This time, it's the video!

The three of them were all suffocated in breath, and they didn't dare to open it when they were nervous.

Fortunately, Jiang Shi's psychological quality is super strong, and he calmly played the video.

The video sent to July and the seventh day of the new year is exactly the same, it is a video of Nan's mother making tea.

Her long black hair was pulled up casually with a pear wood hairpin, and every movement made by Qianqiansu's hands was elegant and smooth.

Washing, brewing, pouring tea......

The action is done in one go.

Gestures are pleasing to the eye.

Nan Qianshan looked at the woman in the video who came out of the picture of an ancient lady in a distracted manner, forgot to smoke the cigar in his hand, and the cigarette ash fell on his hand, and he didn't feel hot.

It's Azhu......

It's his Azhu......

Photos can deceive people, and manners can also be imitated, but everyone's temperament is unique!

Especially Lu Zhu! Nan Qianshan dares to assert that no one can imitate it!!

Jiang Shi observed Nan Qianshan's reaction and vaguely guessed the answer.

"Uncle."

His voice brought Nan Qianshan back to reality.

"Ahem." Nan Qianshan cleared his throat, then he felt that his hand hurt, and hurriedly snuffed out the cigar.

The sisters and brothers of the Nan family looked at him expectantly, "Dad......"

Jiang is worthy of being old and spicy, Nan Qianshan's mind is stable, and he said in a deep voice:

"I'm not sure yet...... You two, act as if it didn't happen! Dad will send someone to find out! ”

On the seventh day of the first month, he was still talking, but he was pulled off his sleeve by Nan Qi.

"yes, got it."

"Sister, what's the matter with you?!" Chu Qi was dissatisfied, but he saw his family walking towards his father and gave him a hug.

Nan Qianshan, who was suddenly hugged by the little padded jacket, cut back to Comrade Lao Nan, the nouveau riche landlord on weekdays, and his smiling eyes narrowed into a slit.

"Oh, it's so big, what else to hug! Chu Qi and Xiao Jiang are still there, where is my old face going! ”

Having said that, the show off on his face can be seen from a distance of 800 meters.

He hugged him in July, and then when he went to elementary school, the little girl didn't hug him.

Now that he took the initiative to hug him, Comrade Lao Nan suddenly had a feeling of death without regrets!

"Dad, mom is important." Nan Qiyue's voice was soft and nasal, and his little hand gently patted his back, "You are also very important!" ”

Comrade Lao Nan was stunned for a moment, only to realize that the little padded jacket was comforting him.

How much he loves Lu Zhu, Nan Qi knows it.

She and the loss of her mother when she was a child in the seventh year of junior high school are already so painful.

But what Comrade Lao Nan lost was a woman he had loved for decades.

His pain will only be more than theirs, no less than theirs.

"Okay, okay, what's hypocritical, we're not filming a TV series!" Comrade Lao Nan laughed, waved his hand, and pretended to be impatient and said, "I still have something to do, don't bother me." ”

"Oh......"

July and the seventh day of the first month walked in front, and Jiang Shi was the last to go.

Before leaving, he looked back, "Uncle, you have a good daughter. ”

Comrade Lao Nan smiled proudly, "Where is it, the little girl is just different from the stinky boy, and the flesh is numb." ”

Jiang Shi hooked his lips and closed the door for him.

The study fell silent.

Comrade Lao Nan opened the drawer at the bottom of the desk and took out a picture frame.

A family portrait is embedded in a wood-colored frame.

"Ah Zhu, our little padded jacket is not only well-behaved, but also ...... Heartwarming very. ”

Let him be spoiled like this for the rest of his life, and he feels that it is worth it.