"Wait, the opening sentence 'We have been declared valid since we fell from the womb of our mother's womb', change it to 'Our life has been valid from the moment we fall to the ground, and the time that belongs to us has begun to be valid', highlight the time, what do you say?"

"Why?"

"Mother's love is an eternal topic, and your theme here is to cherish time, so I want to hide mother's love, so that the theme can be more highlighted, and the rhythm of your music should change with age, especially at our stage, it is best to choose DJ style, and there is --?"

"Wait a minute, Xinyu, I'm just asking you to give some opinions, is it necessary to mention so much, isn't there any good idea in it?"

"Hehe, of course not, senior sister. The 10-second countdown at the beginning of your game is a great one, taking advantage of the alternating light and dark lighting in our dorm room, and at the same time fully demonstrating team participation and team cooperation. One of the nostalgic songs 'Childhood' is also available, but the highlight is the anime I draw! The epitome of a person's life, hehehe......"

"Well, I really have to thank you, my brother said that you are a master of making anime, and it seems that there are still two hits."

"Hehe, generally, as long as the senior sister is satisfied, it's OK!"

Of course Xin'er is very satisfied, her promotional video about the theme of time is now basically completed, and it is left to invite Ling Zi and his cousin to show his face, I believe that it will cause a lot of sensation by then, yes! She happily opened her arms and pounced on Xinyu, a sturdy bear hug flattered Xinyu, fortunately, at this time, there were only the two of them in the dormitory, and Ling Zi taught Brother Yi to practice, otherwise it would be too big to see it.

Seeing Xinyu's helpless expression in the mirror, Xin'er realized that her behavior was a little out of shape, hey! I'm used to hugging my sisters, and when I'm in a hurry, I subconsciously assimilate my heart. Xin'er felt that her face was a little feverish, needless to say, she must have been ashamed to make a big face, thinking about it, oops! She hurriedly ran out the door.

On the outskirts of Jiangcheng, in the evening, Mao Bowen did not come back until this time, just like usual days. Strange, today is a little different from before, I saw someone standing at the door of his house from a distance, but it was Yang Shangqing, the head shaving master, looking at his anxious expression, could it be that something happened in the village, Lao Mao pondered.

"Master Yang, what's going on? Don't worry, drink saliva first and speak slowly. ”

"Mr. Mao, you're finally back, something big happened in the village today, don't you know it yet!" Yang Shangqing is a recognized "understanding person" in Sanyang Village, but now he is also like a master of the six gods.

"What's the big deal?"

"You went out early today, Yang Shugui's door was splashed with dung, and a few snakes appeared in Lao Dai's house, and this happened in the morning, you said."

"Who in the village would do such a lack of virtue?"

"Everyone in our village is duty, no one will do this, and the big guy suspects that the demolition people are secretly using a method to drive us all away."

"It's possible, but it's going to have to be proof."

"Mr. Mao, listen to me, at one o'clock in the afternoon, Xiao Qiuzi saw two cars parked at the entrance of the village, he quietly followed, and saw two young people coming down inside, carrying a bag in their hands, sneakily went straight to the commissary, sure enough, the two people poured the contents of the bag into the side window of the commissary, Xiao Qiuzi could see clearly, the bag was filled with snakes. So he shouted loudly for someone to come, at that time there were a few people in the commissary playing cards, heard the shouts and chased out, the two young people ran away, until the two cars at the entrance of the village, Shugui ran the fastest, he caught up with the car, wanted to stop in front of the car to prevent them from leaving, who knew that the car in front of him did not stop at all, and actually hit it directly by the horn, Shugui could not dodge, and was taken out of a long distance by the car at once. ”

"Huh? Tree Gui How is he? Mao Bowen interrupted him anxiously.

"The person has been sent to the hospital, and just now I called to say that Shugui is fine, but there are some abrasions on his legs. Also, also, after you listen to me, the car in front rushed over, but the strange thing is that the car behind did not drive away, everyone surrounded the two people in the car, and kept them in the north warehouse at that time, when I came, I saw that the two people were also beaten, and now the big guys have no idea, I'm afraid that something will go wrong, Mr. Mao, what do you think. ”

"Did you call the police?"

"Everyone is very scared, the people were beaten by Xiao Qiuzi and Dai Erlengzi, and they didn't agree to call the police, but ......"

"Nonsense! Let's take a look. ”

Sanyang Village is said to be a village, but in fact it is just an urban village with a few rows of buildings. The north warehouse is not far away, and soon Lao Mao and they rushed there.

The two people who were locked up were drooping their heads, and they looked very bright from their clothes, but the warehouse was full of dirt, and coupled with the previous beatings, there was now a feeling that the phoenix in distress was not as good as a chicken.

"Dai Fei (Dai Er's nickname), have they eaten?" Mao Bowen asked Dai Er next to him.

"Old man Mao, it's you!" There are no arrogant people in Sanyang Village, and the second stunned person is counted as one, but he is polite to Mao Bowen, "Give them food, but they don't eat it." ”

As he spoke, a person on the ground raised his head and glanced at Mao Bowen, and then lowered his head again, just at this glance, Mao Bowen also saw him, strange, how does this young man look familiar, very similar to the unfilial son Mao Tingzhi who has left him for ten years.

"Who are you? Why hit someone? Seeing that the man bowed his head and was silent, Mao Bowen said again, "It seems that you are also people who have read books, how can you do such a thing, didn't your father and mother teach you to be kind to others since you were a child?" ”

Maybe Mao Bowen's words moved them, or maybe it was a loud voice, the young man who had not moved his eyes opened at this time, and his mouth moved, it seems that he heard Mao Bowen's words.

"Old man, we didn't hit people. It was a car in front of me, they were with our company's partners, I was driving a car behind me at the time, Mr. Jin said to get out of the car to save people, because this is how we didn't drive away, I didn't expect to be beaten by your people involuntarily, oops, my hands can't move now. ”

"Can you get him to the hospital first?" The one who had lowered his head before then tilted his head, "I promise you that I will bear the medical expenses of those who were injured." ”

This time, Mao Bowen saw his appearance clearly, except for a touch of vicissitudes in his eyes, his eyebrows, nose, mouth, and face shape were all different.

"You...... Are you a tiger? ”

"No, my last name...... My surname is Kim, did you recognize the wrong person? ”

"Kim?" Mao Bowen was surprised.

"Yes, he is the president of our Jin enterprise." The guy next to him confirmed.

"Now don't care who I am, let's take him to the hospital first."

Even the voice is so similar, how is it possible, Mao Bowen suddenly remembered something, walked quickly to the Jin president, rolled up his sleeves, and a birthmark on his arm suddenly came into view.

"You still don't admit it, you ......"

"Dad...... If your son is not filial, you will forget me! ”

The son's father-son recognition was much more than Yang Shangqing and these people expected, but he didn't expect to "catch" Lao Mao's long-lost son, everyone, you look at me, I look at you, all stunned.

Depending on the situation, the young driver who was with Jin Ting was not lightly injured, and his hand was probably broken, and he had been taken to the hospital by the village pickup. And Jin Ting only received a few slaps, which is light, no, after Mao Bowen and everyone made a guarantee, promising to give everyone an explanation, Jin Ting went home with him, the stinky boy refused at first, and when he saw Lao Mao's tears, he couldn't bear it after all.

When Mao Bowen brought Jin Ting home, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

"You haven't eaten yet, you sit down first, I'll go and get a bowl of noodles, soon."

"I ......" Jin Ting wanted to say that I was not hungry, but the words came to his mouth and swallowed again. Looking at the incomparably familiar back in front of him, briskly up and down, he couldn't refuse.

Unexpectedly, in the past ten years, his old man has lived in this remote town, living in this simple but neat house, looking around the four walls, only a handwritten book on the front wall is conspicuous: a real warrior, dare to face the bleak life, dare to face the sudden disaster, dare to move forward in the great tragedy.

He is very familiar with this handwriting, and he understands the meaning of this, and when he got closer, he found that there was a photo of a family portrait pasted under the text panel, the photo was not big, it was taken by his father who had just returned from the mountains, father, mother, Xiaolan, Little Red Riding Hood, Little Rabbit and Xiaoyi, as well as his own unfilial son, everyone gathered together, smiling faces were on everyone's faces, looking at it, Jin Ting couldn't help crying loudly.

"Good boy, cry out, cry out if anything doesn't go well, Red Riding Hood and Xiaoyi were still young before, I wrote this to let them learn to be strong and learn to face reality."

I don't know when, Lao Mao has already brought a bowl of noodles out, and there are poached eggs that he used to love to eat, seeing this, hearing these words, Jin Ting cried even louder.

"Dad, Mom, she ......" only heard a "poof", he knelt down, "My son is not filial!" Ten years of old suffering! ”

"It's good to be back! It's good to be back! The old father also burst into tears, "In the past ten years, Dad guessed that you were not doing well, come, eat noodles first, and then tell Dad about how you have lived these years when you go to bed,"

"Woo ......"

The father and son met and talked for a long time, and the sheets were wet.