At night, Zhao Jing grabbed the quilt and couldn't sleep.

"Haven't you slept yet?" Zhao Feiyan asked.

"I'm worried about fate." Zhao Jing turned sideways and looked at Sister Yan who closed her eyes and recuperated.

"I contacted Grandpa Liu, and in two days you can go to their side to see the statue and see if there are any clues. I'll investigate on the Tiger Security side. Zhao Feiyan opened her eyes, also worried.

Zhao Jing nodded, and then found that he had a pair of warm hands around his waist.

Zhao Feiyan put her body close to Zhao Jing, buried her face in his chest, and choked up in her tone: "I don't want to go back to that kind of tortured days again." ”

She was not used to expressing her feelings since she was a child. But in the past few days, my daughter has been healthy and healthy, the smiles on her face have added up to more than in the previous year, and the family has also lived together, and her temperament has changed a lot like never before.

Zhao Feiyan even gave up the position of president, just to take care of the family and be a good wife and mother with peace of mind. Because for her, who lost her biological mother, having a truly complete family has always been what she is looking forward to.

Career has never been her only one, it is just a strong guarantee for a woman who wants to have or maintain a beautiful family.

But now, Zhao Yuan's matter has raised her heart to her throat again.

If you have it, you are even more afraid of losing.

Zhao Jing was stunned for a moment before hugging her soft and warm body tightly.

"It's okay, everything will be fine!"

Nothing was said all night.

……

In the next two days, Zhao Feiyan tried her best to investigate all the people related to the divorce incident, but there was no result.

Reasonable, expected.

But hearing the meaningless result, Zhao Jing and Zhao Feiyan still felt lost.

"Dad, Mommy, why are you upset?"

Zhao Yuan often asked them.

"If fate is happy, parents will be happy." Zhao Feiyan touched Zhao Yuan's head.

"Then are we still practicing martial arts today?"

Zhao Yuan hugged the little Qiaoba doll in his arms and ran over to ask Zhao Jing.

Zhao Jing picked her up and shook his head: "Don't practice anymore." ”

Zhao Yuan lowered her head and fiddled with the doll, feeling a little bored, she still prefers toys that can be made bigger and smaller, such as the small wooden sword, such as the gossip mirror.

But now, they are all gone, and Zhao Yuan has no way to call them out.

"Then I'll go play with Brother Tang Seng." Zhao Yuan rolled his eyes, jumped off his father's lap, threw Chopper on the sofa, and ran out quickly.

The little monk has been sitting in the courtyard for two days, except for three meals a day to eat, the rest of the time is really in the courtyard, laying a bunk, meditating and knocking on the wooden fish.

Zhao Jing was woken up in the morning and threatened not to eat breakfast, and the little monk had to succumb to Zhao Jing's obscenity, and only knocked on the wooden fish at a fixed time to recite the scriptures.

Zhao Yuan squatted in front of the little monk and watched curiously as the little monk closed his eyes and knocked on the wooden fish to chant the scriptures.

"Brother Tang Seng, what are you doing?"

The little monk opened his eyes and said, "I'm doing a morning class." ”

"What is morning class?"

"That's it for morning class!"

"What's that?"

“……”

The little monk was dumbfounded by Zhao Yuan's innocent question.

Under Zhao Yuan's entanglement, the little monk finally handed the knocking stick in his hand to Zhao Yuan.

Zhao Yuan picked up the knocking stick and knocked the wooden fish with a happy face, the sound was just the opposite of the sound of the little monk knocking on the calming mind.

The whole yard was suddenly filled with the noisy sound of wooden fish.

"Meow~"

Zhao Yuan was knocking on the wooden fish, and a pitch-black cat appeared on the plane tree.

Zhao Yuan heard this meow, raised his head wittily, and saw this cute black cat at a glance.

"Huh?"

"There's a cat!"

Zhao Yuan stopped knocking on the wooden fish, stood up, and looked up at the black cat curiously: "May I ask if you are the black cat sheriff?" ”

The black cat's fur is very beautiful, and its eyes are very human, and it looks bright.

It stared at Zhao Yuan, meowed, and tilted its head slightly.

That's like, disgusted!

Then it stretched out its paws, licked its palms with its pink tongue, and its posture was sultry, with a noble appearance.

This scene almost made Zhao Yuan's heart cute, her eyes were full of stars, she pointed to the black cat on her head, and said to the little monk: "Brother Tang Seng, I want this cat!" ”

The little monk clasped his hands together and shook his head: "The little donor can't have this kind of thought, everything has a spirit, and they all ask for a fate." If the black cat donor is destined for you, it will naturally become yours. ”

Zhao Yuan sucked his fingers, looked up at the black cat: "I have a fate in my name!" ”

The little girl was suddenly smart, and the little monk was speechless.

Seeing that Tang Seng's brother refused to help, Zhao Yuan ran into the house and pulled Zhao Jing out.

"Daddy help me catch the cat!"

Zhao Jing looked at the black cat standing on the trunk of the tree and combing his hair.

The black cat also looked at Zhao Jing, and then continued its sultry movements.

"Little monk, take it down." Knowing that the little monk was skilled, Zhao Jing ordered without hesitation.

The little monk sat down and ignored him.

"Don't you want to have lunch, there are sweet and sour pork ribs."

The little monk is a magical monk, he is not afraid of meat, on the first day Zhao Feiyan made a dish with sweet and sour pork ribs, the little monk took a bite, and just ate this.

The little monk who loves sweet and sour pork ribs struggled for a moment, but still shook his head.

As a last resort, under Zhao Yuan's crying, Zhao Jing could only go over to Long Xiaoxuan and ask for a bag of dog food.

Zhao Jing brought a clean plate, poured the dog food on the plate, and placed it under the tree.

As a result, the black cat just glanced at the plate and immediately turned its head away in disgust.

Zhao Yuan has been squatting on the dog food plate, looking at the black cat with a blank look, chirping and chirping, and then glancing at the dog food, and continuing to chirp and chirp.

This dog food seems to be delicious. However, for the sake of the cat, Zhao Yuan still held back.

Taking advantage of the black cat's inattention, Zhao Jing had already moved a ladder, leaned on the plane tree, and quietly climbed up the tree.

Zhao Jing stretched out his hand from behind the black cat, wanting to catch the back of the black cat's neck, which was the best place for the cat to control.

It's just that Zhao Jing didn't see it, the moment he stretched out his hand, the black cat just licked his leg hair, and a trace of weird color flashed in the cat's eyes.

The corners of the black cat's mouth seemed to be slightly upturned, as if they were ...... Taunt?!

Zhao Jing puffed up and grabbed his palm forward.

Ground!

Zhao Jing grabbed a handful of air, and then he felt a sudden extra weight on his shoulders, and his body suddenly became unbalanced and fell from the tree.

Zhao Jing got up, still biting the leaf in his mouth, and looked at the black cat standing on another branch, his brows furrowed.

This cat is certainly not an ordinary cat!

However, it's not a demon either!

There are quirks!