Bao Kun still has the demeanor of a teacher, his clothes are disheveled, his hair is untidy, and his eyes are as red as rabbits.

"Xiaoping." He called her with a smile on his face.

Seeing this, Xiaoping was full of sadness and shame. I didn't sleep well all night, and my forehead hurt again.

"Xiaoping. Listen to me—"

Xiaoping's voice was hoarse: "It's useless for you to explain to me." She left the man behind and left, "Go back." Don't delay me from getting down to business. ”

"Xiaoping, Xiaoping." Bao Kun followed her aggrievedly, "I really never wanted to divorce you. Be. It's true that we didn't have a relationship when we first got married, but after all these years, what have I done to you, you still don't know in your heart? ”

Xiaoping remembered the details of getting along over the years, and after Bao Kun got up in the early morning to buy a gold pendant for herself after getting a special teacher certificate. and Shanshan, he really taught Shanshan as his own daughter. The more she thought about it, the more sad she became. Tears welled up.

"Xiaoping. Come back with me. Bao Kun took her by the wrist, "I will never let you down in my life." ”

Xiaoping took a breath and finally stopped her tears: "Why don't you understand?" Now the problem is not with you and me. It's Jia Ying. ”

Bao Kun choked: "Jiaying, I'll persuade her to enlighten her." ”

"It's useless." Xiaoping's voice was tired, "I raised her so much, and I was reluctant to let her suffer the slightest grievance." But in her heart, I'm a babysitter. I know her character best, and I can't get it back if I decide it. ”

Bao Kun panicked: "No." Let's give her a little more time—"

"Bao Kun." Xiaoping wiped the tears on her face, "So far, me and Jiaying, you can only keep one." She is your own daughter, I can't fight for her, and I don't want to fight. So be it. ”

Bao Kun clenched her wrist: "No. Where did it go? Jiaying's child's temper, my dad let go. Never let He Qian enter the house again. You always believe my dad's words, right? ”

Xiaoping looked at him with pity: "That's your daughter." You can't let go of her. I don't want to be the villain she says she is. Let's go to the city office another day to get a divorce certificate. ”

Bao Kun was stunned: "No, no, no. What nonsense are you talking about? Jiaying, Jiaying, she will get married sooner or later, and she won't be able to care about us when she moves out of the house. Don't you think about what you don't have, okay? ”

Xiaoping asked rhetorically: "Are you willing to cut off the relationship with your daughter?" ”

Bao Kun said again and again: "No, really not." ”

Xiaoping smiled: "You don't know Jiaying as well as me." She paused, "Bao Kun, I don't blame you for this. If my daughter asks me to choose, I will choose my daughter. Let's go back. When I'm settled, I'll go to my dad and talk to him. ”

Bao Kun was so anxious: "Why did you drill the horns of the bull?" ”

Xiaoping sighed weakly: "That's it." You and Jiaying have a good talk. She can accept that our family will remain as it is, and I will come back without saying a word. ”

Bao Kun said continuously: "Okay, good. I immediately asked her to do ideological work. Don't be cranky. He paused, "I'm going to live with you for the rest of my life." ”

Xiaoping has been married to him for many years, and the first time she heard him say meaty things to herself, goosebumps rose on her body.

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She muttered in her heart: People talk sweetly all day long, and they are not afraid of skin diseases.

Bao Kun got Xiaoping's letter and directly found his daughter's dance troupe.

Jiaying practiced for a day, and asked her mother to have dinner in the evening. I saw my father anxiously coming to find me. His heart moved slightly, and he pulled him away without saying a word: "Dad, you came just in time." Come with me to dinner. ”

Bao Kun thought it would be better to chat with her daughter while eating. So he said, "You find a quiet shop." ”

Jia Ying pouted: "Western restaurant, quiet, right?" ”

Bao Kun sighed: "I want a private room." I have something to talk to you about. ”

Seeing her father's solemn expression, Jia Ying knew that he wanted to talk to her about Aunt Min, so she said disapprerovingly: "Of course you have to have a private room." ”

Bao Kun came on a bicycle and wanted to ask his daughter where the hotel was. A black sedan pulled up beside him.

rolled down the window to reveal He Qian's proud and beautiful face.

Bao Kun was stunned: "Why are you here too?" ”

Jiaying gave her mother a smug little look, opened the car door and said, "Dad." Let's go. Mom has a treat today. ”

Bao Kun held the faucet of the car, hesitated for a moment and said, "You tell me where the hotel is." I'm on my own. ”

Jia Ying was displeased. He Qian immediately gave him an address: "When you get to the restaurant, you can just report my name." ”

Bao Kun stepped on the pedal: "Okay." You wait for me. ”

Jiaying sat in the car and muttered with a calm face: "Dad, I don't know what to do." ”

He Qian glanced at her: "Don't talk about your dad like that." Now in this world, I don't know how precious a man like your father is. ”

Jia Ying raised her eyebrows: "So, why don't you chase my dad back?" ”

He Qian smiled but did not speak.

Jia Ying said again: "I'll give you an assist." She was triumphant, "The day before yesterday, I had already thought of making Aunt Min angry." Dad came to me today, definitely to teach me a lesson. You'll have to help me in a moment. ”

He Qian couldn't help but be surprised, her daughter's means were really not small.

"Tell me. How did you get angry with her. ”

……

Half an hour later, Bao Kun finally arrived at the "Old Time Western Restaurant".

Judging from the façade decoration, the restaurant has not been open for a long time. Business is good, and the store is full of well-dressed customers. The lazy jazz music with the aroma of steak and butter makes Bao Kun momentarily trance. It seems to have returned to the scene of dating and falling in love with He Qian when I was a teenager. It's also such a dim but warm light, and the shy him sits across from him with a smiling girl.

Under the guidance of the salesman, he stepped into the private room. Looking at He Qian again, his gaze was already a little gentle.

He Qian smiled: "I've already ordered." It's all your favorite food. ”

Jia Ying sighed: "Dad and Mom have eaten Western food before?" It's so romantic. ”

Bao Kun sighed lightly: "It's all in the past." It's been a long time since I've eaten steak. ”

He Qian smiled gently: "How is the craftsmanship of the master here better than before?" ”

Bao Kun tasted the appetizer, and the long-lost taste suddenly stimulated his long-dormant memories of Western food. He tasted the salad in surprise and took a sip of the creamy mushroom soup. The eyes couldn't help but slowly turn red.

Jia Ying smiled and asked, "Dad." How does it compare to the Western food you used to eat? ”

Bao Kun looked at He Qian's expectant eyes: "Is it the chef of the restaurant we used to go to before?" ”

He Qian nodded with a smile: "Yes." It took me a lot of effort to get the chef out of the mountain. ”

Bao Kun was stunned: "You?!" He looked around at the private room, "You own this restaurant?" ”

"Yes." He Qian elegantly forked a piece of vegetable and put it in her mouth, chewed it lightly a few times to feel the taste of pure egg yolk salad dressing, and chewed it, but her eyes were red. She whispered, "Originally, this restaurant was a gift from me to you. I didn't expect ......" She turned her head sideways, revealing a neckline as beautiful as a swan. "Forget it."

Jia Ying hurriedly said, "Dad." Mom, I haven't been married all these years. ”

Bao Kun didn't squeak, just as the steak was delivered. He cut open the fragrant steak with a knife, revealing the raw meat and blood inside, and looked up to the salesman and said, "I'm sorry." When I'm older, I can't eat medium-rare steak. Please help me fry until medium-rare. ”

The salesman removed the steak in response.

He Qian's mother and daughter glanced at each other and were silent.