"How does this work?"

"Why not?"

Lin Xiao gave the raincoat to An Ran and Xiao Ai, and followed with a cart behind him.

The rain is not big, but it is not small.

A yellow transparent raincoat is held high above the head, and a raincoat separates the two worlds.

The two girls trotted all the way with raincoats, but not very quickly, Lin Xiao quietly pushed the cart behind him.

The rain hit him, but it didn't seem to hit, and a person walked slowly behind him.

Xiaoai was wearing a white skirt, and at this time, her heels stepped on the potholes, and there were dots of water splashing, which soiled a large part of the skirt.

The girl in front was not fast, and Lin Xiao in the back was also walking slowly, obviously there was nothing on him, but the rain seemed to separate him.

When he was almost home, Lin Xiao saw that there seemed to be a person standing under the locust tree on the side of the road in front of him.

The man was holding a black umbrella, with a tall figure, and he was wearing a Zhou Zheng suit without a trace of wrinkles on it.

Her hair was waxed and meticulously combed, and a black sedan was parked next to it.

When I got closer, that person was seven or eight points similar to Xiao Ai's.

It's her dad.

An Ran didn't notice the person standing next to him, and continued to walk forward.

After walking about three steps, An Ran found that Xiao Ai did not follow, and stopped in the rain and let the rain wet his face.

She took two steps and turned back, only to find that Lin Xiao had also stopped.

An Ran stopped and turned around, "Why don't you leave?" ”

"Enron."

Lin Xiao beckoned to her from afar, "Come here." ”

An Ran trotted over when he heard the voice, "What's wrong?" ”

An Ran wanted to say something, but Lin Xiao put his index finger against her lips and made a silent gesture.

"Shhhh

"Huh?"

Receiving Lin Xiao's eye signal, An Ran immediately paused.

About ten meters ahead, the world of rain seems to have become the background, and Xiao Ai and Zeng Berlin look at each other.

The eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses narrowed into a thread of disgust.

Time seemed to stand still.

Until, Zeng Berlin couldn't restrain his disgust.

"Zeng Xiaoai."

Zeng Bolin's voice was covered with frost, "You have simply disgraced my face. ”

The calm tone hid the most hurtful words, and tears were already overflowing on Xiao Ai's face.

In a thousand words, Xiao Ai only said: "Father ......"

Zeng Berlin became more and more violent, "You still have the face to remember that I am your father!" ”

"Why didn't you remember that I was your father when you sneaked up the window and ran away from home?!"

His voice was not loud, but his tone was extraordinarily stern, and it seemed particularly abrupt in the night shrouded in ink.

It's downstairs at home, and it's the only way to go, and there may be people you know.

When Xiao Ai and Zeng Bolin looked at each other, Lin Xiao handed over the bicycle to An Ran, stepped forward and said, "Uncle, let's go up and talk about something first." ”

Zeng Bolin didn't squint, and didn't even give Lin Xiao a look, "What does it matter to you that our father and daughter are talking?" ”

Xiao Ai sobbed quietly and gestured, "Lin Xiao, you better leave it alone......

"No, you don't."

Lin Xiao was not angry, Zeng Berlin didn't look at himself, so he took the initiative to approach his sight.

"Uncle, I've lived here for decades, and the neighborhood knows me, and embarrassing the noise will also affect your reputation."

Thanks to the countless experiences of reading people in his previous life, Lin Xiao understands people's hearts very well.

Like Zeng Berlin, what he loves most is face.

So he inadvertently changed the title from "you" to "you".

At this moment, Zeng Bolin finally rewarded Lin Xiao with a not very friendly look.

This boy who dared to argue with him so bluntly, but without the slightest fear.

With a casual glance back, Zeng Berlin looked at Lin Xiao from top to top, "This is your boyfriend?" ”

"It's not!"

Xiao Ai and Enron behind them spoke in unison.

Then, without waiting for Zeng Berlin to speak again, Lin Xiao had already made a "please" gesture in the direction of the stairs not far away.

As the key was inserted into the hole, after two turns, the door opened.

Lin Xiao wrung a pair of gray and white men's slippers in the shoe cabinet, and bent down to put them at Zeng Bolin's feet.

"Uncle, please change your shoes."

It took less than ten seconds to change shoes, and Zeng Berlin's lips were pursed and his face was grim.

After everyone finished changing their shoes, Lin Xiao led a group of people to the living room.

Not only Zeng Berlin, even Xiao Ai is also here for the first time.

When they walked to the living room, the two of them looked at the living room for a week, either unconsciously or deliberately.

Everything was spotlessly packed. The lockers are neatly and orderly.

Even the TV remote control, which is the most likely small object to be discarded, is placed where it should be.

Although the window sill is not as clear as the window, at least there is no dust.

In terms of a boy's living habits, this neatness and cleanliness is already superb.

Xiao Ai knew that Xiao Hong and Wu Dawei were in the hospital all the year round, and Lin Xiao was managing and cleaning the house, and as a girl, she couldn't help but admire.

Really, it's no worse than cleaning by your own maid.

"Uncle, sit here."

Lin Xiao stretched out his hand and invited Zeng Berlin to sit down.

It's strange to say that Zeng Bolin, who was originally angry, was a lot of anger under the guidance of Lin Xiao's politeness.

When he came back, Lin Xiao asked An Ran to go home and get some good tea, and at this time An Ran came in with a red tea canister.

It is the best West Lake Longjing.

Lin Xiao's tea-making technique was only learned after starting a business in his previous life, a pot of tea was brewed, Lin Xiao pressed the lid of the teacup, and poured it into a teacup the size of half a fist little by little.

In an instant, the rich smell of tea filled the whole house.

When Lin Xiao came out with the tea tray, Zeng Bolin was sitting in the center of the sofa. Condescendingly looked at a depressed little love.

The disgusted eyes are like Adou who can't be helped.

"Zeng Xiaoai, did you live in the pigsty last night?"