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The mandarin duck pot is boiling with a tom tom.

Wen Queyu first put some beef slices at the end of the clear soup and added them to the small bowl of Wen Shancao.

The warm cedar grass was eaten with relish.

While eating, she suddenly remembered one thing and said to Qi Zhaowei: "By the way, big brother, our teacher said that next week, Children's Day, the kindergarten will hold parent-child activities." Big brother, can you come with my sister? ”

When she said the last sentence, her voice was weak, her eyes were red, and she pretended to be extremely pitiful first.

Before Qi Zhaowei could answer, Wen Queyu reprimanded her first: "Wen Shancao, don't be too unruly." He's not your dad, what kind of parent-child activities do you participate in! Not just anyone can call it instead! ”

"Oh." Wen Shancao's small eyelashes drooped, and her eyes turned even redder, as if she was very aggrieved: "However, Dad said that Mom's leg was injured, and I don't know when I will be able to come back." When the time comes, other children will have their parents participating, but I don't have ......."

Other children have parents and parents......

Perhaps it was this sentence that evoked Qi Zhaowei's entire childhood, and his heart was suddenly pierced by countless broken glass ballasts, which hurt him so much that his flesh and blood were blurred, and it hurt so much that he couldn't tell which was his father's blood and which was his mother's blood......

His whole childhood, how can it be that there is no father and mother to participate, all the activities held by the school are his aunt in the best youth, as a father and a mother to accompany him, he can understand the feeling of loneliness and lack of love better than anyone else.

He believed that Wen Queyu could understand and feel it, but this little mouth was always so aggressive.

"Okay, big brother to participate." He hid his grief and agreed on the spot.

But at the same moment, I inexplicably want a home, the kind of home with a wife, a daughter, and a son......

Wen Shancao was so happy that she shouted long live: "Big brother is the best!" ”

Then, she ran into the room, took out her little yellow duck schoolbag, took out the activity notification receipt sent by the teacher, and asked Qi Zhaowei and Wen Que to sign it.

It seems that this is the only way to be secured.

Qi Zhaowei smiled obviously at the bottom of her eyes, took her sharpened pencil, and signed her name neatly.

Wen Que was helpless, so he had to leave his name behind Qi Zhaowei's name.

Or, it was because she had just accidentally seen the indescribable sadness in his eyes, so she couldn't bear to say those words against her heart again.

Seeing that the two of them had signed, Wen Shancao very preciously clipped the receipt slip into the textbook, and then innocently called Bo Ran, who had been sitting next to her, to be a witness, and said, "Brother Bo Ran, you have to testify to Caocao, and you are not allowed to regret the eldest brother and sister." ”

Bo Ran hooked the pull tab of the beer can, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was astringent, "Okay, Brother Bo Ran will testify to you, don't worry." ”

Wen Que said: "......"

How do you feel weird, like signing a marriage certificate.

"Then I'm full, I'm going to go to bed first." With a double layer of security, Wen Shancao hugged the small schoolbag, and her eyebrows and eyes were bent into a small crescent, "Good night brother and sister." ”

There is one less little goblin, and the mandarin duck hot pot of three people suddenly becomes tense.

Obviously, Qi Zhaowei and Bo Ran have no indescribable antagonistic relationship, but vaguely, Wen Queyu inexplicably felt that the two of them were twisting a trace of gunpowder.

For example, if the chopsticks accidentally catch the same piece of meat, they will not let each other go.

In the end, Wen Queyu couldn't stand it and snatched it.

And said, "What's wrong with you two tonight?" Have you never eaten meat, robbed like this? If it spreads, it will really laugh out of people's teeth. After all, they are all big bosses with status, can you not be so naïve when you have a meal. ”

As everyone knows, the two of them did not rob the meat on the surface, but her.

Bo Ran took back his chopsticks, picked up a dozen beers, pried open a can for Qi Zhaowei, and provoked slightly: "Mr. Qi, you can always drink a cup of beer, right?" The alcohol content is not high. ”