Xia Lingge inserted the straw into the socket of peach juice, and quietly watched the sound of the entrance door while sucking, the anti-theft door was slowly opened, Xia's father put his coat on his left arm, and he raised his eyes to look at her with a shaky cold: "What are you doing here?" ”

Xia Lingge drank clean peach juice: "I thought I was a thief." ”

Father Xia chuckled: "So, you still want to be tough with your little arms and legs?" ”

Xia Lingge put the juice bottle on the table: "I can also kill him with a knife." ”

It was as calm as a joke, but Father Xia couldn't help but pause his body, the different colors at the bottom of his eyes were fleeting, and then he raised his head as if he had a pretended serious expression: "Dare to say dead or alive in front of the police officer, it's really presumptuous." ”

Xia Lingge shrugged his shoulders: "Got it, sir." ”

Father Xia's face raised a smile again, he threw his coat on the sofa casually, rolled up his cuffs and reached out to turn on the kitchen light, "What do you want to eat, Dad will personally cook for you today." ”

Xia Lingge leaned against the door frame: "Of course what you will do and eat, can you still make a set of Manchu and Han full seats?" ”

"Hey, you girl, come here and help."

"Oh."

Xia Lingge walked over and took the carrots and celery thrown by Xia's father, picked the leaves, washed them, and peeled them...... The two of them cooperated tacitly, but there was no sound in the kitchen for a while, and the flowing water that sounded from time to time quietly broke the peace, but the silence after the disappearance showed a dead silence.

"Why are you so silent today?"

Father Xia also seemed to feel that the atmosphere was gloomy, cutting carrot slices in his hand, and couldn't help but speak.

Xia Lingge stretched out his hand to wash the dishes: "No, I've always been like this." ”

Father Xia's hand cut the carrot for a moment, but the time difference was only a second and he returned to his original grinning appearance: "Then where can it be the same, you were alone before, but now your father is not here." ”

Xia Lingge glanced at him lightly, if Father Xia raised his head and looked at her now, he would definitely be able to easily read the big words 'Isn't that the same' from her eyes, but he didn't, and Xia Lingge didn't intend to say it, so she turned around and asked softly, "Why did you come back suddenly?" ”

"It's rare to have less to do, so I'll come back and see you." Father Xia had already cut shredded carrots, shredded peppers and diced meat, walked to the side and started to light the fire, "What about you, how are you doing, although I was transferred back to the district to do business, but there is very little time to come back, even when I come back, I am so stupid that I don't know what to say to you, think about it, I don't seem to have asked you how you are doing." ”

"Good."

Xia Lingge answered him very simply, then shook the water droplets on his hand and looked at him: "Is there something?" Just ask. ”

Father Xia didn't answer, but 'ouch': "Why do you say that?" What do you see? ”

"It's too verbose, it's too sensational, it's not like you." Xia Lingge replied concisely and clearly.

Father Xia nodded and continued, "What else? ”

Xia Lingge looked away: "Intuition." ”

Father Xia seemed to be amused by her words, "Intuition? You can't just rely on intuition. ”

"But sometimes it's a turning point." Xia Lingge took his words unceremoniously.

Father Xia nodded his head twice with a chuckle, as if agreeing with her point of view, but also with some helplessness and sentimentality.

Xia Lingge didn't have so much cognition to feel Xia's father's state of mind, she just saw him nodding, seeing that he was a little silent, she walked over and stretched out her arm to scold him, but she was put on a plate of fish-flavored shredded meat.

"Whatever happens, you have to eat before you are full."