On Monday, it was cloudless.

The summer rain is completely irregular, last night there was a strong wind in the hulala, and when I woke up in the morning, the weather forecast on the TV told me that the temperature was as high as 37 degrees today.

"Leaving for Linhai?" Dong Ming looked at Xie Pujia who was packing his luggage, and his tone was full of reluctance.

"Hmm." Xie Pujia nodded obediently, "Chu Fan's car is following Uncle Deng and them, it's a car of policemen, we are absolutely safe." ”

Dong Ming smiled, of course he knew that it was safe, but he hadn't stayed for a few days, and he had to leave, and he was quite reluctant in his heart.

"Did you bring the bean curd that your godmother asked you to bring?" Dong Ming looked at her stuffed suitcase, as if he didn't see the bean curd he made.

Xie Pujia looked up and smiled playfully at him, "Take it~ I'm afraid that it will leak in the suitcase, so I put it in my bag, don't worry." ”

"That's good, this is me, cough cough, your aunt pickled it herself, my aunt said that you want to eat this when you have a bad appetite, and you can drink a little more porridge with this, but you can't forget to bring it."

The chatter of the old men, Xie Pujia listened to it warmly.

"Godfather."

"Huh?"

When Xie Pujia came back this time, she only told Dong Ming about the investigation of Wang Junru, and did not tell Dong Ming about the relationship between Wang Junru and herself, nor did she tell any of the Dong family, she was afraid that her mother would know, and she was afraid that the Dong family would not accept it.

"If, I mean if." Xie Pujia looked at Dong Ming's eyes, and her tone was unconsciously empty-hearted, "If I wasn't my mother's child and didn't call Xie Pujia, would you still want me?" ”

Dong Ming saw the panic in the girl's eyes, and raised his hand to touch her head.

"What nonsense." He had a warm smile on his face, "I don't care if you are Xie Pujia, Li Pujia or Wang Pujia, we recognize you as a person." ”

After saying that, he patted the top of Xie Pujia's head vigorously, as if beating her to make her remember it for a long time.

"If you want, follow my surname Dong Ducheng, anyway, we are a family."

Xie Pujia was in pain, and no one had knocked her head for many years.

"Godfather, it hurts."

As soon as the words fell, the big palm that had just beaten her instantly became gentle, Dong Ming rubbed her twice and then withdrew his hand, staring at her in a serious tone.

"The first time I saw you, you were just a little short."

Dong Ming gestured with his hands to a length, "I was still in my baby and came to my aunt's house with your mother in my arms, and I happened to bump into it." ”

"Later, you grew bigger and bigger, and when you were in the fifth grade, you had an accident at home, and you stumbled to your aunt's house and cried, and my aunt called me to help you administer justice, and you were short at the time, so you reached my crotch position, a small person, obviously malnourished."

Dong Ming gestured at the position of his crotch.

"Later, you helped me a lot, helped the Dong family a lot, and I recognized you as a goddaughter." Dong Ming's tone was mixed with full emotion, "If you hadn't gone to Zheng Yihong for help, I might have become a grave long ago, how can I have the current life." ”

Xie Pujia shook her head, she wanted to tell Dong Ming that she approached him with a purpose at the beginning, and she was not as simple as she looked.

"Godfather, me."

Dong Ming stood up straight, raised his hand again, and compared the height of himself and Xie Pujia.

"I didn't expect you've grown so big in the blink of an eye, it's almost to the bridge of my nose, right? Godfather can't do it, he was not as tall as your Uncle Dafeng, but now he has shrunk in age. ”

"So Jia Jia, you have to take care of your body, and when your godfather retires in a few years, you have to take you out on a bicycle to let off steam, if you don't want to, I'll take your daughter there, but we Jia Jia is still young, and we don't know which stinky boy can marry you in the future, so I have to bring it over for me to see."

Dong Ming began to babble again.

Xie Pujia remembered that time in junior high school, Dong Ming rode an old-fashioned and dilapidated bicycle, taking her all the way to bumps across the ridges and mountains, and enlightened her little by little, all beings are suffering, and she must cheer up and not indulge in the past.

"Godfather." Xie Pujia stretched out her arms and hugged Dong Ming, "You are my father, my best father." ”

"Huh." Dong Ming smiled and responded.

"You're also my best daughter."

The man's rough palm caressed the black hair of the daughter in his arms, and it was the father who comforted the daughter.

"So, Jiajia, do whatever you want, Dad will always be your backing."

Linhai City.

I don't know if it's a psychological reason, Chu Fan's car just drove to Linhai City, and Xie Pujia's heart beat fiercely.

The street sign with the words "Linhai City" written on it was like a man-eating monster, devouring Xie Pujia's emotions and making her breathless.

"Motion sickness?"

Chu Fan noticed her abnormality, and took advantage of the green light to hurriedly take out motion sickness medicine and mineral water and hand them to her.

Xie Pujia waved her hand, "It's a little motion sickness, I'll just eat a mint." ”

Chu Fan quickly stuffed a piece of candy and put it in the palm of her hand, "I'll be home soon, it's okay if I can't help it, I can spit it out directly." ”

Grandma Dong, who was sitting in the back seat, was woken up by the sound of the two talking, "Jiajia, what's wrong?" ”

"It's okay, grandma, you can close your eyes and rest for a while, we'll be home soon."

"Oh yes." Hearing Xie Pujia say that she was fine, Grandma Dong closed her eyes again.

She is old, and the long journey has really hurt her old bones, and every time she opens her eyes on the road, she is dizzy, and she can only endure the discomfort and force herself to sleep.

After another half hour, the car was steadily parked downstairs.

Looking at the brightly lit home upstairs, Xie Pujia breathed a sigh of relief, shook her dizzy head, and helped Grandma Dong upstairs.

"Jia Jia is back?"

Zhou Chunyan heard the movement and hurriedly ran out, Zuo Liang went down to carry the luggage with Chu Fan, and she was hot in the kitchen.

Obviously, she hadn't seen her mother for a week, but Xie Pujia felt like she was in a different world.

"Mom, I'm back."

"It's good to come back, it's good to come back safely."

Zhou Chunyan, as before, touched Xie Pujia from top to bottom, and confirmed that her daughter was not missing arms or legs when she went out.

"You go wash your hands and eat, and I'll help my grandmother go to the room to lie down for a while."

"Okay." Xie Pujia replied obediently.

When Chu Fan and Zuo Liang carried all their luggage upstairs, both of them looked out of breath.

The Dong family couldn't wait to let the two of them bring everything, the trunk was stuffed to the brim, and the two ran up and down the stairs at least four or five times, and Xie Pujia also went downstairs to help out twice.

"I left grandma's food alone, she has sore bones and no appetite, I'll press grandma after eating, let's eat first."

Zhou Chunyan smiled all over her face, and used chopsticks to pick up vegetables for the three of them, among which Xie Pujia had the most dishes, and the bowl had been piled up into a small hill.

"Jiajia, eat more, it's all what you love to eat."

"Okay."

The second update!

Small Theatre:

Ye Yong: Okay, no one cares about my life or death, you will only laugh at me (crying.jpg)

Xie Pujia (disgusted): A rich second generation is a good end, and he has become a happy person.

Ye Yong (crazy): Can I be blamed for this? Aren't you responsible for growing up like this?!

Xie Pujia (pulled Ye Xuechao): Looking for your father, it was all your father's facilitation.

Ye Xuechao (smile): I don't have a son.