Chapter 349

A few days ago, Zhan Xiaobai had been to Qilu hospital for reexamination, hoping to get a surprise from there.

Surprise did not get, but again suffered a heavy blow.

After testing her blood type, Dr. Meng told her that Dr. Ron of the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences said two years ago that the appearance of Rh negative blood should be related to a kind of white fox.

Dr. Meng said that Zhan Xiaobai's ancestors evolved from the white fox, and now her tailbone began to grow, which is the phenomenon of atavism

It was after listening to Lao Meng's words that Zhan Xiaobai had nightmares these two days that she always dreamed that she had a white fox tail.

She doesn't want to deal with doctors at all, for fear that she will see such news in the news media one day: "a special genetic mutation has been found in this city, which is very likely to grow a fox tail."

So after listening to the person who called her, claiming to be the director of the blood laboratory of Qianfo Mountain hospital, she immediately ended the call.

"Why are they looking for me? Did you find anything in my blood sample? "

Zhan Xiaobai's mobile phone hummed and vibrated again when he was daydreaming.

It's the same cell phone number.

This time, after Zhan Xiaobai refused to accept it directly, he simply turned it off.

She really did not understand, why some people, always love to interest in building on the pain of others?

"Harass me again, otherwise I will turn against you."

Zhan Xiaobai showed his teeth, put his hands on his mouth, made a terrible biting action, and got out of bed.

She didn't take it seriously.

After so many terrible events, this kind of thing is absolutely childish for the exhibition as a whole. It's really unnecessary, so it's OK to damage the mood.

Zhan Xiaobai did not wear slippers, stepped on a pair of delicate snow feet, walked out of the bedroom.

Just like a few days ago, every time she came out of the bedroom, she would see food on the desk.

That's what Wen Yanwu prepared for her.

Not to mention, if this woman is not strange in origin, terrible in skill, and has the kind of relationship with Shen Po people that makes Zhan always think of, she will feel sick. She is really an excellent nanny.

Good cooking.

After washing and gargling, Zhan Xiaobai came out with a face full of lovelessness and sat on the sofa to eat.

As for what she had to do after dinner, she never thought about it these days.

Lying on the sofa playing games, blinking eyes is the second half of the night, on the bed to sleep.

Zhan Xiaobai admired himself very much.

She felt that if it was someone else who suffered from so many bad things, she would grow a tail at any time. Even if she was not tortured and crazy, she would have to panic and seek medical advice all over the world.

What about her?

I have a good appetite.

Just like those troubles happened to others, after a few pitiful sighs, we should do what we should do.

After eating and drinking, Zhan Xiaobai gracefully wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue and looked at the door of the second bedroom.

The door of the second bedroom was closed.

She hasn't seen Wenyan dance for several days.

Although they all live in Shen Yue's home, she cooks for Zhan Zong every day, but it's as if they don't exist.

It seems that this unruly girl has finally figured out some problems and realized that she is quite mean and has no face to see Zhan Zong.

Even at two o'clock in the morning, Zhan Xiaobai, who was lying in bed playing games, heard a faint sob in her room.

"She's a little strange these days, as if she's changed. Are you playing some tricks and thinking about how to plot against me? "

Zhan Xiaobai put down the paper towel, thought about it, stood up, thought about his toes, and crept to the door of the second bedroom. His ears slowly stuck to the door, listening to the movement inside.

Just like knowing that zhanzong was listening to the movement, there was a suppressed whimper in the second bedroom.

Although I hate this woman very much, Zhan Xiaobai is more curious. What's the matter with her these days? She always hides in her room and cries secretly.

Zhan Xiaobai grasped the doorknob and twisted it slightly.

The door of the second bedroom is not locked.

With a very slow motion, she unscrewed the handle of the door and pushed it down with a little force.

The door was pushed open a seam, smell Yan dance repressed sobs, immediately clear a lot.

Zhan Xiaobai's right hand gradually strengthened, and the crack of the door became wider and wider. When she looked inside, she saw Wen Yanwu in her black pajamas, sitting on the bed with her back to the door, holding something in her hands, lowering her head and shaking her shoulders.

Who he dance aunt cry is attentive, don't notice exhibition Xiaobai tiptoe, quietly came to the bed, the probe looked at the things in her hand.

It's a yellow picture with seventeen or eighteen people on it. There are old and young, male and female. Everyone looks at the camera with happy smile.

This should be a picture of the whole family.

Zhan Xiaobai's eyes rolled slightly and looked at them from the back row.

No, no, No.

But when she saw a young woman with a little girl in her arms, her eyes stopped.

She knew this young woman who seemed to be younger than her. Her beautiful face, silky hair, and the wind and coquettishness hidden in her eyes were all in line with the present situation of Wen Yan dance.

Needless to say, the young woman holding the child in the photo should be Wen Yan dance when she was young.

The handsome man sitting beside her seems to be her husband.

Zhan Xiaobai rolled his eyes again and saw the time in the lower right corner of the photo, which was during the Spring Festival 15 years ago.

"There is no big difference between what she looked like fifteen years ago and what she looks like now. Hum, fox spirit is fox spirit. No matter how old you are, your appearance will not change much. It is estimated that in another 15 years, she will still be like this. "

When Zhan Xiaobai hummed in his heart, a drop of crystal tears fell on the little girl's face in the photo.

Just like her tears are sulphuric acid, when she heard the swallow dance, she reached out to wipe it in a hurry, and her mouth was still muring: "sorry, Xiaomiao. Mom's not careful. She's soiling your face. "

Her voice did not fall, suddenly listen to someone ask: "this is your daughter?"

As if by 35 thousand high voltage electricity, smell Yan dance Jiao body drama tremble, suddenly back.

Fortunately, Zhan Xiaobai had already expected her instinctive action after being frightened, and stepped back in time to avoid being touched by her.

Smell Yan dance in the moment of looking back, face already pale as paper, eyes are full of panic color.

This photo is one of her most precious and secret.

Not to mention the father and daughter of the exhibitor, even the deceased wife did not know that she had secretly left this picture.

If she knew, she would be punished inhuman.

But when she looked back in a panic and saw that it was Zhan Xiaobai, she quickly calmed down and said with a strong smile, "Xiaobai, it's you."

"Nonsense, of course it's me."

Zhan Xiaobai turned his lips and sat across from her, rubbing his feet with his left hand. Looking at her right hand behind her, he asked, "is that your daughter?"

Wen Yanwu hesitated, then nodded slightly and said softly, "yes."

"Her name is Xiao Xiao?"

"Well."

"Nice name."

"I gave it to her."

Any mother will feel proud when others praise her baby's name.

Zhan Xiaobai blinked his eyes and stretched out his right hand: "can I have a look?"

No.

Smell Yan Wu just want to say these two words, but took out the picture from the back: "you have to be careful, don't damage it."

"Just look at it. How can it be broken?"

Zhan Xiaobai turns her mouth again, takes the photo and just raises it in front of her eyes. However, she sees Wen Yanwu's face full of tension, and her right hand is slightly raised. This is to prepare her for grabbing the photo in case she tears it up.

Zhan Xiaobai was not happy: "aunt Wu, I just look at the photos. Do you have to look like you're facing the enemy? "

Hearing Yan dance, she said something with a smile and raised her hand to wipe her tears.

"Your daughter is beautiful."

Zhan Xiaobai carefully looked at the little girl in the photo and said, "she can see your shadow between the tip of her eyebrows and the corner of her eyes."

"Thank you."

Hearing Yan dance, she was even more happy. Just after thanking Zhan Xiaobai, she said, "I hope she doesn't become such a shameless girl like you when she grows up."

Smell Yan Wu's face immediately Black: "Zhan Xiaobai, you can insult me, but please don't insult my daughter."

"I'm just stating a fact."

Zhan Xiaobai said faintly: "aunt dancer, have you just seen your daughter these days?"

"How do you know?"

Hearing Yan Wu's face changed, she asked.

"I just know."

Zhan Xiaobai was a little proud and raised his chin slightly: "when you were crazy the other day, you talked to me about your daughter. At that time, you said that you had not heard from her for 15 years, and you didn't even know whether she was alive or dead. These two days, you suddenly hide in the room crying with photos. You must have met her by accident. You are very excited, but because you have done too many shameless things, you have no face to recognize her. So, I can only cry at the photos. "

Zhan Xiaobai said very mean, but she was not angry when she heard Yan Wu. After staring at her for a long time, she said bitterly: "Xiaobai, you, you are very smart."

"That's natural. I knew I was smart."

Zhan Xiaobai began to curl his lips again and gave the photo to Wen Yanwu: "aunt Wu, how old is the child this year?"

"Why do you ask that?"

"Alas."

Zhan Xiaobai sighed, looked out of the window and sighed: "if I were you, I would talk to someone. It's not a look of caution. Aunt Wu, do you think I can hurt your daughter even in my current situation? I asked, because I'm bored with my spare time. "

Smell Yan dance pursed next corner of mouth, just want to say what, exhibition small white but preemptive ask: "drink?"

Smell Yan dance some puzzled: "drink why?"

"It's boring for two women whose fate is not so good to tell each other that they are depressed if they don't drink some wine."

Zhan Xiaobai said, raising his feet to get out of bed, quickly walking to the door, he snapped his fingers: "I hope that broken man can prepare wine for us."

Shen Yue doesn't have any good wine at home. Instead, he has a bottle of Erguotou, which costs more than ten yuan. The 56 degree Erguotou has a very spicy taste. It's really not suitable for women.

But, in the end, it's better than not drinking.

In particular, Zhan Xiaobai also found a bag of dried peanuts in the refrigerator.

Sipping a little wine, eating a peanuts, and then groping for a little foot, how can this feeling be expressed by a word "Shuang"?

Looking at Zhan Xiaobai, who completely abandons the style of the president and turns into a little slovenly girl, she is in a much better mood when she hears Yan Wu. She also learns from her appearance, sits on the sofa with her knees crossed, drinks wine, eats peanuts and kneads her feet.

Well, the taste is much more pure.

After drinking two cups of Erguotou in succession, I heard that Yanwu had a little bit of wine, and my face became more charming, and I also opened my voice.

Out of the window, the sun was suddenly covered by a cloud. There was thin rain, which was blown on the window glass by the northwest wind.

Oblique wind.

Drizzle.

Beauty, liquor.

It's been dusty for many years.

"Come on, I wish our two women who are not happy in their lives, in order to tide over the current difficulties and realize their dream."

Zhan Xiaobai opened another bottle of wine and filled the glass for both of them. Just then, the door was knocked.