Chapter 102

So someone borrowed Lin Ruicheng's hand to harm her daughter. "Who stole the photo?"

Who is it? Lin Ruicheng sighed. In the final analysis, it was his own fault. If he didn't want to take advantage of Shen Meiting, Shen Meiting wouldn't have a chance to get close to him, let alone hurt Yao Yao.

"Who stole the photo, I will let her pay the price, at all costs let her pay the price." Lin Ruicheng said.

"Mr. Lin, I don't want you to vent your anger for Yao Yao, but..." he wants Yao Yao to stay away from such people. He knew that the interpersonal relationships around people like Lin Ruicheng must be complex. "I just want Yao Yao to live a simple life. Please don't let her get involved in some right and wrong. She's still a child."

Lin Ruicheng looked at Ding Xuanyao who was already asleep. Her face was sweating. He didn't like Ding Dazhong's words, but he also understood that as a father, he cared about his daughter.

Ding Dazhong wants his daughter to escape difficulties and has been living in a carefree paradise. There is no struggle and darkness, only interest and passion. Lin Ruicheng thinks that Yao Yao should be more and more brave in difficulties. His woman should stand up bravely even if she is defeated by a little twists and turns.

"I'll pay attention in the future. I won't let her get half hurt."

Ding Dazhong moved his mouth. On the one hand, he was still optimistic about Lin Ruicheng. On the other hand, he tangled that Lin Ruicheng was too high. Although he now knows that Yao Yao's real identity is the daughter of a rich family, she has never experienced complex interpersonal communication. Some sinister and dark people's hearts, such as his legs

Alas~~~

In Mancheng, I really can't find someone who can not only sincerely treat Yao Yao, but also have some courage. After all, Yao Yao should also love Lin Ruicheng. I believe that in the future, once Yao Yao's true identity is revealed, it will be another wind Bo, I hope the young man in front of me won't let him down.

"Then I'll go to Yaoyao's study and make you a bed."

"No, I'm in this room... Thank you, uncle, for helping me make my bed."

Ding Dazhong stood at the door of the room and looked at the two people in the room. Then he gave a "hum" and went downstairs with a bowl and spoon.

"No, I'm in this room... Thank you for helping me make the bed."

The small building of the Ding family is not wide. Ding Dazhong has always lived on the first floor because it is inconvenient to go upstairs and downstairs. On the first floor, in addition to his bedroom, there is a not too wide living room and a small kitchen, and then he uses the remaining space and courtyard to build his own garage. In addition to Ding Xuanyao's bedroom on the second floor, there is a small attic filled with books by Ding Xuanyao. Next to the attic is a rooftop of about ten square meters. This rooftop can be built by itself. In fact, it can also be made into a room. Thinking that no one lives, father and daughter decided to plant the flowers and plants that mother loved most before on this rooftop. A row of green onions and some side dishes are also planted in the corner of the courtyard.

Such a simple home with a little cold, but it also makes people feel that life should be so ordinary, warm, really

There was another heavy rain last night. Lin Ruicheng didn't go to the room Ding Dazhong prepared for him to sleep, but put on the white vest and a colorful beach pants prepared for him. Ding Dazhong said that Yao Yao bought the beach pants for him. He said that after the college entrance examination, father and daughter were going to have a good time at the seaside.

Lin Ruicheng couldn't wait to put on these pants. His clothes were wet because of the heavy rain in the afternoon. Later, he was half dry. After taking a hot bath at Ding's house, he couldn't help it. He couldn't run naked in other people's house, so he had to put on these semi dry clothes. Now he has the pants bought by Ding Xuanyao in his hand, regardless of who bought them, It's his now.

Ding Dazhong even prepared some other daily necessities for him. Do you have to say these things when you see them? Ding Xuanyao must have bought it at ordinary times. What kind of Winnie bear mouthwash cup and Winnie bear towel? Even the toothbrush head is wearing a Winnie bear hat, which reminds him of the first time they met. He was also shaken by the Winnie bear on her pants.

Although he was jealous of the bear, Lin Ruicheng still held these things tightly and was not willing to put them down.

In the middle of the night, perhaps because of the cold tea, Ding Xuanyao was sweating and her clothes were soaked. Lin Ruicheng wiped her sweat, changed her clothes and covered her quilt. Thinking that uncle Ding would also sleep, he wouldn't go to the attic. It's good to sleep next to Yaoyao. He can also hold her soft body and feel her shallow breathing.

Just sitting in bed, one foot was slowly reaching into the thin quilt. The door of the room suddenly opened. Lin Ruicheng turned over and rolled out of bed

"Uncle, you haven't slept yet?" Lin Ruicheng held his fist and covered his mouth to hide his embarrassment.

Ding Dazhong stood by the door, opened his mouth, and finally cleared his throat. "I see if she's better."

"It's much better. It's not a high fever."

Ding Dazhong went to the bed and looked at his daughter's face, which was no longer the painful expression before. He nodded, "that's good. If you can take no medicine, don't give her a cold, which can enhance her immunity. Can you help her change her clothes?"

"Er ~ ~ ~ I sweated a lot and my clothes were wet. I was afraid of catching a cold again, so I changed her." It's really forced by the situation. It's not that he wants to take the opportunity to eat tofu. Although he ate several mouthfuls of tofu by the way, it's really that this tofu is too attractive.

Ding Dazhong said nothing and limped out of the room. At this moment, he really wanted to be thorough. His daughter really didn't need him anymore. When she was ill, someone took care of her. When she was bullied, someone came out for her. His father seemed to be unable to do anything except let her avoid difficulties.

Early in the morning, Lin Ruicheng heard birds, just like in the morning of Nan'ao mountain. He rubbed his eyes, got up from the mat beside the bed, opened the curtains, and a breeze with the smell of grass and flowers came over, which made people relaxed and happy.

Looking back at the girl in bed, her eyes were slightly closed, the exposed eyelashes were long and dense, the light red pink lips were slightly opened, and there was a bit of charm in her beauty. Her sleeping appearance was really charming, which made him not see enough all his life.

His sensitive hearing let him know that uncle Ding was in the kitchen. He kissed Ding Xuanyao's forehead, then left the room and went downstairs to see what he could do.

Ding Dazhong was making breakfast. He cooked a pot of clear porridge and fried two small dishes. It was very simple.

"Good morning, uncle." Lin Ruicheng once thought that if Ding Dazhong was Yao Yao's own father, they didn't know how warm and happy they should be. Unfortunately, it's not. This kind of blood relationship can't be changed in a lifetime, and he has borne 20 years of unparalleled hatred... He really doesn't know how to choose.

"Good morning. There's nothing delicious at home. I wonder if Mr. Lin is used to this kind of breakfast? Otherwise, I'll spread you an egg cake."

"No, I'll eat whatever Yao Yao eats." Lin Ruicheng was already hungry. He didn't eat dinner yesterday.

"She's a patient now. Just have some porridge. You're a big boss. I'm afraid you can't get used to these simple things."

"Uncle, call me Ruicheng. I'm not a big boss or a hairy boy."

Lin Ruicheng's simple smile brightened Ding Dazhong's eyes. The two children have a husband and wife.

Lin Ruicheng looked at a tray of one night's porridge and a dish of dishes. "Is this for Yao Yao?"

"Yes." Ding Dazhong answered and continued to serve the porridge.

"Then I'll bring it to her?"

"Go and let her eat when she wakes up."

Rub rub rub

The wooden stairs made people feel that they would collapse in an instant. Ding Dazhong wiped the sweat on his forehead. As expected, he was not a family. If he didn't enter a door, even going up the stairs was a rhythm.

Soon, there was a noisy voice upstairs. Ding Dazhong stood at the entrance of the stairs and looked up. Lin Ruicheng was standing at the door of the room, with a tray in his left hand, two books in his armpit, a pillow between his legs, a fish in his right arm and an alarm clock

"Yao Yao, calm down and throw it down again. I can't catch it." Another dark shadow flew over. While Lin Ruicheng quickly bit the alarm clock with his mouth, he caught a Winnie bear pen holder on one side of his body.

"Who let you into my house! Get out! Get out! And, who let you wear pants, take them off now! Take them off!"

Lin Ruicheng stood pitifully by the door and looked at Uncle Ding downstairs for help. There was no free place all over his body.

Ding Dazhong went upstairs and helped Lin Ruicheng remove his "bomb". "Come on, give it to me."

Lin Ruicheng has no choice but to hand the tray to Uncle Ding. Yaoyao still refuses to forgive him, but it doesn't matter. He believes that he can let Yaoyao listen to his explanation and forgive him.

Two people went downstairs and ate breakfast. The clear porridge was tasteless, the side dishes were reluctantly, and the egg cake was thick. After eating this, he went upstairs again, put his ear close to the door, tried to eavesdrop on something, and finally failed.

When the door next to the attic was opened, it was the roof. Lin Ruicheng stretched out to the tall and low plants, but the whole person was stunned when he stretched out only half.

Lorimas rose

How can there be flowers of their faith here

By the way, he almost forgot that Yao Yao's mother was Jin Tailong's wife 20 years ago. The photos in the picture frame he saw on his desk in the morning are really the big aunt he met several times when he was a child, that is, the person Dr. Fendi was looking for. So, Yao Yao Yao's mother is the "eyes" left by his adoptive father around Jin Tailong?

There was a sound of opening the door. Lin Ruicheng turned back to the attic and watched Ding Dazhong come out of Ding Xuanyao's room. "Uncle?"

"She doesn't want to see you yet."

"It doesn't matter. I'll explain and apologize to her when she's in a better mood."

"I have told her that someone stole the photo from your mobile phone..."

Lin Ruicheng stared at Ding Dazhong with dark eyes. At this moment, his little heart was more excited than talking about a big business, "what did she say?"

"She wants to be quiet." Ding Dazhong sighed, "give her some time to slow down, not to mention that her reputation has been damaged, her trust in you... This is a serious blow."

"Yes, uncle, I understand. It's my fault." Lin Ruicheng lowered his head. He can imagine how she trusted him and how he disappointed her, let alone her. He was very disappointed in himself.