After the voice was sent, Jiang Chul pursed his satisfied mouth, revealing a shallow pear vortex.
At the beginning of the wind haze, Jiang Che seems to have often used her mobile phone to communicate with Jiang An's video and voice.
Unconsciously, there are thousands of messages in her and Anzhi's chat dialog.
Recently, she has been in frequent contact with Jiang Anzhi, so there are many more contents. But half a year ago, Jiang Che was almost in the maintenance of their wechat windows.
Once again for the children painstakingly feel ashamed, wind LAN early kiss his head.
"Good night, little fishing."
……
At three o'clock in the morning, Jiang Anzhi finished his day's work and was sitting in brother Chen's car to go home. He saw an unread message in Feng Lanchu's dialog box. He quickly went in and heard the sound of good night from Jiang Che's soft Nuo road.
Little brother Chen couldn't help laughing: "I haven't heard Jiang Che's good night voice for a long time. It's so kind."
Jiang Anzhi also smiles gently. In the past, every time he finished work in the middle of the night, he used to rely on Jiang chumeng's good night voice to relieve his tired mind.
"Fishing reminds you from the side that you have a family and you can't forget them." Brother Chen is teasing.
Jiang An Zhi smiles and nods, isn't it? His son is a smart little ghost.
"You let the people in the later group work harder and try to make the MV in these two days."
"All right." Little brother Chen nodded his head like a flow of kindness.
Although the imperial capital in the middle of the night is quieter than in the daytime, there is still a lot of traffic.
After all, the fast pace here makes many people busy with their dreams and careers in the middle of the night.
……
Early the next morning, Feng Lanchu resumed her daily self-discipline.
Get up early, exercise, make breakfast, and then send Jiang Che to school.
Today, Mr. Li saw that Jiang Che was coming down from a white car. He couldn't help wondering.
Not only Xiao Li was puzzled, but also Xiao pangdun was puzzled. He even forgot to cry. He just looked at Jiang Che who got off the car with his endorsement bag strangely.
"Have you changed your father?"
"..." Jiang Che.
"..." Miss Li: bah, you just changed your father.
"..." fat Dun's father impolitely gave little fat Dun some fried chestnuts: "how to talk, smelly boy."
"So... Did your family change?" Little pangdun asked again with his head in his arms.
"Mom sent me today." Jiang Che looks at him like an idiot.
Oh!
Pangdun, pangdun's father and Xiao Li nodded together.
Pangdun: it turns out that Jiang Che has not changed his father! But why not change dad? If only he could change his father to jiangche's house, and let his father beat jiangche every day.
Xiao pangdun's Dad: it's not a car change. The couple's cars are all ordinary. It seems that the jiangche family's financial resources are average. Sure enough, God is fair, gave Jiang Che father handsome appearance, did not give him the ability to make money.
Miss Li: ah, is it teacher Xiaofeng who sent Jiang Che here today? Isn't miss Xiaofeng still climbing the Great Wall the day before yesterday? It seems that it's false news that they are recording variety shows in the imperial capital. The main party has already returned to Huaixiang.
The three have different thoughts, but they always come back with no malice.
Jiang Che looked at the crowd helplessly and patted little fat Dun's shoulder silently: "let's go in."
"I'll see you in the evening." Xiao pangdun spontaneously said goodbye to his father, and then followed Jiang Anzhi into the kindergarten.
Xiao pangdun's father also came back quickly. After saying goodbye to Xiao Li, he enthusiastically devoted himself to his lucrative business.