"No, everything is fine with the Wu family." Wu said: "the owner is very concerned about the affairs of Z city. It can be seen that the owner cares about you. You should be more careful in Z city."
"Well, good." Wu Er Shao replied, "how is the injury of the third?"
"It's already clean." "The owner sent him to the Huo family in G City," Wu said
"The Huos?" Wu Er is a little surprised.
What do you want to do with the Huo family?
"If you want to know, ask the owner yourself." It's not convenient for Wu Dawang to disclose too much, so he leads the topic away: "how are you, Minya?"
"She..." At the thought of the just big Wulong, Wuer Shao couldn't help but want to laugh, but shook his head and said: "very good, very energetic."
"That's good." "You take care of her first," Wu said
"Yes." Wu Er replied with a little voice: "how about the Jiang family? Are the people of the Jiang family still in the Wu family? "
"The house of the yuan family has been repaired." "It's just that I haven't been able to move in yet, so I stayed in the Jiang family's other residence in Kyoto," Wu said
"All right." Wu Er shouts less.
At this time, someone knocked on the door of Wu Da Shao. Wu Da Shao answered the door and asked, "who?"
When the door was opened, the servant said outside, "master, there is a visitor."
"I see." Wudaoshao responded with a gesture and the servant turned to leave.
"There's something else on my side. I'll get back to you some other day." Said Wu Da Shao.
"Good." Wu er said a little less, just wondering which guest would come to Wu Da Shao when it was so late.
You should know that after wudaoshao was injured and retired to the second tier, few people have come to him.
"Take care of yourself and protect Minya." After telling Wu Er Shao, Wu Da Shao hangs up his mobile phone.
Although he believes that Wu Er Shao and Wu Zimin are not stupid people, he can't help worrying about his younger brother and sister when listening to the old three saying that at the dinner table.
That's why I made a phone call to Wu Er Shao. It's a good time to listen to him. Wu Da Shao is relieved.
Going out of the room, Wu was curious about the visitors.
I was on the phone before, and he didn't ask.
Going out of the room, Wu saw the visitor in the living room.
A small red cape like shawl, white cotton skirt, feet wearing a pair of red shoes.
His hands were on his knees and he sat on the sofa. His big eyes flashed and flickered. He seemed to be waiting for someone. When he saw Wu Da Shao, he showed a smile. There was a shallow gift on his cheek.
"It's you." Wudaoshao nodded at the visitor: "how come you are so late? Do you know the old master of the Jiang family? "
"I know." The girl took the basket next to her and handed it to Wu Da Shao and said, "today, I heard from Grandpa that you are back. I just made some biscuits and brought them to you. Have a taste of my craft."
“……” Although wudaoshao didn't like this kind of biscuit, he took over the girl's bright eyes.
Then stiff raised hand, clumsily in the girl's head not light not heavy clap: "good."
Her cheeks turned red. The girl looked up at Wu Da Shao and was interrupted as soon as she was about to say something.
"Are you coming?" The master of the martial family came down from the upstairs and saw that the little Jiang Meng's eyes were smiling.
As expected, it's still cute.
It's a pity that all the family are men. Don't say that they have a baby to dote on. Then they come to the eldest grandson, who is still single and unmarried. Even his girlfriend doesn't have a baby.
"Master Wu." Seeing the master of the martial family, Jiang Meng's movements were obviously restrained and bowed respectfully with his hands folded in front of him.
"Darling." The head of the Wu family said with a smile, "just heard the call from the head of the Jiang family saying that you are here, and you are here."
"The house was not far away." Jiang mengshuang said, "I came by car, very soon."
"Yes." The head of the martial arts family asked Jiang's family how they were. He said he was tired. He only asked Wu Da Shao to take care of Jiang mengshuang and went back to his room.
"Walk slowly, Master Wu." Jiang Meng said respectfully.
After the master of the martial arts left, Jiang mengshuang was more natural. She sat on the sofa and whispered something about the school to Wu Da Shao.
"Mr. Wu didn't come back, nor did Shen Xiangyang." "Everyone is guessing what happened to them," said Wu
"There's something about your martial arts teacher." "I'll be back soon," Wu said
"The substitute teacher is very strict. Although it's not bad, we all like Mr. Wu better." Jiang mengshuang said, "I've been very good recently, and I've done my homework well."
"Yes." Wu Dawang raised his hand and clapped Jiang Meng's head clumsily like praise.
"Haha." Jiang Meng's cheeks are crimson, and he looks at Wu Da Shao with a sweet smile."Cough." With a light cough, wudaoshao doesn't know how to do it.
He's not very good at dealing with relationships, let alone dealing with dolls now.
He was always afraid that when he patted Jiang Meng's two heads, he would accidentally use a lot of strength. With a little strength, such a small cerebellum bag melon seed might be pinched and exploded. If he really hit it hard, it would not be like knocking on a watermelon?
That's not going to work.
Sitting beside Jiang mengshuang, Wu Da Shao listened patiently to Jiang mengshuang talking about the school.
After yawning, Jiang Meng said that he was tired.
"Sleepy?" Asked Wu Da Shao.
"No." Jiang Meng hurriedly waved.
“……” Wu Da shaodun said, "I'll pour you a cup of hot milk and taste your biscuits together."
"Good!" Jiang Meng's spirits seemed to come again, smiling: "then I will take out the biscuit."
Wudaoshao gets up and goes to the direction of the kitchen. When he brings out the heated milk, Jiang mengshuang is asleep on the sofa.
At the age of eight or nine, a small group huddled on the sofa like a lost cat with no sense of security.
Seeing that the servant wanted to wake her up kindly, wudaoshao took a forbidden action and let the servant quit.
Walking to the edge of the sofa, Wu Da Shao takes a look at the small biscuits spread out on the tea table and squats down.
The biscuit is not exquisite, but it seems to him that it is similar to the one sold outside.
He put out his hand and took a small biscuit, which was a little hard and sweet.
He never liked to eat such a thing.
His eyes moved to the sleeping Jiang Meng's faces, and major general Wu held them up and said, "prepare the car."
"Yes." The servant answered.