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Lin Xiaoxiao was surprised at the speech. Does Sister Li know about it? Is

"Why, he called home?" She took off her coat and hung up the hanger.

"I'm worried. You too. " Sister Li said, and glared at her with reproachful eyes. Then she said, "are you hungry? Why don't I go and cook a bowl of noodles for you now? "

"No, no, I'm not hungry. I'm so sleepy that I go back to my room and have a rest. " Where can Lin Xiao eat? He shook his head and said, "Sister Li, go back to your room and have a rest."

Lin Xiaoxiao goes back to the master bedroom, washes well, lies on the bed and picks up the mobile phone. When I opened the call records, I found that Jin Beichuan had made more than ten calls since 9:30, but she didn't receive one.

No wonder that man was so angry just now. She did not expect that he would call. This man goes abroad to work. How can he be so idle? So many phone calls? Basically every ten minutes.

Originally, Lin Xiao wanted to make a point to go back and comfort him. However, when the man heard her soft voice, he must be high spirited and ordered. Think about it. Forget it.

I can't help him. I have to hang him. Let him know that he is also a man of temper!

He put down his cell phone and covered his head with quilt. Lin Xiaoxiao closed his eyes and slept comfortably.

Jin's private hospital.

I didn't see him the other night. Lin Xiao's face was much worse than yesterday's.

Uncle long poured tea. Lin Xiaoxiao took it politely and said, "thank you, uncle long."

Uncle long nodded, his eyes drooped. Looking at the little adult in front of him, he put his hand into his hair and gently rubbed it back and forth. He asked, "little devil, what do you want to drink?"

Dabao didn't like to be called like this. It seemed that he was very small and didn't understand. He small mouth a pocket, discontented way: "I don't call a kid, I'm a man."

"Oh! You're a man when you're so young? " Uncle long looked as like as two peas love when he was a kid in Beichuan.

The little guy's face was very serious. He shook his head and said: "reason is not in his voice. Heroes, big or small! When I grow up, I have to be a man of achievements, not a man of mediocrity. "

This speech, said in the indoor per capita is a Leng.

Lin Xiaoxiao is not so bad. Over the years, she has been used to Dabao. Sometimes she speaks with a certain style. But long Shufeng and Jin Zhenfeng are different, especially Jin Zhenfeng. It's like picking up a baby.

He beckoned to Uncle long to bring the child to him.

The little guy stood by Jin Zhenfeng's bed, full of milk, but without losing respect, he called out: "great grandfather."

"Well, that's good!" Jin Zhenfeng reached out and touched the little guy's head. He really likes this little man more and more. People say that the old people will like it every other generation, but Jin Zhenfeng and Dabao are not just one generation apart.

It was the second time we met, but he was shocked to find that he liked Dabao more than his grandson Jin Beichuan. He firmly believed that this boy was definitely the blood of their Jin family.

Just because of this powerful genetic gene, this appearance and unyielding character, the old man is very happy. With a loving smile, he said to Dabao, "my child, my grandfather will give you something, OK?"

The little guy nodded, "thank you, granddad."

Jin Zhenfeng said. "How can you know that you like it before your grandfather says what to give you? And he said, "thank you."

Dabao said seriously, "granddad is an elder. No matter what he gives Dabao, it comes from his love for Dabao. Dabao can accept anything. "

Smell speech, Jin Zhen amorous feelings can't help but put up a thumb, toward Lin Xiaoxiao satisfaction nod, "Lin wench, you are really instructive! Dabao has been cultivated like this in your hands. Thank you for everyone

When did Lin Xiao receive such praise? Around her, there were those people's doubts, contempt and coldness about Dabao's life experience. Jin Zhenfeng's love for Dabao is undoubtedly the highest honor for their mother and son!

She modest smile, said: "grandfather, you flatter."

Jin Zhenfeng's face is full of love, and his face is carved with powder and jade. The boy's eyebrows are very good, just like Jin Beichuan's when he was a child. He must be more handsome than he is when he grows up.

His eyes did not shift, but he said to Longyan: "a Yan, go and get what I have prepared."

Lin Xiaoxiao is stunned. What are you ready for? What is it. Is it a gift for Dabao? Because he didn't know what it was, Lin Xiaoxiao was afraid that it was very important and valuable. That would bring bad influence to Dabao. "Grandfather, I really don't need it," she said

Long Yan is also Zheng Zheng, eyebrows slightly a Cu, worried way: "old man, you really plan?""If you want to get it, you can get it. Go on." The old man saw that his face was hesitant. He couldn't help staring at him, and his tone was warm and angry.

"Yes." Longyan see the old man seems to be angry, busy nod should come down. Turn around and walk inside.

Lin Xiaoxiao is very curious. What is it, so mysterious? Even the expression on Uncle Long's face changed.

She would like to explore the opening to ask the next Jin Zhenfeng master, what is going to send things in the end.

However, I saw the old man and Dabao talking over there. They were very happy. He couldn't get in at all. Let's just let it go. Let's see what Longyan will take out.

After a while, he saw that there were more delicate things like sandalwood boxes in Longyan's hands and came out from inside. He went to Jin Zhenfeng and held him respectfully in front of him. "This is what you want, old man."

"Well, put it down." Jin Zhen didn't lift his head and nodded faintly.

Er Qing, he said to Dabao with a smile: "Dabao, tell granddad, what do you like?"

Dabao shriveled his mouth, thought about it, and quickly replied: "airplane model, car model, tank model, cannon, sniper gun..."

Listening to the series of things listed by his son, Lin Xiaoxiao only felt that there was a full black line. I'm just glad that my son has grown up and become sensible. And these things that he put forward in his mouth seem to be little ghosts.