Chapter 592

"Ma!" With a clear and loud mother, Wen Yu raised her head in an instant, saw her son approaching slowly, and stood up with a mother like smile on her face, "son, are you back?"

Miao Xiaohui, who was left on the sofa, had no love for life. "Grandma, can you care about my feelings a little bit?"

However, due to the presence of her son, she swallowed this sentence. Her son finally came back, but she couldn't be angry.

This heartless smelly boy, now to this smelly girl than her mother!

"Granny ~" pursed her lips, pulled her arm and swayed it back and forth. The coquettish appearance made people powerless to resist.

Tang Shaofeng couldn't help but look up the corner of his mouth, and then said, "Mom, Xiaohui has brought you a gift. Do you want to have a look?"

From the bottom of my heart, Wen Yu, who was prejudiced against this girl, blurted out: "what good thing can she bring me?"

Miao Xiaohui was not happy immediately after hearing this. She said, "you haven't seen it yet. How do you know it's not a good thing?"

Wen Yu didn't stare at her angrily, "I'm not rare if I don't look at it!"

Just a minute later, Wen Yu sees Miao Xiaohui's elegant silk scarf, which is a famous brand of silk fabric. Her eyes are straight.

"How are you, pretty?" Miao Xiaohui chuckles with a small expression and draws a silk scarf around her neck.

Due to face problems, although the heart itches to see, but it is hard to say: "there are a lot of these things in the coat and hat room of my building, nothing strange."

There are a lot of them in the cloakroom upstairs, but there is no one like this landscape painting in her hand.

"Well, I don't think it's unusual. My uncle Feng didn't recommend me to buy this one." Disdainfully, he threw the precious silk scarf into the sofa, and then turned to the servant with another exquisite gift bag in his hand.

Do not give up the eyes toward the scarves were thrown in the sofa to see and see, Wen Yu in the bottom of my heart straight scold smelly girl is the black sheep thing.

The next second, the wool group of a foreign brand with moderate thickness and colorful colors came out of the gift bag. Wen Yuli immediately stepped forward and said in surprise, "it's very difficult to buy this brand of wool. How do you buy it?"

Nowadays, there are fewer people weaving scarves by hand, so it's almost a problem to buy some wool with good handle and quality. There are some poor quality toys sold in the shopping malls outside to make fun of junior and senior high school students, which are not what she wants at all.

So because she didn't have the right wool, she hadn't sat down to knit a scarf for a long time.

Now, seeing all kinds of colorful threads in front of her, she seems to be alive again except for surprise.

"What grandma likes, I have to buy even if I have to work hard!" Looking at granny Tang's surprised expression, Miao Xiaohui could not close her mouth happily. It was not in vain to let Fang Yanyan's aunt mail it back from abroad.

"You smelly girl and snacks!" Even if the heart has already been happy, the mouth is still unforgiving, can say this sentence has been very good.

Miao Xiaohui doesn't care about this with her. She shoves the gift bag into her, claps her hands, looks at the touching picture on the TV screen, and says triumphantly, "even I can get the finale of the TV play you watched."

Wen Yu held the wool ball in her arms, and the whole person was shocked, staring at a pair of unbelievable eyes, "you... What do you say?"

Miao Xiaohui immediately stepped forward, held her arm and asked her to sit down. Then she explained, "you must be very tired chasing dramas every day, right?"

Although Wen Yu didn't speak, she could see the answer from her face.

Continue to smile: "I can let you a day's time to see all the plot behind."

"Really?" These days, she is struggling to catch up with the drama. Every day, she is looking forward to the broadcast time. Now this smelly girl has vowed to tell her that she can watch it all at once. Can she not be happy?

"Of course it's true. I always mean what I say. Don't you believe me, uncle Feng?" Proud small expression toward Tang Shaofeng look in the past, Tang Shaofeng smile some helpless, really don't know how long this girl's likable character is.

As soon as Wen Yu saw that her son, who had been paralyzed all the year round, was laughing, she immediately came up with strength, "OK, don't talk nonsense, help me find it."

Miao Xiaohui picked up the remote control on the coffee table and squeezed her eyebrows toward uncle Feng with a proud face. Then she logged in to her account of a video website on TV, and all the hot TV sets could see the ending.

Wen Yu's eyes are dull when she looks at the TV screen where she can see the finale of the play she is chasing. After watching TV for most of her life, she doesn't even know that there is such an operation?

"Here, take your time. As for my grandfather, I've brought him four treasures of study."

Holding on to the remote control, Wen Yu didn't care so much. She pointed to the direction of the study upstairs and said, "that old thing is in the study. It doesn't come out for a day. I don't know what to do in it?"

"I'll go up and find out for you." With a mysterious smile, Miao Xiaohui stands up, takes the four treasures of the study from the servant, and goes upstairs.

Sitting in the sofa, Tang Shaofeng didn't follow up, because he knew the little girl could handle it by herself.

Wen Yu, who is watching TV seriously, does not forget to care about her son. "Is the company busy these days? You see, you're losing weight again. "

"Not bad." Tang Shaofeng had few words with his parents. Sometimes he didn't even know how to communicate. After saying two words, he felt that he was too indifferent. After thinking about it, he added: "Xiaohui and I plan to stay at home for a few days."

"Oh! Well Wen Yu, who is absorbed in watching TV series, doesn't react at first. When she reacts, she stares at him with frightened eyes.

Nervous asked: "son, is something wrong?"

Tang Shaofeng said, "nothing happened. I just want to stay at home for a while, and I want to eat your food."

After listening to her son's words, Wen Yu burst into tears. She was excited and incoherent. "Son, I didn't expect that you would miss your mother's cooking..."

Tang Shaofeng saw that although they bickered, they got along with each other a lot. Naturally, they were relieved and stood up smartly, "I'll go upstairs and I'll see my father. If you have something, please call me."

Seeing her son's change today, Wen Yu was both happy and excited, "OK, OK, you two have a common topic. You talk, you talk!"

Seeing her son go upstairs, Wen Yu breaks away and Miao Xiaohui embraces her arm. Her face shows no respect for her, and her tone of speaking is even more undisguised. "I tell you, don't think I'll like you if you do this. I don't like you since the first time you enter the house..."

Listen to such vicious words, Miao Xiaohui is not angry, but smile heartless, arms in his arms, squinting at her eyes.

"It's OK. I'll make you like me one day." With that, Miao Xiaohui sat down on the sofa. The TV turned on a little louder. She picked up the big apple in the fruit basket and began to nibble.

Wen Yu's face was bulging. In fact, she should have left in a rage. However, when she saw the scene of men and women crying on the TV screen, she felt as if she had been nailed and couldn't walk.

Simply can not manage so much, just sit down in the sofa, staring at the TV picture and began to sob.

In fact, Miao Xiaohui doesn't like watching these bloody TV sets at all, but in order to get in touch with her grandmother, she has to sit here and watch them carefully.

Yes, it's serious. It's not fake.

Because of the need of the pull in relationship, she has to find out what the bloody play says so that she can discuss with grandma.

Just as she was watching, the crying granny Tang suddenly said, "how touching

Since grandma said that, how could she not cry? She immediately started to cry, "well, it's touching. I didn't expect that they were brothers and sisters!"

"Yes, it's pathetic“

The two of them even had a chat with each other in this way, and they were even more energetic.

When Tang Shaofeng came down from the stairs again, the two men who had just been incompatible with each other went from a comrade in arms in the trench, and even no one spoke to him.

Conscious of being ignored and boring, he hid under the umbrella on the lawn in the backyard, comfortably laid down on the chair, and then took out his mobile phone to browse the financial statements of the company in recent days.

Just when he was serious, a call came in from his mobile phone.

It was ah zhe who called. He took a look and immediately answered, "what's the clue?"

Although he has been back from the countryside for two days, he has never relaxed his concern for the disaster area and the victims. All the time, the telephone remote control over there, big and small affairs let a zhe report to him, the most important thing is about the little baozi lost in Yancun. He always felt that it was aimed at the steamed stuffed buns, so these days, he also asked a Zhe to send someone to check it.

"The surveillance video of Yancun expressway has been transferred. A black Volkswagen with license plate of Hai a798l once entered the direction of Yancun." Ah zhe reports truthfully.

The cold and solemn facial features are full of cold light, and the eyes that are slightly narrowed are full of determination. The tone is cold and heartless: "did you check that car?"

"It has been checked. It's a registered vehicle, but relevant personnel have been arranged to select from the same model. I believe the result will come soon."

"Keep your eyes on me, and let me know if you have any information." Black eyes exude a dangerous light, the voice is a little colder.

Ah zhe answered, and then hung up the phone. Lying on the chair, he had a cold face, his eyes were like a fierce beast, and his hand holding the mobile phone tightly was blue. He wanted to crush the thin mobile phone.

He said that someone's idea of beating his steamed stuffed bun is undoubtedly to seek death!

Even if he digs three feet, he will find out the man, not to mention cramps and skin picking, which will never make him feel better!

"Uncle Feng, why are you here? Let me find you. " Not far away came the voice of small steamed stuffed bun complaining. He suddenly raised his head and saw standing in the sun with one hand covering his forehead to see his small steamed bun.

The gloomy mood on his face was swept away. He sat up slightly and waved to the steamed stuffed bun not far away: "what can I do for you?"

Xiaobaozi ran towards him quickly. Without stopping the car, he threw himself into his arms and pressed him into the rest chair.