She had been longing for a great father, but did not expect, gave her too much fear and fear, as well as confusion.
Also once let her think, Jun Xiaoyan brought her happiness.
The scene on the Buddha drying platform Although nothing happened, the impact of the impact is still on Zhuang'er's mind.
She was not touched that day.
[Lord siduolin], is it Jun Xiaoyan or not? Even though he denied it at home the night before yesterday, all the signs show that it's too much like...
"Zhuang'er, I'm not good." South evening owl tightly holding his wife's hand, two people went to that dilapidated abandoned railway station Menglun platform.
The South evening owl took out a paper towel and wiped the seat. They sat down and looked at the snow-white scenery in the hot sun.
They are the only living creatures in the dead ghost town.
"Forget the roaring words of the Lord, and from now on, let me fill your life." Looking into the distance, the owl took his wife's hand and said, "and that man and everything he has nothing to do with our lives."
Min Zhuang'er slightly affected the corners of his lips: but he is my father, and I have blood ties with him.
"South evening owl, turn on the base station communication here. I want to contact Siam Thai." Min Zhuang'er said the point, calm tone, really more mature and stable than before.
It's time for him to meet snowball.
"Well, it's behind the corner, over there." The South evening owl pointed to the defense line of the base station.
Hand in hand, they looked ahead.
Under the scorching sun, min Zhuang'er noticed other buildings.
Min Zhuang'er squints and looks ahead. The heat wave distorts the surface of the earth. There stands a dilapidated red roof and white wall building.
On the other hand, looking at the beautiful side of the ancient and modern style of the southern evening owl, min Zhuang'er asks, "is that where Nu Kang and Shang Xiang of the Mekong river used to live?"
"Yes, I used to go there as a child."
"With Weng Sha?"
"I think so."
"Let's go. Let's turn on the base station signal and take me to see the famous nokang's poison nest." Min Zhuang'er said to the South evening owl with great interest.
"Don't go, that poison nest. It's dirty." The South evening owl objected and said with a frown.
"What can't scare me? Take me to have a look." Wang Xin, the son and daughter of minzhuang, ordered the South evening owl, "if you are there, are you afraid of meeting ghosts?"
"Well, my wife is the oldest. I'll show you." The South evening owl could not resist her, and now she is his day.
What's more, it has been cross examined by the police and there will be no danger.
They got up and went to the villa of nukang on the Mekong River. At the corner of the street, from the old building of Zika, they walked for ten minutes and turned to the old nest of nukang and Shangxiang.
"First of all, if you see any powder or granular drug there, you must not touch it." The South evening owl is worried about seeing drugs. After all, there is a drug nest.
"Don't worry, nanmu owl. Don't treat me as a little girl."
pushing open the two dusty doors, min Zhuang'er saw a living room full of dust. The dust was very thick, and the air was also moldy.
They went in. But it was so dirty that they didn't touch anything.
Looking around, nanmu Xiao recalled that time and told min Zhuang'er some details about Nu Kang and Shang Xiang.
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