Seeing Dad being beaten, his son smiled indifferently, "Dad tell me a story?"

"Don't you really like my story?"

"I'm really bored. Tell me a story, maybe I'll fall asleep."

"Then I tell you the story of the ugly duck."

"When you hear the name, you know it's Huyou again."

"Then I won't talk, it's a waste of words."

"Speaking, Dad, let's talk, I want to hear."

Jin Qingyan turned off the light and said slowly with his eyes open, "A female duck hatched eggs and hatched six ducklings. One of them was particularly ugly. She crawled out of the shell and was laughed at by the surrounding animals. Consider the shame of the poultry industry, that it is not worthy to be a duck, that the ugly duck is overwhelmed every day, and it is better to die than to die. Everyone laughs at it, even its own mother looks down on it. Grown up. "

"Then it turned into a white swan, didn't it?" Jin Yizhen interposed.

"No." Jin Qingyan continued, "The ugly duck grows up day by day, it finally has the ability to leave the surrounding environment, so it tries to escape, to an environment that it thinks it can adapt to, and also When I met a host who picked it up, the owner circled it, fed it to eat and drink every day, and it was extremely happy, because the owner had a small animal in his house. He could eat and drink without mocking. Life is too wonderful for it. "

"Dad, this ugly duck is so happy."

"Yes, it also considers itself very happy, until the owner finds it is a male duck, will not lay eggs, and sells it to the butcher who kills chickens and kills ducks. It becomes a roasted skin-scorched tender meat Roast duck. "

"..."

"father."

"Ok?"

"I will never listen to your story again."

"Son, society and the world are so realistic. You ca n’t be a useful person and you will be ruthlessly eliminated. This is the truth taught by your father. Haven't heard the most famous saying about hens? One egg a day, The kitchen knife stands back. "

"I see. When I grow up, I want to be a person who won't be eliminated."

An Xiaojing listened quietly to the conversation between her father and son, her mouth slightly raised.

At three o'clock in the morning, the family of three fell asleep, and Jin Yizhen was awoken by the urge to urinate.

Quietly touching the black bed, the little boy half-opened his eyes and went to the bathroom.

This is a terrible place to go to the bathroom. When he comes back, he will no longer be in the middle.

His father held his mother tightly in his arms.

I ca n’t squeeze in if I want to squeeze.

Had to lie silently inside.

When he slept again, the two adults in the bed disappeared. Jin Yichen saw the new clothes on the chair. He picked them up and jumped downstairs.

I saw that Mommy was practicing yoga, but no father.

"Where's Dad?"

"kitchen."

"Wow ..." the little boy hurried to the kitchen, "Dad is actually making breakfast!"

"Your dad would have done it."

"But Dad never did it for me, and it really did." He said outwardly, stepping in and standing beside Jin Qingyan, asking, "Dad, what do you do?"

"Black rice porridge."

"Why don't you make Babao porridge, I don't like to eat black rice."

Jin Qingyan put out the fire, "Apart from black rice, is there anything else you don't want to eat?"

"No."

"Lying," he said lightly. "Dog / **** give you a pot, will you eat?"

The little guy snorted and turned out of the kitchen.

When he was eating, he just drank no porridge and drank a glass of milk.

Looking at his parents, one bowl at a time, "It's dark, like ink."

"We don't think so." Jin Qingyan glanced at him. "You should be born in a mountain village a hundred years ago. You won't be able to eat white noodles, so don't pick them."

"Dad, when you were a kid, did your grandpa hit you?"

"Do not hit."

"I don't believe it," Jin Yichen said resolutely. "Daddy, you have to be beaten as a kid."

"Don't YY, your father and I have grown from excellent to big."

Talking, Father Jin is here.

Jin Yichen quickly asked, "Grandpa, my dad said you never hit him when he was young, is that true?"

Father Jin honestly said, "Oh, your dad hasn't been beaten since he was a kid. He was a kid all day, not as good as you."

Jin Yixuan cast a wink at his dad. "I'm still honest with my grandpa. My dad is so grown up, he's lying, so he won't be ashamed."

Jin Qing's expression remained unchanged. "I don't remember what your grandfather said."

"Why don't you remember?" Father Jin dismantled the stage. "When you were seven years old, you went to dig out the birdhouse and roasted the birds that were specially raised by your neighbor's house to eat meat. You also beat me up. Did you forget?"

Jin Qingyan: "..."

Jin Yizheng didn't think it was too big to see the excitement. "It turned out that my dad was still like this when he was a kid, he was seven years old, and he was digging a bird's nest, which was very childish."

A ray of light flew over, and he stopped short and continued to eat.

"Early in the morning, what's up?" Jin Qingyan looked at his father.

"That ... tight hands."

"How much?" He wiped his mouth slowly.

"five million."

Father Jin was a bit afraid to look at his son after speaking, because it was not long ago that he wanted to spend money. It was not long before.

Jin Qingyan took a two million check from his wallet and handed it to him, "Here."

He took it, and at a glance it was two million, and immediately asked, "I want five million."

"Hold it, don't leave it."

Father Jin then said nothing and closed the check silently.

It didn't take long to sit here before leaving.

Jin Yichen was sent back by Fan Shixin after having breakfast.

——

Lin Shishi pushed open the office door and glanced inside.

Last night, Tuoba Gucheng did not return to his room to sleep, and slept in the study.

As soon as it dawned, she came to take a look and entered the lounge with a strong drink.

She stepped forward, approached the bed, and stared at the camera on the back of the bed.

The camera locked in the safe ...

She bent lightly and took the camera over.

Flip through the albums inside.

Several photos of the woman were found inside.

It looks like a woman is asleep.

The facial features are average and not half-characteristic.

She knew this woman and used to be a bodyguard next to Tuoba Gucheng, called Mu Ning.

A woman who was not dumb but never spoke in front of her.

Don't want to talk to her?

Does this female bodyguard have a special relationship with her husband?

So she never talks to herself?

Looking at the albums, most of them are photos of landscapes or objects, and there are no photos of people.

Lin Shishi carefully looked at the photos of the women and remembered the looks in her heart.

Such a close-up shot, at a glance, Mu Ning was asleep. He took a photo next to him, inexplicably. The insecurities rising in her heart became stronger and stronger, and the sixth sense of a woman has always been accurate.