Since being adopted by the female president

Chapter 110
In the morning, the first ray of sunlight shines through the gaps in the curtains to the head of the bed. The aunt pushing the breakfast cart has already arrived at the gate of the community. The small pot of warm milk and soy milk is steaming with white mist. Many people are also opened in her anticipation. Eye.

"Well……"

A certain child woke up in a daze.

He had a dream last night. He dreamed that he was chased and chased by a boa constrictor, and finally he was caught up and entangled. At the moment when it slowly shrank its body, the child surnamed Zhang felt more and more difficult to breathe, and then woke up .

"..."

It turns out that

Dreams are subject to external stimuli and changes.

At this very moment, there was a round and slender leg straddling the entire bed, and the calf was accidentally curled up on his body.

Zhang Fanruo was so annoyed,
Looking at the culprit again, Mo Wanggui was like a maggot, dragged the quilt to his body overnight, his whole body was still reclined, and he was about to roll on the ground.

This is outrageous too!

Zhang Fanruo looked at that black silk leg, and felt that it had completely lost the allure of last night in his eyes. It was beautiful, but it was also kind of hateful. Why the hell did you hook me up? !
Snapped--

He patted it lightly, then moved his legs away, dressed and got out of bed angrily, and came downstairs after washing up.

It was only past seven in the morning.

The living room was very deserted, Qin Wantai seemed to have not woken up yet, Zhang Fanruo hesitated for a while, opened the door to the courtyard, and the fresh and cool air hit his face, his whole spirit was shaken.

When I grow up, I have to get up early and run.

While Zhang Fanruo was thinking, he dragged his slippers to the edge of the stream, and dipped his hands into the clear water. The cool water flowed through his fingers like an invisible and tolerant hand intertwined with his fingers.

"Fanwei, what are you doing?"

Hearing the sound from outside, Zhang Fanruo looked outside the guardrail of the flower garden and saw Aunt Li smiling at him with breakfast in her hand: "Don't play with the water, do you hear me? I saw Sister Qin when I was shopping just now. Watch out for her coming back to spank your ass."

Zhang Fanruo subconsciously pulled his hand out of the water.

"That's right."

Aunt Li smiled and took a step forward: "I haven't woken up as I wished, Auntie went back first, remember to ask Sister Qin to bring you to Auntie's house to play when you have time in the afternoon."

"..."

Zhang Fanruo watched her leave.

nasty woman,
To actually use Qin Wantai to suppress him, he, Zhang, is an indomitable man, would he be afraid of her?

Zhang Fanruo angrily inserted his hand back into the water.

"..."

A little cool.

He withdrew his hand and came to the edge of the flowerbed inexplicably disappointed. The rose season was growing just right, and dewdrops could be seen on the branches, leaves and petals in the morning, all of them were bright and beautiful, and looked very gratifying.

Just a little less than the beginning.

After all, every time he saw He Chan these two times, he would be blackmailed for a flower. Together with He Qingshu Mo Wanggui, the pressure these roses faced was not small.

"Come on..."

He touched the leaves of a rose plant and encouraged him: "Grow more next year, or I'm afraid it won't be enough."

"..."

This time the emotion from Rose is no longer a faint joy and intimacy, but a little trembling.

This year,
Do you have to work so hard to make a flower?

"Hey, life is like a sea of ​​bitterness, you and I are just trying to cross it." Zhang Fanruo persuaded it, shaking his head, a thought suddenly popped up in his heart.

Why not shovel these flowers?
After shoveling cabbage, lettuce, tomatoes, and green onions, not only can you test your skills at close range, but you don’t need to buy vegetables in the future.

As soon as this idea came out, the rose under the fingers felt panic, and a desire to grow hard also spread to Zhang Fanruo's heart along with the fingertips.

can,

Isn't that all right?

Zhang Fanwei smiled and withdrew his hand. He is not a devil, so he is naturally willing to give these little flowers a chance. Besides, it was Qin Wantai who planted him after all, so he does not look at the face of the monk but the face of the Buddha...

creak-

The courtyard door was pushed open from the outside, and a lazy woman with no makeup on came in carrying steamed buns and fritters, her face was still a little lazy, and she let out a long yawn as soon as she entered the door.

"what--"

The slut is about to come in,

Suddenly he turned his head with a feeling, and saw the cute child in front of the flower garden who was trying to reduce his sense of existence.

"Ha ha."

Qin Wantai, who was a bit sloppy in appearance, walked cheerfully to the flower garden, and then put his arms around him suddenly: "Look what I caught? It's strange, not only flowers can grow in the flower garden, but also children."

"..."

Zhang Fanruo wrinkled his face and pulled her hand: "Aunt Qin, don't hug her in the morning, it's very hot!"

That excuse is pretty lame.

The smile on Qin Wantai's face gradually disappeared: "Then tell auntie, what do you want to do in front of the flower garden? Do you want to steal flowers and give them to other aunties?"

"..."

Zhang Fanruo smelled jealousy from this sentence.

It's not ordinary jealousy, it's that kind of old vinegar.

"No."

He turned his head and looked up at her with a small face: "I want to take good care of these flowers so that Aunt Qin can have a good mood every morning when I go out and see them."

Qin Wantai chuckled.

A child's mouth, a deceitful ghost.

She's not the little girl she was a month ago, and she's become more pragmatic after experiencing the hurtful truth.

"I do not believe."

She squatted down, determined to fight a protracted battle: "Unless you prove it to Auntie."

"..."

Zhang Fanruo looked at her with disdain.

That's it.

Let her wish come true.

Zhang Fanruo closed his eyes, forced himself to kiss her forehead, but was stopped by a hand halfway.

"This child, please respect yourself."

Opening his eyes, Qin Wantai's face was solemn: "I am a high-ranking civil servant with integrity, you have been suspected of bribery, do you know that?"

"..."

Zhang Fanruo looked at Qin Wantai who suddenly became serious, his eyes were as incredible as seeing a wolf that would not eat sheep.

Aunt Qin, you have changed!

He didn't want to entangle her any longer, and turned to leave, but Qin Wantai hugged her tightly, swearing that she would not give up until she reached her goal.

"Aunt Qin, what are you doing?"

"..."

Zhang Fanruo's helplessness did not return, Qin Wantai stared at him without saying a word.

Understood,
This is a subject.

Zhang Fanruo quickly turned his brain, and after a while, the light bulb in his head lit up, then he stretched out his little hand, knocked off a little bit of eye feces from the corner of Qin Wantai's eyes, and put his fingertips in front of her: "Aunt Qin, morning!" You didn't wash your face clean."

"..."

Qin Wantai's face gradually turned ferocious.

"Take off your pants!"

"why?"

"What do you say?"

Qin Wantai smiled and rolled up her sleeves, showing her pale wrists: "Auntie thinks that other children should have childhood experiences, and you should have them too."

Zhang Fanwei didn't dare to get any more skinny.

He looked back at the bunch of roses with regret, and then held back his guilt and left a bright red flower with dewdrops on it to Qin Wantai.

"Aunt Qin, this is for you."

The sweetness of his small mouth doubled: "This flower is the most beautiful, and it is most worthy of Aunt Qin."

Qin Wantai smiled with satisfaction.

Smelly boy, his head turns quite fast.

She took the flower and put it to her nose and sniffed it. The scent of the flower was refreshing, and her already good mood suddenly became happy.

"Yes, Not Bad."

The female cadre put away the rose and continued to put on a straight face: "What else? Hurry up, I'm waiting."

"..."

Zhang Fanruo stared blankly.

Qin Wantai touched her lips with her fingertips, and said with a smile: "After a boy gives a girl flowers, if the other party accepts it, he will give it a kiss, don't you know?"

"Aunt Qin, you already..."

"Ok?"

Qin Wantai narrowed his eyes dangerously: "What have I done? Come on, Zhang Fanruo, please speak carefully."

"..."

How dare Zhang Fanruo.

He is just a four-year-old child, he has no ability to resist, and he is destined not to escape Qin Wantai's clutches.

boo——

He kissed Qin Wantai's forehead.

Satisfied, the aunt bully stood up and took him back to the house for dinner. At this time, Mo Wanggui also changed his clothes and came down, but he didn't wear the black silk he had before.

"I'm going to work."

After eating, Mo Wanggui took out the car keys, walked to the door and turned to Zhang Fanwei expectantly, "If you have something to do, or you miss me, you can call or text me."

It has been a month since Zhang Fanruo came home.

But the call records and text messages between the two are pitifully small, and she also wants to be like Bai Xiaoli, who sends fifty or sixty text messages to each other every day! !
"Goodbye, Sister Mo."

Zhang Fanwei smiled warmly: "I will definitely call you if something happens."

If it's okay, it will definitely not be called.

Mo Wanggui, who didn't know what the child was thinking, came to the garage contentedly, and the moment he touched the steering wheel of the Mercedes-Benz, his heart suddenly felt sad.

Damn, I really don't want to go to work.

She is like a middle-aged social animal who is not understood by her family, loitering in the car for a long time and not wanting to take the first step.

That's all, resignation.

Mo Wanggui put down his phone, and drove to work with tears in his eyes.

8:53
Mo three years old: (╥﹏╥)
At home, Zhang Fanruo, who was about to go out with Qin Wantai, received a text message. He thought it was from Bai Youli when he saw the text, but he was stunned when he saw the note.

Don't forget to return, what's the matter?
Don't take the initiative to send a message, but still so handsome.

Maybe this is the contemporary young man, and he also turned on the keyboard to join in.

8:55
Fan Baobao: What happened to Sister Mo^-^

Fan Baobao: Aunt Qin and I are getting ready to go out.

At this moment, Tianxiang Building, a conference room on the 29th floor.

The person in charge of the subsidiary company is explaining this month's traffic distribution and new registrations in front of the screen, and the two rows of the huge conference table are full of middle and senior managers of the department.

On the boss' chair directly opposite the person in charge, Mo Wanggui's slightly thin body was framed inside, listening with a small expressionless face, looking down at the detailed running water and platform data in the folder from time to time.

Many youth managers looked up at her from time to time.

If you want to talk about why you choose this company, besides the reasonable salary and blue ocean in the field, another important reason is that the boss is young and beautiful.

Who can not have a dream?

hum-

The sound of the mobile phone vibrating on the table came, and everyone looked at the source of the sound, wanting to see who would dare to be so presumptuous in front of the boss, and then saw the woman at the end of the conference table raised her head.

"Look at the text message, it's okay, you can continue talking."

"Alright, Mr. Mo."

"..."

Everyone returned to calm.

There are also bold ones who quietly turned their heads to look over, only to see the boss and goddess Mo Zong holding a mobile phone and pressing the keyboard expressionlessly.

Who is it?customer?
……

At the same time, the Mo family.

9:12
Mo three years old: ()
Mo Sansui: It's so hard to talk at work, and I'm sleepy when I listen to others.

Mo Sansui: I still want to listen to stories at night (-)
"..."

In the car, the corners of Zhang Fanruo's mouth twitched.

Good guy, now I don't even wear clothes.

"Weak."

Qin Wantai at the front glanced at the car's interior mirror: "Bring your mobile phone. Auntie will have to leave after she takes you there. She will pick you up in the afternoon. Remember to call Auntie if you have anything to do."

"it is good!"

Zhang Fanruo raised his head after replying to the message.

There is still a bit of anticipation in my heart. If medicine has a history, then today is Zhang, a legend in the medical field in the future, officially embarking on the first step on the road of great medicine!
Grandpa Qian, here I come!
……

An old-fashioned neighborhood with no elevators.

Early in the morning, Dr. Qian would get up and rummage through the storage room. After decades of medical practice, he has always maintained a good habit, which is to take notes.

Since he was admitted to university and started to prepare for treating diseases and saving lives, his textbooks and diary are full of dense sentiments, key points, especially after retirement, it is not uncommon for him to write thousands of words a day when he is in a good mood.

Ordinary people only know that he is an expert in the field of pediatric diseases. When he was young, he performed flying knives all over the country and gave medical lectures abroad. But only when he comes to this storage room can others know how he got all this.

Dozens of sealed cardboard boxes are neatly arranged in several stacks. The least number of stacks are his college textbooks and diaries, and the rest are divided every ten years. From textbooks, cut-out periodicals to diaries, This represents his whole life, and it is also the inheritance he had expected.

Originally, he was thinking that in a few years, he would give all these things to some of his students, but the appearance of Zhang Fanwei made him see a person who would pass on what he had learned in his life, and was even better than blue. Chance.

disciple.

This may be a bit pedantic and out of date vocabulary, but it is the deepest feeling buried in the heart of Old Doctor Qian along the way.

"Why are you packing these up!"

The wife walked in and looked at him angrily: "The child is only so old, and I don't know any words, how can I understand your bibles!"

Old Doctor Qian grinned happily.

"I'll clean up first."

While smiling, he never forgot to tell his wife Anli Zhang Fanwei: "You will know that child when you see him. He is obedient and sensible. He is full of intelligence. He is extraordinary when he grows up. He will definitely take over my mantle." go down!"

Song Jiahui shook her head helplessly.

A child thinks about it as soon as he thinks about it. How can he really like studying medicine when he grows up?It's bitter, her wife was going bald before finishing college, it's so idealistic, isn't it good to be a junior?It's not that complicated.

bang bang bang-

There was a knock on the door.

"Jiahui, go out and open the door to see if they are here."

"I heard it!"

Song Jiahui put on a smile and opened the door, then pulled her face suddenly: "What are you doing here?"

(End of this chapter)