Rebirth of Hong Kong 1981

"It wasn't intentional, it was intentional."

"No, and it wasn't intentional."

"Oh, I know, you must be"

"Brother, hug" At this moment, the little girl in the beauty's arms suddenly opened her hands and stretched out towards Boss Yang.

"Hug?" Yang Chen looked at the little girl dressed like a little princess in the beauty's arms, with a dazed expression on his face.

"Brother Hug" the little girl looked at Boss Yang expectantly.

Seeing this, Yang Chen glanced at the beauty, seeing that she didn't stop her, so he stretched out his hand and hugged the little girl, pinched her juicy face, and asked: "Little girl, what's your name? How old are you? "

"I'm not called little girl, I'm called Sissy, and I'm three years old this year."

Seeing that the little girl was articulate and not afraid of strangers at all, Boss Yang suddenly became interested, "Qiqian, didn't your mother tell you that children can't just talk to strangers?"

"Brother is not a stranger"

"Why? Do you know me?"

"Well, our family has a picture of my brother."

"Nani" Boss Yang was confused again. Seeing the little girl's pretty face, he couldn't help thinking, 'Is it because I have been separated for many years and wandered outside...'

At this time, Qianqian's mother said, "Mr. Yang, I'm sorry, our family, Qianqian, likes listening to your songs very much."

"Hey, did you recognize me?"

"Wait, what are you talking about? Your Sissy?"

"Is this little girl your child?" Boss Yang looked at the beautiful woman in front of him with a look of astonishment on his face. Just now he thought she was the little girl's sister, but he didn't expect it to be...

The little girl hugged Boss Yang's neck, and reminded her seriously in a childlike voice: "Sissy is not a girl, but Sissy is a baby."

Seeing Boss Yang's reaction, the beauty understood what he meant, nodded awkwardly and said, "Yes, Qianqian is my daughter."

Boss Yang took a serious look at the beauty, and finally showed a regretful expression, shaking his head and saying, "It's a pity."

The beauty seemed to understand what Boss Yang meant by the pity, her pretty face blushed immediately, and she didn't dare to stare at Boss Yang anymore.

When Lan Meiren and others saw him, they all turned their heads and pretended not to know Boss Yang, feeling speechless for a while.

"Sissy, come down and hug me."

"No, I want my brother to hug me."

"Be obedient, come down quickly."

"I won't..." The little girl hugged Boss Yang's neck tightly, and refused to come down without saying anything, and didn't even look at her mother.

"Forget it, I'll hold her, it's not too heavy anyway." Yang Chen saw that the little girl in his arms seemed to rely on him, so he didn't care. In a few months, his child was about to be born, so Practice it in advance.

Holding the little girl, Yang Chen suddenly thought of something, so he couldn't help but ask the little girl: "By the way, Qianqian, what's your name?"

The little girl bit her finger and said, "Sissy is called Sissy!"

Boss Yang: "..."

Sissy's mother said, "Cissy's name is An Feng, An of peace, the wind of scenery."

"An Feng?" Yang Chen frowned slightly when he heard the name, with an unnatural trace of regret on his face.

Originally, he was still full of luck for himself, and met the legendary fairy sister. He thought that the little girl's surname was An, and her name was like a boy's name.

An and Liu didn't have the same horoscope, they were so far apart, it seems that the other party only had the same nickname, thinking that the first generation of Xiaolongnv was already giving birth to a baby for herself, if Chen Yulian gave birth to a girl, or just use the same nickname Sissy got it.

The child of the little dragon girl is the little little dragon girl...

Chapter 1082 Peanut and Melon Seed Eight-Treasure Congee, Beer, Drink and Mineral Water

With a beautiful little girl in his arms, Yang Chen didn't even bother to watch those old grandmas practice Tai Chi.

In the 90s, with the release of a series of martial arts movies such as Shaolin Temple and Huo Yuanjia, the inland martial arts fever reached its peak.

It is no exaggeration to say that these days, from high-ranking officials to ordinary people, if you don't know how to master the kung fu left by your ancestors, you will be ashamed to call yourself a descendant of the dragon.

It's hard to imagine that decades later, Chinese martial arts will be lonely, and various masters will make a fool of themselves, and the second and fifth boys will crack down on fakes, etc., which will bring martial arts down from the altar.

What is fake by foreigners is also true, and what is true by our own people is also fake.

Of course, the saddest thing is those taekwondo gyms all over the country, stick taekwondo, kicking a few thin pieces of wood like paper, even if it is a symbol of a master, a master, a master.

Prosperity must decline, nothing else.

Looking at the spectacular scene of the old aunts playing Tai Chi below, Prince Hassar couldn't bear it anymore, "Yang, you know kung fu, can you teach me."

Yang Chen asked suspiciously: "What are you learning this for?"

Prince Hassar said with a silly smile: "It feels quite powerful."

Yang Chen shook his head and said: "No matter how skilled you are, you are still afraid of kitchen knives. Ten years of hard work can't stop a single bullet. It's useless if you learn it."

"Besides, do you think I have free time? Don't you know that I earn 10,000+ every minute, how much less money will I earn in a day? How many things will be delayed?"

When Prince Hassar heard this, his head was covered with black lines.

This tm is too shocking, and the most important thing is that he is unable to refute. He, a rich prince, is really no different from a beggar in front of Boss Yang.

If it weren't for the friendship they formed in the early years, Prince Hassar might not even have the chance to talk to Boss Yang.

Boss Yang didn't want to teach, and Prince Hassar didn't plan to put on a face. There is no time, and how much is a minute? Those are all nonsense. If you really believe it, then you will be damned.

Peanut and Melon Seed Eight Treasure Porridge

beer drink mineral water

Two familiar slogans sounded in the ears of Mr. Yang

"Sissy, do you want to eat?"

"Brother, Sissi wants to eat a lollipop." Sissy bit her little finger and looked at the small cart not far away with her beautiful eyes.

"Qiqian is good, don't bite your fingers." Yang Chen reached out and took Qianqian's little finger out of his mouth, then turned his head and told Junzi, "Go and buy all the things on that cart."

"Mr. Yang" Qianqian's mother listened and wanted to stop her, but seeing that Boss Yang ignored her at all, she swallowed the words that came to her lips.

I don't know why, maybe it's because I want to be a father. Boss Yang found that he really likes children.