Nine Thoughts

The knock on the door was not loud, but intermittent, showing the hesitation of the people outside the door.

When Ling Wuqi slammed the door open with a "bang chi", it even surprised the man.

Ling Wuqi frowned, looked at the scruffy little beggar who was only as tall as his waist, and said coldly, "A beggar? I don't have any leftovers at home. I'm going to another house."

"I, I'm looking for someone." The little beggar said timidly, "Excuse me, does Captain An Le'an live here?"

"No."

Ling Wuqi answered.

"But it says 'Anfu' here."

The little beggar pointed to the plaque above his head, "I asked people, and they all said they lived here." Ling Wuqi: ""What kind of plaque is hung on a small household?The adoptive father is really idle!Ling Wuqi silently raised his hand, and the plaque on it suddenly shattered into pieces of wood with a few "clicks" and fell scattered to the ground.

"Where is it written? You read it wrong."

Ling Wuqi said that he was about to close the door, "Go to whoever told you."

The little beggar hurriedly turned his head and shouted at the door next door: "Master, what's going on?" Uncle Zhang next door was sitting on the threshold watching the fun while holding a melon in his hands. Zhang Deboss: "Be good! This An Xiaole is married to some kind of Daluo fairy!" Ling Wuqi: ""It's you again?"Well, you old man Zhang is not finished yet, you will only cause trouble for my An Xiaole! "Tell me what's the matter."

Ling Wuqi said impatiently.

"I, I'm looking for An Le."

The little beggar said, "He is my father."

"What?!" The melon fell from Uncle Zhang's hand.

"Nonsense!" Ling Wuqi said angrily, "How old is An Le? How could there be a child as old as you!" The little beggar said urgently, "It's true!"

"Mother! This is going to be a big deal!" Uncle Zhang jumped up as he said that, his obsessive-compulsive disorder healed without any medicine, and he didn't even pick up watermelons, and the old cold legs healed and disappeared.

Ling Wuqi and the little beggar were left with big eyes.

"What evidence do you have?" Ling Wuqi asked.

"I have a letter from my mother."

The little beggar dug into his bosom as he spoke, and stopped halfway, "No, I can't show it to you. My mother told me, so I can only hand it over to Detective An."

"Love or not."

Ling Wuqi said to close the door again.

An Le came out at this time: "Brother Ling, what's the matter?" The little beggar burst into tears when he heard the voice: "Uncle An is me! Woooooo, I found you!" Anle saw the little beggar at first sight The beggar was a little confused: "Who are you?" The little beggar wiped the tears from his face, and wiped off some dirty dirt, revealing half of his fair face: "Uncle An is me, I am Xiaoxiao! "

"Little? Oh my god, why did you do this?" An Le exclaimed, and hurriedly stepped forward to pull someone into the house, "Hurry up, let's talk about it in the house if there is anything to do."

Ling Wuqi was so angry that his lungs were going to explode: On the third day of marriage, the biological child came to the door and entered the house without explaining?When I'm dead?Anle didn't care about Ling Wuqi at all, she wiped Xiaoxiao's face with a cloth towel, and was busy looking for something to eat and drink: "Eat slowly, don't choke, oh, poor you came from Pingyang County alone. Come here? It's not easy."

It wasn't until Xiaoxiao had cried enough and hiccupped that Ling Wuqi interrupted: "Tell me, what's going on."

Xiaoxiao put down the steamed bun in her hand, cried again with a wow, and took out the letter in her arms: "Father, mother, she doesn't want me anymore!" An Le: "?" An Le opened the letter, Ling Wuqi moved his head together After reading it, the two looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a while.

This letter was written by the little mother on behalf of someone. It was written in her usual tone, listening and writing sentence by sentence. It was a little incoherent, but the two of them still understood it.

The child's mother is the sister-in-law of the Yang family who gave Anle shoes, and the child's biological father is definitely not Anle, but the policeman Yang who died a few months ago.

Now the sister-in-law of the Yang family has only been widowed for a few months, but her natal family and the elders of her husband's family have already planned to help her remarry so that she can receive another dowry money.

Sister-in-law Yang couldn't help herself, the only thing she worried about was this child.

The new husband's family didn't want it, the elders of the deceased husband's family didn't want to adopt it, and the relatives of her mother's family didn't want to accept it either. She was a weak girl who was thinking about it, and finally she could only find Anle.

"When my husband was still alive, he often said that brother An Le was the most upright and most righteous, and if it was difficult to find him, he would definitely not refuse.

Now my family is helpless, and I hope Brother An can take you in and give me food. When I grow up, I will be filial to you just like my biological father. "

Ling Wuqi rubbed the center of his eyebrows helplessly, thinking that this mother's heart is really big.

Yang Xiaoxiao cried and said: "Father, give me a bite to eat, don't drive me away!"

"What's going on, what's going on?" An Dahai came back at this time, and his face was covered in sweat when he rushed into the yard, "Oh, what kind of kid is this? Why do you call everyone daddy?"

"Father, why are you back?" An Le stood up, and handed the letter to An Dahai as he spoke.

"Hey, I'm on patrol. The old man came to tell me."

An Dahai responded casually, then read the letter carefully, and fell silent.

An Le asked: "Father, what should I do?" An Hai said: "You are married, you can decide for yourself, why ask me."

An Le then asked Ling Wuqi: "Brother Ling, is that okay?" Ling Wuqi snorted and said, "It's up to you to decide."

An Le smiled, and patted Yang Xiaoxiao's head: "Let's keep Xiaoxiao, anyway, Brother Ling and I can't have children anyway, so that's great, the family is lively!" With a small grin, he understood who this bald middle-aged man and the handsome black-faced god next to him were, so he sweetly called An Le: "Father!" and called An Dahai: "Grandpa!" Turning to Ling Wuqi, he said, "Mother!" Ling Wuqi: "" The face of the black-faced god turned even darker.

"Cough!" An Hai said, "Son, you can't call it that.

How about this, I think you have a father and a mother, why don't you just call An Xiaole a 'foster father', as for Ling Daxia, "Yang Xiaoxiao said: "A foster mother! "The water glass in the hands of the black-faced god instantly shattered into powder.

"Wow!" Yang Xiaoxiao was not afraid when she saw it, and exclaimed, "Mother-in-law, I thought you were very good at kung fu just now at the door! Can you teach me?"

"" Ling Wuqi thought for a while, and squeezed out a sentence between his teeth, "Yes.

Kneel down and kowtow, toast a cup of tea, and call me Master. "

"Master!" Yang Xiaoxiao changed his words without hesitation, knelt down and kowtowed three times.

Ling Wuqi nodded: "Okay, tomorrow I will start practicing at five o'clock."

Seeing that Ling Wuqi's expression finally softened, Anle breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm going to boil some hot water and give the child a bath."

An Dahai stood up cheerfully, "I'm still keeping the clothes that Xiao Le wore when I was a child, and your stature is about the same.

Xiaoxiao, grandpa will rub your back for a while, will you sleep with grandpa in the future? "

"Uh, adoptive father, this may not be appropriate."

An Le said, "Xiaoxiao is a girl, she is already ten years old."

Yang Xiaoxiao said: "Father, I am 11 years old."

Ling Wuqi: "" She is so short, who would have thought that she is already 11 years old?And who can tell that it's a girl who is ashamed?This apprentice is too difficult to teach!I regret it!An Dahai thought that the girl should have her own room, but unfortunately there are only two bedrooms at home, he scratched his head and said, "Well, let me let Xiao Xiao live in my room, and I will find time to spend another time in the middle of the courtyard." I will sleep in the firewood room for the next few days."

Yang Xiaoxiao said sensiblely: "Grandpa, I'll sleep in the woodshed."

An Dahai and An Le said in unison: "You are a girl, sleep in the bedroom!" An Le also said: "Father, you are the elder, of course I sleep in the firewood house, just let Xiao Xiao live in my room."

An Hai said: "No, you've already got a family, and besides, there's Ling Daxia."

An Le said: "He can sleep in the firewood room with me, isn't that Brother Ling?" Ling Wuqi: "Yeah."

Who can have me miserable?It's only been three days since they were married and they have children, so they still have to sleep in the woodshed at night.

Sorry for being so busy lately.

And the characters are written with their own personality, and they are not controlled by the author. I can only change the attack attribute in the copywriting_(:з」∠)_