The Return of Gratitude Volume 2

Sting has been waiting for Qin Xiu to tell Shen Che what happened, waiting day after day, but everything seems to be normal, Shen Che neither knows that he is his father, nor that he kidnapped Qin Xiu.

Mrs. Finch was also very happy to hear that Qin Xiu had come back from the dead, but she also felt a little regretful when she heard that Shen Che could not stay and work.Shen Che is outside helping Mrs. Finch remove the ingredients from the trunk.Sting was fidgeting at the front desk, when he suddenly heard the sound of pounding and pounding the door, and saw that Qin Xiuxiu was carrying a box of bacon outside the door with a commanding expression of "open the door for me", the old guy was cursing in his heart, so he hurried opened the door.

Seeing the polar bear walking into the kitchen with two boxes of things easily, Sting couldn't help himself: "Why didn't you tell him?"

Qin Xiu stuffed all the things into the refrigerator, got up and slammed the door of the freezer, and said disdainfully, "Your own son doesn't even dare to recognize it. If you want me to help you, there's no way."

Old Teddy was so angry, what kind of attitude is this?Pressing his anger again: "Then why didn't you tell him about my kidnapping of you?"

Qin Xiu washed his hands and shrugged coldly: "It's the first time I've seen a kidnapper like you. You didn't make any money after the kidnapping, and you still have to serve me for so many days." He turned his head and drooped his eyelids, "I'm sympathetic, too."

Old Teddy nearly broke the plate in half.

Mrs. Finch stayed to have dinner with them that night, and Archer looked at Uncle Sting, who was eating bread alone in the corner of the kitchen, and shouted, "Uncle, come and eat with us!"

Sting bit the bread and glanced at Qin Xiu. Qin Xiu ate the bacon without saying anything. Then he looked at the boss, Mrs. Finch, and the old lady waved to him with a straight face: "Okay, stop there Pretend to be pitiful! Usually you just hang around when the guests are eating, why pretend to be pitiful now, come and eat for me!"

When he sat down opposite with a plate, knife and fork, Archer saw that Uncle Sting's eyes were red. He looked at Mrs. Finch and Qin Xiu beside him. Mrs. Finch boasted, "I'm better than this old guy. It's too much", Qin Xiu said "one more piece" before he could swallow it.Mrs. Finch saw the old guy serving Sven fork by fork, and spooned a large spoonful of cucumber salad onto Sting's plate: "Eat more, and sneaked in the freezer to eat at night! I really can't help you! "

No wonder, Archer smiled knowingly, it was snowing outside, the four of them were sitting around a warm dining table, eating Mrs. Lover, unreliable father and loving grandmother, Uncle Sting must be homesick too.

When going upstairs at night, Sting took advantage of Shen Che's absence and called Qin Xiu: "I just told Mrs. Finch that I will leave tomorrow."

Qin Xiu was surprised, and pondered for a long time: "You really don't intend to tell him?"

"That's good, seeing him well. Why bother him more." Sting smiled wryly, "Just treat my father as dead, and keep watching him in the sky."

That night, Archer was sleeping soundly, when suddenly his head turned. He opened his eyes in horror, and saw himself lying on the ground wrapped in a quilt, and the bed was turned upside down. Qin Xiu squatted down and looked at him with a dignified expression: "Tomorrow morning... Uncle Ting is leaving, let's go see him off."

The dog gave a soft "woof": he is leaving so soon?

Of course, Qin Xiu didn't understand, so he got on the bed. The big golden retriever groaned a few more times, and looked back at the upside-down bed in confusion: "How can I sleep if you lifted the bed? At least lift it back for me!"

Qin Xiu lifted the quilt with a cold face: "Come up and sleep with me."

The big golden retriever blushed shyly, and jumped onto Qin Xiu's bed in the next second.

As soon as the next day was dawn, Qin Xiu was woken up by the loud rumbling noise. He turned over the dog with his arms on the bed, wondering what that old Teddy Sting was up to, but the noise became more and more loud. Noisy, he couldn't take it anymore, sat up angrily, and then was frightened by the scene outside the window.

The helicopter's propeller stirred up the snow on the roof to collapse, and the wind clattered on the window glass. Qin Xiu got out of bed under the quilt and walked to the window. On the flat snow field not far from the hotel, a white car The Bell helicopter was hovering.

Archer was woken up by Qin Xiu directly throwing him into hot water. Before he understood what was going on, Qin Xiu threw the towel and clothes to him, and put his head down and put on his socks: "Hurry up! The old guy is going to slip away." Already!" Gritting his teeth while talking, "Cowardless coward!"

Sting stood outside the hotel door with a small suitcase, and Mrs. Finch was beside him. The two embraced. Mrs. Finch patted the old man on the back: "I will miss you."

"I kid you not," Sting said.

"I know," Mrs. Finch looked at the young men trotting down from the helicopter and shouted, "Professor, we've found you," "but that doesn't matter," she said with a smile.

Sting followed the students to the helicopter, and was about to get into the cabin when he bowed, when suddenly there was an angry voice behind him: "Uncle Sting!!" The curly-haired youth ran out of the hotel door while wearing a hat, "I rely on you Why didn't you say hello to me and left? It's so embarrassing!"

He ran very fast, and almost tripped halfway. Sting got half of his body into the cabin, and suddenly lost his suitcase and turned around and rushed off the plane. The propeller didn't stop. Sting trot awkwardly while shouting "I'm leaving! Archer! Going back to MIT!"

Archer also trotted over, the wind made it difficult for him to move, he bent his body and pressed his hat, and said loudly against the wind: "You are really a professor at MIT—"

The voice was interrupted by Sting's warm hug.

"Archer, you really look like my son!"

Archer was caught off guard by the old guy's sudden choking voice, and patted the old guy on the back: "I know, I know! Your son is the best!"

"But I'm not a qualified father..."

Archer hugged each other, he didn't know Sting's story, but the old man who had been beating his head violently, now looked like a haggard old man: "I didn't know before, but now I must be!"

Sting hugged him and shook his head, his voice trembling: "He doesn't like geology at all, but I forced him to learn..."

"Because you like geology!" Archer laughed. "That's why you want the best for him, don't you? Surely he understands!"

Sting held the curly boy in his arms, tears streaming down his face.Thank you Archer, thank you for not blaming me, thank you for understanding me.

The helicopter rose vertically, and Sting looked down at the small hotel below. The figures of Shen Che, Qin Xiu, and Mrs. Finch rapidly became smaller and became three small dots on the white snow, but he knew that Shen Che was still there wave to him.

Because the little dot looks trembling, and it is different from the two next to it.

Qin Xiu said that he did not go back to find Shen Che, but that was not the truth.The old professor looked at the trembling dot that was almost invisible in the snow, and said silently, do you remember, Archer, the gift I gave you when you were a child...

Twenty years ago, he discovered Archer's existence when he found a three-year-late postcard in his personal mailbox at MIT.At that time, he had already been expelled by the spirit dog tribe, and he was forbidden to return to the tribe for life. When he went to the Five Great Lakes area to do geological surveys, he found an opportunity to quietly return to Genglin City.

At that time, Linggou Town already had its first chain supermarket, but the Linggou Mountain in the back mountain was still the same, the broadcasting room in the village still had a loudspeaker hanging high up, the school was expanded, and the Linggou Temple was dilapidated. Everyone is taller.

At noon, when the school was over, there was an electric bell, and the children ran out in a swarm. He looked at those laughing and chasing figures, and thought of his own Archer, his palms were sweating, and his backpack was full of remote controls. Cars, RC helicopters, model airplanes... Will Archer like it?

The inscription on the postcard was He Lan. He didn't know who He Lan was, and he couldn't ask the elderly people. There must be many people who would recognize him, so he had to secretly ask the children in the school.

A little girl showed him the way. He walked around the village quietly, but couldn't find Helanba's house. Suddenly, he heard the sound of a puppy barking miserably.

In the direction where the sound came from, several older boys formed a circle, and he saw a little dog trapped in the center through the gap, and the leader of the big boy squatted down with a lighter in his hand. Pick up the dog's tail and go to order.

He yelled, walked over a few steps, punched and kicked those brats away, and then saw the pup that was bruised and swollen from the fall. It was a little golden retriever with curly hair. He looked at it. The little dog tried to stand up, squatted down and patted the mud and ashes on the pup's body, a little sad and angry: "Look, the hair is all curled up, why don't you stay the same?"

The puppy wailed childishly: "My hair is naturally curly..."

Speaking of which, the curly hair looks a little familiar, he wanted to hug the injured little guy: "Then why don't you stay the same?"

Don't let him hug the little guy's buttocks, wagging his little finger-sized tail and said, "Aoooooooooooo!" I can walk by myself!

Quite a backbone, he looked at the curly-haired little guy walking in small steps, and was still very curious: "Why don't you change your mind?"

The pup stopped in his tracks, and yelled, "I can change people, but I'm not proficient yet."

That's right, he thought to himself, this little thing only looks like three or four years old... Thinking of this, he suddenly got a shock—a golden retriever? !Another natural roll? ! "You...what's your name?" He hurriedly stepped forward to stop the puppy, and asked eagerly and nervously, "Your parents...why don't you look at you?"

The curly-haired little golden retriever whined: "My name is Archer, and my parents are in the sky." He raised his little head and looked at the blue sky.

Little Archer was taken aback when the knapsack fell off his back.