just stick to you

Immediately leaving the room under the water glass, Dad Ming narrowed his eyes almost invisible, and the knife in his hand also stopped.

Just now, the eldest grandson ate up half of the pears.

There are not even the core, pedicle and pear navel left.

"Dad, I don't want pears, I want apples." Ming Ziqiao yawned, resisting the urge to stretch.

"...Ming Ziqiao." Ming's father's voice was serious.

"Ah?" Ming Ziqiao breathed steadily, and his heart beat wildly. Every time his father called him by his first name, he felt terrified.

"When your injury is better and you can take the plane, follow me back to L.A.." After Ming's father finished speaking, he continued to work on his hands, but the skin he peeled was obviously twice as thick as the skin. pulp.

"Dad! Oh!" Ming Ziqiao was agitated by his father's words, and suddenly wanted to sit up, but fell back on the pillow in pain.

I knew it, I knew it, you told your father to respect me, it was all lies, but a little thing can make you make a big fuss, Ming Xingcheng and Qiao Zhonglin are the most authoritarian and authoritarian fathers who pretend to be democratic on the surface up!

(6 fresh coins) 092 [Nephew Gong Shushou, the first year] Doubt warming

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"Do you still remember the conditions I asked you to learn carving?" To prevent the passing of time, this is what Ming Xingcheng has to do now, "Your ability to take care of yourself is too poor. It is not enough to want to be independent and independent. grid."

It's the beginning of love, and Mingrui is too obedient to him. Seeing how he treats him so naturally, and he is so willing to let him do his bidding, Ming Ziqiao can't hide the cuteness of a little child to Mingrui, no matter what he looks at or what he says, Ming Xingcheng I was worried that if it was too late, these two children would sooner or later cause irreversible events like the eldest son pair.

"I will, work harder. You can't even give me a... ah... chance!" The wound on the lower abdomen is still growing flesh, and Ming Ziqiao's hasty behavior of trying to sit up with one hand is in vain causing pain to himself .

"Ask Mingrui to transfer you to another school. I've already given it to you once." After peeling off the pear, Ming's father looked at the much thinner Xinxing pear in his hand for a few seconds, and then put it whole into the fruit plate.

"This time it's not, I went to provoke, bad luck, what can I do?!"

"In short, there are only three things, and you have used up the opportunities I gave you."

"If that counts, then it's only the second time!"

"How daddy and your daddy treat you, good or bad, I believe you know it well. This matter is settled here, you don't have to protest anymore, it's useless to argue." Standing up, he took out a Yulin apple from the bag , Dad Ming put down the knife and walked to the bathroom, with a serious expression between his actions. Before entering the bathroom, he never left Ming Ziqiao's eyes.

Mingrui, who came back from the tea room, stood by the wide open door. He only had time to hear the last sentence of what the grandpa said to Ming Ziqiao. Seeing the grandpa glance at him before entering the bathroom, he probably guessed that the grandpa and Xiaojiao The young man who heard what his wife said forced himself to keep a ignorant smile, not wanting the elders to see more clues from his face.

After working hard for so long, you still have to go back, right?Mingrui walked into the ward and saw Ming Ziqiao looking out the window with his neck straightened and weeping silently. The feeling of sympathy made him approach him regardless of suspicion. While aiming at the direction of the bathroom, he wiped the two spots on his pretty face with his fingers. Line tears.

(Don't cry.) Ming Rui squatted down, handed the water glass to Ming Ziqiao with one hand, and continued to wipe his eyes with the other hand, (Communicate well with grandpa, don't get angry.)

"What?" Although Mingrui's lips spoke very slowly, the movement was too small due to fear. The excessive water in Mingziqiao's eyes made him see things with overlapping images, so he couldn't see Mingrui clearly. want to express the meaning.

Mingrui didn't dare to say any more, just took Ming Ziqiao's hand, stuffed the water glass into the tiger's mouth he had circled, then closed his fingers together, then retracted all his hands, and retreated to the edge of his hospital bed to lean against.

"I feel pain all over my body, and it's cold." Knowing that it's not a good time to be coquettish, Ming Ziqiao couldn't help it, "I want to eat hand-made glutinous rice balls, and add your favorite brand of fresh milk."

"When you get out of the hospital, I'll ask grandma to cook for you." Wanting to go away, but reluctant, Mingrui said in a very low voice, this annoying stinky child, "So, if you want to eat quickly, just Get well soon, huh?"

"I'm serious, oh, it hurts... can't I eat first and then leave the hospital?" Ming Ziqiao's nose gets stuffy every time he cries, and he needs to sniff his nose when it's stuffed up, but now he can't do it, the wound in his body twitches It hurts, and I have to open my mouth to breathe.

"Hey, okay, I'll call grandma later."

"Remember."

"knowledge."

"Hurry up."

"Are you really mean?"

"Anyway, Tunai loves me very much, so she won't care about me."

Ming's father held the washed apple in his hand, kept the water on the sink as close as possible to the bathroom door, and listened quietly to the two children's conversation, the word "Chuan" on his brows became deeper.

(8 fresh coins) 093 [Nephew Gong Shushou, Nian Shang] Turned into a pig's head crown

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It seemed that the two children could no longer be allowed to stay close to each other for a long time. Father Ming turned around and turned off the faucet, and approached the two hospital beds in a leisurely manner.

"Mingrui, did the doctor tell you that you can be discharged from the hospital yesterday morning when he came to make the rounds?" Ming's father smiled, still in a natural way, and handed the apple to Ming Ziqiao.

Mingrui nodded, because of the change in mentality, Ming's father had another interpretation of his restraint.

He really didn't want Mingrui's guilty conscience to be related to his speculation.

"Then, do you want to go home and rest?" Sitting on the edge of the bed at Ming Ziqiao's feet, Ming's father spoke softly.

"Grandpa, can I continue to stay here with my uncle after I'm discharged from the hospital?" Mingrui also sat down on his hospital bed, putting his hands on his knees neatly.

"It should be enough for me and you, Grandpa Joe, to accompany him." As far as the active child who was close to him back then and avoided Tu Ling's attention before the age of seven or eight and always loved to be hugged by him, Ming Rui behaved like this in front of him, it was too polite.

"I don't want to talk to you, I want Mingrui to stay and talk with me!" Ming Ziqiao smelled enough of the fragrance, too lazy to bite, stretched out his hand to bring the apple to Mingrui, "Hey, cut it for me."

Because of Ming Ziqiao's willful speech, Mingrui, who was soaked in a large piece, took the apple silently, opened the drawer and took out a fruit knife, cut the apple into four pieces with his own hands, and handed one piece to Ming's father first, "Grandpa?"

Father Ming took it, saw that Mingrui handed Ming Ziqiao one petal and held the remaining two petals in his palm, and when Ming Ziqiao finished eating, he took his core and gave another petal.

"Zi Qiao is usually like this?"

"Ah?" The grandfather suddenly asked this question, which made Mingrui stunned for a moment.

"I don't do anything by myself, I have to bother you?" Ming's father asked Mingrui, but looked at his son who was having a fight with him.

"No, my uncle has always been very independent." Ming Ziqiao wrinkled his nose and pouted at him while eating, obviously dissatisfied with his grandfather, and even rolled his eyes, Mingrui suddenly wanted to laugh.

"There's no need to say good things for him. I gave birth to it myself, and I know it myself." It is only knowing that the youngest's reaction will arouse his vigilance.

"It's true. We live on the second floor of the gymnasium. My uncle often cooks and eats. He does most of the cleaning. My uncle takes good care of me." I know you like to hear good things, so you are satisfied Are you done?Seeing Ming Ziqiao rolling his eyes and the corners of his mouth raised, Mingrui struggled to hold back his smile.

Ming's father hummed lightly, and stopped talking. The apple in his mouth was very sweet, but he couldn't taste it.

For the future of these two children, as well as the third son Mingzhen, he had to get Mingziqiao back to the United States as soon as possible.

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Under Ming Xingcheng's interference, Mingrui was almost imprisoned by Grandma Tu in Tu's house after she was discharged from the hospital. The old man accompanied him and she refused to let him go out. When it came to going to the hospital to see his little wife, it was a quilt shop on fire. Either the hospital had a lot of germs or there were too many family members. The ward affected Ming Ziqiao, causing Mingrui's sense of frustration and crisis to increase rapidly, and his temper became more and more irritable.

On this day, Guanzi, who was absent for almost a week, finally went to the gymnasium. It is said that he was beaten into a pig's head with a bruised nose and a swollen face. The one who didn't look like the one in the picture repeatedly stopped the one who changed the slippers and took a big step, opened the door of the living room and rushed towards the gymnasium.

"What are you?! What happened?" Mingrui suppressed his dissatisfaction with Guanzi for the time being, and cared about his injury first.

"It's nothing, really, can you please stop staring at me like this?" Guanzi was most afraid of Mingrui staring at him with a serious face and gritted teeth. Even he would be terrified.

"It's okay? It's okay, your face will be like this? Lie to Xiao A." Guanzi's hair is even shorter, almost flat-cut. Mingrui saw the redness of the scalp three to four centimeters above the left temple, and he stretched out his hand to brush away the thick hair roots. After investigating, Guanzi backed away.

"Don't tell me, don't let me see it, does it mean that you don't trust me anymore, don't you consider me a good friend?"

"Brother A Rui, let me sell you (don't say that)..." Guanzi looked embarrassed, Mingrui took a step closer, and he immediately took another step aside.

"Okay, then you go to other gyms in the future, don't come here to practice taekwondo again." Mingrui is also angry. Since he was discharged from the hospital, his anger is getting bigger and bigger every day, and his resentment can reach the sky.

"Brother A Rui!" Although he and Mingrui were the only ones in the office, Guanzi always felt that someone was watching him, and he couldn't let it go.