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Chapter 248 Can't Miss One

Seeing Guoguo wiping tears, Aunt Thirteen was stunned.

She just had a temporary idea to play a game with her daughter. She never thought that this game would make her daughter so devoted.

Guoguo's seriousness was beyond Aunt Shisan and Yang Fan's expectations.

She seems to really take this choice seriously, and every choice is an unacceptable result for her.

Yang Fan couldn't help but wanted to stop the game for a while, but he didn't make a sound in the end.

Perhaps, Aunt Thirteen's unintentional move was a very educational lesson for Guoguo.

The little girl doesn't know how to look back a hundred years ago, but she knows how to cherish the people in front of her.

Otherwise, I won't cry when making choices.

The paintbrush in the little hand is hesitating between Jin Mao and Gun Gun, and it is difficult to write.

Bowing her head and wiping away her tears again, the little girl touched the paintbrush on Rolling's name, paused for a moment, and finally drew a line.

Between Golden Retriever and Gun Gun, she chose Golden Retriever to stay with her.

The choice is a good choice, but there are more tears in her eyes.

Look at the last three remaining names: Dad, Mom, Golden Retriever.

This choice didn't make the paintbrush in the little girl's hand hesitate for long, and the golden retriever was the first to be crossed out.

In the end, only father and mother remained.

Looking at these two names and symbols, Guoguo suddenly lowered her raised arm while holding the paintbrush.

Only one can be selected.

This choice is the most difficult, none of them.

She couldn't make a choice, and burst into tears.

Turning around, she looked at her father and mother.

Yang Fan and Aunt Thirteen had a tacit understanding, they didn't look at the little girl, one peeled apples, the other peeled oranges, doing their own things silently.

Mom and Dad, she couldn't bear to let one of them die.

Suddenly.

The little girl raised her head and cried loudly, her tears fell like broken beads, but she still tightly held the paintbrush in her hand.

Children's mischievousness and restlessness sometimes make adults incomprehensible.

But sometimes their seriousness and persistence are beyond the reach of adults.

Guoguo was very obedient and never gave up on the idea of ​​doing the questions.

It's like good students don't think about why they can't be late and leave early, even if they are sick, they don't want to ask for leave.

"Have you finished the selection?" Aunt Thirteen looked indifferent on the surface, raised her head and asked her daughter.

In fact, although she didn't look at Guoguo, she kept paying attention to Guoguo's movements from the corner of her eye.

The same goes for Yang Fan, who seems to be busy with other things, but his attention is always on Guoguo.

Guoguo, who was crying, didn't answer her mother's words. She lowered her head and continued to raise the paintbrush in her hand while crying.

The paintbrush swayed back and forth between father and mother.

She didn't cry any more, just wiped her tears.

But this kind of crying made Aunt Thirteen's eyes turn red.

Yang Fan quickly waved to the little girl: "Guoguo, come back, I don't want to choose."

Hearing this, the little girl seemed to be rescued, she threw away her paintbrush, didn't care about anything, ran to Yang Fan, threw herself into his arms and cried loudly.

"Don't cry, don't cry, Mom and Dad will always be with you until you grow up." Yang Fan stroked the little girl's head, she was really a distressed little padded jacket.

"You have to be with me when you grow up, you can't miss any of them." Guoguo cried.

"Okay." Yang Fan smiled, and fell silent.

It's time to call my parents.

The little girl has a shadow of her own childhood. At that time, she was very reluctant to see her parents for a day.

I also hoped that my parents would always be with me, and I would always be with my parents.

But when I grow up, I forget it.

After high school, I went home once a week.

After college, I went home twice a year.

After graduation, I only go home once a year.

I always feel that earning money and sending it home is the greatest filial piety, and whether people return home or not is the second.

During the Ching Ming Festival holiday, I went on a business trip, never thinking of going home to see my parents.

The main city is not too far from Qianjiang River, only a four-hour drive.

Some people, even in other provinces, can go home in less than four hours because of the high-speed rail.

But people may be reluctant to spend it because they can't make too much money.

I am not very rich, but the travel expenses to go home are not worth mentioning.

However, after the Chinese New Year, until now, I haven't been home.

"I'm going on a business trip tomorrow. When I get back, I'll go home." Yang Fan said to Aunt Thirteen while wiping Guoguo's tears with a tissue.

Thirteenth Aunt was taken aback: "A business trip tomorrow?"

"Well, I received a call from the film crew this afternoon, and something happened. I originally wanted to go there tonight. But thinking about going there tonight, I couldn't make it to the filming location. The traffic at the filming location is not convenient, and it is difficult to charter a car overnight. If we can't solve the problem for a while, we have booked the plane for tomorrow morning." Yang Fan said.

Aunt Thirteen sulked, ignored Yang Fan, and took a fruit knife into the freshly peeled apple.

"Cut into pieces, don't play with the knife." Yang Fan stretched out his hand, wanting to grab the knife.

Aunt Thirteen lowered her head, cut the flesh carefully, and asked in a low voice, "Can't we wait for another two days?"

Yang Fan shook his head: "An extra day will delay the filming. I have to go and solve the problem. The film crew has not been home for many days. Go early and solve it early, let them go home and rest."

"Then do you know what day it will be two days later?" Thirteenth Aunt asked him.

Yang Fan was puzzled and tried hard to think.

Aunt Thirteen's birthday?

No, her birthday just passed last month.

Qianqian's birthday?
Not yet, next month.

Anniversary of meeting Thirteenth Aunt?

No, next month.

Besides, a day like the anniversary of knowing each other should not be considered a special day, nor is it a wedding anniversary or something like that.

"What day is it in two days?" Yang Fan couldn't figure it out, so he had to ask Thirteenth Aunt.

The knife in Thirteenth Aunt's hand became dangerous again: "Think again!"

Yang Fan had to think again.

Aunt Thirteen was obviously in a hurry, she poked the sliced ​​fruit with a knife again and again.

"I can't figure it out." After a long time, Yang Fan said with a headache.

Aunt Thirteen got up and dropped the fruit knife: "You cut it yourself, I won't cut it."

Angry.

Yang Fan couldn't figure it out, but he got used to it.

Especially for women during menstruation, it is simply unreasonable.

No matter how good-tempered the boyfriend is, as long as the girlfriend looks for trouble during this period, few can get through it without saying a word.

Even if you run away from home, it won't work.

As a result, many boys who have had girlfriends have come to the conclusion that women are strange creatures, specifically neuropathy.

But when it was time to go to bed, after coaxing Guoguo to sleep and talking to Yang Fan, Aunt Thirteen stopped being angry and asked, "Did you buy the first-class ticket?"

"No, the first class will not reach the destination earlier than the economy class." Yang Fan shook his head.

"The first-class passengers will get off the plane first and arrive at their destination first," Aunt Thirteen said.

"First-class air tickets are not reimbursed by the program crew." Yang Fan explained.

"I'll reimburse you." Aunt Thirteen didn't care about money.

The next day, Yang Fan woke up normally and made breakfast.

On the table, eating breakfast, he couldn't help but ask Thirteenth Aunt: "What is the day after two days?"

(End of this chapter)