The past wears the present: His Royal Highness the princess blows up the entertainment circle

Chapter 117 Camping?Watching the sunrise?

The young boy has slender fingers and stares intently at the black and white screen on the computer that flashes quickly.

How could it not be found?

Miss Li's father, he personally checked before, was a migrant worker from a poor mountain village who worked hard to raise Miss Li, and there was nothing unusual about it.

But at this moment, a strange feeling rose in Lu Ming's heart.

No.

Miss Li's father is definitely not simple!
In Huaxia, even those in Beicheng, as long as he wants to find them, he can find each other's whereabouts.

Unless Miss Li's father is currently in a completely isolated environment...

Xie Shijin couldn't wait for a long time, so he frowned.

"Can't find it?"

Lu Ming let out a "hmm" and said without giving up: "Give me another 2 minutes."

Unfortunately, no.

Still not found.

After leaving the community, Li Weimin was never seen again.

"Boss, things may not be simple." Lu Ming said.

After hanging up the phone, Xie Shijin lowered his eyes to meet the little girl's expectant gaze,

"Sorry, my people haven't found my uncle's whereabouts."

Li Yunxi: "Can't find it?"

"Ah."

Li Yunxi closed his eyes, that's right, if Li Weimin wanted to hide his whereabouts, who would be able to find him?
Xie Shijin obviously thought of something, looked at the little girl's tired figure, and persuaded:
"You've been tired all day, go to rest early, and I'll ask someone to look for it."

"Uncle Li has been in Nancheng for so long, and nothing will happen if he thinks about it."

Li Yunxi stood up and waved to him, "There's no need to look for it."

Li Weimin left by himself.

She could see it.

Perhaps it was because of what she said that hurt his glassy heart.

Ah!
How to love.

Xie Shijin rubbed the center of his eyebrows helplessly. After the little girl returned to the room, he sat in the dark, thought for a long time with his mobile phone, and still made the call.

……

Early the next morning,
Xie Shijin made breakfast and was about to wake the little girl up.

There was a knock on the door.

He was puzzled, but he turned a corner and went to the living room to open the door.

"Uncle Li? Are you back?"

Li Weimin stood outside the door with a big burden on his shoulders, his eyes were bloodshot, and he exuded an aura of "whoever stands in my way will die".

Hearing the familiar yet unfamiliar voice, Li Weimin was startled.

His eyes gradually cleared up, the hostility all over his body disappeared without a trace, and he returned to that simple rural man in an instant.

"It's Xiao Xie!"

"Xiao Xie, when did you come back?"

Xie Shijin acted as if he didn't realize it, and took over the burden from Li Weimin's shoulders.

"I just came back last night, Uncle Li, are you out camping? You really are getting younger and younger!"

His flattery was so unaffected that even Li Weimin didn't react.

"Ah, that's right, didn't I hear last time that many people camped on the top of Wushan Mountain in the west of the city, and they can still watch the sunrise!"

The two were chatting happily when the door to the room inside opened.

Li Weimin and Xie Shijin froze at the same time, not daring to take a breath for a while.

Li Yunxi was wearing a white nightgown, with loose hair, with the laziness of just getting out of bed, only one pair of eyes, looking coldly at the two standing in the middle of the living room.

Xie Shijin: "..."

Li Weimin: "..."

"Camping?"

"Watching the sunrise?"

With a half-smile, she uttered a few words coldly.

Li Weimin lowered his eyes, looking at the ceiling and the floor, but he didn't look at his daughter.

Xie Shijin raised his hand to cover the corner of his mouth,
"I was going to call you to wash up and have breakfast."

Li Yunxi was unmoved.

The air seemed to be stagnant, and Li Weimin's face gradually turned red.

Xie Shijin finally couldn't help it, and coughed lightly twice: "Ahem... Uncle Li just came back from camp and has to clean up. Didn't you invite Sister Liu to the company?"

As he spoke, he stepped forward and pushed the little girl into the room.

Unexpectedly, I saw the red blood in the little girl's eyes, and the smile disappeared, and I understood why when I thought about it.

"I'll call Sister Liu, are you not going to the company today?" His voice was very gentle.

Li Yunxi said lightly: "No need."

Her gaze still fell on Li Weimin, but she turned and entered the room without resisting.

If she slammed the door of the room away and it slammed loudly, Li Weimin lifted it up with a breath of relief.

Li Weimin was taken aback. He glanced at Xie Shijin who was standing in front, and patted his chest.
"Stinky girl! The older you get, the more tempered you become."

"Xiao Xie, thanks to you, Uncle Li remembers you."

Li Weimin stepped forward and patted Xie Shijin on the shoulder.

Xiao Xie is really a good guy!
Just for this, he doesn't dislike him for being old, so let's force him to be the number one spare tire.

Xie Shijin didn't know what was going on in Li Weimin's heart. He turned his head and said not very tactfully:

"The next time Uncle Li goes out, I'd better tell Yunxi that she didn't sleep all night last night."

The movements of Li Weimin's hands froze, his eyes lowered, and for a moment, the hostility seemed to come back again, tumbling wildly in his red eye sockets.

Suddenly, he laughed again.

"Okay, okay, even if this stinky girl has a conscience, she also knows how to care about me."

"But it's not my fault, who told her to rush yesterday..." I left.

The door of the room in front of him opened, and Li Weimin's words were instantly silenced.

Xie Shijin shook his head with a smile, and said to the father and daughter:

"Let's eat first, it will be cold in a while."

Xie Shijin is a very patient person.

At least both Li Yunxi and his daughter think so.

When he was in Li's house before, he would cook a pot of fragrant, thick and soft porridge every morning.

It is said that porridge nourishes the stomach.

This kind of thing is laborious and time-consuming to boil, and it will take at least an hour or two to boil.

This morning, the pot of porridge was boiled out of porridge oil. It is not yet eight o'clock, and Xie Shijin should have cooked the porridge after six o'clock.

Li Weimin didn't bother to go back to his room to tidy himself up, and just sat down at the dining table.

Hearing a cold snort from the opposite side, Li Weimin pretended that he was blind and couldn't hear.

He picked up the porridge in front of him, the temperature was moderate.

Li Weimin, who had been hungry for a whole day yesterday, finished his drink in two sips, only then did he feel that there was a lot of ironing.

He recollected it with unfinished thought, "Xiao Xie's craftsmanship is better!"

Recalling the time without Xiao Xie, life was really boring.

That auntie's food is not bad, but she has already eaten delicacies from mountains and seas, so how can she appreciate porridge and side dishes?
And the aunt doesn't live at home, so they have to solve breakfast by themselves.

How to deal with it?

Eat steamed buns!
"No matter how good other people's craftsmanship is, it has nothing to do with you."

Unexpectedly, a female voice spoke coolly.

Li Weimin, who had just finished his second bowl of porridge, paused, "It doesn't matter why!"

He wants to please his daughter, so why not please him by the way?

(End of this chapter)