sister in love with me

() The little girl loves to blow the whistle. When she left the community, she finally let go of Wang An, panting, and wanted to blow the whistle again, but several times she only blew out extremely short and unpleasant sounds. Finally, her cheeks were flushed, After taking a deep breath, he blew loudly again.

Wang An had never thought the sound of the whistle was so unpleasant. The small plastic particles were agitated by the air blown in from the mouth of the whistle, rolling over and over in the belly of the whistle, and the sharp whistle was no longer so monotonous, but rhythmic. It makes people feel uncomfortable.

In my distant memory, the whistle of the physical education class assembly is so annoying.

"Grandma, please don't brag, okay?" Wang An almost knelt down and begged for mercy, his tender ears couldn't stand it, just like other adults wouldn't guard against him, he wouldn't guard against this little girl, nor would he He didn't pretend to be childish on purpose... Normally, he should blink his eyes, look around, and then burst into tears.

The little girl paused for a short while, glanced at him, and then continued to whistle persistently, shaking her body while blowing.

Adults have a city, are scheming, or cunning, or cunning, it's all so-called, at least they can figure it out, and then come up with their own best plan now, but such a little girl makes Wang An think, especially This kind of weird little girl cannot be judged by common sense at all.

It was already very strange for him to be such a lonely little boy running around by himself. Wang An felt that it was impossible to meet a homeless little girl again by such a coincidence. Her parents should be nearby.

So what did she bring herself here for?It was difficult for Wang An to concentrate on thinking amidst the whistle. At this time, the little girl suddenly picked up Wang An again and rushed towards the Santana ahead.

Seeing the little girl rushing past, Santana quickly pulled over and stopped. A man in his early thirties ran down from the driver's seat, and said naively, "Wang Xiaomo, what did you bring back!"

The man went around the front of the car and came to Wang Xiaomo. When he saw Wang An in Wang Xiaomo's arms, he was shocked.

The man is Wang Zhongtai, Wang Xiaomo's father. Usually, my daughter often brings back some cats and dogs. Some are stray cats. Sometimes stray dogs will bring back pet dogs and cats from other people's homes, causing a lot of trouble. Now it's good. , She unexpectedly brought a little boy from nowhere!

Wang An looked at Wang Zhongtai. He was wearing a well-fitting suit. It was not a custom-made product from Selvie Street in London, but it was clean and straight, his tie was meticulous, his hair was neat and his collar was clean, his leather shoes were shiny, and he was talking to his daughter. When speaking, the voice is gentle, with the calmness unique to business people.

In 2001, being able to drive a Santana 2000 should be regarded as having a certain family background, but the situation between Wang Zhongtai and Ma Xiangdong is different. It is normal for Ma Xiangdong’s children to see an abandoned child give birth to adoption, but Wang Zhongtai already has Even if Wang Zhongtai still wanted a son, he would not give priority to adoption. Wang An secretly complained, it seemed that he would be sent to the orphanage in the end.

Wang An didn't want the welfare home, it was a corner where the sun couldn't reach, Wang An felt that he should find a way now, so that Wang Zhongtai would not think of him as a homeless child.

Although he didn't wear shoes, his face and body were clean, his lips were a little chapped, and after licking his lips, he was still like a precious child born and raised by an ordinary family.

Wang An was about to speak, but he noticed Wang Zhongtai's eyes, which seemed to touch some of Wang Zhongtai's thoughts, Wang An hesitated, and swallowed the words stuck in his throat.

"Brother...I found my brother!" Wang Xiaomo stood on tiptoe, struggling to lift Wang An to Wang Zhongtai.

"Stupid child..." Wang Zhongtai only felt uncomfortable in his throat, but he didn't want to blame his daughter anymore, he was afraid that Wang Xiaomo would fall

He hugged Wang An and carried him over.

Wang Zhongtai looked at Wang An. If his son was still by his side, he would probably be this big and cute. Wang Zhongtai sighed, and was about to ask Wang Xiaomo where he brought the child, when the child in his arms suddenly opened his eyes wide. The clear pupils reflected a man's deep and melancholy face. He looked at Wang Zhongtai and called out sweetly: "Dad!"

As if struck by lightning, Wang Zhongtai stayed there for a while, staring blankly at the child, and the repressed memories poured out uncontrollably like spring springs.

When he opened his eyes wide and curiously looked at the first person in the world who looked at him with the most sincere and loving eyes, when he pissed on his father's face, when he wobbled When he stood up in his father's palm, when he babbled and called out "Dad" vaguely... Wang Zhongtai thought of that sunny and warm day in the spring of [-], when he was sleepy in the car, The night before, the child made a fuss in the middle of the night. He got up at seven o'clock in the morning and went out. In the afternoon, he picked up his wife for shopping, and his wife went shopping in the supermarket. Then he put the sleeping child on the passenger seat for him to watch. Zhongtai was really sleepy, and fell asleep on the steering wheel for a while, because he stopped by the flower garden, and there would be no pedestrians passing by, and Wang Zhongtai did not turn on the car. When he opened his eyes again, the child next to him was gone And fly!

The feeling at that moment is so clear now, as if the wound that was slashed heavily has never been stitched, and it is still bleeding!

"Brother is back home... Dad and Mom won't cry anymore!" Wang Xiaomo laughed, and whistled happily, making a whistling noise.

The morning light falls on her little face, the metal whistle is shining, and her smiling face is like a flower that blooms in an instant.

Wang Zhongtai withdrew his thoughts and suppressed the choking. After all, he was a mature man. Although he always wanted his stolen son to return to him, he knew that the child in front of him happened to be his missing son. It's just too small.

Looking at Wang Xiaomo's smiling face, Wang Zhongtai really didn't know how to speak.

"Xiao Mo..." Li Yun, Wang Zhongtai's wife, trotted over, saw the child in Wang Zhongtai's arms at a glance, and was taken aback, "Whose family does this child belong to?"

"Brother! It's my brother!" Wang Xiaomo rushed.

Li Yun was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly ran to Wang Zhongtai's side. The huge expectations and the fear of disappointment did not make her feel a little frightened and joyful because of this absurd news. She just didn't know why her daughter did this. It's her brother.

"Mom!" The child in Wang Zhongtai's arms yelled sweetly again, opened his arms towards Li Yun and swayed slightly.

Li Yun burst into tears instantly, snatched the child from Wang Zhongtai's arms, and burst into tears of joy, "Zhongtai, our child is back, we found it!"

Looking at his wife who was in ecstasy, and his daughter who seemed to be complacent and made great achievements, Wang Zhongtai smiled wryly, how should he persuade her?

The most troublesome part of the network is that readers are rarely willing to read and think carefully, and they are impatient. If I don't write something in detail, I will be scolded. He doesn't care whether you have a post and explanation.

When reading Xia Hua's book, one really shouldn't be too impetuous, especially the kind of readers who don't think about problems at all, like to be self-righteous, take things out of context, and always think about problems in the same way they read Cuiweiju Xiaoh and sis Green Hat. They are self-righteous, but keen on For readers who express various opinions and then extend them as negative criticism, I am really sorry for you, but the Internet is free, and I have no control over such readers. Fortunately, most readers are not like this, so Xia Hua can write quietly. Book, well thought out.

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