murder scene 2

Chapter 105 Blind Agen and the Three Little Pigs
When Qingyang got home, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening. She took out the B-ultrasound picture and lay on the bed and looked at it for a long time. As she looked at it, she couldn't help but smile.

The phone rang. Needless to say, it was Tang Lan who was calculating the time difference on the other side of the ocean.

"Hello? Tang Lan?"

"Qingyang, are you home?"

"I've gone to bed and am getting ready to go to sleep - what about you? When will you be back?"

Tang Lan didn't answer, but asked: "Will you work overtime tomorrow weekend?"

"Well... although I happen to have a case at hand... I have promised Meimei and Bu Cun to take them back for the weekend."

"Oh, I brought them gifts."

Qingyang said excitedly: "Ah, when will you come back? Didn't it say that the exhibition will be open until next week?"

"Maybe, probably, not necessarily...don't you like detectives? Just reason about it!"

Tang Lan hung up the phone.

Qingyang stared at the phone: "Damn..."

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On Saturday the next day, Qing Yang went to the boarding primary school early in the morning to pick up Meimei and Bu Ben. The two children jumped at her when they saw her, one was hanging on her left arm, the other was hanging on her right arm, and they were extremely affectionate.

"My arm is about to break. What did you two eat this week? Did you weigh it? It's so heavy!"

Meimei is already a little beauty like a Barbie doll, with big eyes as black as jet, thick eyelashes, wheat-colored skin, and two small dimples in her smile: "Mom, you just came to pick us up. All the classmates were picked up last night. Where is Tang Lan?"

Meimei and Buben didn't call Tang Lan daddy, but called Tang Lan by his first name.

Compared with Meimei, Buben is a quiet and shy child, fair-skinned, elegant, slender, with Qingyang's arms on his shoulders, and only smiles with his lips pursed.

Qingyang asked: "How did you two do in the quiz?"

"Mom~~! Don't mention those disappointing things during happy times!"

Qingyang gave her a warning: "You can tell it's nothing good as soon as you hear it. How about you, aren't you stupid?"

"Well, one is 98 points and the other is [-] points."

Qingyang touched her head: "Bu Cun is still good! Meimei, you are three months older than Bu Ceng. You hang out with her every day. Why don't you learn a little from Bu Ceng?"

Meimei pursed her lips: "Mom, please don't be partial, okay? Don't judge heroes by their grades. Although my grades are not as good as my grades and I'm not stupid, ask her, am I the best in physical education and music classes?"

Buben nodded quickly: "Yes, Auntie, the Meimei Sports Competition is No. 1 in the school in sprinting and No. 2 in swimming. She also represented the school in artistic performances in the city!"

Qingyang scratched her beautiful nose: "This little vain woman likes to be in the limelight!"

She posted a beautiful photo: "I am the one who gets the limelight, okay?! Mom, what's that saying, 'it's hard to give up on your natural beauty'? It's my fault. Who gave me such good congenital conditions? It's hard not to be famous!" "

Not stupid, he covered his mouth and smiled.

Qingyang rolled her eyes. Although this child Meimei was not related to her by blood, why did she become more and more like her smug and neurotic grandmother?

"You're not stupid, what about you? I remember that you have been in the Chinese painting class at school."

There was a smile on Buben's face: "I draw every day, and I have a thick volume of paintings. The teacher said that when there is a children's art exhibition in the city this year, he will send me to participate!"

Qingyang sighed in her heart, the power of inheritance is indeed powerful, Bu Cun is becoming more and more like her father Yang Guang, who is good at painting, handsome and suave.

Thinking of this, Qing Yang couldn't help but think about the one in his belly. When it comes to genetics, I don't know if this little guy is more decisive and strong like himself, or more gentle and delicate like Tang Lan...

Meimei shook her arm: "Mom, Mom, what are you thinking about? Did you hear everything I said?"

"Ah? Ah, what did you say?"

"I'm going to attend the Children's Palace event next week, buy me a new skirt!" Meimei pointed to the shopping mall on the street.

Qingyang readily agreed. Buying clothes for her daughters and dressing them up was one of her few recreational activities.

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There happened to be mother-daughter clothes on sale, and the three of them spent a long time choosing. Qingyang bought three lilac dresses with white flowers, one for herself, one for Bu Cun and one for Meimei. After thinking about it, she bought another baby onesie of the same color. pieces.

Meimei asked: "Hey, why are you buying baby clothes? Is Aunt Qingqing going to have a baby?"

Qingyang hummed haha, she hasn't figured out how to tell her daughters about this yet, maybe the two little guys will have to undergo a psychological shock!
The mother and daughter were walking down the street wearing exactly the same skirts, and the number of heads turned was surprisingly high.

Many people stopped and said, "Hey, twins!"

"What a beautiful couple, and the mother is so young, so lucky!"

"Hey, the two children are so different, they don't look like twins!"

"There are also fraternal twins..."

Qingyang thought that if she had a fat baby in her hands in the future, and she was walking down the street with her three children, someone would probably say, "Giving so many piglets? A mother pig!"

She couldn't help but laugh.

Meimei and Bubu both looked up at her: "Mom, why are you giggling?"

She touched Meimei and Bubu's heads: "I remembered "The Three Little Pigs" - my favorite cartoon. I'll find it for you to watch tonight!"

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Tang Lan saw such a picture at the gate of the community from a distance: three people, big and small, wearing exactly the same lavender dresses, elegant and fresh, holding hands and shaking the ground, laughing and walking - two The little one bounces and jumps, lively like a bunny, while the big one walks lightly, with fluttering skirts, graceful like an elk.

He also stopped and looked at the mother and daughter, how pleasing to the eye, how happy and affectionate... Uh... wait, aren't Qingyang and Meimei stupid?
His mouth is wide enough to fit an egg in. When has he ever seen Qingyang wear a dress?

Qingyang was chatting and laughing with his two daughters, and when he walked up to him, he saw the stunned Tang Lan: "Ah, you're back!"

The three women rushed forward and hugged Tang Lan until he couldn't breathe.

Tang Lan even threw away his suitcase, and his heart and face were filled with joy. He had seen Meimei and Bubu being intimate, but where had he seen such a warm welcome from Qingyang? !

Well, it seems that his running away from home this time is still very effective!

As soon as he was moved, he decided to reciprocate the favor and promised Qingyang: "My dear, I have figured it out!"

Meimei and Buben rushed to pull Tang Lan's suitcase and ran to open the door.

Qingyang took the time to ask: "Ah, what have you figured out?"

Tang Lan put Qingyang's hand on his chest and said affectionately: "It's enough for me to have you, Meimei and Bu Cun! What about having children and carrying on the family line? Let them go to hell! Three women love me One, am I not the happiest man in the world? I have water in my head just to cause myself a little trouble!"

"You mean... you don't want your own flesh and blood?"

"Meimei and Bucun are my flesh and blood! The baby is very troublesome and cries all day long. If it is really going to happen, according to my temper, I won't hang it upside down on the balcony in a hurry!"

He patted his chest and said, "No more, no more, even if you give it to me for free!"

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Are you tired of watching murder?Warmth for everyone!
Happy parents!
(End of this chapter)