The best ambiguous master

Concern is chaos.

In Xu Yiyi's mother, these four words are fully reflected.

Looking at Xu Yiyi's mother's vigilant but urgent eyes, Zhao Xiaohan sighed softly. Suddenly, he thought of Comrade Zhao Guizhi in the distance. If possible, he would like to take her to Yanjing and take good care of her. She, let her take a good rest, and spend the rest of her life by her son's side?

It's a pity that she doesn't want to leave Zhaojiacun, and Zhao Xiaohan can't leave Yanjing, at least not yet.

"It's like this, Auntie..." Zhao Xiaohan said softly, and slowly said that he met a pickpocket on the train, met her in Vietnam later, and brought her back to Yanjing to recuperate for a period of time. She narrated it verbatim, and after hearing Zhao Xiaohan's narration, Xu Yiyi's mother had already cried into tears.

At this time, she was holding Xu Yiyi's shoulder and crying bitterly, still calling softly "her poor daughter", watching her mother cry, Xu Yiyi seemed to recall those gloomy days back then, so , the mother and daughter hugged their heads and cried bitterly. Seeing the mother and daughter crying, Zhao Xiaohan sighed softly, but couldn't say a word of comfort.

In the blink of an eye, more than half an hour passed. When the emotions of the mother and daughter were almost stabilized, suddenly, the door was pushed open from the outside. Immediately afterwards, a The middle-aged man came in from the outside with a dark face, when he saw the middle-aged man. , Xu Yiyi softly called out "Dad"!

However, what everyone didn't expect was that the middle-aged man didn't agree when he heard Xu Yiyi call "Dad". Instead, he walked forward with a dark face and glanced at the mother and daughter hugging , looked straight at Xu Yiyi, and suddenly, he raised his right hand, and slapped his daughter on the face with a "slap"!

"You still dare to come back?"

One slap, one sentence, it can be seen that Xu Yiyi's anger has reached its peak, but when this slap was slapped, Xu Yiyi's mother and daughter froze there for a few seconds. After that, Xu Yiyi's mother stood up immediately, grabbed her husband, and said anxiously, "Old man, what do you want?! Yiyi finally came back, why did you hit her?"

"Hit her?" After hearing Xu Yiyi's mother's words, the middle-aged man looked at Xu Yiyi angrily and said, "It's easy to hit her. This girl has been running away for months, and she doesn't even know how to call her family." Hitting one, what's the use of having a girl like her?"

Next to him, looking at the middle-aged man who slapped his daughter as soon as he entered the door, Zhao Xiaohan couldn't help but sighed softly. No wonder Xu Yiyi told him that her father had a bad temper when he entered the door. , now it seems that it's not just bad, it's just a bad temper!

"Old man, you have misunderstood Yiyi!"

Xu Yiyi's mother's voice suddenly rang out, and she couldn't help sobbing as soon as she opened her mouth: "Our daughter almost won't come back..."

"What do you mean?" Hearing what his wife said, the middle-aged man frowned, a little confused. Then, following Xu Yiyi's mother's narration, the middle-aged man finally understood the whole story. In the end, Xu Yiyi next to her sat there without saying a word, she just sat there quietly and listened to her mother tell her own story, as if she was listening to someone else's story.

About ten minutes later, after listening to Xu Yiyi's mother's narration, a look of regret appeared on the face of the middle-aged man, but, in just a split second, his eyes shifted to Zhao Xiaohan, still , full of vigilance.

"You just said that you met Yiyi on the train?" Xu Yiyi's father said softly, Zhao Xiaohan nodded and said "yes".

"Then you met her in Vietnam again by such a coincidence?" Xu Yiyi's father was still asking, but there was already a trace of suspicion in this question. Hearing that his father began to question Zhao Xiaohan, Xu Yiyi asked The son couldn't help but said: "Dad, what do you mean? Do you doubt Brother Xiaohan?"

After hearing Xu Yiyi's words, her mother frowned subconsciously, then waved her hand and said, "I don't doubt him, I just want to ask a little bit more clearly."

"There's nothing to ask. The matter is very clear. If Brother Xiaohan hadn't saved me, I might still be in Vietnam and never come back!"

Xu Yiyi's attitude was very firm, and she looked straight at her father. After hearing Xu Yiyi's words, her father frowned even more. After being silent for a while, he suddenly said, "Speak, adults, children." Don't interrupt, I'm just asking, why are you so sensitive?"

"You didn't ask, you clearly doubt Brother Xiaohan!"

"I don't doubt him, I just want to ask a little bit more clearly, can't I even ask? Is it because the girl is getting older and her elbows are starting to turn outward?!"

Suddenly, the father and daughter quarreled, seeing the two people who were arguing so hard, Zhao Xiaohan sighed helplessly, waved his hand, and interrupted the two: "Okay, stop arguing, listen to me. "

After the words fell, the father and daughter became quiet all of a sudden, looking at the father and daughter who were still looking at each other angrily, Zhao Xiaohan turned his head, glanced at Xu Yiyi's father, and said softly: "Uncle, I understand how you feel, and I can understand you too, it doesn't matter, pity the parents of the world, I understand."

"As for why it is so coincidental, I can only say, fate." As he spoke, Zhao Xiaohan took out a cigarette from his pocket, smoked it lightly, and continued to speak softly: "Of course, this matter In the final analysis, the problem is also with me. If I didn't meddle in my own business and annoy those pickpockets, it would be impossible for Yiyi to be taken to Vietnam later. I can only say one thing to Yiyi ,sorry."

"Later, meeting her in Vietnam was purely coincidental. Believe it or not, I can only say that it was fate. Of course, this time I came back with Yiyi. In addition to sending Yiyi home, I also have One purpose is to find out the culprits who sold Yiyi to Vietnam. Naturally, I am willing to take responsibility for the trouble I caused. If you suspect that I am trying to plot something wrong, I really don't understand, Fei With so much effort, what benefit can I gain from you?"