Long time no see, ex-wife!

Chapter 356

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, these years I spent very little time with my father, and my father didn't call me often to invite me over. Most of the time, it was Yaling who ran to him with a small bag, and when he came back, he would take care of me. I conveyed some of my father's words, or exhortations, or inadvertent misses revealed during the chat.

If I were with my father, it would be impossible to hear these words, but Yaling has a way to draw out his thoughts from his father, and then tell me, as if he has been committed to the establishment of diplomatic relations between the two men , carefully maintaining this supposedly intimate relationship, I don't know how much thought it took.

It is right for her father to like her. In front of her father, she is just a heartless little girl. She does not complain, is not self-willed, never talks about frustrating topics, and spends all her time playing around with this old child. Nao, I don't know how her father told us about our relationship. Every time Uncle Li sent her back, my father would follow her on the phone, first ask her if she got home safely, and then tell me There can be more romance between husband and wife. Although Yaling is very satisfied with her life now, she still needs to give her some surprises from time to time.
Has father been kept in the dark?
I don't think I don't know anything, it's like Elling's painstaking deception, he is afraid of it, and he followed Elling's wish, pretending to be ignorant, maintaining the last bit of self-esteem of Eladrin.

The car drove for a long time, and when we arrived at our destination today, Yaling was secretly sleeping, and I didn't expose her, so I covered her with a blanket and went down with my father.

The last time I came here, I was not so passionate, and the relationship with my father was more awe than intimacy, but this time, I dared to look into his eyes and clamored for a comparison, the corner of my father's half-curved mouth made me My face is hot, but my heart is warm.

The result of the game is not important, anyway, my father will find all kinds of excuses to get past it, and Yaling has been eaten to death by him many times, and of course I am no exception.

When I got back to the original place, I saw Ya Ling was chatting with someone, half bent over, with a small ball arched in her arms, upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Mr. Fang's youngest daughter.

My father yelled for me to go over from behind, but I went straight to them with the bucket in my face, put down the bucket, and put my hand on her arm. Suddenly looking at Boss Fang in a panic, he hurriedly explained: "It's just a coincidence."

I am very satisfied and at a loss for her explanation.

She carried the bucket to her father's place, and my eyes swept over Mr. Fang. This man has something in his eyes. I don't know if it includes Ya Ling?Because I can clearly see the movement of him raising his hand to caress Ya Ling's hair just now, it is completely out of nature, the nature of a man.

Mr. Fang seldom smiles, but even I can see that the alienation on his face has eased a lot at this time, and I can't help but think to myself, is it because of Yaling?

Just thinking about it, Yaling ran back again, took out a towel to help me wipe my hands carefully, then put down the sleeves, and carefully smoothed every wrinkle for me. I am a little proud, because Yaling helped me in front of Mr. Fang What I did made me feel a little proud.

So, being so naughty, watching her leave foolishly, he finally laughed.

Mr. Fang seems to want to leave. I don't think about whether there is any complicated meaning in it. It's just that I admire this man whether it's personal or business. This meeting is a great opportunity. Why don't you invite him? Together?
The number of people for tonight has been confirmed, and the next step is cooking. Although Aling's craftsmanship is a bit scary, it is better because my father likes it, so I still manage the old stomachs of the two old people in a decent manner. It's a waste of delicious ingredients, so I have to do it myself, so as to give tonight's guests a good memory.

Ya Ling ran over with a piece of delicious meat that his father was reluctant to part with, and his father made a gesture behind him and went back to study other things with Chen Bo. Ya Ling stole a piece of meat that was said to be the most fat for me, and opened his mouth to eat it Afterwards, she tasted the handicraft of Yaling, but she had to swallow it because it tasted so tasteless. Afterwards, she turned to praise her handicraft. She was like a little field mouse that fell into a rice basket, and she was a little blissful.

Many things that I used to do by myself were hesitantly given to her. There were differences between the two at the beginning, but after a while, things went smoothly. Every look and every movement became a signal. Barbeques are also a lot of fun to cook.

After everything was set up, Mr. Fang was nowhere to be found, so Yaling volunteered and ran out. I felt inappropriate to keep up, but my father held me back by yelling that he wanted to eat grilled fish.

Roasted one after another, they were neatly stacked on the plate, but the two old people just looked at it, smelled it, shook their heads, and sighed: "Ya Ling is better."

I'm also a little speechless, maybe it's because my taste is weird.

Looking back, I saw the figures of three people in the distance, they were so close and happy, and the noise of Yaling and the girl's play came from far away, and I tightened my hands as I tore off the apron.

He joined them with a smile on his face, and just when he heard the girl's loud voice asking Elling to be her mother, he stepped faster and pulled Elling beside him before speaking.

Ya Ling looked embarrassed, afraid that she had been bullied by this little guy for countless times. Although Mr. Fang explained it, his tone was not so active.

I may have tasted it.

Because they seem to be well matched, the man is excellent, the child is cute, and the woman is also very suitable. The appearance of the three of them walking from a distance, no one can find the slightest problem.

I have an urge to ask Mr. Fang what was going on in his mind at that time?Why indulge such nonsense with children?What is the reason for those dim eyes?
After coaxing the little girl to be happy, she put Ya Ling on the left hand side, and only used her voice to remind Mr. Fang to follow, and then strode forward.

The corners of the mouth and hands could not help clenching Yaling a bit.

The party that night was very lively, Yaling and her father were like two live treasures, and the little clever ghost would say a few words in the middle from time to time. , looked at the dining table with a distressed expression, asking for help.

I smiled, shook the wine in the glass to greet Mr. Fang, he slightly bent his lips, took a sip, saw Ya Ling's eyes, was stunned, and said: "Lele, don't make trouble with my sister."

(End of this chapter)