Good night, Mr.President

"Uncle Li, my mother told you to go in."

The young voice came, and Mei Qixian looked at it suspiciously. It was a familiar face.

Boss Wang? His mind suddenly lifted up, and a guess floated in his mind.

Brother Li went in and came out soon after. He smiled politely at Mei Qixian.

"Boss Mei, boss Wang agrees. The grassland is so wide that she can change places."

Mei Qixian still stared at the child by the door curtain. He looked at himself, stared at him, pouted his mouth with some dissatisfaction, and then retracted.

"Brother Li, that kid just, but your boss Wang's son?"

"Yes, although the child is small, he is clever."

"Your boss Wang, but his name is Wang Xinyi?"

"No, it's Wang sinao. He grew up on the grassland when he was a child."

"Growing up on the grassland?" Mei Qixian frowned gently. It seemed that he was worried too much.

"Farewell," he said, leaving and heading for the motorcade.

Brother Li saw that people were far away, and then he entered the tent again. "Boss Wang, I went back as you said."

Wang Xinyi nodded. "Thank you, brother Li. Please tell brother Guan."

Brother Guan is another local invited by Wang Xinyi. She is worried that Mei Qixian suspects asking more questions, so she will prepare more in case.

Brother Li didn't know Wang Xinyi's intention, but he did as he was told, "OK, boss Wang."

"Mom, why did you let Uncle Li lie?" after brother Li left, Gu Gu asked simply.

Wang Xinyi frowned slightly. He didn't set a good example for his son this time.

"Mom, that's a white lie."

Hearing the speech, Gu Gu seriously looked at his head and thought, "Mom, is that a white lie not a lie?"

"This..." Wang Xinyi was embarrassed. He was afraid of making mistakes in his explanation to the child. "White lies are also lies. Lying is a bad child. My mother has become a bad person today, but Gu Gu can't."

"Then why can mother be a bad man, Gu Gu?"

"Do you want to eat lollipops? If you want to, mom will buy you one tomorrow, but you can only eat one ~"

"OK, mom, I want strawberry."

"Yes, for tomorrow's lollipop, you don't ask your mother this question. If you ask again, you won't buy you fruit candy."

Gu Gu's black eyes turned around and thought about it. It's still important for lollipops, "OK."

Wang Xinyi smiled sweetly. The child was easy to coax.

……

The next day, Wang Xinyi went to the market with her son. She was not very convenient, but it must be right for the children to see things outside from childhood.

It was brother Guan's minivan. The road was bumpy. Gu Gu began to get carsick.

"Mom, why do I feel dizzy and want to vomit every time I take the bus, but you won't?"

"Not when you grow up."

"Then what am I supposed to grow up?"

"You study well. If you are as tall as your uncle, you will almost grow up."

Hearing the speech, Gu Gu looked curiously at brother Guan driving, "Uncle Guan, how old are you so tall?"

"Ha ha!" brother Guan smiled brightly, "little boss, I'm so tall, but I'm seventeen or eighteen."

"Seventeen or eighteen..." Gu Gu carefully touched his two fingers and counted them.

One year is one year old. He is three years old today. It is fourteen or five years away from the age of seventeen or eighteen