Xia Qingqing was a little surprised, "Eh? Is sister Xue'er going back to China to go to kindergarten? Does that mean you don't plan to live abroad, auntie?"

Charlene nodded, "Well, that's right, Xueer and I will both settle in China in the future, Qingqing, remember to visit us often."

Xia Qingqing's mother tilted her head, "Why did you make such a decision all of a sudden? Have you been living abroad unsatisfactory all these years?"

Charlene sighed, "The social environment in the United States is very unfriendly to Chinese people, especially schools, and discrimination against Chinese people is very serious. The state where Xueer and I are located even has legislation that divides Chinese people into Chinese Chinese, Hong Kong Chinese and others. There are different levels of Taiwanese Chinese, and Chinese at different levels are not even allowed to enter some schools. The racism in the United States is too serious, I can't let Cher grow up in an environment that is hostile to her, so I decided to take her go home."

Xia Qingqing stuck out her tongue, "This is really a weird system... It's good that Sister Xueer comes back, so I can go to her often to play."

"Well, Xue'er will definitely be very happy," Charlene smiled and gave Li Mubai a meaningful glance, "and if you bring your little boyfriend, Xue'er may be happier."

Xia Qingqing blushed, thinking that Xia Lin was teasing her, she couldn't help but called out, "Little aunt!"

That shy expression made Xia Qingqing's mother and Xia Lin smile.

However, Li Mubai could only accompany him with a dry smile, and his back was covered in cold sweat.

When he was with Xia Lin before, that little girl from Xue Er was the most clingy to him, and even listened to Li Mubai the most. Sometimes what Xia Lin, a mother, said was not as effective as what Li Mubai said.

After both Xia Lin and Xue Er lost their memories, Li Mubai felt extremely uncomfortable.

Not only can't bear Xia Lin, but also can bear Xue Er's cute little girl.

Now, Xia Lin deliberately mentioned Xue'er and asked Li Mubai to see her... Li Mubai was so distressed.

This time, Xia Qingqing's mother finally noticed Li Mubai's abnormality.

She stared at Li Mubai, a little confused.

"Mubai, aren't you feeling well? Why does your expression look a little... uncomfortable?"

Li Mubai squeezed out a forced smile and stood up, "That... Auntie, my stomach hurts a bit, can you let me leave for a while?"

Xia Qingqing's mother blinked and smiled slightly, "Go out from here to the bathroom, walk through a corridor on the left hand side."

Li Mubai smiled dryly and thanked him. He didn't dare to look at Xia Lin's expression. He clutched his stomach and pretended to have a stomachache.

Xia Qingqing looked at the back of Li Mubai's departure and was a little worried, "Isn't the uncle going to eat a bad stomach?"

Li Mubai walked out of the living room quickly, and he was relieved until he couldn't notice the line of sight that belonged to Xia Lin behind him.

He stood at the door and looked at it. In front of him was a square corridor, which combined Chinese and Western artistic aesthetics.

Following the instructions of Xia Qingqing's mother, Li Mubai hurried towards the bathroom.

Although he came out just to avoid Charlene, he just washed his face with cold water to calm down when he was doing a full set.

In the end, when he found the bathroom, Li Mubai was speechless—recalling the foreword, at his current salary, he worked so hard for a lifetime that he couldn't even buy a bathroom here.

Although the toilet in front of you is not magnificent, it shows the beauty of low-key luxury in the details, and the area is very large!

This TM toilet is so luxuriously built... poisonous!

Li Mubai, who was a poor man, was hit hard. He opened the door of the bathroom with a bad look on his face, and walked in...

Li Mubai's expression froze.

In the low-key and luxurious toilet, behind the hidden door, an uncle with a heavy expression was sitting on the toilet, holding his chin in his right hand, like a statue of a contemplative, and his pants were all down to his knees, as if he was going oversized.

However, the heavy and serious expression on his face seemed to be a national leader who was thinking about national affairs and was holding a meeting with his subordinates.

In an instant, Li Mubai almost thought that he had inadvertently broken into the meeting site of the Great Hall of the People—although it was only an illusion for a moment.

But the dignified aura of this uncle did shock Li Mubai in an instant.

The moment the two looked at each other, Li Mubai's mouth twitched, not knowing what expression he should make at this moment...

"That...sorry...I seem to have gone to the wrong place..."

He was about to quit, but the uncle spoke up.

"Boy."

The very solemn voice and the imposing whisper reminded Li Mubai of the county magistrate who came to inspect back then... Although the magistrate was considered, the magistrate was inferior to the uncle in front of him.

Li Mubai stopped subconsciously, "You...do you have any orders?"

The uncle looked at him seriously, "Did you bring paper?"

Li Mubai: "..."

Chapter 20 Side Quest: Delivering Paper to Father-in-Law

"Did you bring paper?"

Do you have paper?

paper?

Yet?

……

Li Mubai stood there with a dull expression, almost suspecting that he heard it wrong.

The uncle in front of him must be as imposing as he is, and he must be as domineering as he wants, and he has the kind of domineering aura that can only be cultivated by those who have been in high positions all year round.

When he saw him, Li Mubai couldn't help but think of that poem - Sitting alone in a pond like a tiger, under the shade of a tree to raise his spirits.When spring comes, I don't speak first, which worm dares to make a sound?

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