After Becoming a Little |

Queen Jin nodded: "...a little bit, wouldn't that be pitiful?"

"You just think why her father didn't tell her the assets, but really speaking, her father also didn't tell her the danger. Isn't it good for that child to have an ordinary life?"

"But doesn't she mean she doesn't know her father at all?"

"You don't know the thoughts of your parents. What your parents tell you is usually only the good side. In fact, how much do you know about me and your father?"

Mrs. Jin stretched out her hand and pinched Queen Jin's face: "You know, we have had decades of our own lives, and only then will you join us."

Queen Jin rubbed her face: "It's different, Mr. Ai is a legend."

Mrs. Jin seemed to remember something when she said it, she fluttered her long hair, and routinely bulingbuling~: "Many times, you may see an ordinary child, but his parents also have the once magnificent Youth, the simplest example - the father of your generation's children, if he participated in the battle against Vietnam and survived, he can be called a legend."

"..." Queen Jin opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't say anything and fell into thinking.

"Sometimes, it's not that they are too ordinary as parents, but because they have settled from their former glory, they have settled down in the past, they have started a family with peace of mind, and they have paid for their children's growth. They may have experienced what you sound like a novel's bloody plot. When you are young, you may have legends that are still circulating in foreign countries, but you don’t even know it.”

Mrs. Jin picked up her beloved enamel old teapot: "You too, my daughter... You will have a life story that belongs to you, those present and future, you will see, feel, and love, Find the little world that belongs to you, but in the end, you will still choose a person who can hug and keep warm in this cold world, marry him, have one or more children, and devote most of your future energy and energy for the children. time."

She took a sip of tea, looked out the window with empty eyes, and said leisurely: "At that time, you will understand that your era can only exist in the memory of your generation, instead of bragging to your children, your children will only watch When it comes to your daily life, you don't know how high-spirited, youthful and beautiful you used to be..."

Queen Jin also picked up the teacup, but after thinking about it, she felt something was wrong: "No, Mom, then why do you tell me your story all day long? I can recite it now!"

"That's not to make you have something to do with your children, or what would I do to give birth to you?"

Mrs. Jin squinted at her daughter: "I gave birth to you to have a baby who can listen to my bragging. I know those children who don't want to listen, but I can't deal with them... It's better for my own children, how to deal with them. tidy."

Queen Jin sighed, feeling that she might as well be a piece of barbecued pork...

The door was opened, and Mr. Jin Wansanjin, who hugged Mrs. Jin for warmth in this icy world of materialistic desires, walked in. This northern mine king, a model of Confucian businessmen, and gushing mountains and rivers wanted to take the country's mining industry to impact the world pattern. The three-legged boss is now rubbing his hands, nodding and bowing like a traitor and dog-leg translator in a film and television drama.

"Hey...hehe...Ma'am, that—"

Mrs. Jin's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly: "There is no your wife here. Your wife is too poor to be seen, so she hid. My name is Lu Wugou."

"..."

Jin Wansan winked at his daughter, but Queen Jin reached out and grabbed the melon seeds, showing an expression of watching the fun.

Jin Wansan quietly gestured with a finger beside him, and Queen Jin put down the seeds and sat upright, but still did not make a sound.

Jin Wansan stretched out his palms and directly gestured with five fingers, Jin Hou's eyes lit up, and he jumped forward, hugging his own mother's thigh, and howling dryly: "My dearest mother! What are you doing? To be able to treat my dear father who loves you so much!"

The gorgeous blond hair inherited from Mrs. Jin was swaying, and it looked like a golden retriever tossing her water-stained body, making it messy and desolate.

Mrs. Jin's eyes twitched, and she bared her teeth: "How much pocket money did your dad give you? I'll give you double, and now let me go out!"

"Okay~"

Empress Jin stood up and straightened her skirt, grabbed her hair with both hands and tidied it up, and trotted out.

Before going out, she didn't forget to slam the door.

Mrs. Jin turned her head away, reached out and lifted the shoulder straps of her long dress, revealing half of her rosy shoulders.

Jin Wansan's shoulders slumped: "Madam, I still have business to do tonight..."

Madam Jin snorted and folded her arms across her chest, unmoved.

Jin Wansan sighed, took off his glasses, carefully placed them on the coffee table, stretched out his hand and hugged his wife: "Okay, in order to prove that my wife is still charming, I'll give it up tonight—"

Queen Jin squatted in the corridor of the hotel, turned her back to the door of the suite, and yawned.

Raising her hand and looking at her watch, she raised her head and said to the assistant who had just come with her father: "Don't disturb them for an hour, and call a taxi for me. I have to go back to school to rest, tomorrow is still early. class."

The assistant nodded, and a capable man with a slender head was separated from behind, and walked quickly to the elevator.

These two elevators are dedicated passages with elevator staff on duty, leading directly to upstairs and downstairs. In addition, only freight elevators can go up and down the entire hotel.

At the same time that the capable man walked into the passenger elevator, the freight elevator not far away also lit up with blue lights, and Queen Jin subconsciously looked over there.

The next second, her eyes stopped, and in the elevator she saw a girl from the same school who had only met today.

Wait - if I remember correctly, what's her last name?

Chapter 56 056 - We still don't know the source of those gifts

After loosening the M134, which was depleted of the ammo chain and the barrel was still spinning slowly, Arya's mother shook her numb arm.

A pickup truck not far away has been beaten into briquettes, and she has no sympathy for such a drug lord who can even use a child as a tool-although the current pattern in Mexico is indeed black and white, it is impossible to be the same. The Republic is as stable and harmonious, but she prefers to see a slightly gentler villain in comparison.

The world is not black or white, and there are gray areas in the middle, just like the country still has its own gray rules at the grassroots level, but the reason why rules are rules is because there is a need for this thing to exist.

These bad people who come to do things are bad people who don't need to exist.

Codron's subordinates are now playing the role of police officers in film and television dramas. They only ran out to wash the ground after the protagonist killed the opponent and wiped out the opponent. It was embarrassing and fearful to see Codron.

He shook his head and said with emotion, "Ms. Lu, I almost forgot that you were a reporter half an hour ago."

"I'm a journalist now, but no one says a journalist can't be a fighter or something, like no one knows that as an independent game developer, you're still a drug lord."

Those who were with Arya's mother were also a little excited: "Lu, you are amazing!"

"Agreed, next time there is an invitation for this kind of interview, you must remind me to wear body armor."

Arya's mother didn't seem to be in a good mood. She bit her lip and thought about it for half a minute.

Everyone could see her expression, and for a while there was some fear that they dared not express.

Cordron whispered something to the confidant who came over, the confidant nodded, and trotted back again.

Arya's mother looked down at the scattered bullet casings on the ground, then looked at the messy surroundings, raised her head and sniffed, her eyes were a little red.

Colleagues thought she was sympathetic, but they didn't see her steady hands that could shoot with a gun trembling slightly, her fingers turning white while holding the phone,

"I need to go back to my country right away, I have very important things to do, Mr. Codron, and my friends will ask you to get them back to the city safely."

Cordron didn't understand why she was so resolute, let alone what her "immediately" was. After all, she didn't go back with everyone now, so did she want to fly back by herself?

Although Ms. Lu looks like a Kryptonian dressed as a reporter—after all, Clark likes to use this identity as a disguise, at least it seems that she has not yet reached the level of flying.

Codron began to seriously think about the films and TV works of the Republic he had watched. If he remembered correctly, even the kind that was so powerful that the 'Emperor in the Fighter' had to ride a horse to chase the enemy.

Going forward, he didn't dabble much in the old TV series. After all, everyone likes to watch new works.

Arya's mother called someone, and whispered the address. Codron naturally didn't care about the address revealed by the other party - this is the planting area, not his base camp, otherwise there would be no such LOW attack scene.

In Mexico, the growing area of ​​this special crop has been banned repeatedly, and being found is nothing more than a cutscene.

He took out the checkbook from his pocket and signed a check for 20 US dollars on the spot: "This is what you deserve, Ms. Lu."

Arya's mother blinked: "This money... clean?"

Cordron was stunned, and after a while, he gave a bitter 'ha' and shook his head self-deprecatingly.

He handed the check to several other reporters next to him: "It's really sad, it's true that the money is not very clean, so I hope you can help me donate it to UNICEF, and I hope it can be used in a clean place - writes Ms. Lu name."

He smiled at those reporters: "In addition, I will prepare [-] US dollars for each of them as compensation for today's accident. I'm sorry for making you experience an unpleasant interview."

After speaking, he emphasized: "That will be clean money. After all, we have a legitimate side business, but it is not large."

The confidant rushed back and handed Codron a large box.

"Ms. Lu, this is a gift I gave you. You saved my life. It stands to reason that I should repay you with something more valuable... But it's a pity, if I want to give a gift to my respected friend with A commemorative gift, then except for this thing, which was made clean with my own money, everything else came from these special crops that shouldn’t be grown on a large scale.”

Arya's mother took it over and opened it, and there was a small bottle of wine, a delicate crystal bottle, the wine was rippling, with an amber luster.

"This is the best tequila I've ever had, hope you like it."

"Fortunately it's just a bottle of wine and not something weird, this time I think I can handle my daughter's problem, after all an agro-processing entrepreneur's tequila is better than an archaeologist's cat mummy Much more explanation - although he keeps emphasizing that it was the cat goddess of the Fifth Dynasty Pyramid of Saqqara."

Codron was stunned for a moment: "Uh... the cat goddess?"

"Yes, Bastet in charge of SEX, Egyptians believe this, a cat."

Alia's mother said and handed the box to her companion: "I'll give you the contact information of a customs friend later, and help me send things to her, and she will arrange the next thing."

The companion nodded and said doubtfully, "You're not with us..."

"Tuk tuk tuk-"

The sound of a helicopter came, and everyone turned to look subconsciously.

Cordron's eyes widened at the helicopter—it was an off-white gunship with a Marine Corps logo and weapons hanging brightly on it.

He opened his mouth unconsciously, took a deep breath, and subconsciously wanted to run with the people around him.

Nima is going to die, die, die—

Arya's mother grabbed a piece of the car's rearview mirror that had fallen by her side, made a V with her left hand, used these two fingers as the sight, aimed at the helicopter, and reflected it toward the opposite side in the morning sunlight.

The helicopter hovered not far away and waited, lowering the height, setting off smoke and dust, and the surrounding trees were bent over.

A soft ladder was thrown down, and Arya's mother waved to everyone: "Let's go first, talk later when you have time."

Codron, who ran out for several steps, turned his head and was inexplicably surprised: "..."

Arya's mother took her backpack from her companion and dipped it on her back: "That's my friend."

She looked at Cordron: "I have a lot of friends, similar to the experience of knowing you just now, so they are also willing to help me a little... In fact, there are times when they can help me a lot, such as now."

Cordron looked up at the gunships that were completely free of them, with a gloomy expression on his face.

The Marine Corps and their criminals are naturally not friends. Even to a certain extent, the Marine Corps has always been the main elite force used by the official to fight against them, these drug lords. Now this scene is said to be a cat meeting a mouse. Not too much.

He straightened his face: "I hope next time you come, we will still be friends."

Alia's mother gave him a deep look: "I hope that next time I come, you can realize your ideal and become a qualified gamer."

DAY 57 057 - Alia's mom's connections are scary

"Long time no see, Lu-"

A heavily armed female Marine reached out and pulled her into the cabin, smiling and handing her a helmet.

She looked very happy when she saw Arya's mother: "We just happened to be patrolling a not far route, otherwise you might have to wait an extra hour! Let's go have a drink when I get off work?"

"Long time no see, Marina."

Alia's mother leaned on the seat a little tiredly: "I'm not in the mood to drink, just find the nearest airport and drop me off."