After Becoming a Little |

Mrs. Jin used to speculate viciously whether the story of the wife of the head of the Song family was exposed and murdered her husband. After all, that woman later gave birth to a posthumous child, the second Miss Song, and that child was spoiled so much Long and crooked, arrogant and domineering deeds have been heard by them more or less.

At that time, although the personal relationship between Mr. Jin and the Song family was interrupted, the cooperation continued. It was not until a few years ago that the Song family began to transfer the strategic core and transferred a large amount of capital from the manufacturing industry to research and development of biotechnology, which gradually reduced the cooperation.

This invitation was sent, and it was reasonable and reasonable, but Mr. Jin really didn't want to go.

Mrs. Jin slammed it: "Speaking of the Song family, their worry-free island is the best place. When our master told us stories when we were young, what we most wanted to know was what the sea looks like..."

Mrs. Jin always talks about her childhood, her master, her senior and junior sisters, she is a nostalgic person, so Mr. Jin always just touches his wife's hair and listens to her with a smile at the corners of his eyes. Not annoyed at all.

As long as she said what she said, how could she be annoyed?

"When I was a child, I wanted to go to the seaside in the south. The master said that there is no snow in the south, and the seaside there is as warm as spring in all seasons. I don't believe it. How can there be a place in this world that doesn't snow in winter? Another winter?"

Mrs. Jin rambled. At that time, she and her younger junior sister were timid, afraid of pain and laziness, so only the senior sister had finished learning the inheritance of the Mo family ranger, and then was released by the master, saying that she was the greatest in the world. Great to go.

"I am very envious of my senior sister. I don't know anything about learning a vertical and horizontal master. The master also asked me to learn a famous master, that is, the famous sophist who is not a horse. I thought this thing is not fooling people? I did not learn... ...My junior sister is smarter than me. There are two branches of the Mo family. In addition to the rangers, there is also a post-mortem of the Mo family, who inherits the skills of the organ. She has studied all of them. Later, she also studied the Zajia. Lu Buwei is a Zajia. If I had more Learn, our family's property may have to double!"

Mr. Jin kissed her hair: "It's enough, we can't use it up anyway, it's all for our daughter..."

"As soon as I've been dreaming, I've always dreamed that my silly girl was kidnapped--you said that others came for her, shouldn't it be all for money? If I had known that we would also learn from Lao Ai's family, It's right to hide from that stupid kid."

"My eldest brother's family is a special case..." Mr. Jin laughed: "Speaking of eldest brother who has not re-established a family for so many years, it is estimated that there are also considerations in this regard. With his current worth, once he gets married and then divorces, he will be divided into twelve. digits."

"Are you saying that his ex-wife is stupid, such a diamond husband, if you don't want it, don't want it - I don't know the name of that stupid girl!"

"I didn't ask. After all, it's a sad thing for others, so don't gossip like that."

Mr. Jin glanced at the invitation card: "Hey... Speaking of family and children, my old friend's child is also pitiful, so the marriage was arranged like this, let's go and have a look, we haven't seen each other for many years. That child, at the beginning, I said that our daughter and his daughter should recognize a sister... After attending the wedding, I will play for a few days, and I will take a vacation to warm up, and it will snow when I come back. "

"..."

Mrs. Jin sighed and arched into her husband's arms: "Go, let's go, let our daughter take a leave of absence to go together, since we are going, the etiquette can't be lost, the engagement is so big, if my daughter gets married , if we can get together in the same vein of Huanxiguan, I will be satisfied..."

"Okay, everyone will be in order by then."

Mrs. Jin closed her eyes happily, enjoying the warmth between husband and wife, and felt that her hardships had been rewarded.

That's great... If the senior and junior sisters can have a neat and tidy family, then they will be willing to die...

Looking at her soft appearance today, I am afraid that no one would have imagined that this blond beauty is known for her strength, and her methods of vertical and horizontal are indelible in the memory of the older generation. The underground queen of the north——

【Fast Snow When Clear·Lu Wugou】

PS: Nine more reached today!The blade owes all the repayment, I really am a trustworthy person...

PS2: Putong (I can't afford to fall to the ground...

Section 117 0117 - Your plug-in DLC is online

Arya returned home, looked at the hallway with a big hole, and sighed.

Is this a developer's way of communicating with each other?

The maintenance person has not come yet, and the housekeeping has already helped to clean up the gravel and other things. In fact, half of the entrance of Arya's house was taken out to be used as a shoe cabinet - otherwise, with her physical fitness far from reaching its peak, it would not be possible to do so. It's not that simple to use a sledgehammer to tear down the wall and forcibly break in.

The explosion she arranged later caused some hangings on this side of her room to fall off. Arya checked room by room, and the storage room was a particularly messy mess.

"So I'm trying to save her for Mao? I shouldn't have heard that scream in the first place."

Alia sighed at a Western-style classical gilt makeup mirror in the storage room: "The magic mirror and the magic mirror tell me, what should I eat tonight?"

Lotus was taken away by the woman named Yuko, which caused Arya to fall into one of the most difficult questions in life - what to eat tonight?

This is a torture from the soul, and it has become a problem to dominate the universe. It is better than Thanos who can only fill his stomach with a purple potato from his pocket. Mr. Stark, who is rich and enemies, also loves Burger King and Frozen. What about dried blueberries?

While Arya was packing the IWC collections in the storage room, she was picking out tonight's goals as she reported the name of the dishes to herself.

She pulled a long table to the outside, and the things piled in the innermost corner lost their support and fell with a 'clatter', overturning on the ground.

"Okay, what a nice day." Arya shrugged, went to pick up the boxes one by one, and found a box at the bottom that she didn't remember much.

It was an old tin candy box, with a contemporary green finish, the kind of green Arya hadn't seen since the tin clockwork frog was crossed out of her toy list.A giant panda is painted on the side of the candy box, and on the front, the pinyin of XIONGMAO is written in the simple artistic characters of the last century, and a candy pattern in the style of a white rabbit is also drawn.

On the top is the old-fashioned tinplate round bayonet, and the patent leather on the edges has fallen off and has a rust color.

Arya shook the box carefully, and there was a slight noise inside, but it wasn't anything heavy. Curiously, she used her little finger to pry off the tightly covered box and found a stack of booklets inside.

Oh, and two more photos.

The photo on the left is a group photo of three young girls, who seem to be in their early teens, wearing rustic cotton-padded jackets and braids, with a river beach in the background. Together, have a good laugh.

I don’t know the girl on the left, but she looks a bit like a girl from an ethnic minority in the northern region, or even a bit like Mao Mei, her facial features are deep and three-dimensional, very dazzling - but considering Mao Mei’s shelf life, now the other party should be a waistline Eight feet of hammer bear aunt.

Arya looked at it for a long time, why did she feel a bit like the big-chested, brainless blond mascot of the music club at her school?

Well, it must be an illusion.

On the right is a beautiful woman with delicate eyebrows, a bit like Wang Zuxian when she was young, with thick braids divided into double ponytails, and the amorous feelings between her frowns and smiles amazed Alia, what a beautiful embryo...

But it's still the one in the middle, beautiful, because the first thing Arya saw was the one in the middle, and she recognized that it was her own mother.

In fact, when she was young, Alia's mother was indeed a beauty worthy of praise. Her beauty is not in the facial features, but the heroic spirit of the whole person, which is reflected in time and space even in the photo. The beauties couldn't hide their eyes.

Just like what Andy Lau said when he described Brigitte Lin: Among these five people, the first one you look at must be Brigitte Lin, because this is the star power.

Just like those Hong Kong and Taiwan actresses in the last century who are still bright and moving without makeup, illuminating the memory of a generation, Alia looked at the old photo in her hand and sighed that the three girls in it also had the same beauty as theirs.

That kind of beauty is natural and real, and it can also be deposited in the years, and it is still admirable across the long river of time.

Still, my mom looks the best, Arya thought, putting down the old yellowed black and white photo.

"Mirror mirror, tell me, who is the most beautiful person in the world?"

The vanity mirror didn't speak. It is estimated that she has never seen such a sandy girl, talking to herself and taking a sequel.

The other photo is more formal, and a very rare old color photo-

The three girls in the previous photo were all wearing black Taoist robes, standing behind a Taishi chair with their hands tied. On the Taishi chair sat a demure woman with a slight smile—just this expression made Alia feel like she was. With an arrow pierced through the chest, he immediately took in a breath of cold air.

She silently put down the photo, stared at the table with dull eyes, and took a breath for more than half a minute before exhaling it all.

At that moment just now, she finally understood why Duan Yu was so obsessed with the fairy sister Yuxiang in Langhuan Paradise.

Gangzhen, if Arya is not a soul traveler, and her self-control is strong enough, I am afraid that she has already thought about what the name of her great-grandson should be.

"Magic mirror, magic mirror, I blame you wrongly, you must have never seen this fairy sister, so you can't answer me."

Alia turned her head to the side, picked up the photo and showed it to the dressing mirror. She didn't even dare to look at Sister Xian's face through the mirror again.

Now she still has the shadow of the other party in front of her eyes, and the little red mole between the other party's eyebrows is burning her thoughts like a flame.

"I can't, I can't stand it." Arya clutched her heart: "This kind of feeling that you obviously like it but is completely unwilling to use the other party to rush... Could it be love at first sight?"

But Alia's mother in the photo is only in her teens. Times have changed, and the fairy sisters are probably in their [-]s or [-]s now, right?

Arya recited the Bingxin Art in silence, put the old photos back in the box, and grabbed the stack of booklets to change her mind.

The next time I see my mother, I have to ask where Sister Shenxian is, she thought, and then moved her gaze to the booklet.

Lia stunned Ai.

What is this Nima?

The first one is "Tathagata's Palm", the next one is "Yi Jin Jing", and then scroll down... This one is "Nine Yang Divine Art", this one is "Eighteen Palms for Subduing Dragons", oh, This book sounds relatively low, it is "Seven Wounds Boxing".

There are more than [-] of these booklets, with various names that are arrogant and dazzling, and they are all manuscripts, booklets with brush characters and wiring, and they are all the same.

She flipped it over and looked at it, and couldn't help laughing and shaking her head. Although the name was very powerful, in fact these so-called martial arts are simply whimsical - after all, it is a fantasy world of martial arts. Where can Blue Star find internal strength or real qi for you? ?

Alia looked at the handwriting and knew that these should be the brain holes of her own mother when she was young, but she didn't expect that her own mother's hobbies when she was young were so hard-core. The internal force operation mode is marked out.

She stacked the booklets, folded them neatly, and prepared to put them back. She muttered to herself, "You can practice it in another world. After all, there is fighting spirit there. Only my soul—"

When Arya said this, she seemed to suddenly think of something, paused, and narrowed her eyes.

She picked up the stack of booklets with her left hand and looked at it, and then spread out her right palm again, urging a slight manifestation of the power of her soul, which caused the air in her right palm to distort slightly, as if a heat wave was rushing.

"Emmm... eh? (rising tone)"

Section 118 0118-Stable as Poi Alia (add more updates for the blades and postgraduate students

On weekend mornings, Lotus carried a very high-end food basket and opened the door of Arya's house.

The curtains are drawn in the room without the lights, and the sunlight is blocked from the transparent curtains, which makes the room have a wonderful brightness like the transition of morning and evening.

Then she looked up and saw Alia sitting on the sofa in the living room, her eyes widened: "Aya, what are you doing?!"

Alia, who was sitting cross-legged on the fabric sofa, opened her eyes, and for a moment, Lotus felt as if there was a flash in front of her, and there was even a dark spot in the center of her field of vision, similar to looking directly at the sun.

Arya exhaled a long breath, the room seemed to be roaring with wind, and the curtains were rolled up.

Lianhua was stunned, she looked at Alia blankly, the latter stretched out her hand to her with a serious expression: "Help me, help me, my legs are numb!"

"..."

Arya limped, stretched out her arms and swayed her legs, twisting her waist, and the bones all over her body made a 'crackling' sound.

Lotus felt a little distressed: "Aya, what's wrong with you?"

"It's alright, I made a MOD, and it's still in the closed beta stage for now." Arya waved her hand and grinned: "The latest result is that some bugs have been found, which is probably due to the incompatibility of the operating system - and the hardware is not compatible with superior."

Lotus doesn't know why, but seeing that there seems to be no problem with Alia, she comes to rest assured and brings the food box over: "This is the breakfast I brought you, after eating, bring some clothes, we are the plane in the afternoon. "

Arya looked at the delicate basket and was a little curious: "Is the takeaway packaging so advanced now?"

"This is not a takeaway, it's a morning tea meal from a private kitchen in Dongshan City. I think it tastes good, so I asked them to make one for you to try."

Arya opened the food basket with disdain: "Now the so-called private kitchens are sold in packaging and style. If you really want to say how delicious it is, that's it..."

……

……

"This is the best breakfast I've ever had in my life."

Alia lay on her back on the dining table and chairs, with a dead expression on her face: "I never knew these traditional pastries would be so delicious, I even saw the beach and the waves, and I was pulling a silk scarf Running like..."

Her phone was still playing the BGM of "The Great Wall of Thousand Miles" outside the loop, and Arya didn't expect that the real food would be so delicious that she wanted to cry - not because of the addition of onions.