After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All The Big Brothers

The driver, Lao Huang, was also looking at his young master. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure rushing out of the car, running to the opposite side almost in a gaffe, and rushing into the store.

He widened his eyes in astonishment, because that figure was none other than Mr. Yi!

In Lao Huang's impression, Mr. Yi has always been smiling, calm and rational are deeply embedded in his bones, and he will never reveal his true feelings easily.

But at this moment, the back figure showed a bit of chaos and panic.

"Dad, why are you here? Didn't you wait in the car? I'm here..." It will be soon.

Before Yici could finish his words, Yi Hansheng had already passed him and walked straight into the store.

Yi Shi: "?"

Jiang Da stood in front of the machine, spread out the batter skillfully, knocked an egg, spread it evenly, then brushed the sauce, added ingredients...

Suddenly, a shadow shrouded from the side. It was a man who was about the same height as himself. Jiang Da said in a good voice, "please queue outside to buy pancakes, thank you."

Yi Hansheng looked up and down at this man of the same age. To be honest, he was very ordinary, and he could pick up a lot of them on the street.

"Who wrote your signboard?"

Jiang Da was taken aback: "...Ah?"

Yi Hansheng paused at each word, with the patience he had never had before: "Who wrote the words "Jiangji Pancake" on the signboard?"

But in fact, the excitement and excitement are almost uncontrollable, and they may rush out of the body at any time.

That word...

Wandering and pitching, content and romance, just like iron paintings, charming like silver hooks.

He had seen it countless times when he was young, swiping away from the man.

Back then, in order to be able to stand beside her and grind the ink for her, Yi Hansheng went to ask the experts, how to control the strength when grinding the ink, which direction is better, what proportion of water to add, and what kind of water to add...

The words are like people, and the things she writes are just like herself, clear and bright like the moon, bright and bright, unique in the world!

Therefore, even in the past twenty years, Yi Hansheng would never admit his mistake!

"Oh, you said that the signboard was ordered by my daughter from an advertising company, isn't it good?" Although Jiang Da thought it was strange, he still answered truthfully.

But Yi Hansheng was obviously not satisfied: "I'm asking about the characters in it! Who did you ask for the writing?"

"Just, an advertising company." Jiang Da was a little confused.

He didn't know why this well-dressed and extravagant customer was so obsessed with the sign of his shop.

What happened to the sign?

It looks good.

"This word..." Yi Hansheng forced himself to calm down, "It is very similar to a friend of mine's handwriting, no, it should be exactly the same. We have lost contact for more than 20 years, so can you tell me where she is? "

Jiang Da was stunned, that was the case, but—

"Although I really want to help you, I really don't know."

Yi Hansheng frowned.

"It was like this when I got it back." Jiang Da's expression didn't look like he was lying.

Yi Hansheng pondered for a moment: "Which advertising company did you do it in?"

Jiang Da said the name of the advertising company, "...It should be this one."

"Thank you." Yi Hansheng took out his wallet and gave all the cash in it to Jiang Da.

The latter was surprised: "What is this?"

"A little thought, if you have any other news, please let me know. This is my business card with a mobile phone number on it."

Jiang Da returned the money to him, but left a business card: "I don't need the money. If there is any news, I will call you again."

Yi Hansheng didn't try too hard, and returned to the car somewhat lost.

He couldn't help but glanced out the window again, the big characters "Jiang Ji Pancake" made his eyes redden.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Lao Huang saw Mr.'s abnormality through the mirror, and quietly did not dare to speak.

After a while, Yici came back after buying pancakes and ate them while walking.

As soon as I opened the car door, I met the torch-like eyes of my old man, eh!

He glanced at the pancake half left in his hand and asked, "Would you like a bite?"

Yi Hansheng's mouth twitched: "Come up."

"Oh." Yici got in the car and sat down, his mouth didn't stop during the period, it was just because he was coveting his pancakes.

"When did this store open?"

"Huh?" Yici turned his head in confusion, his cheeks still bulging, "Why are you asking this?"

Yi Hansheng: "Just chat."

"Last semester."

"You mean it hasn't been open for a long time?"

"It's not... At first, they set up a stall on the opposite street, and there were no shops, and then they moved here."

The man thoughtfully: "You come often?"

"Cough... it's alright."

"Why didn't I know you like pancakes?"

Yici curled her lips, her face full of disgust: "Speak as if you know that I like to eat other things..."

Yi Hansheng: "..." Well, it's okay to be a loving father or something.

"That sign..."

Yi Ci swallowed the last mouthful before wiping his mouth: "What sign?"

"Forget it." He'd better check it himself.

"..." Half the words, what's wrong!

...

When Zhong Ziang returned to Yutianhua Mansion, Liu Ma had already prepared the meal.

"The young master is back! Let's take a rest first, and we'll have dinner right away!"

"Where's my uncle?"

Mother Liu: "Sir is upstairs."

"Oh." Zhong Ziang put down his schoolbag and slumped on the sofa, cool!

That son of a bitch, Yici, is really ruthless, his whole body hurts now, and his cheekbones are even scratched.

At this time, Xie Dingyuan came down from the upstairs, his critical eyes swept him from head to toe, the next second, the eyebrows suddenly tightened——

"Why so late?"

"Played ball on the playground for a while."

Xie Dingyuan didn't ask any more, just said, "Go take a shower first."

Zhong Zi'ang was not very happy: "It's going to start soon... It's the same thing if you wash it after eating."

"It's not ashes, it's mud, and you still want to eat?"

It's a chore to say.

Zhong Ziang's cheeks were hot: "Why, why can't I eat? I'm clean!"

Xie Dingyuan responded directly with a look of disgust.

Zhong Ziang's mouth slumped, and he walked upstairs staggeringly, saying, "It's obviously very clean... It's all my fault for that dog X, who just plays ball, what are you doing? And Jiang Fuyue pissed off..."

Xie Dingyuan's ears moved: "Stop."

Zhong Ziang turned around and looked back: "Huh?"

"eat first."

"Huh?!" The young man's expression lifted, and he quickly turned back, "Uncle, did I hear it right?"

Xie Dingyuan ignored him and went straight to the dining room.

Zhong Ziang shoved him behind him like a puppy: "Can you really not have to take a bath? Uncle, are you obsessed with cleanliness?"

At this time, Liu's mother had already brought the dishes to the table, Zhong Zian shouted "really fragrant", and couldn't wait to pull out the chair and sit down.

Xie Dingyuan floated over with a cold eye: "Wash your hands first."

"...Oh." The claws that had been stretched out were silently retracted.

When washing his hands, Zhong Ziang looked at himself in the mirror, looking ashen gray, and was a little surprised.

Not surprised by his embarrassment, but surprised that such an embarrassed self was allowed to eat at the table without taking a bath?

Did the old man get excited today?

strangeness……

However, there are even stranger things to come.

On the quiet dining table, originally only the light sound of the bowls and chopsticks colliding could be heard, but suddenly——

"You got into a fight with someone today?"

Zhong Ziang was stunned.

Xie Dingyuan took a sip of the soup: "Why, it's hard to say?"

"No..." What about eating without saying a word?

Since he transferred to Linhuai and lived here with Xie Dingyuan, I never saw my uncle chatting with anyone during dinner.

Fruit, is it really stimulated?

Xie Dingyuan frowned, and his nephew's dull eyes seemed to be even more worried: "Is your brain fooled?"

Zhong Ziang reacted immediately, and immediately held his respect: "How is it possible?! It's almost as if I beat him stupid!"

"he?"

"Easy to say, there's a boy in my class who took advantage of Jiang Fuyue on the day of school registration! Do you remember?"

There was a dim light in the man's eyes, "Well, I have an impression."

"Let me tell you, this man is so nasty. Originally, I went to the playground today to... Then, he detained me to do my homework. Damn... I originally wanted to play with Jiang Fuyue, but he didn't have eyes. To be honest, you must force me to go crazy..."

Zhong Ziang's big mouth shook his head with a crackle. It was as small as a detail, such as Yi Ci's old staring at Jiang Fuyue's waist and legs, etc., which he described as vivid.

Xie Dingyuan was only responsible for listening quietly, and he could not see any unnecessary emotions from the side of his face.

The more Zhong Ziang spoke, the more vigorous he was about to describe Yici as a lecher. Suddenly, there was a hint of coolness in the air. He subconsciously tightened his jacket and didn't think much of it.

How can it be cold in a villa that can be equipped with a thermostatic adjustment system?

One update, three thousand words.

The correct answer is: D! Did you guess right?

Twenty-thirty o'clock~