Breaking up, No Joke

Five children, who were only five years old at the average age, lost their way in the town for ten minutes before they found the convenience store under the guidance of the locals.

The owner of the convenience store is a handsome uncle of Sven. He smiled and looked at the five children and said, "Children, what do you need to buy?"

Liu Xiaoshuai is the oldest here, and his personality is relatively calm compared to several children. He took a step forward and said, "Boss, let's buy lunch."

"I want sugar." Little watermelon is obsessed with finding candy for his beloved bully.

Liu Xiaoshuai turned and took the hand of a small watermelon. He squinted his face and taught him with a strong heart. "No, lunch can't eat sugar, you will get worms, we have to bring lunch to our fathers."

"But I don't have fast food here. You can go in and have a look. Anything you like can be taken out." Uncle Shu said with a smile, "But you have to pay."

After hearing the small watermelon, he could open Liu Xiaoshuai and take his hand. He walked in and found a candy for a long time. He could only regret to say: "There is no sugar candy."

Weiwei is a mixed-race little handsome guy. When he saw it, he handed the instant noodles of the family-sauerkraut taste he had found to the small watermelon. He said, "This taste is the favorite of the nest. Your father will also like it." Eat, give it to you!"

Little watermelon was busy and did not fall, very polite thank you, "Thank you for your brother."

Wei Wei waved his hand and turned and gave himself a bag.

At this time, in the late stage, I was helpless on the screen. Haven't paid yet! 】

[Ah, haha, hahahahaha, Meng Meng, Meng, I also want to have a donkey to play with my boyfriend! 】

[The expression of Wei Wei’s face is really alive and seeing hahaha]

The small watermelon is holding the instant noodles bigger than his head and goes to the checkout counter. The milk is milky and says: "Uncle, you can help me take it." Uncle Shuai took the instant noodles, and then according to the request of the small watermelon, use a The bag is packed and re-delivered to the small watermelon and says, "What are you doing?"

The small watermelon put the bag on the ground and dragged it by hand, saving time and effort. "Uncle, goodbye, I have to go back to find the hegemony."

"But you didn't pay, if you didn't pay, this thing can't be given to you." Uncle Shu squatted on the floor, grabbed the other end of the bag with his fingers, and stopped the small watermelon.

The little watermelon frowned, not happy: "I will go back to find the hegemon to give you money."

"I don't know if you are deceiving. If you are a lie, what should I do?" Uncle Shuai looked innocent.

The small watermelon stood in the same place, thinking hard.

At this time, Liu Xiaoshuai appeared beside them and said, "I have money, I will give you."

Uncle Shuai turned and looked at Liu Xiaoshuai’s fifty cents in midair and silenced. He said: “Fifty cents can not be bought even with a pack of instant noodles, not to mention that it is still packed in five bags.”

"Oh." Liu Xiaoshuai stuffed the money into his pocket and patted the head of the small watermelon. "Not afraid, my brother will protect you."

The little watermelon frowned and looked at the instant noodles. The hegemony had not eaten yet, and he did not eat, but his uncle refused to let him go. What can I do?

Guardian watched for a long time, holding his ham and instant noodles firmly in his hand, and his face was contemplative. "Uncle, are you really so worried?"

‘‘9,,” Uncle, you are hurting me!” Wei Wei looked sadly at Uncle Shuai. “If it weren’t for you, I would not become what it is today.”

Uncle Shu smiled. "What did I do to you?"

Wei Wei held a handful of instant noodles, holding the ham in one hand, and ran away in the direction of the door. He ran and shouted. "The rivers and lakes are in a hurry, wait for the mourner to go back and get the money and come back to you!"

The people present were dumbfounded.

Audiences:"……"

[Wang Taihou, you are amazed by the tricks of the sea, the golden shells, the shelling, the scent of the West, and the shameless! 】

[懵逼脸ing......]

[The psychological shadow of the handsome boss hahaha]

Uncle Shuai stood at the door of the convenience store, watching the back of Wei Wei, who was rushing away from his legs, and looked helpless. He was so loud that he suddenly smiled. "These children..."

As he said, he saw a small watermelon with a firm face dragging the bag with instant noodles in front of him and couldn’t help but say: "You didn't pay."

"But Weiwei's brother did not pay." The little watermelon looked just. "You can't bully the child. The hegemon says he will give you money."

Handsome uncle, dumbfounded standing in the doorway, looking at the four children with a blank expression of "trophy" to leave their convenience store, like a smile: "The waves of the Yangtze River push forward waves, old, fight these little farts Child."

As he said, the field took the money and rushed over to checkout. The handsome uncle gave up the sigh, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and counted how many things the five children took.

After nearly an hour, the five dads came back from their own cute baby.

Wei Wei stepped back and took the spoils to tell his daddy about his heroic deeds. From time to time, he also pulled out a few foreign languages ​​and his face was proud.

The literary and art circles of the big coffee Wei sighed and sighed, took out a paper towel to help his son wipe the sweat, and then began his long-term teaching.

The remaining four children came back one after another. The small watermelon legs were short, so the slowest one came back. When I saw Bai Yu, I waved my hand, "Big, lunch!"

Bai Yu is distressed and dead. "Is it tired?"

"Not tired." The small watermelon eyes are bright, "I don't want to be a little watermelon."

Xiaohan small expert? Small watermelon in front of the camera, slowly close his eyes, waiting for him to dominate him.

Bo Yu took a kiss on the face of the child. "Our little watermelon is awesome!"

Little watermelon smiled with a sly face, and embarrassed to bury his face in the arms of Bai Yu: "Hmm."

The babies chose houses in succession, then ate the food they brought back at the convenience store and took a nap.

During this time, Bai Yu was busy propagating the nine-day catastrophe that was about to be broadcasted in a few days, so the time for rest was very small. Now that I have caught the time, I will wake up with a small watermelon in bed and sleep for a day.

At the same time, the Song family.

Song Dad took over the portfolio from Song Shu and waved his hand and said, "You go out first."

Hey, hey.

Song Shu left the study room, and Song Dad took out the two documents in the portfolio and opened it in front of him. After a long silence, he slowly opened it.

Turning to the last page, Song Dad looked at the above identification results: After identification, Mr. Song and Mr. Xiao Song's DNA index was 99?99%, which is a father-son relationship.

Song Dad breathed a sigh of relief, took out the second document, and found the last page. When he saw the identification results written above, the question that had been surrounded by the bottom of his heart finally got a satisfactory answer - he really did not guess wrong.

It has been identified that the DNA index of Mr. Bai and Mr. Xiao Song is 99.99%, which is a father-son relationship.

Song Dad put two documents into the portfolio, and the chilly corner of the mouth slowly swelled.

In order to be on the safe side, the institution that he let Song Shu take to identify is a place far away from Hwaseong Fortress, and the security and density are very high.

In order to avoid accidents, the cautious Song Shu did not write the name of the three people when filling in the materials, but wrote a code name.

Song Dad took a teacup and took a sip, then took the portfolio back to the bedroom, placed the things in the drawer of Song's mother's dressing table, turned away from the bedroom, and returned to the study room to continue working.

Since the doubts in his heart have all been solved, there is no need to continue to be distracted in these matters.

In the evening, Song Mother, who had finished the series, returned to the bedroom and sat on the chair of the dressing table. After looking at the mirror, she sighed and sighed. After that, Song mother opened the drawer and prepared to find out her essential oil. Did not find, but saw a portfolio, heart jerked, took out to see.

Five minutes later, Song’s eyes were bloodshot, and her chest fell on the bed, an incredible look.

She is not stupid, this portfolio will appear in her dressing table drawer must be put by Song Dad, and the three of the documents in the name, Song mother also instantly understand what it means.

It is because of understanding that she will have such performance.

This……

Small watermelon is the grandson of their Song family, Xiao Yan is the child's father... Bai Yu is also the father of the small watermelon.

Then, as that said, then... no!

This world is completely messed up!

Song Dad stood at the door and saw Song mother's unbelievable look. He sighed and walked in. He sat on the bed and said, "I remember Xiaoxiao said before, he broke up with Bai Yu."

"I know that you have investigated, talk about it, your findings." Song Dad said coldly.

Song’s mother was dejected. “I thought Xiaoxiao was cheating on me. I checked it and found that they really broke up, and Bai Yu left.”

"The time from his departure should be two years. The age of the small watermelon is just two years old." Song Dad said meaningfully, "You should learn to temper, find a time to apologize to the two juniors." ""

Song mother is silent and does not speak.

In that year, a large part of the reason why Song Shizhen and Bai Yu broke up was that she was stalking in it. At that time, she was also misled by Qi Wei, who had just returned to China...

Song’s mother sighed and said, “Apologizes will be exempted. I will not intervene in their future affairs.”

"Even if you want to intervene, they won't give you a chance to intervene." Song Dad pierced her. "Try to accept, in fact, his temper is not bad."

Song mother did not speak, and she slowly nodded slowly. "Well, I know."

Song Dad put the portfolio back, then went to the door and stopped, saying: He is a big brother and needs to know. ”

"understood."

□ The author goesssip: “Let the boss find a time to come back and see, home [086] scandal