Tangtang was a little surprised, "My parents?"
"Well," Tang Bo nodded, and smiled without knowing what he was thinking of, "Don't look at your father's appearance now. They used to make other people eat dog food, and everyone was so angry that their teeth itched."
When he mentioned the past, he sighed softly, with a hint of sadness on his handsome and delicate face.
The little girl looked at him and asked, "Can you tell me about my mother?"
Tang Bo looked at her: "Do you want to hear it?"
"Yes," the little girl nodded.
Tang Bo: "Didn't your dad tell you?"
He reacted: "That's right. He looks like this and probably can't remember anything about Sister Weiwei. If you want to hear it, he can't tell it either."
Tangtang was a little hesitant when she heard this. She wanted to ask Tang Bo why her father forgot her mother and her, but she didn't dare to ask.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Tang Bo touched his chin: "Sister Weiwei is a special person, where should I start?"
"Yes," Tang Bo patted his thigh hard, turned to Xiao Naibao and said, "No matter how much you say, it's useless. I'll take you to experience it for yourself."
Little Milk Bun: "Huh?"
Tang Bo reached out and picked up the little milk bag and walked out, "Let's go, uncle will take you to play."
"Wait a minute," Xiao Naibao quickly pointed to the little yellow duck satchel next to him: "I'll take my bag with me."
Tang Bo took a look at the cute little yellow duck bag, reached out to take it, put it on the little girl's back, and praised: "This bag is so cute."
"Well, I think so too," Xiao Naibao rolled his eyes, "My senior brother bought it for me."
"Eldest brother?"
"Yes, senior brother."
The big one and the small one walked out of the office talking and laughing.
Several secretaries in the secretary's office saw the two standing in front of the elevator, looking like they were about to go out. They said:...
Secretary Zhao came over: "Mr. Bo, Miss Tangtang, what are you two doing?"
"Sister Zhao, we have to go out," Xiao Naibao told her.
Tang Bo nodded: "I'll take Tangtang out, please tell my brother."
"..." Secretary Zhao was silent. Mr. Tang said that Mr. Tang Bo would be allowed to play with the children, but he did not say that Mr. Tang Bo could take the children out.
She was a little hesitant. Tang Bo showed his cell phone and said, "Don't worry, I sent a message to third brother."
Secretary Zhao glanced at the chat box between the two and saw that Tang Bo had sent a message to Tang Xuan: Third brother, I am taking Tangtang out to play.
Tang Xuan didn't reply, he was probably in a meeting.
After Secretary Zhao read the news, he looked at Tang Bo's delicate and picturesque face and reminded: "Mr. Bo, your hat."
Tang Bo only realized that he had forgotten to disguise himself when she mentioned it like this. He showed a bright smile to Secretary Zhao: "Thank you for reminding me."
"Ding~" The elevator door opened.
Tang Bo walked in with his little milk bag in his arms. The little milk bag smiled brightly and waved to Secretary Zhao: "Bye bye, Sister Zhao~"
The elevator door slowly closed, and Secretary Zhao stood there for a while before returning to his working position.
Several other secretaries gathered around: "How?"
Secretary Zhao put down the pen and notebook in his hand expressionlessly, "I didn't say anything."
Everyone:...
Everyone looked at her with contempt, "It's just a signature."
Secretary Zhao looked around at his colleagues: "Aren't you afraid to come forward and ask for signatures?"
Everyone said: "We are different. We don't follow him. Why do you follow him? Although he sings well, he has been filming for the past two years, and his acting skills can't even hold up his face."
Secretary Zhao replied without hesitation: "Face."
Everyone: Okay, Yan Gou alone.
Tang Bo put on his hat and mask in the elevator and went straight to the underground garage. He put the milk bag in the back seat, started the car and drove away.
Tangtang looked at the scenery outside the window and asked Tang Bo: "Uncle, where are we going?"
"Well, eat something delicious," Tang Bo thought for a while and replied, "I just got off the plane and haven't had breakfast yet."
Tangtang tilted her head: "Flying chicken? Is it delicious?"
Tang Bo burst out laughing: "It's delicious."
The little girl always felt that he was smiling with evil intentions.
The car drove for about half an hour. It was not a rush hour and the road was smooth. Tang Bo parked the car in a parking space on the roadside, walked into an alley with a small milk bag, and then stopped at an inconspicuous snail noodle shop. forward.
The signboard of the snail noodle shop is red with yellow characters, which is not very eye-catching. There are not many customers in the shop at this time. The shop is not big, with only a few tables and chairs.
Tang Bo walked in with a small milk bag, "Boss, let's have two bowls of the signature dish, add duck feet, snails and braised eggs."
"Okay~" the boss standing in the back kitchen responded.
The little girl looked over curiously, then fell silent.
Tang Bo brought the little milk bag to the corner. He faced the wall and his back to the other tables and chairs. He did not take off his hat and mask. He bent his narrow peach blossom eyes and said to her: "This store is delicious. It was the same as before." Your mother brought me here."
The little milk bag smelled a strange smell floating in the air, and she asked: "Does it taste good?"
"It's delicious," Tang Bo nodded heavily, "It's the best snail noodle restaurant I've ever eaten at."
Soon, the noodles for both of them were ready, and Tang Bo stood up to add the side dishes and ingredients.
He added lemon leaves, coriander, pickled bamboo shoots, and perilla leaves to the small milk buns. These things looked a bit strange when paired with the bowl of rice noodles.
Xiao Naibao was silent looking at the bowl in front of her that was bigger than her face. She looked up and saw that Tang Bo's big bowl was piled high with coriander and pickled bamboo shoots.
she:……
Tang Bo handed her the chopsticks and spoon, "Here, let's taste the soup first."
The little girl was a little hesitant, but seeing Tang Bo looking at her expectantly, she thanked her with a milky voice, took the spoon, and took a shallow taste of the soup, uh...
The little face with the little milk bag wrinkled up. It tasted a bit weird, but I couldn't put it in words.
"How is it?" Tang Bo looked at her and asked.
"Okay, okay," the little milk bag replied.
"Eat it while it's hot," Tang Bo was very happy. He picked up his chopsticks and started eating. He ate very deliciously.
Xiao Naibao looked at him for a while and felt that his appearance was not a lie. She hesitated and took another sip of the soup. Hmm, it was a bit strange. She took another sip.
Uh, let her take another bite of powder and see.
The rice noodles are chewy, chewy and delicious.
The sour bamboo shoots are sour and spicy, a bit spicy, but very crisp.
The duck feet are fried into tiger skin, soaked up with soup, and the skin and bones are separated by a gentle suck.
The little milk buns were eaten very happily, and Tang Bo was also very happy. He finished the noodles and side dishes and started to chew the snails, which was very delicious.
When the little girl saw him squirming, she began to squawk like him, but there was nothing except the soup.
She tilted her head in confusion and looked at the meat in the snail. Why couldn't it come out?
Tang Bole was so happy that he used a toothpick to help her pick out the snail meat inside so that she could eat it easily.
Tangtang chewed it and found the snail meat to be very chewy.
Tang Bo looked at the little milk bag and his tone was full of memories: "I didn't know how to say anything back then. Sister Weiwei and Third Brother laughed at me for a long time."
