"Hello, Grandpa Liu."
Behind Mr. Xu, the timid little girl showed her little head, smiled sweetly and called grandpa.
This sound almost made Old Liu's heart melt.
He responded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, this little girl is so polite."
Old Liu Tou asked Ning Ning where he studied and how old he was this year. Ning Ning all answered eloquently and seriously.
Old Liu Tou gave a thumbs up to Mr. Xu who looked proud: "This child is upright, well-behaved and sensible, and has not been taught bad things. It shows that the person who adopted her has put his heart into it."
"That's true." Mr. Xu nodded: "We plan to take Ning Ning back to visit her adoptive father in a few days."
Hearing that grandpa was going to take her to meet her father, Ning Ning's unhappiness disappeared. She pulled her grandpa's hand and whispered, "It's not my adoptive father, it's Ning Ning's father."
These words make people feel that this child is not someone who forgets his roots when he gets rich.
It's still early for dinner. Young people are chatting in small groups and talking about their own things. The middle-aged men directly play Texas Hold'em and play chips in the card room.
Some of the women are playing mahjong, which is the quintessence of the Chinese nation. Everyone from international superstars to rich ladies to traffickers and old rural women knows how to play mahjong.
The two old men were preparing to listen to a play. This is one of the favorite activities of the elderly.
Xu Laosi invited the most famous theater troupe in the imperial capital to come over, offering everything from cross talk to hundreds of operas.
A theater tent was set up in the pavilion, and a group of old and young people sat under the cloister and listened spellbound.
"Ning Ning..."
A call made Ning Ning turn around. It was Xu Laosi standing outside, waving to her with a reserved expression: "Can you come over here?"
Xu Laosi thought his voice was very low, and the old man who was listening to the play snorted: "Nothing."
Touching Ning Ning's head: "Go over, he is your father no matter what."
Ning Ning said "Oh", lifted up her little skirt, and walked across the lounge chair towards Xu Laosi. The closer she got to him, the brighter his eyes became, filled with anticipation, happiness, excitement, and guilt.
He was like a first-time father.
The helpless look is both funny and irritating.
Xu Laosi knelt down and said, "Ning Ning, I am your father. My name is Xu Xiuliang. I am the beauty of the country and the pillar of the country."
His eyes were cautious: "Can you call me daddy?"
Ning Ning bit her lip and remained silent.
She felt that her father was Su's father, not the man in front of her, but seeing the sad and lost look of the man in front of her, Ning Ning was silent for a while and whispered two words: "Dad."
Xu Laosi was stunned for a moment.
When these two words came out of the mouth of the little girl in front of him, they seemed to carry the magic power of calling for blood, making the prodigal son who had always been suave and pursued instant gratification feel what responsibility was for the first time.
The responsibility of being a father.
When the eldest son was born, he was sent to the mountain just after the full moon. We haven't seen him for several years, and when we did, he was not indifferent.
As for the adopted one, Xu Laosi was sincere at first, but as his wife's condition worsened, the child was twisted and became unlovable.
So Xu Laosi only had a face-saving project left.
Xu Laosi turned his back and covered his face, his voice hoarse: "Good boy."
He wiped away his tears and turned around with red eyes: "Come, daddy will take you to take a good look at our home."
When Ning Ning held his outstretched hand, a voice sounded in her mind:
Drops: The starting character of the strategy: Xu Xiuliang (a born prodigal, free and easy)
Favorability: 88
Strategy rating: four and a half stars.
Character Notes: I feel deeply guilty for my wife and hope that my family can be together well, but God does not allow me to do what I want, and this wish may never be realized.
Perhaps due to the nature of father and daughter, Xu Laosi's initial favorability was very high.
The figures, one large and one small, gradually faded away.
Xu Yanzhao was talking to a friend when his eyes suddenly fell to a corner and froze:
In the corner of the garden fence, I could vaguely see a small figure looking at the father and daughter holding hands. That delicate little face was filled with anger and jealousy, destroying its original innocence and becoming extremely terrifying.
That was the little girl adopted by the Xu family: Xu Youyou.
Xu Yanzhao frowned deeply and put down his wine glass: "Sorry, excuse me for a moment."
He followed from a distance.
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"This is the study room, but your father and I never read. I only collect books." Xu Laosi said proudly: "Well, the top is Weng Sha's original signed book, and the bottom is Mr. Zhou's manuscript, but it is out of print. The market An authentic work that will never be found anywhere in the world.”
In a large study room, the temperature is specially adjusted to a temperature suitable for preserving calligraphy and paintings.
In the room, rows of bookcases made of brown logs that have been treated with antiseptic, insect, and moisture-proof treatments are filled with a dazzling array of books.
There are also various authentic ancient paintings that have been specially preserved hanging on the walls.
There are landscapes, insects, birds, animals, and leisurely feelings.
Ning Ning looked at it intently: "There are so many books."
Xu Laosi was quite proud: "This is the most precious treasure in my life, your father's." He paused and said, "Does Ning Ning like reading?"
"Hmm." Ning Ning frowned her little eyebrows. The father and daughter looked at each other, confirming something in each other's eyes. Ning Ning chuckled: "Chu Yu likes to read."
When Xu Laosi heard the name, he raised his eyebrows: "Hey, you are in the same class?"
With the sense of responsibility that this guy has only developed today, let alone his biological daughter, he can't even figure out what his adopted daughter is.
But one thing was that he knew that the boy named Chu had beaten Xu Youyou.
Beat him in front of him!
"I know him. He's so nice. He even helps me with my lessons. I got a hundred points in this math test." Ning Ning raised her pigtails and looked proud.
Before Xu Laosi gave a thumbs up, he heard the next sentence that brought him back to his original state: "Grandpa said that he will take Ning Ning back to see his father in a few days."
dad?
Xu Laosi murmured in his heart and asked her: "That adoptive father of yours?"
Ning Ning puffed up her cheeks: "My father's name is Su Jianguo. He is my father, not my adoptive father."
Xu Laosi said: "I am your biological father. Without me, where would you be?"
Ning Ning retorted seriously: "No, my father has raised me for many years. My father picked me up from the snow. Those reporters, uncles and aunts said that without my father picking Ning Ning up, Ning Ning would have been in the snow long ago." The ground is frozen to death, and they say this is called the gift of renewal, so dad is dad.”
Xu Laosi was so angry that he staggered.
Drop: The character's favorability drops by five points.
Tongzi, who was watching the excitement, was knocking on small melon seeds and waving a small handkerchief: Come down to Tongzi, Ke Jinjiang, as long as you drop to zero, we will let Xiao Ningning go into another room immediately.
Hum, we are not short of favorability, nor are we short of luck, we are very generous!
