In summer in Beijing, the weather is hot and dry.
Especially this year, the temperature seemed to be higher than in previous years. Lu Xiling walked out of the airport holding the milk dumplings in his arms. A burst of hot air hit his face, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath.
I looked down at the milk dumpling in my arms and found that the temperature of the milk dumpling in my arms didn't seem to be that high anymore. It was very comfortable to hold.
He couldn't hold a child before, but now he was able to hold the baby tightly, and he also took the parasol from Huo Chenling.
"I'll hold an umbrella for Zai Zai."
Dad Huo, who was about to hold an umbrella for Nai Tuanzi: "..."
The corners of Dad Huo's mouth moved and he gave a faint smile.
"Okay, thank you for your hard work."
Lu Xiling's eyes widened a bit, and he stared at Huo Chenling with special curiosity, who had already opened his legs and walked out.
"Tsk! Such a cold and tyrannical boss actually says thank you?"
The kid Huo Sichen ran over and explained with a smile.
"Uncle, my father doesn't say thank you very easily. If he says thank you, he must be really grateful."
Lu Xiling: "..."
Huo Sijin and Huo Sijue understand what their biological father means. After all, Zaizai is the daughter of the boss of Pluto, so she is active at night...
The two brothers thought about the ghosts they had accidentally seen, and smiled in understanding for a moment, and thanked them at the same time.
"Uncle, thank you for your hard work."
Lu Xiling: "..."
Why did he feel like he didn't really want to thank him, but was waiting to watch the show?
Maybe there's something to watch?
If there is really a drama to watch, although it sounds unreasonable, wouldn't it be more exciting if the eldest brother was cheated on by his best friend and helped others raise their daughter for eight years?
Lu Xiling was confused, and Mrs. Huo came to his side.
"Tsk! Why are you still in a daze?"
Mr. Huo's expression remained unchanged and he walked by without looking sideways.
"My dear son, no matter how many problems you have, you will endure it!"
Lu Xiling: "..."
In the novel, those children who were miscarried when they were young were found by their biological parents, and didn’t they all become treasures in the palm of their hands?
Why does he think he is a piece of grass?
But he could see from the natural and casual behavior of everyone in the Huo family that they welcomed him and did not look down upon him at all.
This is... outrageous!
Lu Xiling couldn't figure it out and simply stopped thinking about it.
He felt that the coming soldiers would cover up the water and the earth!
So he held his milk dumplings in his arms and strode to follow the large army.
It was already four o'clock in the afternoon when we returned to the Huo family's old house.
Mr. Huo and Mrs. Huo formally introduced themselves to Lu Xiling, and took out the family tree and briefly added his name and experience.
As for Gu Xingyu's actions in the entertainment industry through the use of his younger son over the years, the Huo family asked Shen Ling to hold a press conference in the name of the Huo Group to clarify the matter before hosting a dinner for their younger son. This would not only clear the younger son's innocence, but also expose Gu Xingyu His bad behavior made him suffer the consequences.
Mrs. Huo said: "If you still have Zaizai, you have to add them too."
Mr. Huo's expression remained unchanged as he turned the pages of the family tree.
"Know."
When writing the three characters "Ming Zaizai", I found that starting from the word "Ming", every stroke was very difficult to write.
Mr. Huo only reached the fourth stroke of the word Ming and was already sweating profusely.
Mrs. Huo was speechless.
"I asked you to add a name. What did you do? Run three thousand meters?"
Mr. Huo couldn't write any more on his fifth stroke, so he picked up the brush and handed it to the old lady.
"You come."
Mrs. Huo gave him a puzzled look, rolled up her sleeves and took the pen.
"I'll do it, I'll do it!"
"Hey? Old man, what you wrote before has disappeared?"
If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Mrs. Huo would have thought that the old man had never written it before.
Mr. Huo nodded and saw that after four strokes of writing, the word Ming was really gone.
This is... magical.
He frowned: "You write it."
Mrs. Huo picked up the pen and put it down.
As she stroked down her strokes, she always felt as if there was some obstacle behind her strokes, giving her the illusion that she wasn't exactly where she wanted to be.
If so, how could she fill in this name?
Mrs. Huo tried again, but the result was still the same.
Huo Chenhui, Huo Chenling and the real Huo Chenyun (Lu Xiling) stood slightly behind, so they couldn't see the situation above.
Seeing that his father had stopped writing, Huo Chenhui asked his mother to come in. As a result, her mother seemed to be embarrassed, a little confused, and a little worried.
"Mom, what's wrong?"
Mrs. Huo gritted her teeth, sweat broke out on her forehead, and wrote the word "ming" in one stroke.
When I put the pen away, my wrist was shaking.
Then Mr. Huo and Mrs. Huo saw the word "Ming" that was so vivid just now at the same time, and it disappeared from the family tree in the blink of an eye.
Mr. Huo and Mrs. Huo looked at each other, then suddenly took a step back and turned to look at their second son behind them.
"Shen Ling, you write it!"
Although Huo Chenling was confused, his expression, which had always been indifferent and cold, did not change at all. He just nodded and took a few steps forward.
The moment he picked up the brush, Huo Chenling felt a faint resistance.
He frowned and subconsciously looked around.
The windows in the study are bright and clean, and the summer lotuses in the river outside the window are blooming very beautifully, with green leaves and pink and white flowers, swaying gently in the breeze, very beautiful.
It's clean, there's nothing wrong with it.
He looked away and tried to write.
The resistance was still there, and the closer he got, the greater the resistance.
He suddenly understood why there seemed to be a thin layer of sweat on the foreheads of his father and mother. It turned out to be because of this inexplicable resistance.
Huo Chenling frowned and wrote with all his strength.
He was faster than Mrs. Huo, and he also wanted to fight quickly, so he said the words "Ming Zaizai" in one go.
No matter it was him, Mr. Huo or Mrs. Huo, they were all confused.
Because although the second son finished writing the name of Nai Tuanzi, the writing time on the paper was shorter than what they wrote before.
It completely disappears while writing. After writing the second character "Zai", the character "Ming" has completely disappeared, and half of the first character "Zai" has also begun to disappear.
Mrs. Huo: "Shen Ling, what's going on?"
Huo Chenling had a guess in his mind.
Probably because Naituanzi's biological father didn't agree.
After all, his biological father is still here, so how can he give up the genealogy of their Huo family?
At that time, Nai Tuanzi said that he could not change his name. He only thought that Nai Tuanzi wanted to remember his parents who were no longer alive. Now it seems that this is not the case at all.
It's because his biological father is still here and he can't change his name at all.
Huo Chenling frowned, pursed his lips, and explained tactfully.
"It should be that Zaizai's surname is Ming, not Huo."
Mr. Huo looked serious and his eyes were full of scrutiny.
"Although there are very few family trees with different surnames, there were kings with different surnames in ancient times, but the last family tree was not for other purposes, so why did it disappear after being written on it? Shen Ling, do you think this is scientific?"
The real Huo Chenyun (Lu Xiling) standing behind was a little uneasy.
So the milk dumplings are really weird!
So can he still play happily with Nai Tuanzi tonight?
Huo Chenling didn't want to scare the old man and the old lady, so he avoided the important and took the easy.
"Maybe the ink doesn't work."
Speaking of this, Mrs. Huo thought of something.
"I remember the last time Si Chen came to the study and poured water into it."
Mr. Huo: "..."
In the bedroom on the third floor, Huo Sichen, who was playing games with Naituanzi who was sleeping, suddenly sneezed heavily.
"Ah sneeze!"
He rubbed his nose and smelled a very strong smell of soy pig's trotters.
Huo Sichen took a sip of saliva and quickly called out to Naituanzi, who was still sleeping soundly.
"Zai Zai, it's time to eat pig's trotters! Get up soon!"
Before Naituanzi woke up, there was a knock on the door. Huo Sijue opened the door and called him with an expression of wishing for happiness.
"Si Chen, your grandparents want you to go to the study."
Huo Sichen: "Pig's trotters are in the study? Okay, I'll go right away!"
Huo Sijue watched as he sipped his saliva and ran away, not forgetting to remind Huo Sijue.
"Second brother, your name is Zaizai. She's so cute eating the sauced pig's trotters made by grandma. I'll go down and dry them for her first!"
Huo Sijue, who wanted to remind his stupid brother that he had no chance, said: "..."
This is the time to get beaten!
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