These days, the fire broke through the sky was so messy.

Mo Wanggui often sees the ranking of this book on the tripod. When I was bored, I read a few chapters, so when I heard this sentence, she couldn't help but have an idea in her mind - Nalan is actually me.

"Go back quickly."

Qin Wantai turned over and hugged Zhang Fanruo with a proud face: "I want to sleep soundly with my family Fanruo."

“…”

Mo Wanggui is a little angry.

Since Zhang Fanruo came to her house, she has slept once for so long. On the contrary, her mother used to not come this time for ten days and half a month, but now she stays here and doesn't go to work every day.

"This house is in my name, where I want to sleep!" Mo Wanggui walked to the other end of the bed and came up angrily: "Mom, after the procedures, you should go back to work quickly. Don't always be here. Where can you have a public servant like you?"

Qin Wantai didn't stop her either.

Instead, he hugged Zhang Fanruo in her arms and took it alone, and replied with a smile: "What about you? How many times have you been to the company during this period? You don't know if the company changed its surname one day. Don't beg me to support you at that time."

The mother and daughter argued with each other, and Zhang Fanruo could only pretend to be dead.

He was so uncomfortable that he was hugged by Qin Wantai and was almost squeezed into it. At this time, he couldn't help but miss Mo Wanggui.

Although she is thin, she is prone to panic.

But girls who are born with cold body are simply treasures in summer. On the other hand, Qin Wantai is plump and soft, but his body is as hot as a stove. Zhang Fanruo is about to sweat.

But he didn't dare to struggle, for fear of attracting attention.

He still understands the reason why gods fight and little ghosts suffer, but the world doesn't meet their wishes. After a while, Qin Wantai suddenly lifted him up.

"Fan Ruo, aunt asked you a question. Don't be afraid. Just tell your true thoughts." Qin Wantai's smile on his face was soft, and his writing was full of Jingzheng Mingzhuo. In private, he stretched out a hand and gently twisted the soft flesh on his waist: "When I go back, do you want to live here or go to my aunt's side?"

“…”

The room became quiet.

Mo Wanggui suddenly spoke at this time: "Fan Ruo, you are brought back by me. If you stay here with me, I will buy you whatever you want!"

The little girl is too young after all.

Compared with the smiling tiger next to him, his Taoism is more than a little worse.

"Speak quickly! Who do you want to follow!"

Qin Wantai urged him and slowly used his hand.

Zhang Fanruo looked sad and raised his head and said helplessly: "I want to go back to the hospital, I miss the dean..."

The mother and daughter were amused.

Qin Wantai let him go and pinched his face: "I will take you back tomorrow. Do Fan Ruo have any friends in the yard?"

friend?

Zhang Fanruo hesitated for a while.

He left too early in his previous life and his thoughts were too mature in this life. He really had no friends in the courtyard, and only Bai Youli had close relationships.

But there are many people who leave an impression on him.

Xiaohong is the most prominent one. In addition, there are some children suffering from congenital diseases. I remember that many of them died prematurely, and few of them grew up safely.

"Okay, I'll see them tomorrow."

Qin Wantai stretched and his posture was very relaxed: "When we come back, we will cook at home. Will you let your sister come here? Auntie wants to see her too."

Zhang Fanruo nodded hesitantly.

He thought about this issue for a long time and felt that he could not exclude Bai Youli from life, so he could only let her get closer to the Mo family's mother and daughter.

It means you need to pay attention to the wording when opening your mouth.

Although Bai Youli knew the news of his adoption, she had not been confirmed before. Now that the dust has settled, she probably felt lost for a long time.

But this is also impossible. There is nothing absolutely perfect in the world, so there is a saying that everything is only half satisfactory.

"I'll call her tomorrow."

"Okay, auntie will be ready."

Zhang Fanruo made up his mind. After Qin Wantai said that, he stroked his cheek gently, with a soft smile on the corner of his mouth, and the atmosphere suddenly became extremely warm.

At this time, a cold hand stretched out from the side.

Just yeah.

Half of Zhang Fanruo's body was pulled into Mo Wanggui's arms, as if he was wrapped in a slightly cool jelly. His body, which was already a little resistant, suddenly became honest.

"One person, half."

Mo Wanggui raised his head and said something to Qin Wantai, then he put his head up with satisfaction and put one hand on his stomach, and he was like a big cat lying next to a salted fish doll.

Qin Wantai was too lazy to argue with her.

The three of them lay quietly together, the wind and rain outside the window were blowing. The cicadas who had been away from the rain for a day shook their cicadas and sang tentatively. Gradually, they cried together, and gradually made people feel the breath of summer.

It sounds strange.

It was obvious that he was so sleepy that he wanted to fall to the ground one after another, but Zhang Fanruo was no longer sleepy at this time, and his body gradually became thin and sweating because of the hot heat.

"Aunt Qin..."

He couldn't help but open his eyes: "Can you turn on the air conditioner?"

Qin Wantai on the other side didn't sleep either.

After hearing this, she sat up and took out a small fan with the words "treatment of infertility" from the drawer of the bedside table next to her. While fanning him, she said, "You can't turn on the air conditioner. It's not good for a child to blow the air conditioner for a long time."

She didn't know whether this statement was true or not, but she wouldn't turn on the air conditioner with the idea that she would rather believe it than not.

Zhang Fanruo was a little lost at this time.

He suddenly remembered the family in his previous life, his adoptive parents' father was his grandfather, the person who was the best for him in the whole family.

The old man is in his hometown in northern Anhui all year round.

It was a very ordinary village, and the old man was also a very ordinary farmer. He remembered the village entrance road that he had to pass every summer vacation. Two rows of poplar trees were planted. Because it was windy in summer, many elderly people chatted and enjoyed the cool air every day.

The old man was no exception. Every time he finished lunch, he would take him and his younger brother over, hold a teacup and chat with a few old men. When it was almost dark in the evening, he would tell them local ghost stories. The content now seems very plain, but it was enough to scare them to pale their faces.

Sometimes it's hot and you can't sleep.

The old man would move the mat out and let them lie down, and then fan them with a palm-leaf fan.

It's been more than ten years in a blink of an eye.

But now it seems that it happened yesterday.

"What are you doing with your eyes open?" Qin Wantai reached out and stroked his eyes: "Go to bed quickly, otherwise you won't get up tomorrow."

"Aunt Qin, I'm not hot anymore."

Zhang Fanru reached out to get her fan, but she slapped it in the middle of the way: "Don't worry about me, you go to bed quickly."

She said in a gentle and firm tone: "You can sleep quickly and your aunt will take a break."

“…”

Zhang Fanruo could only close his eyes and brew sleepy.

Mo Wanggui also moved over to the wind little by little. Qin Wantai looked at the two children of the ages and smiled and increased the fanning.

Gradually, Zhang Fanliu breathed evenly.

In his sleepiness, he seemed to see that summer, the green grass outside the village was filled with wilderness, the poplar catkins flying in the sky, and the old man was holding a palm-leaf fan with his hands on his back.
Chapter completed!