Era space: flirting with tens of billions of materials

Lin Nianhe's calculations were not wrong, the big package of the head flower had indeed been delivered to the Lin family, but Lin's father had been busy with work these past two days and had not come home in the office, and Lin's mother recently had a woman's job and went on a business trip to Shanghai.

No, Dad Lin finally finished his work, and the first thing he did after returning home was to unpack the package.

Father Lin tore apart eight pieces of oiled paper, and couldn't help saying to Father Su, who was also next to him, whose wife was not at home and had no one to cook for him, "Look, my daughter is so careful, there has been a lot of rain in the capital these two days, if I don't pack it so tightly , must have gotten wet."

Su's father raised his eyelids: "Ah, yes, my daughter is good. When Hehe comes back, I will abduct her and make her my daughter."

Father Lin stopped unpacking the package.

He looked at Papa Su, and suddenly dropped the pistol from his waist accidentally.

Dad Su: "..."

Back then when he coaxed Lin Huaizhou to call him grandpa, this guy didn't pull out his gun, but now he just wants He He to call him dad and he will turn his back on him?

Father Lin smiled sadly, bent down, picked up the gun and patted it on the coffee table: "Oh, look, your hands are shaking when you're old!"

Papa Su cleared his throat, and changed the subject jerky: "I heard that the art troupe will be recruiting people after the next year. Hehe will not let her go when she comes back this time?"

Seeing that his threat had been understood, Papa Lin stopped worrying about it and said, "Yes, Lao Wen still came to see me today, and he plans to send his two girls to the art troupe as well."

"Those two girls have always spoken softly, and they seem to sing well?"

"Yes, the girls of the Wen family are like younger brothers and sisters. They are soft-tempered. Old Wen just wants to keep them by his side, and he won't be afraid of the children being bullied in front of his eyes." Father Lin nodded and continued to unwrap another oil-paper bag, "But the art troupe We won't be able to recruit until March, and Lao Wen is thinking about getting them sick."

Su's father leaned on the sofa, took a sip of tea, and said, "If you want to get rid of the illness, He He should do it first. This child has been sick since she was a child. When the child comes back this time during the Chinese New Year, don't let her go back. She should be raised at home." As soon as I raise her, I will go there when the art troupe recruits people in March... I remember that Hehe is very good at playing the violin. I haven't touched the bow for more than half a year. When she comes back, you can send her to the art troupe to practice first. "

"Well, I told Old Wen that when the time comes, I will ask the younger siblings of the Wen family to take her into the regiment." Father Lin couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief when he said this, "To be honest, I don't care about Huaizhou outside at all." Don't worry, I started thinking about my daughter as soon as she got on the train..."

As he spoke, Papa Lin's eyes turned red.

He stretched out his hands to compare, his voice trembling slightly: "When I first saw my daughter, she was already three months old, she was just this big, not as big as a newborn baby... If it wasn't for that time Zi Rui was frightened by my serious injury, she won't be born prematurely, and the two of them won't suffer such a big crime..."

Papa Su stretched out his hand and patted Papa Lin's shoulder: "That's all right, the child is grown up, so I can't blame you for that incident back then."

Father Lin wiped his eyes, and continued, "I'm sorry for my daughter. I originally planned to let her join the art troupe as soon as she graduated from high school. Who would have thought that this year would be so coincidental that there would be no spots... In fact, Zirui didn't even have a place at that time. I found someone to change the quota, but I didn't let... how much my daughter has suffered in the past half a year!"

Dad Su didn't know how to comfort his old friend, he knew Dad Lin, Nianhe was his eyeball and heart, if it wasn't really helpless, how could he be willing to send the child away?

Su's father could only say: "Okay, okay, the child will come back in two months, and I won't let her go when she comes back this time. If there is anything difficult to handle, please tell me. Our brothers have been born and died for so many years. Yes, your daughter is my daughter."

Father Lin calmed down for a second: "My daughter is my daughter, and if you live and die with me for 40 years, it is impossible for my daughter to be yours."

Dad Su: "..."

Father Lin wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and took off the last layer of oil paper.

This bag is not a head flower, but a bag of plump and round hazelnuts.

Comrade Lao Lin regained his energy immediately, and slapped Dad Su on the shoulder: "Hey! Look, look, look, my daughter sent me hazelnuts!"

Dad Su: "..."

He shouldn't have come today!

Comrade Lao Lin took a hazelnut, put it in his mouth and bit it open with his back molars, picked up the hazelnut kernel and put it in his mouth, smiling like a Maitreya Buddha: "Oh, my daughter is filial, and it has to be the hazelnut fragrance from the Northeast, it's so fragrant ...Old Su, what are you doing? Your family does not lack hazelnuts, right? Yun Cheng has been in the Northeast for more than two years, and you are looking for your son to go!"

Father Su gritted his teeth, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "Huaizhou has been to the Northwest for several months, has he mailed you Northwest specialties?"

"Ah? You reminded me. I have to ask tomorrow. This kid hasn't called for several months. I don't know if he is still alive."

"Your mentality is very good. I have been that bastard all these years."

……

The two people who were thought to have died outside by their father were in different situations at the moment.

Major Su is currently helping his sweetheart open a can in a warm hut. The bottle cap is too tight. Although the Lin family's aunt can cut off an arm with a single knife, it's normal that she can't open the bottle cap.

Major Lin is also opening cans at the moment, but there is neither a kang nor a girl with him——

"It's the last can, and if we can't rush out, we don't have to wait for them to attack before we starve to death."

He had lost a lot of weight, his lips were bloodless, and an inch-long streak of blood on the left side of his face had been frozen.

"Come on, take out all the dry food, and when we're full, we'll go and destroy the grandchildren's lair!"

……

Father Lin ate more than twenty hazelnuts until his cheeks became sore before he stopped.

My daughter's love, it's really fragrant, but it's a bit tooth-inducing.

Papa Su glanced at him, got up and went to the door, and took out a hammer from the cabinet.

Lin's father curled his lips in disgust: "At first glance, you are a person without a daughter. How can my daughter's love be broken away with a cold hammer?"

Dad Su: "..."

Lin's father happily threw the hazelnut shells into the trash can, wiped his hands, picked up a "Lan" paper bag, opened it to have a look, and said directly: "It's really my daughter's hair flower, it's beautiful... ..."

Su's father rolled his eyes and said, "Let me pick and choose, my wife likes these things."

"Hey? You're clearly stealing!"

"It's obvious that you have snatched it. If you are capable, you will destroy me..."

"Old Su, you're doing it wrong... you put that down, that Zi Ruidai must look good!"

"Hundreds of them! Why do you have to grab my wife's?"

"..."

……

"Aqiu—Aqiu—"

Lin Nianhe was holding a can of peaches, sneezing until his nose was sore.

Su Yuncheng originally wanted to leave, but when he heard her sneezing, he turned back. He put his hand on her forehead to test her temperature, and asked with a frown, "Are you catching a cold?"

"No, maybe my dad misses me."

Lin Nianhe rubbed his nose, held the spoon and muttered in a low voice: "I suddenly feel like I've been arranged... It's chilly behind me."