Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

"I found it, but not yesterday." Jiang Zhi was indeed planning ahead. Qiao Nanchu told his family this, "If someone asks you, do you know it."

Wen Baiyang nodded.

"Did they go—" She couldn't compare Moon Bay's sign language, so she drew a moon in his hand.

Qiao Nanchu understood: "Do you know Moon Bay too?"

She nodded: "Xu Fang wanted to live in Moon Bay before." If she hadn't met Jiang Zhi, perhaps she had already gone to Moon Bay, living alone, isolated from the world.

"Moon Bay is too cold, I guess I didn't go there." Qiao Nanchu dare not say that he has thoroughly understood Jiang Zhi's temperament, he is a brother of more than twenty years, but he still knows it well.

"Then where did they go?"

"A place suitable for Zhou Xu spinning to raise a fetus."

The icy and snowy Moon Bay is not suitable for Zhou Xufang with a child. As long as Jiang Zhi calms down a little bit, he will not go to Moon Bay. Even if he does, he will definitely come back again. Choose one that will not be cold with Zhou Xufang , A place where you can seek medical treatment if you are sick.

This sense of reason, Jiang Zhi is so full, still has it.

At ten in the evening, Lu's family.

As soon as Lu Xinglan arrived home, he was called into the study by Lin Qiunan.

"Did you find it?"

"No." Lu Xinglan was really sleepy and kept up his mind. "Neither Jiang Zhi nor Zhou Xufang's account numbers and ID cards have been used, nor do they have any entry and exit records."

There is only one possibility, they used fake identities.

Ding.

Lin Qiunan's mobile phone on the table rang. It was a text message from a strange number. Lin Qiunan immediately called back after reading it.

"Sorry, the user you dialed is an empty number, please check before dialing."

Message content: safe, don't find it.

It is Jiang Zhi.

Every day afterwards, Lin Qiunan would receive a safety message with the content unchanged, always these four words, and the number changed every time, but the number was always empty.

Later, Jiang Zhi disappeared without a trace in the director circle.

Later, there was a small town photographer who became famous overnight, and there were rumors that the photographer's shooting style was six to seven points similar to Jiang Zhi.

Four and a half years later.

In April Fangfei, Xufang Town has drizzled rain. In the past few days, the sky has just cleared, the air is still humid, the wind is blowing with a faint green grass, and the town’s roads are a bit bumpy and occasionally puddles.

With gray tiles and white walls hanging from green leaves, children running and frolicking in the neighborhoods and alleys swarmed over puddles, jumped over small villages, squeezed a city with mud, and said who would marry in the future.

From afar, children can be heard singing nursery rhymes and jumping rubber bands.

"Little Paper Ball, Banana Pear, Malian Flower Twenty One, Two Five Six, Two Five Seven, Two Eight Two Nine Thirty One..."

There is a courtyard deep in the alley, and a wind chime hangs on the courtyard door. A three- or four-year-old girl wearing a sweater and pink skirt, with crochet braids, was standing on the threshold. She stretched out her hand to reach the wind chimes on the eaves, shook her tender little hand a few times, but couldn't take it off.

The girl puffed her cheeks and ran into the yard.

"Aunt Cui Cui."

"Aunt Cui Cui."

The girl yelled violently.

There was a small bungalow on the south side of the yard, and a young girl with straight hair came out.

"Aunt Cui Cui."

"Ok?"

The girl Danfeng's eyes, overturned lips, her eyes would bend into two crescents when she laughed.

It is Zhou Xufang.

The girl ran into the house, tiptoe, and grabbed the glass cabinet full of sweets. She said with a grinning voice, "I want a pack of marshmallows."

There are three or four large glass cabinets in the house, as well as a whole glass wall with colorful candies hanging on the wall. On the opposite side of the glass wall, there is a wooden cabinet with milk and drinks.

Zhou Xufang asked the girl with croissant braids: "Doom, what about your mother?"

"Mom is playing mahjong." Dong Dong stretched out his tender white chubby hand and put the crumpled five-yuan banknote on the cabinet, his watery eyes staring at the sugar in the cabinet.

Zhou Xufang took two bags for her.

Dong Dong only took one bag, his round face resembling a full white bread: "Aunt Cui Cui, you gave me one more."

"Give it to you."

Zhou Xufang put another pack of candy into the girl's sweater hat with rabbit ears.

"Thank you."

"you are welcome."

She hugged the candy and ran out chuckingly, her horns dangling.

"Cui Cui," there was a man in the room, sitting on the small stool at the door, knitting children's shoes, "you will lose money if you keep doing this."

It's Aunt He who sells knitted shoes next door. She has freckles on her face and is chubby. She has mung bean eyes with a cute smile.

Zhou Xufang smiled and said nothing.

Aunt He put the half-knitted shoes in the bamboo basket, poured the seeds and knocked: "Where is Liu Hua from your family?"

Zhou Xufang said: "I'm going to collect the style."

Liu Hua is the only photographer in Tiangang Village, Xufang Town, but he never takes pictures of the big guys. He is on the street after his 80th birthday. He specially asked him to take a few photos, but Liu Hua never went.

After Cui Cui nodded, he reluctantly left.

"Going out again to gather style?"

"Ok."

Aunt He didn’t know what Caifeng was, she always saw Cui Cui’s family go out with a camera, anyway, she felt unreliable when she looked at it: "Cui Cui, don’t be so big-hearted, your Liu Hua has grown so much. Face, I don’t know how many girls are rushing to post it. Just at the end of the street, many unmarried girls are staring at your Liu Hua, and they say that he looks like a great director." Not only the unmarried, out The married man also stared.

The neighbourhoods in the eight villages and villages said that Liu Hua of Cui Cui's family was a master of the soul, but fortunately, Liu Hua was a part of her duty. Except for photography, she stayed beside Cui Cui all the time.

Zhou Xufang smiled: "It's very similar."

This is heartless! Aunt He said to her: "I said why you are so careless. If one day your Liu Hua is hooked away by those foxes outside, don't come to me crying." Aunt He speaks quickly, like a beanbag. "Don’t buy so many famous-brand clothes for your Liuhua. It’s not easy for you to open a small shop and make two money. If you have the money, save it and use it for your wife in the future."

Zhou Xufang couldn't answer the conversation and laughed.

On the other end, Aunt He started from the beautiful flower-like Liu Hua, to the pretty widow who was a young widow in the village next door, and she talked about her family who doesn’t like bathing but also loves to drink, and finally she talked about the young widow who is always right. The beautiful Liu Hua winked her eyes, and a small bucket of melon seeds on the ground had already been vomited.

"Thirsty?" Zhou Xufang asked with a smile, "Would you like to drink milk?"

Aunt He knocked her tongue out: "I want strawberry flavor." Oh, by the way, she asked, "What size shoes do you wear? I will knit a pair for him."

"27 yards."

Outside the yard, children jumping rubber band sang in unison: "Three, five, six, three, five, three, eight, three, nine, forty one, four, five, six, four, five, four, eight, four, nine, fifty one..."

Eight or nine children, all large and small, form a ball.

"Dangdan," the girl with two flower **** on her head handed the clothes to the little boy next to her, "You help me get the clothes."

The boy was three or four years old, wearing a little pink sweater and black pants. He was born with pink and jade. He has peach eyes. The eyes are like washed black pearls. They are black and shiny, and they are particularly beautiful.

He just got ready to get the ball of the girl's clothes.

The female doll wearing a colorful butterfly hairpin also said: "Dandan, I want you to help me get my clothes."

Here comes another one, with a little braid: "And me."

The little boy was very distressed: "I only have two hands, I can only hold two."

The flower ball girl is the oldest, five or six years old, she said: "Then we guess the box."

"Ok."

Then the Huaqiuqiu girl guessed the punch with the blue butterfly girl and the little pigtail girl, and finally, the little pigtail girl lost.

"I lost."

She sniffed and watched Dandan take clothes for Jiaojiao and Qiaoqiao. She was so sad, her mouth squashed, and she was about to cry.

The little bald boy came back after hitting the marbles and wiped the ash on his pants: "Sister Honghong, don't cry, I'll get you clothes."

Hong Hong flicked her braid: "I don't want you to take it, I want to take it."

"why?"

Xiao Baldou is a five-year-old little bean sprouts. I don't know why Honghong sister Qiaoqiao and Jiaojiao like to play with Dandan.

Hong Hong said: "Because Dandan is the most beautiful boy in town."

"Isn't Dan Dan's father?"

His mother said that Dandan’s father looked good or good, and his father was particularly angry because Dandan’s father looked good. In the end, his father learned that Dandan’s father dyed a purple cigarette. His hair, he didn’t know what was soot and purple, anyway, it was a kind of egg. Daddy dyed it very beautifully, but his dad dyed it like the color of the little hooligan who collects protection fees in the next village. His mother thought it was ugly and said she wanted to talk to his dad divorce……

Later, Daddy Dandan dyed his hair black again, and his dad dyed it back, so his mother did not divorce.

But the little bald head thinks that Daddy Dandan is the person who likes to dye his hair the most in the town.

Hong Hong is very entangled, is Daddy Dandan look good? Is it still pretty? She blinked a few times: "Well, they are tied for first."

The children speak in their own way.

The older children were singing and dancing.

"Five, five, six, five, five, seven, five, eight, five, nine, sixty one, six, five, six, six, five, seven, six, eight, six, nine, seventy one..."

"Dandan," Hong Hong said, jumping to him, "your father is back."

Tandan looked back.

The man who came out of the afterglow with the camera on his back shouted: "Ginger Tang."

Tandan put his clothes on the stool and ran over: "Dad."

His name is Lu Jiangtang, also called Liu Jiangtang, and his nickname is Erdan.

His father's name is Lu Xingchen, also called Liu Hua. He is the best-looking person in Xufang Town. He looks like his father and has the most similar eyes. Aunt He said he is the best-looking child in Xufang Town.

The little guy ran too fast and stepped on a puddle. The muddy water splashed Jiang Zhi. He wiped it with a handkerchief in disgust, picked up the little guy with the other hand and walked home.

"Did you protect your mother today?"

Lu Erdan obediently nodded: "Yes~"

Jiang Zhi kissed him: "What do you want, satisfy your wish."

Lu Erdan put his arms around his father's neck and asked tenderly, "Dad, can you buy me a door?"

"What do you want the door for?"

He wrinkled his face and looked very regretful: "I played marbles with Qiqi and accidentally bounced the marbles on the door of Grandma Wufu’s house. Then the door broke. I told Grandma Wufu that I did it. But she doesn't believe it."

Lu Erdan is Xu Fangzhen’s strongest child, and the ten-year-old Xiaopang never wrestles with him.

"I'll pay for it." Jiang Zhi turned the child's pink sweater hat back, "Don't play marbles in the future, it's easy to hurt people."

"Oh." Although he was a little bit disappointed, his father had a point and he wanted to listen.

The father and son had just arrived at the door of the house and ran into Aunt He who was going home for dinner. She turned around and shouted: "Cui Cui, your Liu Hua is back."

Zhou Xufang hung a suspending sign on the glass wall and walked out of the room: "I'm back."

Jiang Zhi put the child on the ground: "Have you eaten?"

"No."

"I'll do it." He put the camera down, "Ginger Tang, go to the bathroom and wash his face."

Lu Erdan: "Oh."

He obediently went to the bathroom.

Zhou Xufang was about to follow, Jiang Zhi grabbed her, took her to the room in the store, and closed the door: "Fangbao, miss me?"

Zhou Xufang hugged him: "Yes."

He picked her up, put it on a pile of candies, and kissed her deeply.

The sunset is in the sky, and the orange light is very gentle.

In the alley, the children are still singing: "Little Piqiu, Banana Pear, Malian Flower Twenty One, Two Five Six, Two Five Seven, Two Eight Two Nine Thirty One..."

"Qiao Qiao."

"Red red."

"Jiaojiao, I'm eating."

"..."

When the sun sets, the lights of thousands of houses are on, and there are fireworks everywhere.