Thinking about the days when she and Yingying were together day and night, Aunt Zhang couldn't help but shed tears.
From Yingying’s eight years old to her eighteen years old.
Aunt Zhang took care of her for ten years.
How many more decades are there in life?
After four years of college and two years of graduation, and then Chen Xi disappeared and became pregnant.
Time flies, and another ten years have passed.
How many decades are left in life?
Chen Xi had long noticed that something was wrong with Aunt Zhang's mood, so before Aunt Zhang could cry, he coaxed the little girl to watch TV.
The little one hates seeing others cry. If she sees her grandma crying, she will probably start crying too.
Chen Xi held the phone and remained silent.
After a while.
After Aunt Zhang's mood gradually calmed down, Chen Xi asked: "Aunt Zhang, does Yingying have no relatives in her family?"
"Yes, she seems to have quite a lot of relatives in her family, but none of them are in Beijing... I have to go home during the holidays, so I haven't seen much of their relatives."
"Then does she have any other brothers and sisters?"
"There must be a few. I have met Yingying's sister, the daughter of her second uncle, and I have only been here once. But that girl is not close to Yingying, and as soon as she came here, she looked coldly at Yingying and told whoever owed her The money seems worth it...I don’t like that girl.”
"Sister? What's her name?"
"I'm not familiar with that girl, and it's been more than ten years. How can I remember it?"
"All right……"
Chen Xi nodded helplessly.
I wanted to ask more about Yingying, but at that moment, Aunt Zhang’s granddaughter suddenly started crying.
There was no other way, so Chen Xi had to reluctantly say goodbye to Aunt Zhang.
……
Shangjing is in the north.
Therefore, after National Day, the weather will gradually turn cooler, and the temperature difference between morning and evening will become larger and larger.
The father and daughter naturally occupy this 'mansion' with a market value of hundreds of millions.
After dinner every afternoon, Chen Xi would take the little girl to wander around Shichahai.
Slowly, many neighbors got to know them.
No one has lived in this two-story courtyard house for a long time.
So at first, some neighbors who still remembered Aunt Zhang and Yingying would always look at Chen Xi and his daughter with a slightly suspicious eye. As long as they did anything unusual, they would call the police without hesitation.
Let outsiders see that in addition to the people from the CY district in Beijing, there are also people from the XC district!
However, the little girl didn't care about other people's strange looks at all.
Whenever someone asked, or more or less wanted to test whether they were old people occupying other people's houses, she would proudly puff out her chest and say loudly: "This is my mom's home! So it is my home." !”
At this time, others will ask: Where is your mother?
This issue is complex.
So whenever she hears this question, she will always murmur weakly like an eggplant beaten by frost: "I'm going abroad and I haven't come back yet..."
This is what Chen Xi told her.
Dad will not lie to her, so as long as they stay here, Mom will come back!
She wants to see her mother...
Just like Chen Xi also wants to see Yingying.
However, as time goes by day by day.
Chen Xi's heart sank day by day.
Feng Mintai would pretend to visit every day.
It was said that it was a visit, but in fact, it was not because he was worried that Chen Xi had already found the person he wanted, so he would refuse to pay.
A clue costs one million, but if Chen Xi waits for the person he wants to see in this house, then one million will have to turn into ten million!
After all, he found the clue to this house.
But as he visits and observes on time every day,
Feng Mintai also gradually realized that maybe the ten million was not so easy to make.
In desperation, the project was restarted.
This time, they focused on Qin Yongyan.
This is also the only clue that can be developed again now.
……
Purple streets are filled with fragrant dust, wisps of smoke collect in the cold, and wisps of rain pass through the clouds.
The peach leaves intersect with each other in admiration, the curved sill in front of the window, the swallows recognize the nest, and the red door at the bottom of the willow.
Looking back on the new year, the misty servant girl's wind sleeves are curling up in spring.
In the welcoming place, there are only lingering youth and attentive jade pendants.
Who would have known that I would be ecstatic at this moment?
The vague smiles and warm words in front of others.
The memory is delicate in the palm of my hand, it becomes a dream, and when I spend time remembering it, it should be a double text.
In the mood of drinking, I teach my eyebrows poems, but I regret that my romance has misled people.
Whoever goes, I will regret it and divide it equally between the two places.
……
On October 10th, the first snow fell in the Mentougou Mountains.
But it cannot be regarded as the first snow in Beijing.
The so-called first snow has strict regulations.
Only when more than 10 of the 20 artificial stations in Beijing have observed snowfall; or if snowfall is observed at all 5 stations in the urban area (Chaoyang, Haidian, Fengtai, Shijingshan, and Observatory); or if snowfall is observed at more than 5 stations in the urban area Only when snowfall is observed at 3 or more stations, and at least 1 station has a snowfall of 0.1 mm, can the snow be classified as first snow.
Winter is getting closer and closer, and the locust tree in the yard has finally lost all its leaves.
They hold high the graceful dead treetops as if to welcome the coming cold winter.
The little girl goes out less and less.
She only likes one thing now, which is to hide in a warm private room heated by electric heaters, wrapped in a quilt, and watch TV with the big cat.
It's dry and cold in Shangjing, and it's wet and cold in Zhonghai.
Although the temperature in Zhonghai is higher in winter, it is windy and humid.
The most important thing is that there is no heating.
The home in Kangju Community doesn't even have air conditioning, let alone heating, so the little girl has always been most afraid of winter.
Unexpectedly, after arriving in Beijing, the electric heater in the courtyard made her fall in love with winter.
Chen Xi stood in the yard in a daze for longer and longer.
His temper also became worse and worse.
Of course, Chen Xi still dotes on the little girl as always.
But for anyone other than the little girl, Chen Xi would only be confused.
Including big cats.
Although Chen Xi didn't scare it much, the big cat would take the initiative to take a detour when seeing Chen Xi.
Unless a little girl was holding it, it would not dare to come within five meters of Chen Xi.
Even the big cat was treated like this, let alone the extremely cunning Philistine Feng Mintai?
But after all, Feng Mintai is also a good man who can adapt to the changing circumstances. Since he was kicked out of the yard by Chen Xi last time, he will never step through the hanging flower gate again every time he comes back.
Because he had a vague feeling.
If you provoke Chen Xi again, your life may be in danger.
Ning Zhongguo and Xu Wei don't dare to call Chen Xi now.
Although the influence of Peiyuan Dan has dropped to the lowest point due to their joint efforts.
But some fires are easy to light.
It is difficult to destroy it.
So after all kinds of tangled considerations, Ning Zhongguo had to muster up the courage and cautiously called Chen Xi.
However.
Chen Xi responded to him with only one word: Roll.
After hanging up the phone, Ning Zhongguo glanced at Xu Wei helplessly.
Xu Wei was a little confused.
That’s a big boss above the ministerial level. Will Mr. Chen refuse?
Ning Zhongguo shook his head and said nothing.
Xu Wei was so anxious that he was scratching his head, wishing that he was the one who called just now.
Ning Zhongguo patted his shoulder silently, motioned him to calm down, and then walked to the window.
After exhaling a deep breath, he couldn't help but sigh: "The rain is about to come... the wind is filling the building..."
……
The weather is getting colder.
November 21st.
The little girl received the biggest gift besides his father.
First snow.
After waking up one night, Shangjing completely changed his appearance.
The first snow this year came earlier than usual.
When the little one got out of the warm quilt, she found that the yard had completely changed.
It was as if someone had painted it over with white paint, and the entire yard was dyed white.
Covered in silver, extremely enchanting.
She put on her little cotton-padded jacket and didn't wait for Chen Xi to wash her face.
She had already rushed out of the room and ran to the yard, shouting happily.
"Daddy! It's snowing! It's snowing!"
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