After my father awakened from mind reading, the white-eyed wolf stepped aside.

Turning around and looking at his son, sorrow returned to his heart.

"mother."

"Ah~"

Simple conversations happen almost every day, but most of them disappear.

After running out of Lang's house, Li Yiyi discovered that the production team was even poorer than she thought, probably because of their relatively high position.

Li looked down one by one, and soon saw the entire production team, and his impression of it became more concrete.

Small, poor, downtrodden, but with simple folk customs,

From the mountainside location of Lang's house to the foot of the mountain, everyone passing by would greet Li Yiyi.

There are those to pity and those to comfort,

The hardships of life make it difficult to smile on their faces, and the scars of labor have left imprints on their bodies. The wind and frost of the years have brought wrinkles, which are not beautiful, but they make people feel simple.

There is a contrast. Zhou Wenzhu is fair and fair, and his bookish look is really attractive to people, but it cannot be concealed. He is as dark as a heart.

The faces of the entire production team cannot be said to be good-looking, but their inner beauty is more beautiful than their outer appearance.

Wandering all the way, Li Yiyi arrived at a strange place.

Why is it strange? Because there are no other people around the house in front of me. It's like Zhou Wenzhu's own bullpen in the production team.

Remote, independent.

An idea flashed in his mind, and Li Yiyi knew who lived inside. They were similar to people like Zhou Wenzhu, or they were people who were involved in the turbulent period.

Not showing much interest, Li Yiyi was about to leave. Coincidentally, the door opposite opened, and a woman who was dressed simply but made people feel elegant walked out.

With her mind running wildly, Li Yiyi remembered who the person in front of her was. It turned out to be her grandmother, who had never been masked before.

Jiang Yuting showed her a photo. Mother Jiang in the photo was much younger. The passage of time in front of her had brought some precipitation to her, making her look more attractive than before.

"grandmother."

The little mouth opened, and a clear voice came out,

Jiang's mother immediately looked at the sky and found that there were no suspicious traces. They did not fall from the sky. Then she turned her attention to the surroundings and looked around. There was no one else.

So, which family does the little doll in front of me belong to?

"Grandma, my mother is Jiang Yuting."

With the experience of recognizing relatives for the first time and Boss Li’s earnest teachings, Li Yiyi learned to add,

"Yu Ting."

Mother Jiang's face was unspeakably excited. She carefully looked at Li Yiyi in front of her.

The eyes are the same as Jiang Yuting's, the nose is the same, the mouth is the same, and even the hair is the same.

The more they looked, the more they resembled each other. In Jiang's eyes, Li Yiyi automatically shrank into the image of Jiang Yuting when she was little.

"My poor granddaughter!"

When Li Yiyi saw Jiang's mother not speaking for a long time, he thought he would have to waste more words.

My uncle is already so difficult, so it’s okay for grandma to be difficult. Who knew grandma would be so clever?

"Granddaughter, what is your name? How did you get here?"

Jiang's mother hugged Li Yiyi, and the more she looked at it, the more similar she felt. While feeling happy, she did not forget about business.

"Grandma, my name is Li Yiyi, I was sent here because of someone."

The word "guai" was not appropriate to appear in. Li Yiyi did not say it, even though he had already guessed the result in his heart.

"Where's your mother!"

The wind in the winter moon was biting and cold. Mother Jiang carried Li Yi back to the house one by one.

Both of them forgot that there was Father Jiang in the house. Suddenly, they saw Mother Jiang coming in with a child in her arms. This was something they had never seen before. Father Jiang, who was looking at the pot, immediately turned his attention over.

"Hello grandpa, my name is Li Yiyi, and my mother is Jiang Yuting."

The matter of reporting names was familiar every time. Li Yiyi mastered the process skillfully.

"Jiang Weiran is Yu Ting's daughter and our granddaughter. Your eyes and eyebrows look exactly like Yu Ting's."

Holding the soft Li Yiyi in her arms, Mother Jiang was in a good mood.

As for Father Jiang on the side, his head was all turned into mush. Suddenly, a two-year-old granddaughter appeared, the daughter of a girl who had never heard from him.

Why did they catch the horse so much together? Was he dreaming or was he dazzled?

He rubbed his eyes, closed them and opened them again. The scene in front of him did not change. There was indeed a baby in Mother Jiang's arms. Father Jiang, who was confused, went back to bed and closed his eyes. After a while, he opened them again.

no change,

Therefore, he was not dreaming. They really had a granddaughter.

The door suddenly opened, and the cold wind blew in. Jiang's father was blown upright.

Cold and awake,

"Mom and Dad, I'm coming back..."

The word "Liu" still couldn't come out. Jiang Cheng was in the same state as Jiang's father. He looked back at the sky outside and then inside the house. He read it right.

The blackmailer's daughter is in his mother's arms.

"Uncle, you are back."

Li Yiyi didn't care about what happened yesterday. It was her fault. She didn't reveal her identity first and rushed to call someone. It was normal for her uncle to misunderstand.

"Jiang Cheng, you are back. Come and meet Yiyi. She is your niece."

The person who called him uncle yesterday arrived in his mother's arms today and was introduced to him by his mother.

If you ask Jiang Cheng what it feels like, it feels like a dream.

Is the world too big or too small? Why can't he understand it?

"Mom, she is not Yu Ting's daughter. We don't even know where Yu Ting is."

Jiang Cheng's words were subtle, and both Jiang Mu and Li Yiyi understood them. Then Jiang Mu held Li Yiyi and walked to Jiang Cheng.

"Jiang Cheng, take a closer look. Does Yiyi look very similar to Yu Ting? The upper half of her face is exactly the same as yours. If she is not Yu Ting's daughter, then who is?"

Speechless eyes turned from Jiang Cheng to Father Jiang aside. How could she not see what Father Jiang had done just now?

I just thought it was fun and pretended not to see it.

She is not a fool. When she was making waves in the mall, she had never seen any big or small conspiracies. When Li Yiyi spoke, she had already looked at Li Yiyi. She was her niece.

Jiang's mother's words seemed to have opened up the connections between Jiang Cheng and Jiang's father. The two looked at Li Yiyi.

It seems so. The more we look at it, the more similar it becomes.

"Yiyi, I am uncle, come and give me a hug."

The attitudes of Jiang Cheng yesterday and Jiang Cheng today have made a 180-degree turn.

Before I recognized Li Yiyi, where did this little beggar come from?

After recognizing Li Yiyi, my dear niece,

From one embrace to another, Li Yiyi adapted well.

"uncle."

She was relieved in her heart. She finally completed the important matter of recognizing her relatives. If it weren't for her wise grandmother, she didn't know how much trouble she would have spent.

It was decided that grandma would be her third favorite person from now on.

The first one is Boss Li and Jiang Yuting. They can't tell the difference and they are tied for first place.

"Yiyi, how did you get here? I didn't wait for you at the state-owned hotel today."

Li Yiyi was here, so where was Boss Li? Jiang Cheng was filled with doubts.

"Uncle, I was sent here. My father and mother don't know where I am. Can you take me to my parents?"

送，

The expression on his face tightened unconsciously. Jiang Cheng understood the meaning of sending.

Now that he understood what was going on, Jiang Cheng was not so angry about Boss Li not going to the meeting.

He is a person who protects the shortcomings of his family. He can protect them in every possible way. If he is not his family, he will build a long wall in his heart.

"Mom and dad, I'll take them back one by one first. Yu Ting and her brother-in-law should be anxious."