Dressed as a villain’s own mother, I became a popular child variety show by relying on sand sculptur

Jiang Guodong walked in and stood at the entrance to change his shoes as usual. Without raising his head, he said to the people in the hall:

"Make me a pot of tea."

The tone was not very good, as if he was giving orders to his servants.

There are many things that can be understood from this sentence.

Jiang Guodong didn't hear his wife's answer. He frowned and looked over, saying in a deep voice: "Did you hear-"

But when he saw the woman standing up in front of the sofa, he froze in place.

Jiang Guodong did not expect that Leng Qingqing would appear here.

"Where are you making tea? I'll make a pot for you." Leng Qingqing said with a smile as if she didn't see his surprise.

Jiang Guodong stared at her, his face changing again and again: "...Why are you here?"

This sentence is interesting.

It’s neither ‘who are you’ nor ‘who are you looking for’, but——

'Why are you here'?

Leng Qingqing's eyes flickered slightly.

Jiang Guodong seemed to realize that there was something wrong with his words, so he did not speak again, but asked where Xu Yun had gone.

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Xu Yun appeared at the corner of the stairs with a cup of tea. Due to the angle, Xu Yun did not see her husband immediately, but said to the guest with a joyful tone.

"I dug out the tea that Lao Jiang's friend brought me earlier. Please try it."

**

Jiang Guodong didn't seem to welcome Leng Qingqing, and he almost had 'leave quickly' written on his face.

Leng Qingqing declined Xu Yun's suggestion to stay for dinner and left after leaving the door-to-door greeting.

Xu Yun walked to the door step by step, and even wanted to leave the yard, but was stopped by a stern voice behind her.

Across a fence, Xu Yun smiled, but her eyes were melancholy, like a mother waving goodbye to her child who was about to leave.

"Let's go, come and play when you have time later."

Leng Qingqing only said one word: "Okay."

The system was surprised: "Hey, you're not going to tell him?"

"He didn't ask." Leng Qingqing left without looking back. Even if he didn't look back, he would know that Jiang Guodong must be staring at his back.

The moment the two of them met each other, the old man's eyes were so complex and deep that it was difficult to understand.

But there was no guilt, nostalgia, and love in his eyes.

Xu Yun felt guilty for her daughter. Even after many years, she still remembered her daughter's favorite food and never left Jiang Yin's words.

Jiang Guodong, an old man, can't tell.

Leng Qingqing kicked a pebble in the middle of his walk, lowered his head and said to himself: "After all, not all parents in the world love their children. Some parents only love the aura of their children."

Leng Qingqing deliberately did not tell Jiang Guodong because she believed that Xu Yun would not take the initiative to tell him.

She decided to give the old man a little shock.

**

At the same time, a quarrel broke out between the two people in the hall.

Jiang Guodong pointed at Xu Yun and angrily shouted: "Next time, get out of this house!"

Every time I mentioned Jiang Yin, I just shed tears.

Now he is becoming more and more courageous. He actually dares to sneak that little bastard home while he is not at home!

Jiang Guodong almost exploded with anger.

"Jiang Guodong, you are such an old fool! Do you think that if you don't recognize her, the old man will disown her?!" Xu Yun, who had been silent all this time, suddenly sneered and stared at him gloomily, as if looking at her enemy. .

Jiang Guodong choked. At this moment, he suddenly discovered that his wife, who had been submissive to him for decades, actually had a cold side. The scene in front of him almost made him doubt whether he knew the person in front of him.

"Xu Yun." After a moment of confrontation, Jiang Guodong sighed and adjusted his tone, "Our daughter is dead, can't we just let everything go?"

"My daughter is dead, but she left behind the most precious treasure." Xu Yun was still the same Xu Yun. When she heard Jiang Yin's name, she couldn't stop crying.

"Yinyin must also hope that we can recognize Qingqing." Xu Yun choked with sobs: "I dreamed of her last night. She begged me to protect her child..."

Jiang Guodong closed his eyes and clenched his hands tightly at his sides. Veins popped up on his forehead. He was on the verge of mental collapse.

"How do you know she is Yinyin's child?" Jiang Guodong said in a deep voice.

Xu Yun did not answer.

After a few seconds, he stubbornly repeated: "She is, she is Yinyin's child, Yinyin told me in her dream."

"Xu! Yun!" Jiang Guodong couldn't bear it anymore.

"I have already lost my daughter once, and I cannot lose her a second time." Xu Yun said firmly.

**

Hengheng had a headache these past two days.

The doctor saw it and said that headaches are normal and require a long period of recovery.

The kindergarten was on holiday, and Ye Fei and Laifu stayed with Hengheng all day long.

Not only that, when Leng Qingqing stood on the second floor with a cup of coffee and looked out, he could see bodyguards patrolling outside the courtyard on the first floor a few steps away.

Fortunately, Hengheng's headache pain was not strong, just vague. Seeing that Hengheng was in good spirits, Leng Qingqing coaxed the two of them to have dinner and let them rest early.

Hengheng fell asleep quickly, leaving a light on in Leng Qingqing. Hengheng had been sleeping with her in the past few days, just to avoid any situation where she couldn't take care of her.

Huo Yanheng fell into sleep almost as soon as his head touched the pillow.

He saw a tall adult man standing in the dark shadows.

The back figure was something Hengheng had never seen before, but this person felt very familiar to him.

So he subconsciously walked forward.

But after walking for a long time, the distance between him and the man increased instead of decreasing. Hengheng became farther and farther away from him.

In the dream, Hengheng became anxious. He opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but no sound came out.

At this moment, the sculpture-like figure finally moved.

In the black mist, the man slowly turned around, and his face finally came into Huo Yanheng's eyes - the man's eyebrows were cold and handsome, his lips were straight, and his eyes were like knives.

it's wired.

He was clearly an uncle he had never met before, but Huo Yanheng felt a hint of kindness and familiarity in his heart.

He stood there, tilting his little head, looking at the man in the distance.

Then the man saw him! A cold air came out of nowhere and suddenly enveloped Huo Yanheng. In reality, Hengheng shivered subconsciously and was dripping with cold sweat.

"you--"

The man seemed to recognize him, his expression suddenly changed, and he grabbed him with his hands.

Huo Yanheng opened his eyes instantly and was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.

After having this strange dream, his head became even more groggy. Huo Yanheng leaned towards his mother, hugged her arm, and quickly fell asleep.

He quickly forgot this absurd dream.