After Becoming a Little |

Lotus was stunned, and hurriedly called Alia: "Aya! We're going to be late!"

"Don't worry, I bought a car last night, let's eat first-"

"Oh... eh?!"

……

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In the parking lot, looking at this red electric car with a small horn on its forehead, Lotus looked at the car and then at Arya who was wearing a helmet, hesitant.

It's not that he hesitates about safety or something, but the appearance of this car is really weird - the left side of the fender is marked with [Noisy Class], the right side is written [Xinghe Speed], and there is a stick figure icons of huskies.

What does it mean?

Of course, both the characters and the paintings are excellent. It can be seen that Aya's painting skills are not bad...

Lotus is holding a buckle cup, which is filled with hot water that Arya has filled for her, which should be used simply to warm the baby. Speaking of which, this style of painting is too simple, and it is also thanks to Lotus that has a good temper.

"Let's go, I came back last night to charge the battery overnight, no problem."

Alia murmured: "You still charge me five dollars. Now the electricity price is so cheap, and it's less than two dollars. The parking lot in the community is super black..."

Lotus has never sat on this before, she awkwardly put on her helmet and sat in the back seat, asking, "Aya, did you go out last night?"

"Yes, go out and do something."

"Is it important?"

"It's not too important. The original plan was to tear up a person, destroy a person, and demolish a house by the way."

Alia honestly said her plan: "Considering a harmonious society, it can't be too bloody, so I'm going to use a special method to kill her, for example, a big fireball with three bursts of anger, and make the movement louder. It doesn't matter, it's fine to pretend to be a gas explosion, I'm very skilled at this operation."

Lotus just sneered, hugging Arya's waist, and listening to it was overjoyed.

"Aya."

Lianhua shrank her neck and leaned her head on Arya's back, a little naughty to hide from the cool morning wind blowing on her face: "Why did I sleep at your house last night?"

Alia carefully controlled Xin'anzhou: "Are you uncomfortable, dysmenorrhea or what? Are you sick?"

"That's not true. Yesterday was the first time I had such a big reaction - I mean, why didn't you wake me up?"

"Seeing that you slept comfortably, you didn't shout, aren't you used to it?"

"No, it's good, but it's a little uncomfortable not to change pajamas."

Lotus twisted her body and took a shower just now, and the clothes she just put on were not very compliant.

The phone rang, and Arya was a law-abiding driver, so she said to Lotus: "The phone is in my pocket, help me get it."

Lotus took it out and looked: "Aya, it's your mother's phone number."

"Oh? How could my mother call me at this time? It's not right." Alia wondered: "Help me pick it up and turn on the speakerphone."

"Hello, Mom?"

"Lia, it's me." Alia's mother's slightly tired voice came from the other end of the phone: "Mom may be at Dongshan at noon, and she will go home when she sees your father. Are you at home?"

"crunch-"

The harsh brake sound suddenly sounded.

Chapter 65 065 - Thinking about what kind of character Arya's mother should be

Dongshan International Airport.

A dusty woman with a travel bag on her back strode out of the terminal, raised her hand to block her forehead, looked at the bright sunshine, and exhaled.

The cool morning in Dongshan City was intertwined with the warm sunshine, and the turbid breath turned into an invisible white mist in the air, announcing that she once again set foot on the land of the motherland.

A taxi drove up in front of her. The driver was a handsome middle-aged man in the fat class. He was wearing a shiny bracelet on his hand, and the gear handle of the taxi was also covered with a string. His fat face was glowing red. : "Does the beauty go to the city? 50 yuan will send you to Baichao Road."

The woman looked at her watch: "Isn't it 30 yuan to go to Baichao Road? Has the price increased?"

"Yo, local people?" The driver smiled hehely: "At the airport, stay away, thirty is thirty, let's go."

"Don't go, someone will pick me up."

As she said that, she pointed to the driveway at the entrance of the airport, lined up behind the taxi, and was driving towards the Mercedes-Benz.

The handsome driver in the fat world froze, his smile turned cold, he nodded without saying anything, and drove away.

After more than ten seconds, the Mercedes-Benz also put down the person who sent it off and flew away.

No one came to pick her up, and she only told her daughter about her return.

Just when she was about to take out her cell phone and call for a car, someone slammed into her behind her. She stumbled forward half a step to stabilize her body. The young brother who hit her put his hands in the pockets of his jacket. , hurriedly apologized to her: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

As soon as he spoke, he took a few steps with his long legs and walked away.

She squinted, unfastened the side strap of the travel bag, took out the metal thermos cup from the side pocket, and threw it away.

The whistling sound rang in the back of his head, and before the long-legged young brother had time to turn his head, he felt as if someone was shouting 'Eighty! ', gave a vicious blow.

Smashed on the spot...

The people around looked over in amazement, some stepped back, some wanted to get closer to watch the excitement, and the policeman on duty not far from the airport exit was also attracted by the sudden noise and turned around.

The woman stepped forward, looked at the young brother who was about to get up, and sighed: "Don't look at me like a tourist, and blatantly attack me, my mobile phone is worthless, and the calling card is worth hundreds of millions, believe it or not. ?"

The young brother was still staring, and reached out and touched the back of his head. Although there was no bleeding or anything, the dizzy pain made him unable to say anything to refute.

"Besides, it's because there are idiot thieves like you, so there are so few tourists in our Dongshan. We start as soon as we arrive at the airport. How do you let tourists spend?"

The woman squatted beside the young pickpocket brother and followed the instructions: "Look, without the tourists who consume, the tourism economy of our Dongshan City will not be developed, and the tourism economy will not be developed, the government will not make efforts to promote all kinds of tourism. For the construction of scenic spots and supporting facilities, without these perfect supporting facilities, there will be no way to attract enough foreign funds. Without funds, the enthusiasm of the citizens for work will decline, and the enthusiasm for work will decline, and the development of our Dongshan City will stagnate. Dongshan If the city's development is stagnant, your living standard will deteriorate, and your living standard will deteriorate, which will inevitably lead to a decline in your business ability. Isn't it just an example that I discovered this time? Do you think it makes sense?"

The pickpocket's eyes are still black. How can he understand all these twists and turns, he just thinks it seems to make some sense, but he always thinks this is weird, and he can't figure it out for a while.

She stretched out her hand and grabbed the back of the pickpocket's neck, pressed him to the ground at once, and cut his hands: "Stop crawling, wait for the police to come, I have to tell you about your burglary at the airport now. What kind of damage did this matter do to the sustainable development of your industry..."

An aunt wearing a cheongsam with wavy and curly hair next to her, who looked like a gourd figure with curly hair, came over, she guessed she understood what was going on, and persuaded: "Girl, since you take it back If you have your phone, let it go."

The woman with the travel bag raised her head, slightly surprised: "Let it go? I even said to call the police."

The aunt worked tirelessly, showing the loving attitude of a middle-aged and elderly virgin bitch: "You have to forgive others and forgive them. You even hit him, and you will suffer if you call the police!"

"I can pay for hitting him. He also has to be punished for stealing my mobile phone. This count is equal to one count."

Aunt probably had never seen such an axis before, and after thinking about it, she finally said what she wanted to say: "But then you have to make a record or something, which is very troublesome."

"I can't tell the difference between right and wrong for fear of trouble?" The backpack girl was happy: "Eldest sister, next time your phone is stolen, I advise you as well, what do you think?"

The aunt couldn't hold her face, looked at the crowd that was getting more and more crowded, stomped her feet, hung her face, twisted her gourd waist and walked away.

Looking at Aunt Hulu's back, the backpack girl shook her head and laughed: "Black is black, white is white, black and white can't be distinguished, let alone other..."

The uncle of the policeman on duty squeezed in: "Let it go! Let it go! What's the matter?"

The girl with the backpack stood up and clapped her hands, picked up the thermos cup that fell to the ground and shrunk, unscrewed the lid, took a mouthful of warm water, and exhaled a breath of hot air: "He stole something from me and was caught by me on the spot, this technique is quite skilled too. Yes, it is estimated that there is a case, you can check it."

The police uncle saw the little pickpocket wriggling on the ground, especially the hands of the other party that had been cut back and tied with ropes, he snorted, "It looks like a real thing, have you ever learned it?"

The girl with the backpack nodded: "Well, I used to be a soldier and learned it in the army."

As soon as these words came out, the policeman's uncle's expression softened a lot, and the noise of the crowd eating melons was also lowered, whispering to each other and nodding.Some have begun to look at the little pickpocket brother who is wriggling on the ground with contempt, and vividly tell the people around him what happened just now.

The girl with the backpack looked left and right, and was very satisfied—this is the situation of the military and civilians in our republic. The image preservation degree of the children and soldiers is higher than that of other countries.

"But just because you said no, we have to adjust the surveillance to make a transcript, and we have to provide evidence. You may be asked to go to the security room of the airport with us."

The uncle of the policeman squatted down and untied the pickpocket brother's rope, handed it to the girl in the backpack, looked at the other party's movement of looking at his watch, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, it won't delay you too much time."

The girl with the backpack nodded calmly, quickly re-wrapped the paracord into a hand rope with both hands, fastened it back on her wrist, and followed the police uncle to the security room of the airport.

The uncle of the police officer who was one step behind looked at the backpack girl and asked curiously, "Where did you come from? It looks very hard."

The backpack girl was still wearing bandages on her arms. At first glance, there was a kind of gunpowder smoke that had just been removed from the battlefield, but it didn't look like she was going out to play.

She sighed: "It's quite far, on the other side of the ocean, where the soil and water can't support people."

The police uncle nodded: "It's better for my country."

However, he turned his head and saw the pickpocket brother who was walking forward with his arm grabbed, and shook his head a little: "But there are too many people in the country, and there are always some who are not motivated, don't take it to heart, if you have any difficulties, just come to us. "

When she arrived in the security room, the police uncle poured her a glass of water and spread out the book: "Sit, sit, the process still has to go a bit, I hope you can understand... The first name is the name."

"Lu Wuxia." The woman with the backpack put down her bag and smiled: "Lu of the mainland, Bai Yu Wuxia is flawless."

Section 66 066 - NPCs that will be used in the future are coming online one after another

The transcript was completed quickly.

Alia's mother, who left her contact information, left the airport security room, checked the time, and walked out.

However, at this time, two young people ran over from the side and blocked her way.

Arya's mother thought it was the thief's accomplice, but upon closer inspection, one of them was carrying a camera and the other was holding a microphone, and they looked like reporters.

Hey, I also met a colleague.

She was immediately happy, stopped and looked at the camera: "This is the two of you?"

"Hello, ma'am, may I ask if you were the one who captured the robber at the exit of the airport? We would like to conduct a brief interview with you."

"No, it's not a robber, it's a pickpocket. The characterization is different. People have to reform themselves. Don't hurt him."

Alia's mother corrected the little sister who was holding the microphone and took out her mobile phone to turn on the recording: "I agree with your interview, but I ask not to reveal my real name, okay? In order to ensure that there will be no deviation in future reports, our I will record the entire conversation."

The interviewer was holding the microphone. She was just a rookie in the field of Dongshan TV's People's Current Affairs column, but she had never seen such a professional interviewee.

Once this aura was suppressed, she had the illusion that she had returned to her student days and faced her tutor.

She subconsciously looked back at the cameraman, only to see the veteran cameraman's face move away from the viewfinder, staring at the man in front of her in a stunned manner, opened her mouth, and her voice was so hoarse as if her throat was leaking: "Lu, Miss Lu?!"

Miss Lulu?Who is Miss Lulu?Does the cameraman know her?

The little rookie scratched his head, feeling that he might miss the interview material again this time.

Chinese people have always been reluctant to make public appearances. If it is an outsider, then you can use your enthusiasm and politeness to make it difficult for the other party to refuse, but if it is someone you know, then it is not easy to speak.