Long legs and small buns

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"Sister Jiang Lan, talk to Uncle Jiang, I'll come back later." The sensible Ruan Zhenzhen didn't want to disturb their father and daughter meeting after a long time.

Jiang Lan understood her father's temper, and knew that he must still be holding back his anger. In order not to let the little girl see the joke, she agreed.

"Okay, you go home first, and my sister will find you later."

She smiled at the little girl, the corners of her eyes and brows that had become a little cold for no reason after not seeing her for a long time, suddenly melted at this moment, and returned to the familiar warm appearance of Ruan Zhenzhen.

"Understood." Ruan Zhenzhen nodded obediently with her nose sore.

In fact, she has become a lot stronger, and she hasn't cried for a long time, but now Jiang Lan's simple smile made her burst into tears uncontrollably.

Jiang Lan touched/touched her head, her voice softened: "Good boy."

She wanted to say something more, but Jiang Wenbai yelled in the room: "Jiang Lan, come in!"

Jiang Wenbai always had a three-pointed smile when he was in trouble, and he never lost his temper in front of Ruan Zhenzhen.She was startled by the roar, and quickly pushed Jiang Lan to let her into the room: "Sister Jiang Lan, go in quickly, don't make Uncle Jiang angry again."

Jiang Lan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It stands to reason that the little girl shouldn't be worried that her father would fix her. Why did she rush to push her into the fire pit?

She lifted the heavy curtain, and Jiang Wenbo sat in the main hall, looking at her with a serious expression.

The smile on Jiang Lan's face slowly disappeared, and she called helplessly, "Dad."

Jiang Wenbai was expressionless: "Jiang Lan, you haven't been home for more than a year, and the money in your card has not been moved. You have grown up."

"Dad, don't worry, I really haven't been wronged. The money in the card has not been moved because I have cash in my hand, so there is no need to move it--I have explained it to you on the phone ?"

Jiang Wenbo raised his eyelids: "Don't play with me, it's useless. Jiang Lan, do you still remember what you told me back then?"

Jiang Lan lowered her head and stopped talking.

Jiang Wenbai picked up a stack of magazines on the table - they all had Jiang Lan's photos on them, and there were quite a few of them.

"This is your dream? These low-end magazine illustrations are the dreams you promised me with your chest, and you will never regret it?"

He put the stack of magazines on the table in front of Jiang Lan, his movements were very light, and his tone was not heavy, but Jiang Lan couldn't lift his head.

She straightened her back, tensed her jaw, and said nothing.

Jiang Wenbo glanced at her, and said in a lighter tone: "I'm not trying to belittle your choice, but I just want to remind you, don't forget your original intention. The cash you're talking about—the price of a third-rate magazine is clearly marked on a picture. What's the price? If you don’t like it, you don’t have to fight for it.”

Jiang Lan looked up at him, and heard him continue to say: "Dad gives you the confidence to make this choice. You don't need to argue with me, just speak up when you are short of money, we are father and daughter, you are afraid of being embarrassed in front of someone, Don't be afraid to lose face in front of me."

"I'm not trying to get angry with you." Jiang Lan finally said, "And I don't think there is anything shameful about these low-end magazines."

She glanced at the magazines and suddenly paused. Jiang Wenbai waited quietly for her to continue.

"I was originally a layman, and entering this circle was a zero start, so I will cherish even the smallest platform. Even if I really succeed in the future, I will only regard these as signposts to witness my surmounting obstacles all the way. Think of these as a dragging stain."

Jiang Lan raised her head and met his gaze without avoiding it, "To be honest, the inside covers of these magazines are considered better platforms, and I even went to free catwalk shows, even if I don't make money, I can There's no fame to be gained, and I know it's something I like, so I'm willing to do it."

"Didn't you often say that the road is walked out step by step, and there is no reason to become a fat man. But now there are some advanced platforms contacting me, and I recently met a noble person who admires me very much. You see, as long as you persevere, you will gradually get better."

Speaking of this, she smiled: "You should be lucky, at least I still have a bottom line, and I never take off my clothes to sell meat."

This is true, all the photos about her in those magazines are serious, and there are no pictures with suggestive connotations; she is also wearing serious chic clothes, and there are no clothes that are deliberately exposed.

Jiang Wenbai was still sitting upright with a serious face, waiting for his daughter to talk about her ideals with him, but he didn't expect to wait for such a sentence.

He was suddenly furious: "How dare you!"

Who the hell is this girl like? She runs the train with her mouth full and dares to say anything!

Selling meat, is this what a girl should say!

Jiang Lan waved her hands again and again: "Don't dare, dare not, with you sitting in my rear, how dare I do such nonsense things."

Seeing that his father was already losing his temper, Jiang Lan thought that her matter should not be a big problem, so she boldly asked, "Dad, where did you get all these books?" ?Where do you usually keep it?"

Jiang Wenbai glanced at her: "I asked a former friend to send it to me. Why, just now I was talking about my ideals, but now I feel ashamed again?"

"No, what a shame, no shame." Jiang Lan smiled, "Then where do you usually keep it? If a neighbor comes over, will they see it?"

Jiang Wenbai chuckled: "Don't worry, I usually throw it under the bed, but I just found it today. Not to mention little Zhenzhen, even our rats are not interested in watching it."

Jiang Lan said "Oh", and slowly moved closer to him, trying to pretend to be cute: "Dad, are you tired, let me give you a back rub?"

Jiang Wenbai snorted, unwilling to look at her, but honestly led him towards the kitchen with his legs: "I will teach you later, have you eaten yet? Judging by your current virtue, you are going to be skinny , I don’t know where all the food has gone for so many years, what’s the use of being so tall?”

Jiang Lan followed behind her father, smiling and talking poorly: "I ate a little on the train, but I still want to eat my father's cooking. My father's cooking is the best in the world. I miss my father every day in Beijing." I can't sleep at night thinking about the food I cook."

Jiang Wenbo paused, then turned to look at her.As a girl, he has her own ideas since she was a child, and her personality is twisted. She often doesn't listen to him, which makes people worry.

But looking at him now, the little daughter who used to hang behind his ass/ass all day long, running along with him while running with her hips on her hips, and reasoning with him, has grown so big.

When she straightened up, she could already stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

She was walking and working hard alone, she chose the wrong road and was wronged, but she would never argue with him stubbornly while crying.

He turned his back, picked up a green onion and threw it to Jiang Lan: "If you want to eat the food I cook, you often go home. Now it's not the old days, when there are trains and cars, it's so convenient to go home."

Jiang Lan nodded, and responded with a smile: "Hey, good."

Jiang Wenbai wasn't very angry at first, but felt sorry for his daughter who was suffering outside alone. Now that she came back once in a while, she tried her best to hold back her temper and pretend to be cute to please him. How could he still put on a bad face all the time? ?

Jiang Lan's goal has been achieved.Her hard-spoken and soft-hearted father quickly forgot about the fact that he was still angry. He chatted and laughed with her while stirring the dishes, and even yelled that when she finally became an adult, she must have a drink or two with him.

She sighed and toasted, and bumped into the old naughty father who came on a whim, raised her head and drank it.

How many fathers in this world can drink alcohol to their children? Jiang Wenbai is one of them.

He never raised Jiang Lan as a delicate girl. He told her that men and women are equal since she was a child, so what he can do, as his child, she should also be able to do it.