I quietly watch you play

Ayer Research Center, Johns Hopkins University School of Medicine, Feb. 2, 14:10A.M ET

Inside the translucent glass curtain wall of the laboratory, an old professor in a light blue shirt and white coat leaned slightly. The thin and fluffy white hair on the top of his head barely covered the pink skin unique to Caucasians, and his eyes were gray-blue The color, coupled with the pure British pronunciation, made him show a certain kind of serenity and gentleness when he smiled and spoke.

"We tried to change the reference frequency for receiving sound waves." The old professor put the adjusted hearing aid on Zhou Wei's right ear, and turned on the tester in front of him. "Then you will hear several common sounds in life. For example, news broadcasts, music, thunderstorms, lively streets... If you feel clearer and more pleasant than what you heard before, press the green button; otherwise, press the red button."

Sitting in front of the tester, Zhou Wei responded to the question raised by the other party with a nod. He turned his head nervously and searched for Jiang Xiaoqi with his eyes, only to find a tall figure blurred by frosted glass.

This is a laboratory, and family members are not allowed to enter in principle, so he had to wait outside the door.

Today is Valentine's Day, Zhou Wei doesn't know why Jiang Xiaoqi must choose this day to bring him to review and adjust the hearing aid, he doesn't like any environment that reminds him of that illness, especially the hospital and other places.

The point is that in less than two hours, China's Valentine's Day will expire, and they can only stay and have a romantic time in the time zone of foreigners.

The most important point is that he hasn't received the Valentine's Day gift from the other party yet!

"...Today is February 2021, 2...Welcome to "News Network". The main content of today's program is:... Civil affairs departments in many places have delayed their work to handle 'Valentine's Day' marriage registration for newcomers..."

As soon as Zhou Wei slipped away, the test had already begun. He was inexplicably upset when he heard the news about the wedding on Valentine's Day. He couldn't tell whether it was envy or jealousy, so he pressed the red button casually.

The sound quality of the adjusted hearing aid is not better or worse than before, and the change in clarity is negligible. Only some difference can be heard in the tone, which is slightly lower than the previous reference tone.

Zhou Wei was thinking, do these foreigners think that Jiang Xiaoqi is a fool with a lot of money, and adjusting a few parameters casually is considered a major improvement, so that he can be tricked into paying a large amount of money, it is too bad!

The next section is the background sound collected in the public area, including car engines, birds chirping and the noisy voice of the crowd. Because the tone is lowered, it seems to be less noisy. Zhou Wei pressed the green button casually.

The third section is a piece of music, "AsLongAsYouLoveMe" by Backstreet Boys, the accent rhythm is the most clearly heard in Zhou Wei, and the rest of the melody and lyrics are vague.

In fact, since he lost his hearing, he lost the ability to appreciate music at the same time. The second-hand sound quality generated by the original sound after being processed by hearing aids is no less destructive than a beginner violin or saxophone.

Just for this test material, Zhou Wei directly became popular.

The music of the rusty steel ball brushing the bottom of the pot stopped abruptly when the button was dropped, and then...

"Xiao Wei, Happy Valentine's Day, I love you! ILoveYou—"

Zhou Wei's back suddenly stiffened, as if someone had been immobilized, staring blankly at the red screen of the tester in front of him, a familiar silhouette was vaguely reflected in it.

His eyes were wide open and round, followed by a thin layer of mist, with unbelievable hesitation and surprise, as if ripples spread out on the surface of the lake disturbed by the warm wind.

Footsteps sounded behind him, Zhou Wei stood up resolutely, and the chair bounced back. At the same time, he staggered and pressed his hand on the green button of the tester, and the green on the screen quickly spread overwhelmingly.

Zhou Wei turned around and saw Jiang Xiaoqi standing in front of him holding a large bouquet of red roses, and other people in the laboratory applauded for them with smiles on their faces.

Zhou Wei threw herself into Jiang Xiaoqi's arms and hugged his neck: "...You, say it again, I just didn't hear you clearly..." His voice was trembling, and he couldn't wait for a confirmation.

Jiang Xiaoqi gave a low laugh, like the trembling strings of a cello, he wrapped his arms around him holding a rose: "I didn't hear clearly, you still keep pressing green? Idiot, I said I love you, Xiao Wei, I will always love you!"

He thought foreigners didn't understand Chinese, so he came to a Valentine's Day broadcast in response to the occasion. It is estimated that a sentence a year can be reissued until Zhou Wei's infancy.

Zhou Wei choked up and didn't bite, the corners of his lips curled up, but tears flowed down: "Brother, I heard... I heard your voice, it's exactly the same as before... It's your voice! I heard..."

He didn't know whether he was crying or laughing, or if he was comforted by the last grievance, and he didn't feel relieved anymore.

"Today, you have to chat with me for [-] words—"

Jiang Xiaoqi sincerely thanked the researchers in the laboratory and shook hands to say goodbye.

Zhou Wei held the rose to cover his face all the time, and the tears still hung in the corners of his eyes, and he didn't cry so embarrassingly when he was dying.

Jiang Xiaoqi smiled and took his hand out of the JHU research center: "Are you showing affection? Many people look at us—"

"I can't see me, I'm covering my face." Zhou Wei said in a nasal voice, "How did you do it?! It's like a voice changer."

"Before they took a sample of my sound spectrum, and then adjusted your hearing aids based on that. Simply put, the device is not as smart as the human ear, and it can only simulate sounds in a certain range of sound spectrum more realistically for the time being. , there will be more distortion outside the range. I am near the water, let them reset based on my sound spectrum, so you may find that Xiaoliu meows out strange sounds, such as 'woof'."

Zhou Wei smiled through tears: "Do you really think my brain is broken? The hearing aid can also call up the cross-species language translation function, so it's better to let Xiao Liu speak human language directly!" "By the way, what sound spectrum did they use last time?" The benchmark, shouldn't it be Siri?"

"Hahahaha——" Two big boys with black hair and black eyes laughed happily on the streets of foreign countries, brightening the gloomy winter in Baltimore.

Zhou Wei was obviously more talkative than before, he had questions and answers with Jiang Xiaoqi all the way, and even asked him to read the English version of the encyclopedia to himself when he returned to the hotel.

"Are you hungry? What do you want for Valentine's Day dinner?" Jiang Xiaoqi asked.

Zhou Wei gave him the rose: "Here, I'll treat you!"

He took him to St. Paul Street at the east gate of the university, and took out the pencil drawing paper in his backpack to draw Q-version sketches for college couples passing by for ten dollars a piece.

Jiang Xiaoqi crouched next to him with a rose in his arms: "Did the price increase? The picture I drew is still five dollars."

"It's different, it's two people this time...don't talk, you can sell flowers if you have nothing to do, maybe we can afford a steak dinner." The characteristics were captured so accurately that there was a waiting list within a short while.

He wasn't greedy either, he quit work when he earned seventy or eighty dollars, and dragged Jiang Xiaoqi to McDonald's across the street.

"Don't you want to have a steak dinner?" Jiang Xiaoqi obviously has no interest in helping him calculate the price of the set meal.

Zhou Wei broke her fingers by herself: "You haven't sold any of your flowers, where did you get the money to eat steak... Tsk tsk, anyway, she used to be a diligent and thrifty little good wife who kept her family, and she is becoming more and more pampered... Be good , When my husband becomes a great painter, I will arrange three meals a day for you, Kobe, sirloin, and Wellington are unlimited, and the side dishes only need carrots and broccoli, and they must be topped with stalks!"

"Foreigners are too picky. Only children's meals are given as gifts..."

Jiang Xiaoqi handed over a bill from behind: "Add a children's meal!"

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The group of people who helped put some strange things into Jiang Xiaoqi's new large SUV, today is the current boss bringing the former boss back to her mother's house, oh no, on the day of returning to Peony Court, gifts are naturally indispensable.

However, just looking at the complexity of these gifts, you might think that there is a big family from three-year-old children to centenarians who live in the same house for four generations. Nephew...all needs and preferences.

Jiang Xiaoqi stuffed a massage rabbit next to the building block box on the rear seat, glanced at the "5-12 years old" marked on the corner of the box, and his mouth twitched.

Every time Zhou Wei went to see Wei’s mother, she looked like a rustic young man who had been working in the city for a long time and hadn’t come home for a long time. It was so easy to go back to his hometown for the New Year. To make up for Wei Lerong's regret of being isolated from the world for more than 20 years.

Jiang Xiaoqi's original R8, which can only accommodate two people, has no chance to attend this kind of occasion because of its limited loading capacity.

Zhou Wei climbed into the co-pilot and fastened his seat belt, and began to pat his sleeping hair in the mirror. There was a wrinkle in the bed sheet under his eyelids, which made people feel unnatural when he woke up.

Both of them are very busy recently. Jiang Xiaoqi has to support Jiang Sheng's new helm, beat and integrate the original team, and lead the team to draw up the design plan of the Weekend Area commercial housing project and the adjacent wetland park; Leading the entire art team of "Reincarnation" designed the specific character pictures and main scene pictures of the film according to the copywriting. The image of the protagonist alone had to draw several versions for Pei Qin and Huang Zhizi to choose from.

Last night, the two of them were separated by a workbench until one o'clock in the morning before reluctantly urging each other to get into bed. After that, they couldn't help but busy themselves with private affairs without barriers. It was past two o'clock when they really closed their eyes.

However, within an hour of falling asleep, Zhou Wei was suddenly awakened by a dream of inspiration, thinking of a puppet image he likes, he had to get up and draw a line draft.

Jiang Xiaoqi understood how rare and precious this kind of sudden shining point in creation is, and it must be grasped immediately so as not to disappear like a dream, so he got up with him and detailed his previous work again.

They spent the night fighting like a battle, but luckily the next day was the weekend, and they slept from sunrise to sunset.

Jiang Zhen had a hunch that usually he didn't prepare a hearty breakfast, so he only fed them some whole wheat toast and vegetable and fruit salad, and sent them away to eat and drink with his in-laws.

Jiang Xiaoqi was driving on the road, seeing Zhou Wei's smelly beauty and couldn't help laughing: "I thought you'd become slovenly after you became obsessed with art. I'm very pleased to have brought back your male peacock instinct."

"What!" Zhou Wei used local materials to draw a little arc around the ends of her hair with her nimble and slender fingertips, turned her head to look at herself, and then scratched it dissatisfiedly, "My mother saw that I was doing well, don't you feel embarrassed?" Is there light on it? Hey, did I wash my face just now, I can’t remember..."

Mr. Jiang has no temper at all with his great selfless daughter-in-law who wins glory for the public, so he smeared a moisturizing wet towel on his face: "Not only is there light, but there is also eye gum. Let's just wipe it over there and then wash it."

Zhou Wei gave up the treatment and buckled up the mirror and collapsed back to the seat: "It's a pity that Jiehui's pimple soup can't be brought over, and the popped cake last time was also a bit deformed... She likes the somatosensory game very much, and Aunt Wu said to cut it with her." My arms were sore after cutting the watermelon, hahaha, I seem to have learned a square dance."

"I see that you also got a set of VR equipment this time? If you mother and son switch positions... Huh, fortunately we don't have any children in our family to spoil you."

Zhou Wei gritted his teeth: "Whoever dares to steal my child and lock him up, I will fight him hard!"

Jiang Xiaoqi took a short but deep look at Zhou Wei: "I have talked with Team Jiang and Dr. Duan about Mama Wei's situation. She has indeed lived in the shadow of the trees these years and lost her freedom and lost many things, but those we are most worried about Bad things didn't happen."

Zhou Wei turned his gaze in doubt, and Jiang Xiaoqi gave him a positive glance.

"Lin Mu has always been a qualified partner according to the standards he set himself, and the standards he set for himself are not low. If they are in love, he may be the ideal husband in the minds of many women. Mother Wei Except for the fact that her hands are not abused, Lin Mu has taken care of her life for so many years like precious porcelain. She has taken care of her meals and daily life by herself, and spends her time outside of work with her. Zhou Lei also said that Wei's mother is very concerned about the problems that have appeared in these years. New things are no strangers, which shows that Lin Mu has been letting her know the outside world through the media."

"I'm not saying this to you to reduce your hatred for Lin Shu. No matter how well he does, he is imposing it on others, just like preparing a rich meat feast for a vegetarian and forcing him to eat it. That is not the same as forcing him to eat. There is no essential difference between /violence, they are all serious injuries against the will. I just want you to calm down a little bit the pain you feel, and not to be hurt again by those terrible associations."

Jiang Xiaoqi held the steering wheel with one hand, holding Zhou Wei's hand with his free right hand: "Doctor Duan said that the recovery of Wei's mother's hand is so smooth, and there is also the reason why Lin Mu's men are merciful. In addition, Lin Mu has no factual violation of her, he is a supernatural Handicapped, the police found his medical records, which was confirmed in the forensics."

Zhou Wei was stunned by this unexpected situation, and froze on the spot with his mouth half-opened: "Obstacle... Obstacle?"

"Yes, psychogenicity, maybe it's his old problem, maybe Lin Mu couldn't do that kind of thing to Wei's mother because of her inferiority and guilt. In 23 years, they were just the relationship between prisoners and prison guards, or between patients and prison guards. Nursing relationship, nothing more."

"You want her to come out slowly and stand in the sun, so you can't always have nightmares in the shadows. Xiaowei, everything is over—"

Zhou Wei looked a little dazed, took Jiang Xiaoqi's hand and put it back on the steering wheel: "Oh, I know, drive well."

There was no lightness on his face, but his relaxed shoulders fell, as if an invisible burden had been lifted.

The entire yard of Peony Court has been renovated, it is early spring, the newly laid lawn is green and lush, Zhou Lei is leading people around the sun room to plant roses, and the assistant wearing gloves to help him deliver flowers is none other than Zhan Xiang .

Jiang Xiaoqi took out the lazy tenth-level vehicle from the trunk—the electric balance car, and Zhou Wei stepped on it and ran towards his dear brothers with open arms: "I'm coming!"

Jiang Xiaoqi carefully took Zhou Wei's new painting out of the back seat and handed it to the servant. The painting showed a young woman wearing a silk scarf, leading a group of five or six-year-old children to play eagles and chickens.

The child with a fleshy face hid behind the young woman and smiled nervously and excitedly. The child at the front held the young woman's skirt tightly with both hands. If he looked carefully for a while, he felt that every face seemed familiar.

The young woman opened her arms to protect the children behind her. Her skirt was blown up by the wind like a budding magnolia flower, as if their cheerful laughter could be heard through the ink and drawing paper.

He remembered the painting he brought last time. Zhou Wei painted a mother with a baby in her arms. It was a classical oil painting with a renaissance style, revealing the tranquility and peace of an angel descending.

Zhou Wei seems to be using this method to complement those happy times that should have existed but were killed by the devil. The woman in the painting will gradually mature and age peacefully, and the children in the painting will gradually grow up and become happy adults.

Those were the years that Wei Lerong, Zhou Wei, Zhou Hui, and even Jiang Xiaoqi and Pei Qin missed. He could imagine it fully enough.

"Hey! Brother——"

Suddenly, an enthusiastic alpaca jumped out from the side, ready to salivate to welcome the guests.

Zhou Wei was unprepared, the balance car under his feet was startled on the gravel road, turned a nervous arc and rolled onto the curb, and the next second, he fell into the lawn with his whole body sprawled.

The alpaca probably didn't expect the guest to be so quick, and walked away without any challenge.

Zhan Xiang and Jiang Xiaoqi almost arrived from two different directions at the same time, pulling Zhou Wei up.

Zhou Wei flicked her hair, and a few pieces of grass fell down: "...Who designed it, this thing shouldn't only have two wheels, it's not as stable as a mud horse."

"The ones with four wheels are roller skates," Zhan Xiang confirmed that his brother didn't fall stupid, and felt relieved.Zhou Lei stood behind him with a flower shovel and smiled, somehow feeling that Zhan Xiang's words contained a bit of his own sarcasm, which suited his appetite.

Jiang Xiaoqi hurriedly gave the balance bike to Zhan Xiang to play with, and walked Zhouwei by himself.

Zhan Xiang tremblingly stood on the balance car, spread his hands and fluttered his wings like a young swallow being kicked out of a bird's nest for the first time, and Zhou Lei was waiting for a joke next to him.

Then it only took him half a minute to step on it and gallop, whizzing past Zhou Wei, followed by a sudden brake, hovered, and then took an S-turn to lead the way, hate Not every radian can be drawn uniformly with a compass.

Zhou Wei couldn't get angry, and raised his foot behind his back to gesticulate twice, dear, he didn't want to really kick him, and turned to provoke Zhou Lei: "Planting flowers in the cold weather? It seems that this year will harvest a lot of dead branches and leaves! "

"There is underfloor heating under the sunshine room. These roses are planted together with the roots and mud, and there is no problem in surviving. Planting them now will bloom in about a month. When it rains, Aunt Wei celebrates her birthday, so you should be able to eat fresh ones." Rose cake."

It was rare for Zhou Lei to explain so many words calmly, but Zhou Wei felt a little uncomfortable listening to it, and dug his ears in embarrassment, suspecting that the earphones might have an additional semantic transformation function after debugging, which can make "get out" Translated into "please walk slowly" or something.

His temper became more domineering when he became a domineering president, but he was much gentler than before. Zhou Wei felt that he might be a bitch again, so he felt a little distressed.

The noon sun was just right, and Wu Yunshu accompanied Wei Lerong to raise small animals.Zhou Lei got two alpacas from nowhere, and there was a flock of wild ducks in the pond behind the house.

"The production team raised a group~~~" Zhou Wei teased the ducklings with a bamboo pole, and the mother duck was so angry that she yelled at him, and rushed ashore in muddy water to compete with him.

"I'm going to roast this one at noon today!" Zhou Wei hid behind Jiang Xiaoqi and spoke harshly, like a bullying yamen.

It's a pity that Mother Duck doesn't have a headset with cross-language translation function, so she ran a marathon around the lake after Zhou Wei fearlessly, "Gah——"

The dispute was finally resolved peacefully by Zhou Wei stealing the two duck eggs, and the mother duck, who didn't know how to count, graciously swam back to the pond to coax her children.

Zhou Lei greeted everyone to prepare for dinner, and specially sent someone upstairs to call Zhou Hui who was clearly there but didn't show up all morning.

In the fine weather of spring without wind, the blue sky is full of clouds and clouds, and a row of barbecue grills are set up in front of the side door of the sun room. Everything is available.

In order to create a relaxed family gathering atmosphere, Zhou Lei did not let the servants serve with him. He and Jiang Xiaoqi, two domineering presidents, became the most expensive barbecue workers in history and were responsible for grilling skewers for everyone.

Zhou Wei went to Jiang Xiaoqi's side to prepare a small stove, he was already hungry, but it took time and process from birth to maturity.

Jiang Xiaoqi grilled some Hefengming Taizi oysters for him: "A gas station for men, a beauty salon for women, specially tailored for beauty-loving men who forget to wash their faces...Be careful of burning."

"Then don't eat it," Zhou Wei squeezed the oyster shell and blew, "You are fierce and beautiful, if you work harder, you may lose your spouse. I am not willing to leave you to others."

Jiang Xiaoqi: "..."

Zhan Xiang's positioning of himself is a small reminder. Ever since Zhou Lei was half-coaxed and half-deceived to bring him to this huge garden mansion located in the outer space of his imagination, he has been constantly nervous. .

Originally, he was a guest of the Patriarch of the Zhou family, and also Zhou Hui's younger brother, but when the servants respectfully called him Mr. and Young Master, he would blush for a long time and feel uncomfortable.

Zhan Xiang poured everyone suitable drinks, rubbed his palms on the seams of his trousers, saw Zhou Lei wearing an apron next to him, his face flushed red, and finally the sense of steady tension surfaced again, similar to the kind of good hands but good feet. Relying on getting something for nothing, the old waste young.

"I, that... I'll bake for a while, you go and eat."

Zhou Lei turned to one side, pushed Zhan Xiang away from the floating smoke, and turned his back to him: "The belt is loose, please fasten it."

"Oh," Zhan Xiang obediently pulled the tie of the apron and tied a neat bow behind Zhou Lei's waist. Then he realized that he intended to replace him, and stretched out his hand to untie it. "I want to bake for a while. Fun."

Zhou Wei held a bunch of grilled mushrooms in his mouth and watched the two younger brothers tugging, his apricot eyes suddenly narrowed into a line in the sun, and the pupils almost stood up.

He felt his left and right eyelids bouncing up and down a few times at the same time, and he froze on the spot as a crooked beam, me, me, me...wouldn't it bend them both? !

Zhou Wei, who was fearless and fearless, gave this idea to Lei Meng, clutching his heart and making quick calculations.

Anyway, the Zhou family still has Zhou Hui, no matter what kind of bastard he lays out, it is still the Zhou family's seed, I believe that for the sake of Peony City, the grandson will be able to keep plowing the bed and hug the two for three years; as for the Chen family, forget it, anyway There is no need to inherit.

It took less than a minute for Zhou Wei to go through the whole mental process of shock, worry, relief, and acceptance. The two ate up the delicious mushrooms on the skewers, and then picked up a bunch of garlic roasted wings.

He waved his hands at Zhanxiang: "Xiaoxiang, come here, I will let you play at Brother Jiang's booth."

Zhou Lei: "..." Is this my brother?

Jiang Xiaoqi and Zhou Wei are ruthless in the same strain. When they were laid off, they swept away all the cooked skewers on the grill and brought them to the side to feed their own daughter-in-law, and threw two skewers of beef eye meat on it: "Medium rare, don't grill it." Too old."

Zhan Xiang: "???"

Zhou Lei picked up the pepper bottle, grinded the beef, and then brushed two layers of millet pepper.

Zhan Xiang: "!!!"

bang!A thunderbolt from the clear sky exploded, and a litter of puppies snoozing on the lawn bounced up together, screaming out a disorganized sextet of dogs, and the cat slithered away with the dried fish pulled out of the snack bag Into the bare rosebush.

Everyone's eyes were drawn by the sound source. A corridor window on the second floor of the villa above the sun room was open, and the nearby lawn below was scattered with wooden shavings, and a piece of torn and stiff fabric scraped against the budding magnolia. On the branch, a corner was lifted gently with the breeze as if dying, and a baby's face happened to be drawn on that corner of the fabric.

The anti-riot glass of the sun room remained motionless, reflecting cold light in the sunlight, as if silently complaining about the high-altitude parabolic behavior just now.

Zhou Wei naturally recognized at a glance that it was the oil painting he brought over last time. The young mother was holding the baby in her arms, and the carved oak wood frame was also mounted by himself.

At this moment, Zhou Hui strode out of the villa, stepped down the steps hurriedly, and at the same time threw the leather jacket in his hand on his body, without even looking this way.

Two maids chased them out from the building, and among them was the one sent by Zhou Lei to fetch Zhou Hui for dinner. The two of them flinched and hesitated whether to stop the long-legged garbage first or clean up the garbage downstairs first.

Wei Lerong stood in the wind wearing a shawl, his figure was still very thin, his lips trembled twice when he saw this scene and he didn't call out to Zhou Hui, a mixture of guilt and sadness appeared in his eyes.

Wu Yunshu stood beside her, holding her hand as if comforting.

Zhou Wei got angry, threw the chicken wings into the charcoal fire, rolled up his sleeves, and was about to catch up and teach others a lesson.

What's rare is that Jiang Xiaoqi didn't stop him this time, and didn't even follow him, and completely let him go to solve the problem independently, as if he was very confident that no one would dare to move Zhou Wei's finger in front of him.

The blue-capped parrot released under the eaves shouted: "Little future! Little future!" "Goodbye, silly beep, goodbye--"

Zhou Lei took off his apron and ran a few steps forward to stop Zhou Wei: "I'll tell him." His eyes were full of conviction and persuasion.

Immediately, Zhou Lei chased Zhou Hui in the parking area, a little far away, and couldn't hear what they said clearly, but could only see Zhou Lei constantly trying to persuade Zhou Hui, instead of hitting him, he was a little more than before. patience.

Zhou Hui wanted to avoid Zhou Lei all the way like the plague, and pushed him a few times indistinctly, but obviously he didn't have the courage to punch the head of the family, so he finally stuffed himself into the sports car and drove out.

Zhou Lei came back with a helpless smile on his face: "It's okay, he's going out to play with his classmates, and I'll ask someone to keep an eye on him."

Zhou Wei spit out the blade of grass biting into her mouth, and said angrily, "You're quite patient!"

"You were patient with me before," Zhou Lei reapplied honey on a bunch of chicken wings and handed it to Zhou Wei, "I owe him, and he can't make any big troubles, just spend some money to play around."

Zhou Wei understood what the phrase "I owe him" meant. To be precise, Ji Qing owed Zhou Hui, and she turned his whole life upside down.

Once Zhou Wei lay in the clouds and struggled painfully, but for Zhou Hui, even if he got rid of the mud, he still still has troubles in the clouds.

From this level, the world seems to be fair, no matter where the starting point is, happiness must be won by oneself.

Jiang Xiaoqi put on Xiao Liu'er the upright costume of the cat who came from a certain treasure to buy colorful clothes to entertain his relatives. Feng wore a peony imperial concubine robe, and matched it with a cold royal sister's face that inexplicably fit her temperament.

The sixth father-in-law of the women's clothing tycoon came lightly with steps that his six relatives did not recognize, and stood in the crowd and looked down on all beings.

Hahahaha, Zhanxiang was the first to squat down laughing while clutching his stomach, followed by everyone laughing.

Zhou Wei bumped Jiang Xiaoqi with the toe of his shoe, leaned over and asked him, "Is Ji Qing about to be sentenced?"

"Well," Jiang Xiaoqi bit a piece of beef, with a strange expression on his face, he quietly covered his lips and sighed, "Ten years, if Xiao Zhou always looks for a surrogate, maybe she can still look after her grandson after she comes out, of course, the premise is that Xiao Zhou Xiang has no objection."

Zhou Weixin said, it turns out that you have seen it a long time ago, but you didn't tell me. "Hmph, what are you implying? Do you want to be a surrogate for Jiang You?"

"You, what a good name."

"Not bad! I object!" Zhou Wei faced Jiang Xiaoqi solemnly, as if discussing the future development of the Milky Way with him, "I mean, I object to this name, but I don't object to you creating a child in the air, anyway. Keep it up, half of your genes are not far behind..."

Jiang Xiaoqi looked at him and muttered jealously, couldn't help laughing: "You pick up cats, dogs, and hedgehogs every day, what kind of children do I need, maybe you will pick one up for me one day. My The half of the gene carrier will be handed over to you, and will not be used for other purposes."

Zhou Wei kicked the small piece of dirt that was bald by him, and squinted at Jiang Xiaoqi: "What kind of yellow accent is it? I don't understand it, I don't understand it at all!"

His eyes wandered to the meat skewer in the opponent's hand: "You don't want to eat beef?"

Jiang Xiaoqi handed it to him: "Oh, brother-in-law's roast is so good, I don't want to leave it for you to taste after eating—"

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