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Although Song Zhenglin's original intention was to establish a sense of defense for his daughter, the serious look on the child's face is really interesting.

He didn't think that Song Mingyue understood what he said, but felt that his seriousness just now was a bit too much, and he still had to teach this kind of thing slowly.So Song Zhenglin burst out laughing, stretched out his hands to pinch Song Mingyue's face and said, "You idiot. We are little moon."

One big and one small, two pairs of extremely similar eyes looked at each other.One was smiling with doting on his face, while the other was pinched and looked dazed.

Ms. Zheng pursed her lips and couldn't help laughing at them.

When Song Zhenglin married his childhood sweetheart, Ms. Zheng, they were both in their early twenties.Immediately after, she became pregnant with Song Mingyue, and Ms. Zheng delayed her graduation.

As a result, the result of having a child at a young age is that neither of them can take care of the child after the birth, and the elderly on both sides are old and their health is not particularly good and cannot help.

So they learn all parenting knowledge by groping.

Moreover, Song Zhenglin had just graduated from the police academy at that time, so he was short of money and often had to work night shifts.Ms. Zheng was the only one with the baby at home, and those days were like wildfires.

To tell the truth, Song Mingyue thought that there would be no better child in the world than her. They would sleep quietly if they didn't make noise at night, and cry when they needed to go to the toilet.Was there a more caring baby than her?

but!What's the matter with them feeding her as soon as she cries and wants to go to the bathroom?It can still be a misunderstanding once, but it's like this every time... Song Mingyue urinates in the diaper every time.

In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore and kicked the silly dad's face who was smirking when he saw her.

Well, she admitted that she was a little passive resistance during that time, she didn't want to talk to people, and she didn't want to find out what these people were whispering.

As a result, she fell asleep and woke up for many days to find that Ms. Zheng was crying while holding her, and Song Zhenglin often sat aside and watched her in silence for a long time.

Those days were bad.

But it was their meticulous and tolerant love for her that made her gradually adapt to this new identity, and finally accepted them thoroughly.

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Uncle Park bid farewell to them and returned to Daegu the next day, and he seemed a little disheartened when he spoke.Song Mingyue didn't know how Song Zhenglin handled Cheng Lu's incident, but later Cheng Lu came to thank him with fruit.

In fact, for Song Zhenglin, Song Mingyue had always called him a silly dad in his heart.Although it has the most beautiful face she has ever seen in her life so far, and a pair of gentle eyes.

But it seems that the Song Zhenglin seen by other people is completely different from what she saw. His subordinates and friends all trust him, even blindly.

There's a lot she doesn't understand.

For example, the superiors and subordinates in South Korea are actually quite strict, but Song Zhenglin and Police Supervisor Liu are not like ordinary superiors and subordinates.The last time Superintendent Liu drove Song Zhenglin home, normally speaking, there would be no such thing as a superior sending a subordinate home.

Song Mingyue sat at Song Zhenglin's desk, looking here and there with her eyes.This is her first time at the police station. Ms. Zheng's company is working overtime, and it happens that Song Zhenglin is also on duty today.So Song Mingyue was taken to the police station by Song Zhenglin after school.

The police station was very quiet at night, only Song Zhenglin's office on the third floor was lit and there were people there.The rest of the people on duty were in the duty room on the first floor. Song Mingyue had already reluctantly accepted a large-scale face-to-face meeting with crowds watching.

Song Zhenglin walked in with a bowl of instant noodles in one hand and a pair of chopsticks in his mouth.

"Eat quickly, we'll go patrol the streets after eating." He put a small bowl of instant noodles on Song Mingyue's table, and there was a fork with a pink ceramic handle in the instant noodle bowl.

This fork was chosen by Song Mingyue.That day, I went to the supermarket with Ms. Zheng, and then said that I wanted to buy a set of tableware for Song Zhenglin in the office. Song Mingyue immediately picked out a pink set with a red heart pattern.Since Song Mingyue insisted not to let go, Ms. Zheng compromised and bought it back.

Didn't expect Song Zhenglin to actually bring it to the office?Song Mingyue looked at the cute fork, and then at Song Zhenglin's unpretentious wooden chopsticks. Obviously, the chopsticks of the tableware also had a pink circle.

Song Zhenglin put a few slices of sausage into Song Mingyue's bowl, saw Song Mingyue's glances and said, "Your mother said this is your favorite fork. I prepared it for you in the office. It's still new. .”

"Father, I bought this for you, not for my use." Song Mingyue squinted at Song Zhenglin, hey... If you don't want to use it, you don't want to use it, and you said it so grandly.

The next patrol was not as interesting as Song Mingyue imagined, it was just driving the police through a fixed route to patrol the streets, which was very boring.Got lucky today after patrolling?I didn't see anyone drinking and making trouble, and I didn't receive a report call.

In the end, Song Mingyue fell asleep in the car unknowingly, feeling dazedly wrapped in a somewhat hard-textured dress and then being hugged.

Song Mingyue didn't even lift her eyelids, but instead rubbed against the man's neck, and continued to sleep with her head buried in peace of mind.

Until she was patted on the back and the clothes she was holding were lifted off.When the cold wind blew and the lights shone, Song Mingyue woke up immediately. A certain nerve told her that something was wrong, so she opened her eyes.

Only then did she realize that this was already the road in front of her house, and what shone on her face were the high beams of a car approaching straight.Song Mingyue's eyes were sore that she couldn't open them, and she could only vaguely see a car parked by the side of the road.Then it appeared that someone got out of the car and came towards them.

Song Zhenglin changed his standing posture, put Song Mingyue down, put her clothes back on, and asked her to stand behind him.His hands pressed down on the waist, where he held his gun, and then released.

The sound of "da da da" leather shoes stepping on the road is especially clear at night.

"Hello, Song Zhenglin." A man with a crew cut and a neat suit said.Two big men followed behind him, and stopped two meters away from them.

The cigarette held between the fingers of the crew-haired man glowed with scarlet spots.

"It's really not easy to meet you. So I didn't invite me to wait at your door, I hope it didn't..." The flat-haired man took a few steps closer and tilted his head to look at Song Mingyue, "Scared your daughter."

The police uniform jacket on Song Mingyue's body was dragged to the ground because it was too long. Song Mingyue held the jacket tightly with one hand while looking around.

These people seem to be bad comers.

There are many people living in the community, and someone should call the police if they shout.Will someone come out to help? She is obviously a burden at this time, what should I do?For a moment, Song Mingyue thought of the many underworld movies she had seen. Her father was obviously the policeman who offended the underworld.Tears are about to fall at the thought of this.

"Li Youxi." After seeing the face of the flat-headed man, Song Zhenglin's expression became somewhat clear.

Li Youxi smiled, and the big man on his left handed Song Zhenglin a cigarette respectfully.

Song Zhenglin glanced at it and said, "I don't smoke."

This is very embarrassing, the big man on the right stretched out his hand, pointed at Song Zhenglin and just said you.

A crisp "pop" sound.

"Ah!" With a wail, the big man half-knelt down in an instant.

Song Mingyue's eyes only saw that Song Zhenglin broke the big man's middle finger with a direct grabbing movement, and put his foot on the man's knee.The big man folded his arms and knelt down.

Li Youxi's complexion changed slightly, but he reached out to stop another big man from moving.

"I don't like people pointing fingers at me." Song Zhenglin said.

Then he said something in a low voice, but Song Mingyue didn't hear it.But Li Youxi's expression changed suddenly.

"Song Jingwei, I came today to discuss cooperation with you. But it seems that the time is not right." Li Youxi said with a gloomy face. "I will formally apologize to Guard Song in another day..."

Li Youxi knew at a glance that the situation had changed today. He didn't expect to hear this name from Song Zhenglin's mouth, nor did he expect that Song Zhenglin would destroy one of them immediately after coming up.

A black Audi swished by. Li Youxi sat in the car and nodded slightly, then rolled up the window.Finally the black car disappeared into the darkness.

Song Mingyue blinked at Song Zhenglin, is this over?

Song Zhenglin picked up Mingyue, pressed Mingyue's head on the crook of her neck, and said, "It's all right, let's go home and sleep."

"Are you scared? Our little moon, don't be afraid. Dad is a policeman who specializes in catching bad guys. He can drive away any bad guys." Song Zhenglin patted Song Mingyue on the back and coaxed.

"Dad, I want to learn that just now."

"What did you say?"

"Very handsome, I want to learn." Song Mingyue blinked and said in a childish voice.

three days later.

Song Mingyue looked at the human-shaped sandbag in front of her that was three times as tall as her.

And her toy room, which was normal in the morning, has changed a lot now, with cushions on the floor and cushions on the walls.Inside the room are sandbags, boxing gloves, barbells... and Song Zhenglin.

"Come on, let me teach you how to make a fist first." Song Zhenglin squeezed Song Mingyue's tiny fingers and began to demonstrate, "This is the eye of the fist. When you punch, you have to rotate it, like this"

Song Zhenglin punched and then withdrew: "When punching, it is not the fist that drives the body, but the waist exerts force to drive the fist."

If you know that a three-year-old is standing here... tell me, can she understand?Fortunately I'm not, Song Mingyue smiled so much that she showed her small white teeth.

"And then, I only learn one thing today, which is the straight punch. Dad told you, the straight punch is here." Song Zhenglin pointed to his nose. "The nose is a vulnerable place."

"I won't run in the afternoon, I will practice self-defense in the afternoon." Song Zhenglin said.

"Inside!" Song Mingyue's eyes lit up. In her opinion, self-defense is much more interesting than jogging.

In fact, the equipment in this room has not been used for more than a month.The father and daughter tacitly didn't mention anything, and went for a jog, holding hands with little ones.

The three-year-old Xiaodouding's body is really limp, and she can't move even when she hits a sandbag, and she can still stagger and fall backward.

Ms. Zheng sneered with a look that I had seen through everything, and asked Song Zhenglin to practice the eight-pack abs of the year so that he could spend the Korean won.

As for Song Mingyue, she contacted Song Mingyue with a piano class.

But Song Mingyue didn't know anything yet.

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emm, change the details, change from breaking the index finger to breaking the middle finger.

Simple writing.Song Zhenglin's setting is a graduate of the Korean Police University.According to my Baidu information, the Korean Police University only recruits 160 people each year, so they are all elites.I saw someone answering that a high status in the country is equivalent to the Big Four?But Song Mingyue didn't know, she thought Song Zhenglin was just an ordinary film policeman...

That's why Song Zhenglin was able to become a security guard in Seoul in his early twenties.

Then I asked a special police friend that the pain of breaking the middle finger can make people lose the combat effectiveness of this hand, because the hand cannot be separated from the middle finger to exert force.In a boxing match, if the middle finger of a boxer is broken, it is basically over.The method is to grab, and our special police here seize the opportunity to take action, which can cause this effect.

So Song Zhenglin's skill is within the normal range of elite police.

Thank you Lei from "Forever Thin Big Sweet", (づ￣3￣)づ