Komnenos was unhappy but sent the duck away anyway.
It's just that Wei Wenqing was a little unlucky, and he left again before his butt was even hot.
And Xing Siyun stayed.
"I can't go back now anyway, otherwise my grandma will poke me in the head and scold me for being a good-for-nothing." Xing Siyun sighed. She didn't expect that she didn't catch anything on this trip, and she was shocked and suffered a lot.
"You have worked hard, and my second uncle will reward you."
"Really?" Xing Siyun couldn't believe it after hearing this.
"Um."
"I thought... I had offended you so much about my previous pregnancy." Xing Siyun smiled awkwardly.
"I'm offended." Xiaoya told the truth.
A little panic flashed across Xing Siyun's face: "Then, then..."
"Rewards are rewards, punishments are punishments. Treat them separately."
Xing Siyun looked at her, her slightly trembling body instantly regained her composure, and only murmured: "You seem to have grasped the true meaning of the Mafia."
The little duck didn't hear clearly and asked in confusion: "What did you say?"
Xing Siyun waved her hands repeatedly: "Nothing, just go ahead and have a nice trip."
She watched Xiaoya and his group leave, and she couldn't help but feel a little yearning and envy in her greedy background.
Why can't she live like a little duck when she grows up to such an age? Is it because of the quality of genes? Or...she didn't have a relative who taught her well when she was a child?
Xiaoya didn't know that she had caused Xing Siyun's melancholy and sadness, so she made a series of phone calls on the way to the airport.
He first called Wei Xuanming, but failed to get through, then called Mr. Zhang, followed closely by Sheng Yuxiao, Qin Sui, Zhou Xiaoshu, An Ying... In short, he told them that he was back.
After the plane landed, I was waiting to pick him up.
She liked the feeling of someone waiting for her.
"Grandpa!" She trotted forward and hugged Mr. Zhang.
"Hey, little duck, if you haven't been here these days, grandpa won't be able to eat well." Mr. Zhang said aggrievedly.
The little duck quickly took out the gift from his small schoolbag: "It's for grandpa."
Mr. Zhang's grievances disappeared instantly: "Why did you bring a souvenir? Is the schoolbag heavy? Ask your uncle Xunyuan to carry it for you."
Xiaoya shook his head, took out another gift from it, and handed it to Secretary Wu next to Mr. Zhang.
Wu Xunyuan was a little flattered, and then he also laughed from ear to ear: "Why do you still have mine?"
The little duck nodded and said, "Yes, yes, there is Uncle Xun Yuan."
After she finished speaking, she looked at Mr. Zhang: "But I told grandpa on the phone not to come to pick me up. Sheng Yuxiao will come to pick me up. Why is grandpa still here?"
Mr. Zhang coughed guiltily and whispered, "How could you not answer this?"
"But it will be tiring on the road."
Mr. Zhang opened his eyes wider: "Look, I am very energetic and energetic now! I am not tired at all!"
Wei Wenqing walked behind silently, keeping a certain distance and watching this scene from a distance.
The second brother had already mentioned it to him a long time ago, saying that it was not suitable for them to get close to Mr. Zhang, so as not to be a hindrance to Xiaoya.
At this time, Mr. Zhang finally noticed him: "Little duck, that's..."
Mr. Zhang is a bit presbyopic, but he can still clearly see Wei Wenqing's unique temperament.
"Uncle." The little duck said frankly.
Mr. Zhang's face was hot, and he always felt a little sorry for others. After all, Xiaoya's mother tried her best to save her and her child, but he died in misery...
"Then, let's go together."
"Yes!" The little duck responded and waved, "Uncle! Hurry up, don't get lost."
Wei Wenqing hesitated again and again, but still could not resist the temptation and followed.
But even so, he tried his best to reduce his presence, lowered his head, and did not even say hello to Mr. Zhang.
Mr. Zhang sighed. Although the two parties had never met formally, they bumped into each other today... He pulled Xiaoya's sleeve and asked in a low voice: "Why doesn't your uncle say anything? Is he unhappy? ?”
Mr. Zhang thought he would prepare some gifts.
What should I prepare?
At this time, the little duck's voice sounded: "No, little uncle can't speak."
"Can't speak?"
"Well, my uncle is mute."
Mr. Zhang paused and suddenly felt even more embarrassed: "Your grandpa has not been having a hard time... these years."
Before Xiaoya could say any comforting words, the phone rang.
It was Sheng Yuxiao calling.
"Where are you?" Sheng Yuxiao asked.
"I walked to the exit."
"Just in time..." Sheng Yuxiao paused and said, "Look up and look at port C3."
The little duck looked up and saw Sheng Yuxiao standing there in a windbreaker. It was already spring. The spring wind blew past his face, and his sharp eyebrows suddenly became much softer.
Mr. Zhang was still immersed in guilt and sigh, and he didn't notice that his granddaughter had pounced on Sheng Yuxiao.
Sheng Yuxiao raised his hand and touched the duckling's hair and said, "Fortunately, it's back exactly as it was."
The little duck pursed his lips and smiled: "I will tell grandpa later that I will go to your house."
This is a bit of a surprise.
Sheng Yuxiao raised her eyebrows and the corners of her mouth also quirked up: "Mr. Zhang, can you agree?"
"Yes! Grandpa will agree." Xiaoya said and took out his mobile phone.
"You're not calling Qin Sui, are you?" Sheng Yuxiao asked.
"No, give it to Secretary Wang."
"Give it to him? He went to Europe." Sheng Yuxiao twitched the corners of his lips, "Before leaving, he asked me to accompany him. Fortunately, I didn't agree."
The little duck was stunned: "Leaving? Then... do we still have to fulfill the promise?"
"What promise?" Sheng Yuxiao raised her ears alertly.
"Made a deal with Secretary Wang."
Sheng Yuxiao's bad premonition suddenly became stronger: "What deal?"
"He helped me, and then I went to stay with him for three days."
"No! Absolutely not!" Sheng Yuxiao's reaction was fierce.
"Why?" The little duck's eyes widened.
"He can't even take care of himself, how can he take care of you for three days?"
"It doesn't matter. I don't need others to support me. I can take care of myself."
"That's not the case... Do you know that he will die if he is raised?"
The little duck thought for a while: "Can it be the other way around?"
"in turn?"
"Well, I'll raise him!"
Sheng Yuxiao:?
A road never imagined!
*
When Secretary Wang received the call, people were already raising pythons in Australia.
"What? That little duck is back?" Secretary Wang was a little embarrassed.
It seems that the express delivery has finally been delivered to the company and I went home for the New Year.
"I'll be right back." Secretary Wang stood up.
After he left, the half-dead amethyst python stuck out its big head, saving the life of the python.
