House Dad’s Literary Life

Although the door of the study was closed, Yang Lan’s ear was still very sensitive. He really wanted to hear it, but he could still hear the dialogue inside, and he could hear the anger of the ink crane year and the sob of Murphy.

How did the ink crane year linger, he actually didn't care, but Murphy's cry made him very distressed.

So, he stood up and gently knocked on the door of the study.

Murphy opened the door. Although she had wiped away the tear marks on her face, she was afraid that Yang Lan would worry. However, Yang Lan still found traces from the glittering glitter in her eyes.

"A fool, how can you put all your problems on your own." Yang Lan held her face in her hand and whispered lovingly.

"Nothing." Murphy was so spoiled by Yang Lan, and her heart suddenly felt a lot. She couldn't help but smile.

"Cough!" A full cough of late tuberculosis, awakened the two, Yang Yan felt the murderous eyes next to him, he quickly put his hand stroking Murphy's face down.

"This, Murphy, you come out first, I also have something to say to my uncle." Yang Lan said.

"But..." Murphy got nervous.

"Nothing, believe me!" Yang said softly.

Yang Yan’s firm eyes made Murphy somewhat confident. She snorted and nodded gently.

Murphy went out, Yang Lan came in, and the door of the study closed again.

Murphy returned to the table, restlessly and three times, looking at the movement of the study.

I saw it, and she leaned over and said: "Ma Ma, how are you crying?"

"Nothing." Murphy licked her daughter's head. She didn't have much energy to think of a lie and grabbed her. She could only smile gently.

"Isn't the grandfather numb?" He whispered his mouth and said, "I don't like my grandfather."

Murphy quickly waved his hand and said: "This is not the case. Hey, you can't say that, he is your grandfather after all. Ma Ma is because the wind is too big, the eyes are in the sand, and it flows. Tears."

She also tried to smile and said: "You see, Ma Ma is not unhappy!"

"Ma Ma, then, then I will blow you for you, okay?" He shook his mother's hand and said softly.

"Amount, okay!" Murphy can only play a full set and bow down.

I whispered my little mouth and went to the eyes of my mother's open eyes. She blew her scent of fragrance. She didn't know, she really blows her eyes, but she has to open her eyes and blow it.

"Mom is good, thank you, you can go play."

曦曦 This is satisfying, hopping to the living room and playing with my friends.

"Da Bo is smashing you inside?" Mo Xiaojuan sipped the soup, and then he whispered.

"Not for me, mainly for Yang Lan." Murphy shook his head bitterly and said, "I said nothing is useless. His prejudice against Yang Lan is too great."

"There is no way, there is a backlog of anger for four or five years, and it must be thrown out." Mo Xiaojuan spread his hands.

"But I worry, even if he is mad, there is no way to forgive Yang Lan." Murphy looked at the study.

......

In the study, after Murphy went out, Mo Henian frowned and looked at Yang Lan's appearance. He was the first time to look at Yang Lan in this bright light.

To tell the truth, Yang Lan is not handsome, but it is not a slick face, looks good, his hair is also picking up his spirits, his eyes are determined by the gods, unlike some **** and thieves, his eyes are everywhere.

However, even if Yang Lan looks like Jin Chengwu, who has the identity of a son-in-law, how does it look like Mo Heinian?

"I am talking to you, there is nothing to talk about!" Mohe said with a sigh.

"Uncle, I came to admit the mistake." Yang Lan said with a low eyebrow.

"Any mistake? What do you think is wrong?" Mohe said yin and yang.

"Before let Murphy have a child, take a child, and eat so much bitterness, this is the first mistake, I should not ignore it." Yang Lan said.

The ink crane year did not answer, he frowned and looked at Yang Lan.

Yang Lan still said sincerely: "Later, I was with Murphy, I know that you are angry with me, but I did not take the initiative to apologize to the country and ask for your forgiveness. This is the second mistake."

In the year of the ink crane, he smiled and said with sarcasm: "Do you still know the mistake? You will apologize? The raw rice is cooked and cooked, the children are born, let me ask forgiveness?"

Oh, this resentment is coming to the sky!

Yang Lan went on to say: "The third mistake is that now I am married to Murphy, but I forgot to tell you, it is my negligence, not doing what I should do!"

"Uncle!" Yang Lan raised his head and said sincerely, "I have apologized to you for the mistakes I made before. I hope that I can get your forgiveness. In the future, I will wholeheartedly treat Murphy well, take care of her forever, absolutely not. Will disappoint you again!"

Although Yang Lan was well summarized, the ink crane year couldn’t help it. He said coldly: "Do you have to forgive you if you know the wrong? A apology of lightness, do you think you can get away with it? I tell you, Yang. Oh, I don't trust your ghosts at all!"

Yang Lan was silent for a while. He walked over and picked up the rolling pin on the table and handed it to the hand of the ink crane year. Then in the eyes of the ink crane, he untied his shirt, took it off, put it on On one side, the broad back is exposed, and then, back to the ink crane year, knees down.

It’s a shame to squat. Of course, in the past life, Yang Lan used to bear the burden of humiliation, and did not feel that there was any difficulty in squatting. It was only in the memory of this life that he should have tears and no flick, and men have gold under his knees.

But the gods and sisters, now the old man behind, how to say, his wife's father, can be regarded as his father, kneeling down, is not a bit of a bone?

The ink crane year looked at the rolling pin in his hand for a while, and looked at Yang Lan’s back for a while, and he was at a loss.

"Uncle, you can play! No matter how you play, as long as you can get out of this breath, it will do, I am not doing well, I should be punished!" Yang Yan did not return, looked straight ahead and said.

Yang Lan is really ready to make a slap in the face, so after he kneels down, he has already exercised the body and protected the key parts of the body.

The ink crane year was silent, but the rolling pin in his hand was only held in his hand. After a while, his right hand was raised with blue veins. After a while, the phalanx was white, and after a while, it was loose.

Yes, when I just knew about Yang Lan’s news, Mo Henian really wanted to take the spray to kill the stinky boy. Even if he got off the plane and went to buy a kitchen knife, he couldn’t buy a rolling pin. Mo He Nian also thought about interrupting Yang Hao’s dog legs!

In the year of Mohe’s heart, the grievances have been accumulated for too long, and the temper is not good. If Yang Hao dares to talk back, his stick will really sway down.

However, Yang Lan came to this way, as if he was really guilty of sin, and put on a posture of doing anything.

The opportunity came to the hand, but the ink crane year was a bit out of hand.

The rolling pin was picked up and laid down silently.

The ink crane year is not stupid, nor is it really tempered to kill and kill. In the end, he is still only a weak scholar, but he has become a peasant halfway, and then looks rude.

He is the legendary strong king of the mouth - it is not forgiving in the mouth, it is he who is good at picking up the blood of the dog, but really take such a thick stick to smoke people, the ink crane year can not do ...

Besides, I really killed Yang Lan. What about his daughter and granddaughter?