Restart the Flying Age

On this trip to Jinling, although his man was stunned by his daughter and was not allowed to drive himself, Peng Xiaojuan did not wrong her man and bought the most high-end long-distance ticket.

Tickets made at the station are quite a lot.

When I got in the car, it was all new, the seat leather was shiny, and there was closed-circuit television.

The driver was regular and used the on-board loudspeaker to indicate non-stop all the way to Jinling at high speed before starting the car.

Peng Xiaojuan, who is still charming, expressed her satisfaction. Only such a big guest can meet her current status.

However, Zhao Dafu is still not satisfied.

Even if the seat under the buttocks seems to be leather, it can be twisted, I always feel that it is not as comfortable as buying a new Santana fabric seat.

As for the car starting, Zhao Dafu was even more dissatisfied after leaving the station.

For a while, it was said that the driver drove like a snail crawling, and then that the driver accelerated like a drug...

In short, everything suits him.

Peng Xiaojuan didn't care about his noise, and watched the old movie on the closed-circuit television with interest: Tang Bohu's Qiuxiang.

It wasn't until nearly four hours later that the big passenger entered Jinling Station, and Peng Xiaojuan stood up still unconsciously, brushed off the melon seeds and fruit crumbs, and cleaned up neatly.

After all, this is to a big city.

It's just that Zhao Dafu looked out of the car window, and the complaints that had just ceased, then resurged.

Unexpectedly, in a big city, the long-distance station is so messy, even the new station in Beijiang is not as good as...

Peng Xiaojuan couldn't figure out the situation and couldn't stop her man's mouth.

Besides, she also felt that the appearance of the station she saw before her eyes was not worthy of the big city in her heart.

So just let it go.

Anyway, it has been noisy for four hours, and it's not bad for a while.

Following the passenger flow and leaving the station, Peng Xiaojuan pushed aside the matchmaker who came to strike up a chat with the shop, and saw the two daughters of her own birth.

After all, when the two girls stopped there, it was too outstanding and conspicuous.

It's hard not to see it.

Looking back at Zhao Dafu, he touched his bald forehead, backed his hands, and took a horoscope.

Obviously, he also saw his daughter.

The two girls soon saw them too, and greeted them quickly, with all kinds of gazes and pointers from the passers-by around them.

The girl is like a flower like a jade, so it is not easy to work hard in a big city for so many years.

Peng Xiaojuan was sour in her heart, and she became more determined to tell her boss a good plan.

There must be a man, he must be better...

It's near, it's near.

Then Peng Xiaojuan didn't care about being like the others, but suddenly realized that in front of the two girlish girls, in front of the two girlish girls, she was stunned to find that she was a rural old woman.

Looking back at the man, Zhao Dafu, his waist is not straight anymore, and his eight-stroke steps are not taken anymore. Even the big back head that I just touched has been blown away by the wind...

Peng Xiaojuan felt a little relieved.

Even if he is a rural old woman, she is by the side of the rural old man, and there is nothing wrong with it.

Then the two daughters greeted her, and took her arms one to the other, and didn't dislike herself as a rural old woman at all.

Peng Xiaojuan felt more comforted in her heart.

While gratified, Peng Xiaojuan began to proliferate motherhood, touched Xiaofu's ponytail, and looked at Xiaoli's face and said, "Why should you run this time, give me the address, and I will take a taxi with your dad."

Zhao Li didn't speak.

However, Zhao Fu stood on tiptoe, completely cute and cute, said: "Anyway, my sister has a car, so it's easy to come and pick you up."

Zhao Dafu immediately left his mind.

Then before he had time to form an idea, he was pulled back to reality by his wife's words: "You don't know, your dad complained all the way, saying that this is not satisfactory, and there is not satisfactory..."

"Where am I?" Zhao Dafu retorted with a flushed old face, suffocating his neck.

It's just not convincing.

It wasn't until a family of four arrived in front of a proud Bentley car that Zhao Dafu was inexplicably startled: he didn't even recognize the logo of the car.

Although he didn't know him, Zhao Dafu also knew that this must be a good car.

There is no why.

"Frozen, get in the car!" When the eldest daughter's voice pulled back to reality, Zhao Dafu found out that the two women over there had already been in the back row, as long as Qi Ai got on the ground with the co-driver, side by side with the eldest daughter.

Call...

Zhao Dafu took a breath of air-conditioning. The seat, the interior, and the surging power made him feel comfortable and calm with his 36,000 pores.

It really is a special luxury car.

The natal family in the back seat is chattering, not to delay Zhao Dafu from leaning on the back of the chair, intoxicated and sublimated.

Until his wife's words pulled him into reality, "Hey, why is your dad so quiet? Never been so quiet along the way."

Zhao Dafu glared at his daughter-in-law with an angry face, but he didn't have a red face. He really didn't have much confidence.

It was the little girl who saw her father's thoughts and smiled and said, "Dad, when my sister gets to work, you drive this car, take my mother and me, and get better in Jinling City."

Peng Xiaojuan nodded approvingly, and hugged the little daughter tighter.

However, Zhao Dafu waved his hand again and again, "It can't be done." Especially sincerely, "Xiao Li has to go to work!"

After speaking, she couldn't help but glanced at the big girl.

Then Zhao Li spoke, especially understatement, "I have a car to drive, you can drive this car."

Zhao Dafu was still very considerate, "It can't be done." Then he was particularly cautious, "This car is quite expensive, isn't it?"

Zhao Li patted the steering wheel, weighing what to say in her heart.

In the end, Zhao Fu took the lead, "This car is not expensive, and it is enough to buy more than ten Santana 2000s."

"I want you to talk more!"

As soon as the voice fell, Zhao Li scolded.

Sure enough, I saw Zhao Dafu go down from his heart completely, and the hope that was still burning in his eyes was completely turned into ashes.

Peng Xiaojuan interrupted and patted Zhao Fu, "You kid..."

Zhao Fu spit out his tongue, knowing that he was in trouble, and quickly turned the subject away: "Sister, where do you plan to place your parents?"

Zhao Li didn't look back, her tone was calm, "Of course the family lives together."

Zhao Dafu is obviously a little afraid of the dominance of the big girl ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ cautiously said, "If it affects your work, we can also stay in a hotel."

Unexpectedly, Zhao Fu waved his hand grimly again: "Parents, you don't need to live in a hotel. My sister has many houses, so you can live anywhere."

The couple tacitly followed and were surprised silently.

Zhao Li was a little embarrassed: "Those houses are filled with gifts from fans. They are messy, and there is no way to live without them."

Peng Xiaojuan asked: "You kid, you spent money on a house, and you used it to put gifts? How many gifts can you put..."

Zhao Li said indifferently: "There are five sets of three-bedrooms, and you may have to buy a few more later."

Peng Xiaojuan looked shocked, and Zhao Dafu was secretly speechless.

"It doesn't matter, you just live with me. Anyway, now this is a large four-bedroom, the room is enough..."

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