The two men immediately blushed.
He went back once when the child was born, but only to divorce his ex-wife; he never thought to ask for the child's name.
Having ignored him for so many years, it's impossible for me to even know his name.
If it weren't for the fact that his face was so similar to theirs, and that he had climbed up to the powerful Xiao family, they wouldn't have come to acknowledge him.
Ugly, cheeks puffed out, innocently chimed in, "Brother, are they talking about you? You're the only one here with the surname Xie, but they don't seem to know your full name."
"That's strange. That person said he was your father, but wouldn't your father know his son's name?"
"Grandpa, do you know Ugly's name?"
Song Yunchao hummed in agreement. "I know. Your name is Xie Chou now. You can change it to Zhou Chou or Song Chou, or keep your brother's surname Xie. Grandpa knows all of that."
A powerful second strike.
"Ah, why do they call me 'stinky egg'? Stinky egg is stinky egg, why are you thanking me like that? Stinky egg, they are irrelevant people, ignore them, eat your buns."
A solid third cut.
"They not only didn't know my name, but they also mistook me for someone else. I don't have a father."
The fourth strike ended the game.
The couple slunk away.
Just as he stepped out the door, Xie Lin called out, "Wait a minute."
Just when the two thought there was a chance for a change in their situation, the things they had brought were thrown at their feet with a bang.
"Take your things and we'll never meet again."
We may not meet in the open, but we'll meet in secret.
Now that we've confirmed that the people in my dream are them, we can take action tonight.
Lao Tzu?
It didn't exist in my past life, it won't exist in this life, and it won't exist in the next life either.
He sprang from a stone.
Xie Jiancheng dared not speak out in anger, and hurriedly picked up his things and ran away.
He transitioned from the military to politics. Although the Yue family held some status, their influence was far less than that of the Xiao family. This was not a place where he could run wild.
Hmph, just based on that handsome face, you are my son. Even if you don't acknowledge it, it won't change the fact that I have blood flowing in your veins.
That rebellious son is quite something; he's climbed the social ladder and now he doesn't recognize his father anymore. He'll be struck by lightning!
The two of them didn't cause the slightest ripple. After breakfast, everyone went about their business: those who needed to work went to work, those who needed to see their superiors went to see their superiors, and those who needed to play played.
"Shishi, do you want to go to the Forbidden City? There are many places to take pictures there, it's very beautiful."
Xie Lin saw her eyes light up and knew that Ninth Brother and Tenth Brother had bought the right amount of film. He guessed that they would have to find someone to buy more film when they got back from this trip.
He remembered that the box of tickets in the space contained a lot of industrial coupons, which would be enough to buy cameras and film.
It has to be said that the patriarch really spoils his child. He bought a different camera along with the film, because he was afraid that Shishi wouldn't have enough time to take pictures before the camera broke down.
Chou Chou watched the guy who was happily snapping photos with this camera and that camera, but didn't join in. Instead, he played hide-and-seek with Xiao Sheng's nephew, who had come with Kong and Feng.
The Forbidden City is huge, with many hidden areas, making it a more exciting place to visit.
With everyone keeping a close eye on him, and his spatial coverage being large enough, there's no fear of accidents.
Lu Fan and Zhang Dong were also with them.
“You stinky egg, take a picture of Shishi. Shishi wants to stand on this golden house with a sword on her back and take the picture, and then jump down with the sword in her hand and take the picture too.”
"Can we take some normal photos? It'll be cooler down here."
Xie Lin's temples throbbed. Where did she learn that from?
Even though they haven't read many comic books together, how come they've learned all the tricks?
That roof is quite high; she's not afraid of falling at all.
With people coming and going, is she sure she wants to perform a monkey show?
"Shishi isn't hot, you stinky egg, we need to take a lot of pictures, this way and that way, and we can't forget Jian."
She meant that the face could be spared, but the wooden sword and the bent legs were indispensable.
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Are all the heroes who can fly and escape from the earth only legs?
Shameless?!
Okay, let the child have her way if she wants to play. We're going back in a couple of days, and we don't know when we'll be able to come back again.
Actually, he knew he couldn't stop her even if he tried; didn't he see she had already climbed over the wall?
"Shishi, promise Choudan to be careful and not to fall and get hurt. Can you do that?"
The sound of "hmm" was barely out of his mouth before he was already standing on the rooftop, moving at an extraordinary speed.
Once he was in position, he had no choice but to start filming.
She not only climbed up quickly, but also jumped down quickly; she landed on the ground after only taking two photos.
Then......
"You stinky egg, how many pictures did you take? How many of the legs? How many of the sword? Do you have enough film? Do you need to get some new film?"
The patriarch, feeling guilty, was distracted by her smiling face bathed in sunlight and her graceful landing, and forgot to press the shutter button. The two photos he took only showed the lonely rooftop.
No legs.
There was no sword either!
"Ahem, Shishi, I only took two pictures... of the golden roof."
Shishi glanced at him sideways, "You can't?"
"Yes, it was just a bit too bright. How about we do it again? I promise to take lots of pictures, okay?"
Even if she can't, she has to try; she still wants to be a female knight-errant who walks on rooftops with a sword.
Let's try again. This time, the head of the family lived up to Shishi's expectations and took many photos. The angles were excellent, capturing not only the sword and legs but also the face.
When Shishi heard that all the photos were taken, she was very satisfied. Everyone was relieved and no longer had to watch her climb the roof with bated breath.
Just as the two were about to enter the main hall, a sneer came from behind them.
"Did you hear that? She called that guy a stinky egg. It's hilarious. A grown man being called a stinky egg and he's actually happy about it. He's really embarrassing us men."
"Holding a wooden sword like a hero, ha, what an idiot. Aren't you afraid of falling to your death? Taking so many photos is a waste of film."
"Feng Yi, you're not jealous, are you? But jealousy won't help, we only have half a scroll."
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