Sangshen didn't argue with the fool: "I have a wife, you don't."
Chen Xinghua stood up: "You..."
"I have a daughter, you don't!"
Chen Xinghua was so angry that his face turned ashen, and he stormed off.
They didn't even take the two roast ducks that were packed up.
This was perfect for Sangshen, who happily carried the roast duck with its four legs to meet up with his wife and daughter.
"Lingling, little star!"
"dad."
The family of three reunited, and Buling saw the four roast ducks he was carrying. "Why are there four?" Didn't they pack two to go?
“Those two belong to Chen Xinghua; they were the two he ordered when he came in,” Sangshen explained.
"Isn't this a bit too much?" Bling asked in a low voice.
Is it right to bully a police officer who serves the people like this?
Sangshen waved the roast duck in front of his daughter: "Don't worry, it wasn't for nothing." He had taught Chen Xinghua how to communicate with female comrades.
These are all closely guarded secrets of the Sang family. Now that they're being passed on to Chen Xinghua, he won't lose out at all!
Bling didn't ask any further questions: "That's good."
After teasing her daughter for a while, Sangshen asked, "Where are we going next?"
"Let's go back to the compound. I heard that Brother Sangzi is going back today too," Buling said.
"Okay." He hung the roast duck on the handlebars. "Daughter, get on!"
Little Star struggled to climb up with her short legs, while Bling protected her from behind, afraid that her daughter would fall.
As my daughter grows up, it's no longer appropriate to carry her around. Buling's educational philosophy is that she should do things for herself.
He's six years old now, a big kid.
So now, except for things that her daughter really can't do, she does everything else herself at Buling's request.
After seeing his daughter climb onto the back seat and sit down, Buling pushed the bicycle away.
A family of three, riding two bicycles side by side, leaving behind a trail of laughter...
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