Yuanyuan was disappointed, "Only one more day."
Xiao Zheng didn't know what to say and rubbed his round head.
Yuanyuan then asked: "Dad, can you take me to school later? I want my classmates to see you."
Xiao Zheng: "What's so good about me?"
Dongdong and Song Yi suddenly laughed out loud.
Xiao Zheng had a bad feeling.
Sure enough, Tuantuan calmly narrated: "Yuanyuan said in class that Dad is a man as strong as a tiger, his arms are thicker than other people's thighs, his fists are as big as casseroles, he can kill mosquitoes with a glare, and he can kill a cow with one punch."
Dong Dong smiled: "Yuan Yuan said this in their class, but the news has spread to our high school... Dad, everyone in the school is curious about you now, so Yuan Yuan wants others to see you."
Xiao Zheng was speechless for a moment, "What are you looking at me for? Are you asking me to go to school and perform the act of staring at a mosquito? Or perform the act of beating a cow to death?"
Yuanyuan said confidently, "Wu Song can kill a tiger, so why can't my dad kill a cow? My dad is such a powerful dad!"
The old father was quite touched after hearing this. "My daughter, although I can't kill a cow with one punch, I will work hard to train and strive for the day when I can kill a cow with one punch!"
An Hua stuffed a bun into his mouth and said, "Okay, let's eat, stop talking so much. The kids asked you to send them off, so go ahead and do it later. We're finally home now, so spend more time with them."
Xiao Zheng thought to himself that he wanted to spend more time with his wife.
But since his wife had spoken, he did as she said.
Fortunately, An Huan called the company and asked for a day off, and when Xiao Zheng came back, he took his wife out to spend time together.
Around noon, the sky, which was originally sunny, was suddenly covered with a layer of dark clouds, and soon it became as dark as dusk.
It's obviously going to rain heavily.
An Hua asked Xiao Zheng to pick up the children from school.
Xiao Zheng took each child's raincoat, held a big umbrella himself, and went out.
When she reached the first floor, Wang Lan stood at the door of Wang Zhihui's house.
Wang Lan was stunned for a moment when she saw Xiao Zheng going up and down the stairs. It was not until Xiao Zheng walked past her that she called out to him for some unknown reason.
Xiao Zheng did not stop, but just nodded coldly.
Wang Lan hurriedly said, "Xiao Zheng, wait a moment."
Xiao Zheng had already opened his umbrella and walked into the rain. He frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"
Wang Lan's heart was pounding.
She didn't know what she wanted to do by calling Xiao Zheng, and by the time she reacted, she had already done it.
Wang Lan looked at Xiao Zheng who was standing under the umbrella. He was wearing a white shirt and green military pants. His shirt sleeves were rolled up at his arms, revealing his strong forearms. Raindrops splashed on his trouser legs, but he didn't look disheveled at all. Instead, because of his tall stature, he looked independent, majestic and stable in the wind and rain.
Compared to his youth, he is indeed much more mature and stable, and has the aura of a superior.
People say that men become more attractive as they get older, but Wang Lan thinks this is not true. It should be that men who are successful in their careers become more attractive as they get older.
A mediocre man will only become more cowardly and incompetent as he gets older, making people feel annoyed just by looking at him.
For example, Wang Lan’s ex-husband.
Wang Lan's thoughts were scattered, but Xiao Zheng didn't have that much patience. Seeing that she didn't say anything, he just walked away.
Wang Lan was anxious, "Xiao Zheng, wait for me."
Wang Lan simply rushed into the rain and quickly ran under Xiao Zheng's umbrella.
Wang Lan pleaded, "I came to look for my brother, but there's no one at home, I can't get in, and it's suddenly raining... Can you take me back to the art troupe?"
Xiao Zheng took big steps, and Wang Lan had to jog to catch up with him.
She felt that in this situation, no one would refuse her request, not to mention that she and Xiao Zheng...
Unexpectedly, Xiao Zheng rejected her outright, "No, I have to pick up the child." As he said that, he quickened his pace.
The umbrella flew away from Wang Lan's head.
As if to oppose Wang Lan, the rain suddenly got heavier. The heavy rain poured down on Wang Lan, soaking her like a drowned rat.
Wang Lan stood there in disbelief.
He just...just left her here in the rain?
Even if they are two people who have nothing to do with each other, they would not do such an ungentlemanly thing!
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