Eighty-year-old hot wife gets rich by beating others

On the second day, under the farewell of the whole family, Han Zhoucheng and several of his classmates embarked on an international flight. They were reluctant to turn back until the plane disappeared into the sky.

And Hanzhou City didn't just take half a year, it took a whole year to come back.

When they came back, the whole Beijing and Hangzhou were blown up, and half of Beijing was cheering for their return.

Because they lived up to expectations and brought back the core technology, and have applied for patents internationally, no country can steal their achievements, and the development of science and technology will no longer be controlled by others.

At this time, Han Xiyao was three and a half years old, and her real age was four years old.

At Lin Manfu's insistence, Han Xiyao has been sent to Yuhong Class.

Under the pampering of her grandma and grandpa, Han Xiyao will inevitably have some princess diseases, so Lin Manfu couldn't wait to send her to Yuhong Class after she reached the right age.

In such a collective environment, she can better develop her character.After all, at home, her uncle and aunt took care of her like a baby. Without competition, she was like a cozy bird. How would she step into society in the future?

After returning from Hanzhou City, the first thing he did was to buy a set of seasonal clothes and dress up carefully.

Go to Han Xiyao Kindergarten to pick her up from school. After all, I haven't seen her in a year. He doesn't know what kind of reaction the child will have after seeing him, and will he remember that she used to sleep in her father's arms every day and was raped by her father? Pat to sleep.

I don't know if this little girl will lie in his arms and act like a baby, and ride on his shoulders to play around.

"Your palms are sweating." Lin Manfu was held tightly by Hanzhoucheng the whole time, and their index fingers were intertwined. From the moment Hanzhoucheng got off the plane, they were basically holding hands.

Because in the past year, the two have not been able to get used to the warmth of not having each other next to the pillow, so after meeting, they are inseparable, wishing they could stay together forever.

"I'm going to see my little lover soon, how can I not be afraid and nervous? What if she doesn't like me anymore." Han Zhoucheng cleared his throat, straightened his hair again, and kept looking at the school.

It wasn't until he saw the teacher walking out with a group of students that he eagerly searched for his daughter in the crowd.

"I saw it. The beauty in the polo collar and small pants is my daughter." Han Zhoucheng only observed the changes in his daughter over the past year on the photos Lin Manfu sent him.

But in the crowd, he could tell at a glance that this might be the power of blood.

"Han Xiyao." Han Zhoucheng tentatively called out to the crowd.

That little figure showed a bright and excited smile when he saw Hanzhou City standing beside Lin Manfu, and after talking to the teacher, he ran over with a small schoolbag on his back, They got into Han Zhoucheng's arms directly, and were hugged tightly by him.

"Dad, I recognized you as my father at a glance. Am I great?" Han Xiyao listened to Han Zhoucheng's strong heartbeat, and was so excited that she was about to cry when she saw him holding her mother's hand. , I knew he must be her father.

"It's great, Dad's daughter is great." Han Zhoucheng couldn't control himself, his excited and surging mood made his voice choked up.

He turned his head and quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Dad saw you at a glance in the crowd, praise Dad quickly."

People around looked at the father and son hugging each other, and they couldn't help but feel that it would be really amazing if the father could help the child with homework and they could hug each other so closely.

But Han Zhoucheng didn't care what the people around him thought, he only knew that it was his first time being a father, and he could do whatever he wanted.

He may not be a good father in front of outsiders, but he will definitely give his best to his children...

"Father, Yaoyao looks at your photos every day, don't you also look at Yaoyao's photos every day to recognize me?"

"Well, Dad looks at it every day. The photos are all faded." Han Zhoucheng took out his wallet from his jacket pocket, and took out a photo of Lin Manfu and Han Xiyao.The cheeks of the two people in that photo were worn down to the point of discoloration.

God knows how he survived these more than 300 days and nights.

If Lin Manfu hadn't sent the photos regularly, he would have flown back long ago.

"Mom too. Every night before we go to bed, we look at dad's photo and put it next to the pillow. When we sleep, we can dream about dad."

Two figures, one big and one small, walked in front.Lin Manfu looked at their backs and couldn't help taking a few photos of them with her mobile phone.

"Father will sleep next to you from now on, so you don't need to look at the photos anymore." Han Zhoucheng felt distressed as he watched his daughter's long eyelashes wet with mist.

He secretly swore in his heart that no matter what happened in the future, he would never be separated from his wife and daughter again.

Along the way, the two of them were babbling on and on, and the words spoken by the little people were like adults.

And the adult Han Zhoucheng is more like a child seeking warmth.

After returning home in the evening, a group of people ate and chatted around the table at home, laughing and laughing constantly.

However, Han Xiyao kept holding Han Zhoucheng's hand, and the two of them hugged each other inseparably, and Lin Manfu became the one who was busy.

By the time Lin Manfu finished washing at night, the two of them were already lying on the bed, ready to go to bed.

Han Xiyao fell asleep quickly, and she could tell that she must be having a sweet dream with the corners of her lips raised.

"I'm home, why are you still looking at those photos? Can't you just look at me?" Lin Manfu turned around and saw Han Zhoucheng lying beside Han Xiyao, holding a faded photo that he had rubbed in his hand. He couldn't help reminding.

"I'm used to it. I can't sleep without these photos every night. It looks like I'm going to suffer from insomnia tonight." Han Zhoucheng put his wallet aside, turned sideways, and looked at the mother and daughter sleeping next to him. Obviously, there was nothing wrong with him. sleepy.

Hanzhoucheng squeezed around Lin Manfu like a child, and finally lay between Hanzhoucheng and Lin Manfu. His left hand was his daughter, and his right hand was his daughter-in-law. He didn't do anything, but held their hands. hands, lying there quietly, feeling their breathing, feeling their existence...

Lin Manfu was honestly led by her, with many thoughts in her heart.

She came to this era, but only more than 1000 days and nights, but she has tasted the ups and downs of life, all kinds of tastes.

If it wasn't for a ridiculous experience that brought her back to this age and met Hanzhou City, perhaps her life would still be like a calm lake without any waves.

She is very grateful that her feelings in her previous life were as pure as a piece of white paper, and that she was able to meet the same pure him.

His love is separated by mountains and seas, years, and all the impossible.
But still vigorous and mighty, rushing towards her.

No matter the change of time and space, or the passage of time, this love will always be there.

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