The movie king also has to be called daddy [Entertainment circle]

Although there were many pastries in the room, there was only one golden one with the word moon written on it at the same time. Ling Jianguo quickly found it and broke it open forcefully. As expected, there was a small piece of silver key wrapped in the bean paste filling.

He smiled like a child who found the candy that Santa Claus hid under the pillow, and pushed it out from under the door, saying, "Interesting, really interesting."

Ling Xi picked out the key with her fingertips, quickly opened the lock, and finally rescued his father successfully.

Ling Jianguo was still holding half of the pastry in his left hand, exuding a strong aroma of red bean paste, which made Ling Xi and Yan Hua, two people who don't like dim sum, almost drool.

So, the three of them went back to the hut, and ate bean paste cakes by the dim kerosene lamp.

"By the way, what does the 'three long and two short' you just typed mean?" Ling Xi asked vaguely.

"Did you forget the Morse code? Three long and two short are '8'." Ling Jianguo reminded him unhappy.

Twice is "88", Dad? ? ?

"...cough cough" Ling Xi almost choked.

When did we discuss such a docking code for Secondary School? !

In my impression, when he was three or four years old, his father taught him the Morse code for a few days, but then he thought he was stupid and couldn't remember, so he gave up.

The netizens who were staring at the live broadcast were already hesitating whether to eat supper, but now seeing the sweet and soft bean paste pies they broke open, one by one couldn't help it anymore.

Yan Hua and Ling Xi looked like cats eating snacks, they broke off bit by bit and put them in their mouths.The ordinary things were eaten by them with a sense of luxury.

The three of them filled their stomachs and really planned to go out to meet other companions.Ling Xi suddenly thought of something and turned back into the room.

He picked up a piece of pastry wrapping paper from the table, picked out a dozen more cakes, wrapped them up and took them away.

"What? Didn't you eat enough?" Ling Jianguo glanced at the paper bag in his hand.

"The three of them probably haven't eaten yet." Ling Xi answered simply.

Ling Jianguo stared at him for two seconds as if he was looking at an alien, then nodded hesitantly, not knowing what to say.

For the first time, he felt the warmth of his son, the kind of warmth that "even if he is not doing well, he is still willing to care about others".

He felt very relieved, but after thinking about it, he felt that this should be the case, and it seemed strange to praise it specially.

Like every time Ling Xi did something worthy of praise, he nodded and said nothing.

"Let's go find them." Yan Hua said softly.

The voice is soft, softer than the half-bright moonlight hiding behind the clouds, stirring Ling Xi's heart like the night wind stirring the leaves.

Itchy.

From the backyard of the restaurant, a winding dirt road extends up the mountain.This small restaurant was actually built halfway up the mountain.

Apart from the lights in the restaurant, there is no other lighting in the mountains.The moonlight was so faint that I could barely see the outlines of the trees in front of me.

Yan Hua took out three small, delicate flashlights from his trousers pocket, and handed them one to each of them.

"Xiaoyan is really thoughtful!" Ling Jianguo began to boast again, and thanked him for finding the key before, "You are still amazing, and you can think of taking apart the key words!"

Yan Hua had already turned on the flashlight, but his face was against the light and could not see his expression clearly, so he said modestly: "Ling Xi thought about it too."

It was the first time for Ling Xi to hear her name uttered from his mouth. It was not a big deal, but it still moved his heart.

Like all fathers who are afraid of their son's pride, Ling Jianguo was happy in his heart, but said with disdain on his face: "He doesn't think as fast as you. It's useful to be the first to think of it. It's meaningless to be a second behind."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere fell silent, only the sound of rustling footsteps, and the occasional "crack" of trampling dead branches and fallen leaves.

Ling Xi didn't have time to tell what it was like when his heart moved just now, when he was slapped by his father's words.

Fortunately, the night was thick, and no one saw the loss in his eyes.

Netizens were a little confused by this scene, and there was another huge wave in the bullet screen, and there were waves of noise.

[Fuck! !sisters! !Can someone tell me, is this really that annoying Ling Xi? !Why are you smart and warm-hearted? ! 】

[It's really warm! !He even remembered to bring food for other guests! !Whoooo! !I'm a little bit dark...]

【no!What happened to Han Ge and Ling Xi? ? ?It looks familiar, but the atmosphere is weird! !What is the relationship between these two? 】

【Oh my god! !What happened to the actor and Ling Xi? ? ?Look at each other and smile! !I took a screenshot! ! ! 】

【Ah, ah, I'm crazy! !This is the first time I saw Hua'er smiling like that! !It's actually facing Ling Xi, so sour...]

[Sisters!Ling Xi is too pretty, right? !No wonder the film emperor wanted to smile at him!I would laugh too! ! 】

……

Although the light of the small flashlight that Yan Hua brought was weak, it still helped them a lot.Compared with black lights running around blindly, a ray of light can inadvertently scan for clues.

"There's something over there." Ling Xi had good eyesight, and at a glance, he saw the direction where the branch road extended, and there was something standing on the ground.

Ling Jianguo's hometown is also in the mountains, and he often went back when he was young. Later, the old family gradually dispersed, so they lost contact.

Seeing this kind of thing a lot, he hurriedly stopped Ling Xi, trying to change his way: "Don't go, there are more than one graves. It's disrespectful not to kowtow when passing by in the middle of the night."

"..." One sentence made Ling Xi tense up.

I'm just looking for clues, why are you making it look like a real ghost.

The author has something to say: Yan Hua: My wife is so warm