The day of the flash marriage with Mr. Tiger

Miao Xu stared at the lunch box, thinking, whether he was thinking too much, or the shadow on the photo and the lunch box in his hand were indeed the same thing.

Miao Xu kept the kitchen clean, brought the lunch box into his room, adjusted it with his mobile phone, and finally found the same angle as the photo, and took a new photo.

He compared the two photos on the computer, and the shapes were indeed the same.

How is this going.

It's not unreasonable if it's just a simple shape similarity, but the photos on the Internet happened to be taken that night, which means that there is a great possibility that there was an animal on the main road with their duck lunch box in its mouth on the night of the incident. Run around.

Comparing the ratio of the lunch box to the shadow, it can be deduced that the animal is definitely not a cat, but something bigger.

What puzzled Miao Xu was that the lunch box should have been in Wang Yin's hands at that time.

He has been investigating this matter, but he never thought that it would be related to the people around him. Now, this lunch box links the case to his family, which makes Miao Xu a little confused.

He put down his lunch box, walked out of the room, and knocked on the door of the master bedroom for the first time.

As soon as Wang Yin opened the door and saw Miao Xu outside, he was slightly surprised and said with a smile, "It's strange, what's the matter?"

Wang Yinyi just took a bath with Zhao Zhao, and his body was covered with a layer of faint water vapor, which made his eyes dark and bright, and his expression gentle.

Miao Xu was a little serious, so he cut straight to the point and asked, "I'll ask you again, did you see anything unusual the night you brought me food?"

Wang Yin wanted to joke around, but seeing Miao Xu's serious face, he couldn't make a joke, and said helplessly, "No, I put down the lunch box and left. I don't dare to disturb you at all."

Miao Xu observed Wang Yinyi carefully, and Wang Yinyi let him see it calmly, and asked puzzledly: "What's the matter, this is the third time you have asked to deliver meals."

Wang Yin closed his eyebrows, his expression was helpless and gentle, the corners of his eyes drooped, and he seemed aggrieved: "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have gone."

Miao Xu looked at him deeply, and after a while, he said: "I'm overthinking, I won't mention it anymore."

Miao Xu relaxed, looked over Wang Yinyi's shoulder to see what was going on in the room, and Zhao Zhao was lying on the bed with his buttocks pouted, not knowing what to do, he said to Wang Yinyi: "Okay, you go take care of the child."

After speaking, he turned to leave.

When Wang Yin saw him entering his bedroom, he closed the door.

As soon as he entered the door, he threw himself on the bed, hugged Wang Yingzhao, who was lying on the bed and drawing, in his arms, pretended to be scared, rubbed his son's little face, and said in a trembling tone: "I was scared to death, my son. Your Uncle Miao is really good, if your father hadn't passed the test of his acting skills, he would be in the hands of Uncle Miao today."

Zhao Zhao didn't understand why his father used such an exaggerated tone, but he remembered that after eating other people's food, his mouth and claws would become shorter, so he raised his hand to cover Wang Yinyi's mouth to prevent his father from speaking ill of Uncle Miao.

Wang Yin raised his eyebrows: "Hehe, I'm promising, I don't like my father anymore." He stretched out his hand to scratch the flesh on Zhao Zhao Zhao's waist.

Shrunken into a ball and collapsed on the bed, Wang Yinyi was playing with his son while thinking, did Miao Xu notice something? Impossible, ordinary people would never think of it anyway.

The next day was Sunday, and Wang Yin suggested to Miao Xu: "Let's go out for a walk. I didn't have time yesterday, but today should be fine."

Unexpectedly, Miao Xu vetoed it on his own initiative, saying: "No, just stay at home."

Wang Yin watched helplessly as the chance of a date disappeared forever.

It doesn't matter if you don't date, Miao Xu is uncharacteristically, instead of shutting himself up in the room, instead, he circles around Wang Yinyi all the time.

Wang Yinyi felt like a suspect under surveillance, so he simply asked Miao Xu, "Would you like to help me watch the recruiting? I'll go check the property market."

Wang Yinyi is now a "job" man, and he can use work as an excuse.

Miao Xu was taken aback by the question, and said, "Can I?" Zhao Zhao wouldn't be afraid of him.

Wang Yinyi said patiently, "Try."

Miao Xu was successfully fooled again. He walked to the small study and saw Zhao Zhao lying on the carpet, scribbling and drawing on a piece of paper.

Last night in the master bedroom, Miao Xu saw Zhao Zhao in this posture, and he is still in this position today, Miao Xu walked over quietly, stood behind Zhao Zhao, and said, "What are you drawing?"

The kid was startled, and turned his head to stare at Miao Xu with round eyes.

Miao Xu sat down beside him, Zhao Zhao instinctively wanted to run away, narrowed his eyes, and said, "Don't you want to eat beef stew anymore?"

stop.

"The roast chicken I mentioned last time hasn't been made yet."

Go back obediently.

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Miao Xu watched the child succumb to the delicacy of the food with satisfaction, and said, "You can continue to draw, I'll just watch."

Zhao Zhao obediently lowered his head, took a colored pencil, and daubed on the paper.

Miao Xu originally thought that the child was just drawing casually, but he didn't expect the strokes to be well-done. Although the lines are simple, the image is vivid, and you can tell what he is drawing at a glance.

He drew a lion.

There is a circle of hair on the head, the one that looks like a fried egg is the male lion, and the one that looks like a doll is the cub. Standing next to it is a young man with glasses and a baby face, looking very kind and cute.

Miao Xu didn't understand what he was painting at first, but when he saw the young man, he immediately recognized it: "Is this the painting of Secretary Du's family?"

Zhao Zhao grabbed the pen and nodded.

The kid is really amazing, he has grasped the essence of the image with a few simple strokes, as long as he recognizes Du Ruoyu, he can see it at a glance.

Miao Xu looked for a topic to chat with Zhao Zhao: "The one next to him is Mr. Shi and their children?"

Zhao Zhao continued to nod.

Why do you draw it as a lion? Miao Xu doesn’t understand why the surname is a teacher. He teased and said, “Why do you draw other people’s homes?” Children usually draw pictures of their own families. “Is it because I saw the baby yesterday?”

Zhao Zhao lowered his head and stopped the pen in his hand.

He lay there silently, pursing his lips, as if a small dark cloud was hanging over his head, and he looked aggrieved.

What's going on here?

Miao Xu thought he was scaring him, so he didn't dare to joke with him anymore, and said, "I'm leaving now, you continue to draw."

At this time, Wang Yingzhao stood up from the ground, ran to the nearby bookshelf, stepped on a stool, took out a picture book from the shelf, took out a piece of paper from it, ran back again, and handed it to Miao. Xu hands.

Miao Xu took it over and took a look. It showed two tigers, one big and one small, squatting together.

The tiger is drawn a little naively, with a round head and round ears, and the word king written on its forehead. Miao Xu raised his eyes and found that the child was looking at him eagerly.

Miao Xu looked at Zhao Zhao with a questioning gaze, and Zhao Zhao pointed at the tiger on the painting, and pointed at himself.

"This...is a painting of you and Dad?" Miao Xu finally understood.

Zhao Zhao nodded.

He sat back on the carpet and continued to color the lion family. Miao Xu looked at the blank space next to the tiger father and son, and suddenly understood Wang Yingzhao's psychology.

Yesterday he went to see the baby with Wang Yinyi and found that the family of three was happy and happy, which made him very envious, but he only had his father.

Miao Xu felt something stuck in his heart and felt a little uncomfortable.

He inevitably thought of his own childhood. He knew what it was like to envy others for what he didn't have, and even be so lost that he would dream, but when he woke up, he found that what he didn't have was what he didn't have.

Fortunately, Zhaozhao has a father who loves him just like himself.

Miao Xu returned the painting of the tiger to Wang Yingzhao and said, "Your father loves you very much, don't feel that you are less than others."

The trick seemed to be understood but not understood, Miao Xu continued to coax him: "I'll cook chicken for you, please be happy."

Zhao Zhao looked at Miao Xu pitifully, since last time he said there was roast chicken, but he hadn't eaten it until now.

He thought for a while, picked up the pen, and drew around the sides of the two tigers.

He drew a little figure standing upright with a hat on his head.

Wang Yingzhao didn't quite know how to draw the hat, and it couldn't be changed by painting and changing. Miao Xu understood that he was drawing a police hat.

"Is this a picture of me?" Miao Xu was flattered, his heart softened.

Zhao Zhao just nodded, with a troubled expression on his face, for him the police uniform was too difficult to draw.

Miao Xu couldn't help commanding him: "Draw me more handsomely, or add Mao Mao to it too." In this way, the whole family is complete.

Zhao Zhao obeyed Miao Xu's words and drew a duck at the little man's feet.

Miao Xu stared at Zhao Zhao's serious appearance, and couldn't figure out why people were painted as lions and tigers. If it was a symbol, why didn't he and Secretary Du become animals?

Wang Yinyi secretly observed the big and small inside from outside the door, with a gratified smile on his face.

He knew that Zhaozhao would like Uncle Miao, who wouldn't like Miao Xu.

He was moved by the gentle atmosphere in the room, never expected that his son almost showed Miao Xu their secret painting directly.

At night, Wang Yinyi squeezed into Miao Xu's blanket, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said, "We got along well with Zhao Zhao today."

Miao Xu had doubts about him, so he slept stretched out on the other half of the bed, and said, "It's pretty good, Zhao Zhao is a good boy."

He still couldn't figure out the lunch box. Could it be that there was really a tiger running on the road with a lunch box in its mouth?

Miao Xu felt like a crazy person thinking about this possibility.

One thing he was sure of was that if the animal in the photo was actually holding the duck lunch box, it could only mean that Wang Yinyi was lying.

Miao Xu stared at Wang Yinyi.

Wang Yin didn't understand how to get along well with Zhao Zhao, and when he got to his side, he blew his beard and stared.

Two big men were on the same bed, sleeping under the same quilt, and Wang Yinyi had to be on guard against the "Sansa warning" all the time, feeling really miserable.

He couldn't help moving towards Miao Xu, and said, "We agreed to let the steak cook together, why don't you keep rejecting me."

Miao Xu thought to himself, what he said was right, it was because they were too born that Wang Yinyi kept something from him.

So Miao Xu said: "That's fine, let's talk, how to bridge the distance."

Wang Yinyi meant that we should get closer, he propped up his body, leaned on the pillow, reached out to touch Miao Xu's temple hair, and said in a tender voice, "I will call you A Xu from now on. "

In the night, the light of the bedside lamp was ambiguous and warm, Wang Yinyi approached Miao Xu, leaned into his ear and whispered: "A Xu."

Miao Xu misunderstood, thinking that it was the change of address, and hesitated in his heart, how to address Wang Yinyi.

Yin Yi?all?It seems a bit nasty, and I can't say it out loud; Mr. Wang?too cold.

Miao Xu thought for a while and said, "Then I'll call you Old Wang... right?"

Wang Yinyi: "..."