The Taming of the Shrew

It's so sneaky. "Zhao Mingcheng ignored him and continued to state his mental journey.

Li Weiran gasped when he heard it, and gasped.

"So in the end, I contacted the hospital I met in the United States and applied for an exchange and study opportunity. On your side, my dad said, it should be considered as an advance payment for your vacation for the next three years."

Li Weiran was silent for a long time, then suddenly put his arms around Uncle Zhao's neck and said softly, "Are we going to America?"

Zhao Mingcheng nodded: "Well, I'm going to America."

"Are you going to have a real son?"

"Perhaps a daughter."

"Anything is fine."

"So happy."

"Does my brother know?"

"I've known it for a long time. The surrogate mothers have chosen several."

"It's too unreal!"

"You can live as a sci-fi movie! How happy you are!"

"Really? How happy I am?"

"As you wish... Li Weiran, you pervert!"

"Didn't you say to be happy with me?"

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However, when they set off, the destination was not the United States.

When the clues were discovered, the two were already waiting at the boarding gate, and Li Weiran asked a bit too late: "What's going on?"

Zhao Mingcheng smiled and looked serious: "Have a honeymoon first, and have a baby. This order is more in line with traditional customs."

Li Weiran only felt that his face was blushing: "Go back and pick up the skins that fell on the ground! There must be more than a dozen."

Zhao Mingcheng was complacent: "I didn't steal, rob, cheat, or cheat on my marriage. I spent my own money to raise my own baby on my honeymoon. Who would eat me?"

Li Weiran didn't want to continue this topic that made people unable to maintain a normal expression, so he could only clear his throat and switch the conversation back to the mortal channel: "Then why did you choose Sydney?"

Speaking of this, Zhao Mingcheng suddenly became very serious: "Do you know what was the first American drama I watched when I was a child?"

Li Weiran was devastated!

I asked why you went to Sydney, and you told me about American dramas!

Is my geography bad or are we not living in the same dimension at all?

Zhao Mingcheng waited for two seconds and did not wait for a reasonable question, so he could only round up the topic by himself: "Have you watched "Return to Eden"?"

Li Weiran looked at him with a look of looking at the staff, as if saying, why don't I know that you still believe in religion?

Zhao Mingcheng ignored the look, and went down the stairs by himself: "It's normal for you post-90s who haven't watched it. I only watched it once, and then I couldn't find the resources. It's like this show never existed."

It sounded like there was some sentimental story, Li Weiran decided to respect his Uncle Zhao's IQ, and put on a more cooperative posture of "I'm listening carefully".

Zhao Mingcheng is already immersed in the memory: "That drama, it's about a very ordinary-looking second-generation rich woman in Australia. After her father died, she was pushed into the crocodile pond by her fiancé, and the fiancé had sex with the second-generation rich woman's sister Together, they successfully seized all the property of the rich second generation of the rich girl. As a result, the second rich girl survived and was rescued by a plastic surgeon. Even the messy face bitten by the crocodile is even more beautiful than when it was normal before. So much. So the second generation of rich women returned to Sydney with a brand new identity, entered the entertainment circle, became a supermodel, deliberately seduced her former fiancé, and slowly revenged the story."

Li Weiran thought to himself, sure enough, there is dog blood every year. I don’t know which year it was the ancestors. It turns out that Americans are also obsessed with stories like the story of the rich man’s house fighting the prince and princess’s revenge.

I just heard Zhao Mingcheng continue to say: "It may be that the scene of the crocodile biting people at that time and the appearance of the heroine's return left a deep impression on me. Never forget."

"So you want to go to Sydney?" Li Weiran was ready to listen to a tear-jerking childhood sensational memory, but found that he seemed to be shaken.

"That's right! I have made a wish since I was a child! I must go to Australia once! Go to Sydney." Zhao Mingcheng clenched his fists.

Li Weiran raised his forehead: "You really are the perfect interpreter of Freud's theory."

Zhao Mingcheng nodded: "Of course, I think the theory that childhood experiences have a major impact on adult behavior is very reasonable."

"Then you have been an adult for more than ten years, Mr. Zhao, why haven't you been committed to realizing this childhood dream?" Li Weiran felt that Uncle Zhao was so innocent and cute sometimes, and almost wanted to reach out and pinch his face.

"Busy! From reading to work, my whole life is just one word: busy. Have you heard that song by Emil Chow? Many phones are ringing, many things need to be memorized, many doors and drawers are opened and closed Turning it off and on again, in such a panic, so busy that I have no time to cry..." Zhao Mingcheng hummed softly as he spoke.

Li Weiran quickly pressed the back of his hand to stop him: "Okay, okay, you don't need to emphasize that we have a generation gap."

Zhao Mingcheng felt very sorry, and held his hand behind his back and said, "Hey, you were born a few years late, and missed the era when the classics came out. What a pity!"

Li Weiran laughed: "Yes, Grandpa Zhao, everything you old people say is right."

The day before departure, Li Weiran was still handing over the case at hand, and those who could sort out the final report all rushed out overnight, while explaining that Xiao Zhang should sort out feasible solutions as soon as possible for the recent investigation of unfinished cases, and at the same time told him what to do Call anytime.

Zhao Mingcheng rushed to the airport after leaving the operating room, and Li Weiran packed all the luggage at home and brought it directly.

So they got on the plane and tied themselves on the seat, and both of them wanted to fall asleep immediately.

Zhao Mingcheng asked the stewardess to bring two blankets, two small pillows and two pairs of slippers, and was about to tell them not to wake them up when the meal was delivered, when Li Weiran nodded to the stewardess with a smile and said very politely: "We want to sleep first Son, please be sure to wake us up when the meal is delivered."

Zhao Mingcheng couldn't say a word stuck in the corner of his mouth, and silently rolled his eyes in his heart.

Li Weiran, you are really a foodie, and you will never collapse.

Li Weiran didn't care so much, he was exhausted from the robbery case in the jewelry store two days ago, and now it's finally ushered in a holiday where he can eat, drink, play and play without distractions, so he has to seize all the time to eat, sleep, sleep and eat.I covered my body with a small blanket, put a small pillow on the back of my waist, took out the travel sleep suit, blown up the U-shaped pillow, put on the eye mask, and fell into an absolute deep sleep in less than 5 minutes.

Start dreaming soon.

In the dream, it seems to be in a sea city, the streets are covered with sycamores, speckled, and the shadows of the trees are swaying. Someone is walking on the road with a cello on his back, and the back is tall and elegant in a red plaid casual suit.Then I saw a small western-style building standing on the side of the road. The house number flashed by, and it seemed to say Shaoxing.

A dream flickers on and off, flashes of light and phantoms, for a while there is an inconspicuous grocery store, for a while it is a deliciously fragrant fried chicken, and for a while it is a Ferris wheel on a university campus and an amusement park, all grotesque and grotesque.

In the end, accompanied by a scent that wasn't exactly a fragrance and a soft call from time to time, Li Weiran slowly raised his heavy eyelids.

When he opened his eyes and saw the darkness, he was startled.

Immediately, I felt that I was wearing something on my face, grabbed it off, looked around in the harsh light, and gradually regained the memory before going to bed.

The stewardess beside her was asking with a sweet professional smile, "Sir, do you want beef rice or chicken noodles?"

Li Weiran was stumped by this question, "Can't I have both?" written all over his face.

The curly-haired handsome guy's tangled and devoted expression shocked the stewardess so much that she almost wanted to say what do you want to eat, or I'll make you some.

After thinking for about ten seconds, Curly finally gritted his teeth and made a decision: "Beef rice!"

Then I heard Zhao Mingcheng chuckle in my ear: "I knew it."

Li Weiran turned to look at him.

"What about the two of us, baby, you can take whatever you want, and I can order the other?" The expression on Zhao Mingcheng's face was obviously looking at the little fool.

Li Weiran's eyes widened in astonishment: "Ah! I fell asleep!"

Zhao Mingcheng laughed and patted the armrest: "Thank you, thank you, fortunately I'm smart, so I ordered noodles!"

Li Weiran grinned, looked at the lunch box on Zhao Mingcheng's table and said happily, "Oh, it's really good, it's very good."

Zhao Mingcheng was very proud, and began to lift the lid of the lunch box with the corners of his mouth tilted: "Actually, if you want me to say, the plane meals all taste the same, even if they are unpalatable, they can be regarded as the highest state of unpalatable. If I eat both, I am also convinced."

Li Weiran shook his head, stretched out a fork, poked a mouthful of the noodles, and began to chew, enjoying the taste: "You don't understand, the plane meal has the second advantage of the plane meal. For example, the small bread that comes with it is always very good, and the jam is also very delicious. I once ate the beef jerky issued by Air China, ah, it tasted so delicious, it made me feel like I was full of beef, and it took me a long time to restrain myself from asking the flight attendant for a few more packs."

Zhao Mingcheng immediately handed him his own bread and jam: "Here, take them all. Your level of foodie is really extraordinary."

Li Weiran was in such a messy mood, he couldn't remember the fairy dream he had just now, and scooped up the beef rice with a spoon: "Do you want to eat something? I think it tastes good."

Like Lin Daiyu, Zhao Mingcheng picked up a few noodles with a fork, and reluctantly put them into his mouth with disgust: "I'm not interested, unless you feed me."

As soon as he finished speaking, a spoon full of beef rice was brought to his mouth.

Zhao Mingcheng was taken aback for a moment: "So not shy?"

Li Weiran raised his head: "Whoever is afraid of who has gone abroad."

Zhao Mingcheng opened his mouth to eat, and felt that it was not as unpalatable as he imagined.

I was trying my best to learn how to feel the beauty of airplane meals, when suddenly I heard Li Weiran let out a low cry, followed by coughing and coughing.

Zhao Mingcheng quickly threw the fork to give him a break: "You said it's not a dragon's liver and a phoenix marrow, and no one is robbing you, why are you so anxious!"

Li Weiran was staring at his left hand, his face was flushed.

Zhao Mingcheng took a look along his line of sight before realizing it.

"Oh, I put it on for you when you fell asleep, but then I fell asleep myself, so I forgot..."

There is a diamond ring on the ring finger of the left hand. It has a very low-key and simple design. The diamond is not too big. There is no diamond setting. A small one is embedded in the ring body, and there are several broken diamonds scattered around it.

Li Weiran's head was buzzing, and he saw Zhao Mingcheng put his left ring finger together: "Look, it's exactly the same, everyday style, and can be worn in normal times. But consider the nature of our work, let's go home." In the future, it may have to be put away and pressed at the bottom of the box. So take advantage of the honeymoon now and wear it for a few more days.”

Police Officer Li's face was as red as a big strawberry, and it took him a long time to say, "That one looks better than the one I bought."

Zhao Mingcheng didn't respond: "What?"

Li Weiran reached into the inner pocket of his coat and took out a box.

Zhao Mingcheng grinned more and more: "You also bought the ring?"

"I originally wanted my brother to be a witness." Li Weiran muttered, "But it doesn't matter, it's just a formality anyway."

Zhao Mingcheng reached out and snatched the box, and opened it to see a pair of rose gold diamond rings. The style was not complicated, and the diamond rings were inlaid with a pattern. I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional. One looked like a "Z" and the other looked like an "L". .

Zhao Mingcheng's heart skipped a beat: "You made it?"

"It is said that this ring has 26 models with 26 letters, so I chose these two letters." Li Weiran blinked, raised his hand and took another mouthful of food.

Zhao Mingcheng thinks that his Weiran baby is usually soft and cute, but the CPU should be pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.When things happen, you don't talk about it, and you don't show it on your face, but you know it clearly in your heart, you can't hide it from him, and you can't deceive him, unless he is willing to let you hide it and be deceived by you.

How lucky that he was the one who made him willing.

They found a hotel near the Sydney Opera House. Like the most typical Chinese tourists, they went to famous scenic spots and took famous photos.

Li Weiran has completely become a hand-off shopkeeper, regardless of all the itinerary, the reason is "you didn't tell me that you are coming to Australia".

When Zhao Mingcheng said that you are beautiful, you are right.

In fact, he didn't do any strategy. He just slept in the hotel until he woke up naturally, opened the curtains and looked at the opera house not far away, and then randomly picked a famous tourist attraction in the city to go shopping.

The most important task is to find a restaurant, a restaurant that can eat Australian king crab.

When seeing the first Australian king crab, Li Weiran was so happy that the curly hair was messy, staring at the big crab, not knowing what to do.

Zhao Mingcheng dug out the lobster meat and gave it to him: "Don't keep staring at the crabs, lobsters are delicious too."

Li Weiran hugged Uncle Zhao on the left and crab legs on the right, feeling like he was in heaven.

It wasn't until he was lying on the bed at night that he thought of asking, "Isn't it the destination of your dreams? You've been here before if you're so casual?"

Zhao Mingcheng put his arms around his shoulders, and said very satisfied: "If you come here, you have come here, there is no casual or not. Ah! I finally realized my dream!"

Li Weiran was also excited: "Ah! My dream has finally come true! Such a big crab leg!"

The two laughed for a while.

Li Weiran touched Zhao Mingcheng's arm: "My brother asked me to take you to the United States to get married."

Zhao Mingcheng twirled his fingertips, and there was a black satin-like temptation in his voice: "Is this a marriage proposal?"

"The rings are taken away, do you still want to say no?" Li Weiran smiled with her eyes closed.

Zhao Mingcheng smiled softly: "Mine is more expensive than yours."

Li Weiran didn't care: "What's the point, anyway, you've already been locked up by me."

Zhao Mingcheng adjusted his posture and lay down comfortably: "Okay, since the honeymoon is over and the baby is about to be born, it's not too late to get married."

Li Weiran kept laughing, he didn't know what he remembered.

Zhao Mingcheng stretched out his hand to tickle him: "Make you laugh! Make you laugh!"

Li Weiran gritted his teeth and did not hide, stretched out his hand to grab Zhao Mingcheng's wrist and pinched it, hehehehehe said: "Do you think my brother will call you brother and sister?"

Zhao Mingcheng was taken aback for a moment, then raised his hand to press his shoulder, and leaned into his ear to threaten: "Do you know what orthopedic surgeons are best at?"

Li Weiran looked disdainful: "I'll give someone a bone, why, do you think you can beat me?"

The corners of Zhao Mingcheng's mouth hooked up, and he smiled in a very standard middle-two style of evil charm and madness, and stated with a low voice: "Wrong, if you want to set bones, you must first learn how to tear them apart."

It was Li Weiran's turn to be stunned, his big eyes flickering at the person.

Zhao Mingcheng's hands froze, and before he could react, he was crushed on his body, and he couldn't move his hands anymore.

Li Weiran was so proud that his curly hair was shaking wildly, he buried his body and blew on his neck: "What, want to rebel?"