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Tang Que, the Holy Mother and the Second, picked up a five-year-old boy, and then he found that his life had been changed inexplicably...

"Father, go buy a lottery ticket, you will win." A Fu raised his little bun face and rubbed against Tang Que's leg.

"Okay." Tang Que, who loves his son like his life, ran to buy a 20 yuan lottery ticket.

"What? You won?" Tang Que, who lived to be 27 years old and never won a prize, was confused by the TV and silk in front of him.

"Father, don't lend him any money, he's a big villain." Little Ah Fu clenched Tang Que's hand tightly, looking at the visitor with big black eyes vigilantly.

"Hehe." Tang Que smiled helplessly at his old classmate whom he hadn't seen for several years, "I'm sorry." A week later, Tang Que looked at the familiar faces in the newspaper in a daze,

Next to it is a huge news headline "A certain man escaped after borrowing all the money from his old classmates!" Ah Fu, you are really my lucky star. "

Tang Que patted Ah Fu's head with a smile. "Of course." Ah Fu proudly took a bite of the marshmallow in his hand,

"With Ah Fu around, Dad will always have good luck." In short, this is a story about the two slaves of the Holy Mother leading a little bun to fall in love with a black-bellied man.Warm and sweet, not cruel

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Search keywords: Protagonists: Tang Que, A Fu, Yue Xiangnan┃Supporting roles: Tang Ping, Xiaomeihua┃Others: Fuxing, Xiaobaozi

"Lucky Stars from Heaven" Author: Bise Weiju

Picked up a lucky doll

Tang Que was a man of the Holy Mother and Two, and everyone who knew him said so.

When Tang Que was young, he always wondered about his own name. Why did other people's names contain the good expectations of his parents, but what did he have to lack?

The little Tang Que ran to ask his father, he really wanted to be like the elder brother next door, his name was Hai or Wen, he sounded domineering, at least he had to be called Tang Duoduo.

Papa Tang, who came back from playing cards outside, waved his hand impatiently, pushed his son aside, and explained perfunctorily, "The fortune teller said that your life is very good. You have everything, and it's better to be short."

Although Tang Que didn't understand where his fate was, his optimistic nature still made him go away contentedly. His father said that his fate was good.

Later, when his mother passed away in a car accident, and his father brought in his lover who had been raised outside for two years, along with a bottle of oil, Tang Que comforted himself, his father said, my life is good.

It's a pity that Tang Que's life never got better. In the third year of junior high school, his father passed away suddenly, and his stepmother fled the house overnight with money, leaving him and his younger brother Tang Ping, who was four years younger, to depend on each other.

Tang Que didn't go to high school anymore, but hastily chose the most famous technical secondary school in the area. He had to work earlier so that he could afford his younger brother's education. look at him.

At that time, there was no word for the Holy Mother, but people who knew them praised him for his kindness and righteousness to his face, but secretly called him a fool behind his back.

Naturally, Tang Que didn't know about this, and happily went to the technical secondary school to study architecture for three years, and then simply went down to the construction site for Tang Ping to study.In those few years, he was really struggling. The technical secondary school taught only book knowledge, and the learning atmosphere was not good, and the teachers were unwilling to teach more. When Tang Que came to the construction site, he was a blank sheet of paper. No, the person who invited him in shook his head.

It sounds nice to be an assistant to the construction supervisor, but in fact he is not as good as a handyman. He wears an orange hat and keeps shuttling around the construction site every day, and he doesn't even have time to drink.Year after year, relying on his salary, Tang Ping finished junior high school, high school, and entered university.

Fortunately, the master who took him was a good man. Seeing that he worked hard and didn't hide his secrets, he taught him a lot and forced him to finish his night school junior college.

Sometimes Tang Que was in a trance. For a whole ten years, his best time was spent on one construction site after another, but those high-rise buildings had nothing to do with him at all.

Tang Que's salary is not high, and he saves it to Tang Ping after deducting his basic living expenses every month. In the past, it was directly paid to him, but now it is remitted to his bank card, and he has no savings. An old house with two bedrooms and one living room left by my father.

However, what Tang Que lacks most is optimism. Before he could turn his pessimistic thoughts twice, he went out to show off to his colleagues. His younger brother is a real college student. They are also authentic college students, the first college students from their Tang family.

The colleague who was familiar with him also smiled and said compliments, and kindly reminded him that he is a college student, so he no longer needs to send him living expenses, and gloated and scolded him twice in his heart as an idiot.

Tang Que didn't refute, but still insisted on remitting money every month, and then counted the small savings in his passbook, thinking that when the time came, he would gather it together and give his younger brother a job as a gift.

Tang Que is very stupid. He never gets angry when he suffers a loss. He looks like a master who abuses good people, but his heart is brighter than anyone else. Who said that suffering a loss is not a blessing? God will never treat kind-hearted and hardworking people badly. Man, he's a big man, and he doesn't lack in strength, so what's wrong with helping others?Especially when that person is his biological brother.

Some people saw that Tang Que was a bully, so they deliberately approached Tang Que to take advantage of him, coaxing him to treat him or take some food from him from time to time, but they kept their hands tightly shut.Tang Que wasn't angry either. After being quarreled with them twice, he knew the tricks were getting tricky, so he simply stayed away from them and lived a small life by himself.

Tang Que, who was poor and unable to make money, naturally became an older youth, and he didn't even have a first love.But he is not in a hurry, his father said at the beginning that his life is good, and these things will be given to him at some point in time - although he has not had a good life in the past 27 years.

Tang Que lived his life happily, but maybe as he said, God really realized it after forgetting him for a long time, and then waved his hand and sent him a surprise.Well, well, that's how the story started.

Tang Que likes to go shopping at the Wal-Mart supermarket 08 meters away from home on Saturday night at 30:100, because they always rush to release a batch of special fruits and vegetables, sometimes it is his favorite dragon fruit. The time is already weary, but all in all, this is a very cost-effective time, especially for people with little money.

Naturally, Tang Que must go there every week, but this time his luck was not very good. The discounts were all things he didn't like. A big watermelon was put into the shopping cart, and he was thinking about whether to get up early tomorrow morning to go to the West District Farmer's Market to buy some fresh vegetables, when suddenly his legs were hugged.

Tang Que lowered his head in surprise, a pink and tender boy in a festive red short-sleeved Tang suit hugged his thigh, staring at him desperately with big black eyes.

"Father." The soft and waxy child's voice sounded like a bolt from the blue to Tang Que.

Dad, Dad?Tang Que hurriedly pulled his leg away, gently trying to pull him away, "Did you get lost with Dad? I'll take you to the radio station to find Dad, okay?"

The little boy was about four or five years old, and he articulated clearly, and his clear childish voice clearly reached his ears, "You are my father. Dad, don't leave Ah Fu behind."

Tang Que rubbed the back of his head, he was in trouble, he was sure that the child was lost, and for some reason he still insisted that he was his father, could it be that he and his father looked alike?

"Hey, I'll take you to the radio station and ask auntie to help you find your father, okay?" Tang Que was very tall, with a 1.8-meter-two figure, he easily picked up the child who was obviously not light, and even turned him upside down.

It was probably the first time for the little boy to be lifted so high, he hugged his neck excitedly, and shouted happily again, "Dad, I want to eat watermelon."

The little boy was very cute, with two black grape-like eyeballs wet on his soft white bun face, he looked like a good fortune boy in a New Year picture, almost melted Tang Que's heart.

"What a cute boy, what a young father." A girl next to him saw it, and couldn't help but stepped forward to pinch the boy's round face, "He looks so cute, he looks exactly like his father."

Tang Que was already good-looking, with a tall stature, fair skin that wouldn't get dark even in the sun, and big black eyes that were as black as ink. I don't know how many people envied and hated him. At first glance, he was almost like a little boy. Big version.

"Sister, I'm five years old." Probably hurt by being pinched, the little boy pursed his red mouth, but he still answered obediently before turning and leaning on Tang Que's shoulder, "Dad, I'm going home."

Tang Que couldn't see the child being wronged the most. While patting him on the back and coaxing him, he apologized to the girl and then walked towards the service desk. Although he liked the child, he had to help him find his real father.

The girl at the service desk had just started working, and she was very enthusiastic. As soon as she heard what he said, she immediately prepared to broadcast to find someone, but the little boy grabbed her by the corner of her clothes. here?"

"Eh?" Immediately, the eyes of condemnation shot at Tang Que, full of meaning that you are willing to abandon such a cute child!A few aunts almost rolled up their sleeves and rushed forward.

Tang Que spread his hands innocently, just wanting to show that he is really not the child's father