Tell the child that Jun Ling got up and comforted the big boy again. He put his hands on Yin Ning’s shoulders and looked at Yin Ning’s lips with a smile. "Take care of yourself, I will be back later." Then Jun Ling kissed Yin Ning’s forehead and said "Bye-bye."
"Bye-bye"
Yin Ningluo watched Jun Ling leave. Sometimes she thought he was too melodramatic. She was always used to treating her like a child. She always took care of herself, but she turned herself into a child because he cared about her.
The right arm was shaken by Yin Ning’s eyes, and when she saw her innocent smiling face, she asked "What’s the matter?"
God bless you, but "Mom and Dad love you very much."
"I know," Yin Ning smiled and walked back with God-bless hands.
Yin Ningluo is an elegant girl. If she has nothing to do on weekdays, she will soak in the room to watch or write calligraphy to precipitate her mood.
After seeing Jun Lingyin off, he took the little guy to the kitchen with him. On the pear-blossom wooden table, he spread a layer of rice paper, ironed it with a brush, and grinded it to ask Jun Tianyou to learn Chinese calligraphy.
Although it is not as vigorous and powerful as a man when he writes brush strokes, Yin Ningluo’s brush strokes are delicate, independent, soft and rigid.
Soon Yin Ningluo was writing Li Shangyin’s famous sentence on the rice paper, with fifty strings on the golden end. each with its flower-like fret an interval of youth Zhuang Sheng dreamed of a butterfly, the spring-heart of Emperor Wang is crying in a cuckoo was in tears, and blue fields are breathing their jade to the sun and a moment that ought to have lasted for ever was already disconsolate at that time.
Unconsciously, Yin Ningluo didn’t know that he would write such a poem with a faint sadness.
Beside Jun Tianyou, although he couldn’t understand it, his mother always applauded, "Mom, your calligraphy is so powerful."
The little guy’s cheerful voice changed back to Yin Ningluo’s free thoughts and saw what she had written. Only then did Yin Ningluo realize that she had written poems that were not suitable for children to read.
Forget it, change another song.
Remove Yin Ningluo from the poem just now and re-write a famous poem about willow by He Zhizhang.
Jasper is dressed up as a tree with ten thousand hanging green silk tapestries. I don’t know who cut out the fine leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. Yin Ningluo asked Tianyou to read this poem with himself, and then held him in his arms and taught him to write it with a brush.
This poem is also really suitable for the scenery. The breeze outside is slowly blowing, and the sunshine in the clouds is scattered through the glass of the room and falls to the table room. Yin Ningluo’s eyes are soft and his heart is in his arms. The little guy is in this situation until the years are quiet.
Li Jihe is wearing a black and white sportswear and a black baseball cap outside the gate with black paint, bronzing and carving, and his eyes are fast.
My eyes are almost looking through the door.
She has been lurking here for many days, thinking about being able to rob Zhang Yuxi halfway. I didn’t expect that a woman would not come out of the villa for several days in a row. Just now, she finally waited for the opportunity. Junling has left the villa. She thinks that Zhang Yuxi should be left alone in the villa now. If she goes in to find Zhang Yuxi now, it should not be difficult.
So Li Jihe knocked on the villa door, and soon she saw an old man coming out of the communication room through an iron gate and asked Li Jihe, "Who are you looking for, Miss?"
Li Jihe smiled. "Hello, old man. My name is Xiao He. Your wife and sister just came from the city and want to see her. Would you please come to the door?"
Tong Bo wondered if he had a sister when he saw the lady in front of his eyes. I haven’t heard of it.
Li Jihe saw the old man’s suspicion, so he further added, "Old man, just tell my wife that I know her name is Zhang Yuxi, and she will know who I am and will definitely let me in."
Tong Bo doesn’t know anything about Zhang Yuxi, but he doesn’t seem to be lying when he looks at a strange woman. Jun Ling originally told her that whenever a lady sees a guest, she must make a phone call first, and inform him that Yan Jun Ling just left, and a strange woman came. Tong Bo had a bad feeling, so he first dealt with the strange woman outside the door and made a phone call to Jun Ling when he tried to delay.
"Well, you wait here first, and I’ll ask madam." Tong Bo threw a word and went back to the communication room.
This is the first time that Li Jihe has seen such a luxurious villa in ambush for many days. Although it is on location, it is enough to shock her.
What a big villa! I can’t believe that Zhang Yuxi’s life is so good. Three years ago, she didn’t kill her. Three years later, she returned to darling daughter, and there are still men who don’t dislike her willingness to spoil her. Compared with Sunrise Villa, this villa just covers an area of many times larger, and the purple lavender looks like a fairyland in a dream all the way from the gate. All this is the dream of every girl, so beautiful that Li Jihe is envious.
In the communication room, Tong Bo’s sharp eagle eyes looked at the woman outside through the glass window and dialed Jun Ling’s private mobile phone.
Jun Ling, the president’s office of your regiment, was sitting at his desk processing files when his private cell phone rang.
Junling’s private mobile phone mainly comes from two sources. One is that Yin Ningluo personally called, and the other is that the housekeeper at home called to report to him that there was news of Yin Ningluo.
Now the screen shows that Yin Ning has a home.
There seems to be a bad feeling that Jun Ling Mei Feng puckered up.
"hello"
"Sir?" The end sounded old and old.
"What is it, Tong Bo?"
"Well, sir, as soon as you left outside this morning, a strange woman came. She said she was a lady and her sister called Xiao He wanted to see her."
younger sister
Xiaohe
Jun Ling chewed these two words repeatedly in his mind, and soon he came to the answer Li Jihe.
"Oh, yes, she also said that she knew the lady’s name was Zhang Yuxi." Tong Bo didn’t hear Jun Ling back for a long time, so he continued to add.
It’s Li Jihe. That’s right.
Jun Ling got up from her chair and asked, "Did you see clearly that she was alone?"
"Yes," said Tong Bo.
"Good Tong Bo, listen, you can’t let her in. Ma ‘am doesn’t have a sister, and now you immediately transfer the home video to me and send it to my mailbox." Jun Ling ordered.
"Yes" Tong Bo received Jun Ling’s command and immediately transferred the video to Jun Ling. At the end of the office, Jun Ling’s mobile phone didn’t hang up. He hit his brain and received Tong Bo’s video. Soon Li Jihe’s furtive appearance appeared in the video.
It’s really her
Jun Ling stared at the brain screen, and his black eyes became deeper and deeper. It was like a big wave scouring the river. He took Li Jihe out of the screen and swallowed it on his desk. His hand gradually clenched the back of his hand, and the veins stood out suddenly.
Jun Ling picked up private words and said directly to her, "Tell her your company address and let her come and see me."
"yes"
When Li Jihe saw Tong Bo coming out, his eyes were full of expectation that he would let her in, so Li Jihe asked with joy, "How did you tell your wife? She agreed to let me in."
Tong Bo was dressed in a black Tang suit and his face was so calm that Li Jihe couldn’t guess the clue. A piece of paper was handed out through the carved door for a moment. Tong Bo said coldly, "Madam didn’t want to see you. This is the address of Mr. Wang’s company. My husband asked you to see him."
Li Jihe took the address and missed a beat. She never thought that Junling wanted to see her.