One Hundred and Fifty-Six How Old Is Your Daughter

"The bonus of being a soldier for a lifetime is all on this."

Zhan Lian took off his shoes and went into the room, walked to the edge of the sofa, turned around, patted the back of the sofa, and showed off to the old cat who was walking towards the inner room:

"How about this sofa?"

It's soft, it's still leather, and it's big. When he came back in the middle of autumn that year, he hugged his ex-wife and made it on the sofa once, and the taste was so ecstatic...

"I said Ah Lian, how old are your children? I haven't heard you talk about it before."

The old cat stood at the door of the second bedroom, staring into the bedroom, as if asking such a question casually, Zhan Lian ignored him, didn't know what he was talking about, just turned back from the sofa, and planned to go to the master bedroom to look for it. Seeing if there was any trace of his ex-wife, passing by the old cat, he heard the old cat say again,

"Your ex-wife is quite thoughtful. The house is full of real flowers. Your children live in fairy tales every day."

Zhan Lian was so stunned, he tilted his head, stood behind the old cat, looked into the room from the old cat's shoulder, and saw the powder snow mountain all over the place, it was so bright, pink In the middle of the sea of ​​​​flowers, there is a white crib with a small wind chime on the head of the bed. When the wind blows outside the window, the wind chime tinkles.

In such a crisp ringtone, Zhan Lian's knife-cut face suddenly turned pale and pale, more useful than any whitening product. He took two steps back in disbelief, turned around suddenly, and rushed in. Master bedroom, shouted,

"Wife!"

No one answered him. On the bed of the two, there were some messy documents, real estate certificate, divorce agreement, and a book or something. Zhan Lian started to tremble. , that is, the bullets flying from the opposite side, the battle has never shaken like this.

As for the old cat, seeing Zhan Lian like this, his comrades-in-arms for many years had a tacit understanding, so he didn't need to ask carefully. He frowned, walked into the baby room, searched for clues in the baby room, and carried a few small-month-old babies. clothes and walked into the master bedroom.

Seeing Zhan Lian sitting on the edge of the bed, trembling and flipping through a book, the old cat walked over, and on his thick hands, two fingers held a baby monk's uniform that was too small, and pointed to it. The pink flower, said to Zhan Lian:

"How old is your daughter?"

Zhan Lian didn't answer him. He trembled with his hands and covered the last page of the manuscript in his hand. The handwriting hurt his eyes. Then he thought about it, raised his pale face like gold, and murmured. lips,

"About...a month and a half."

"what."

The old cat raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhan Lian with some playfulness. Looking at the painful look on his face, the smile on the old cat's face slowly dissolved in the serious look, and then turned around and said nothing. , went to look for the clues left by An Ran and the child for Zhan Lian.

After being a brother for so many years, what happened to Zhan Lian, the old cat still doesn't know, looking at Zhan Lian, I'm afraid he doesn't know that his ex-wife gave birth to a daughter for him. This problem is serious. People came all the way from the Great Northwest, and they also saw many tragic stories of broken families and people, and Zhan Lian was also mentally prepared for An Ran's life and death.

But now that a child is involved, the nature is different. If the child and An Ran live together, Zhan Lian will spend his entire life and have to find these two people. If the child and An Ran die together, Zhan Lian... I will live with endless regrets for the rest of my life.