Chapter 1272 Start the Assessment
Chapter 1272 Start the assessment
Three days later, Zong Zhan, Jin Rong and others left Nanyang one after another.
Under Duan Shuyuan's ear, Li San and Nan Yu decided to obtain the certificate first and then discuss the wedding.
As Li Qiao said, the Li family is happy to see their marriage succeed.
Only, Nan Yu has been thinking about one thing, and that is where Bai Chan has gone.
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Time is like water, after Xiao Shangyin's second birthday, the assessment in the dark hall is only a few days away.
The most nervous thing is Yin Mo. The closer the assessment is, the more uncertain she will be.
On Tuesday, there are three days before the Friday assessment.
Before nine o'clock, Yin Mo ran to the Huandao mansion with his computer on his back.
At this time, Li Qiao hadn't left the house yet, seeing Yin Moru's face facing the enemy, she smiled and joked, "Second Sister, don't be nervous."
Yin Mo put the computer by his lap, and said solemnly, "I'm afraid I'll embarrass you."
"Won't."
Yin Mo seems to be very unconfident. The long life of a housewife has made her lose her previous self-confidence and demeanor.
Li Qiao looked down at the time, "I can't accompany you, if you want to practice shooting, I'll ask Luo Yu to take you to the shooting range in the backyard."
"Yeah, I'll practice by myself, so go get busy."
Li Qiao patted her on the shoulder, turned around and went out the door.
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In the Renhe laboratory, the mouse Phytophthora is drawing blood, and Li Qiao is wearing a white coat, leaning against the door frame and quietly looking at his test report.
"Xiao Li, there is indeed a problem with his immune system. In the comparative data of the horizontal test, he is missing an indicator."
Hearing the sound, Shang Lu asked eagerly, "Sister-in-law, can I still be saved?"
"Cooperate well, maybe it can be saved." Li Qiao closed the report and handed it to the researcher beside her, "For the last half a month, you stay in Nanyang first, remember to tell Dad."
Shanglu pressed the needle's eye and nodded hastily, "Okay, I'll call Dad right now."
Li Qiao's current research focus is on Phytophthora's skin immune system. No matter what the final research results are, she must fight for her silly brother.
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At the same time, He Chen also accidentally received a call from Ah Yong, "Is she going to the mansion again?"
"Yes, Madam went out at 8:30, but she didn't bring the young master and young lady with her. She went by herself, saying she wanted to practice marksmanship."
The gloomy expression between He Chen's brows receded a bit, "Well, you stay safe, I'll go back when I have time."
Ah Yong hung up the phone, feeling very strange.
Sometimes he felt that brother Chen was particularly resistant to his wife going to the mansion, but just now he didn't seem to have any reaction.
Ah Yong thought about it carefully, and guessed that the problem might be with the child.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, He Chen drove to the mansion himself.
Hearing that Yin Mo was practicing marksmanship, he went straight to the shooting range.
However, when he pushed open a crack in the door, he didn't hear a gunshot, but instead saw a big, three small, and a silly tiger sitting on the ground... playing Lego.
He Chen held the doorknob, looked coldly at A Yong behind him, "Didn't you tell me that the child wasn't brought?"
Ayong explained without embarrassment, "It is true that Madam did not bring the child. She sent someone to send the child."
He Chen squeezed his forehead and closed his eyes, wanting to punch him.
After a while, the man walked up to Yin Mo's back, and said calmly, "Baby, it's good for you to play more Lego, it's educational."
Yin Mo didn't hear He Chen's voice, turned his head and pulled off his trousers, "Honey, why are you here?"
"I'm free." He Chen squatted down, pinched Yin Mo's cheek and tugged twice, "Finished marksmanship training?"
Yin Mo nodded, "Ten shots and ten rings should not embarrass Qiaoqiao."
His wife is Li Qiao's fan, and his daughter is Shang Yin's fan.
He Chen felt that this fucking life was really helpless.
After more than half an hour, Li Qiao and Shang Yu came back.
He Chen walked into the function room and looked at the man straight to the point: "Shang Shaoyan, I advise you to have a second child."
"reason?"
He Chen pouted towards the living room, "Hurry up and give birth to a younger sister for my godson, he needs it."
Shang Yu drank his wine glass and hooked his lips intriguingly, "When did you get so small?"
"Heh." He Chen sneered, "You still have the fucking face to tell me, when you have a daughter, I'll see how you react."
daughter……
Shang Yu turned his head to look at He Yanmo in the living room, a soft, beautiful daughter like Li Qiao.
At this moment, the man's heart twitched slightly, his eyes were deep and he didn't know what he was thinking.
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Two days later, Thursday evening.
Yanhuang's convoy started from around the island and went straight to Nanyang Mansion.
I haven't been back for nearly two years, and the car is driving on the ring road of Nanyang Mountain, and the plants and trees gradually overlap with the pictures in my memory.
Nanyang Mansion, surrounded by green hills.
Xiao Shangyin stood by the platform and looked around, his big eyes filled with curiosity.
And the most excited one might be the white tiger, who lived on the island in the middle of the city for a long time, and couldn't let go of his wild nature. After getting off the car, he ran around like having fun.
Tomorrow is the assessment day, and we will take a helicopter from the mansion to the valley early in the morning.
He Chen and Yin Mo also followed, returning to the familiar Nanyang Mountain, everyone's heart was filled with strange feelings.
It carries many of their memories, and it is also the place where many people's stories begin.
Walking into the living room, it is still as clean as new.
Li Qiao strolled to the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the mountains in the distance with calm and distant eyes.
Behind her, there was a warmth approaching, and Shang Yu stroked the top of her head, "Want to come back?"
"A little bit." Li Qiao leaned sideways on the man's shoulder.
Maybe people are nostalgic for the past, and revisiting the old place will inevitably bring up some melancholy thoughts.
Shang Yu looked down at her, his eyes were as deep as the sea of ink, "Move back."
"No need." Li Qiao curved her lips and smiled, "It's also very good to go around the island. I can come back often when I have time in the future."
The man put her shoulders on her shoulders and tightened his embrace, "Well, it's up to you."
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The next day, at seven o'clock, the helicopter took off from the Nanyang Mansion and landed on the valley apron in the dark hall after a 20-minute flight.
Shang Yu held the cub with one hand and Li Qiao with the other, with He Chen and Yin Mo beside him.
The iron gate in the mountain was opened, and Zuo Xuan and Zuo Tang greeted each other with smiles, "Master, Madam, Brother Chen, Madam He."
Xiao Shangyin waved his hands politely, "Uncle Zuo, Aunt Zuo."
Through the tunnel, a group of people came to the lobby.
Zuo Xuan said at the right time: "Master, the assessment of the first hall is ready."
"Well, let's get started."
He Chen led Yin Mo to the underground information room familiarly, while Li Qiao and Shang Yu sat in the monitoring area to watch the battle.
"It's been a long time since I've been active. Just try your best to fight in the jungle in Santang." The man didn't care about Yin Mo's ability to interact with information. Instead, he grabbed Li Qiao's hand and told him in a deep voice.
Li Qiao glanced at the monitoring screen distractedly, raised her eyebrows flamboyantly, "I may not be fighting alone."
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Li San Nam Tzu's life is over, and the wedding will not be detailed.
Li Er Mojue does not have a separate episode.
After Li Qiao's assessment is over, she may write about Bai Yan, or she may go straight to the last episode, the era of the second child.
Except for the second child, if you have a special episode you want to read, you can leave a message in this chapter, and I will read and write.
6000, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!