Gu Xiaojun's soft voice came over: "Uncle Gu is me, Xiaojun."

Fu Jingyi:?

Gu Xiaojun explained his whereabouts to Fu Jingyi, and Fu Jingyi's face was deep: "I will send someone to pick you up. Don't run around in the future, otherwise you will be sent back to the village."

When the young Chinese medicine doctor heard this, he exploded instantly.

This dog man, your son is not well taken care of, and he still wants to send his children back to the village at any time? Are the conditions in the village suitable for the children's growth?

The young Chinese medicine doctor was about to express his language to greet his ancestors, but Fu Jingyi had already hung up the phone.

Young Chinese medicine:

hetui! Dog man.

In the spacious and bright conference room, the meeting continued. But Fu Jingyi's heart had already floated to the distance. He could hear the voice just now, the master was Wen Qingtian.

He has a good memory and can remember everyone's voice. He just took a look at the variety show and remembered Wen Qingtian's voice.

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Wen Qingtian, who was scolding, reminded him of a young Chinese medicine doctor.

The young Chinese doctor glanced at the middle-aged housekeeper: "Didn't the child's father come?"

Beside the young Chinese medicine doctor, Gu Xiaojun's heart was warm, as if the missing part of his fate was finally filled. Gu Xiaojun lay on the bamboo chair, his eyes not blinking at the busy young Chinese medicine doctor.

Gu Xiaojun nodded in a cowardly manner, and secretly held the little Chinese doctor's right hand. The little Chinese doctor did not shake it away, but even pinched it gently.

The old butler wondered, does Xiaoxiao have a father?

At that time, Gu Xiaojun was particularly envious of the mother and daughter. The mother and daughter who were holding hands and going home under the sunset had an indescribable warmth. Gu Xiaojun dreamed that one day he could hold his parents' hands, bathe in the sunset, and walk towards home.

The sound of a car whistle came outside the house.

Gu Xiaojun was obviously reluctant to leave the young Chinese medicine doctor, and held her legs and refused to let go: "Auntie Qingtian, can Xiaojun take her sister to see you next time?"

Little Chinese medicine lip corner pressing down.

The young Chinese medicine doctor couldn't answer him, she wouldn't stay in this country for too long.

A black luxury car was parked outside the yard, and the old butler of the Fu family knocked on the door and said politely: "Miss Wen, I'll pick up the young master home."

Gu Xiaojun chatted with the young Chinese doctor in the yard.

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Holding the hand of the young Chinese doctor, he walked out the door happily.

Do traditional Chinese medicine like to use "Cordyceps sinensis" to curse people? Cordyceps sinensis, insects put insect eggs into the soil, and the larvae are filled with fungi after being infected. After the weather warms up, tender buds grow inside the insects, and eventually become the Chinese medicinal herb "Cordyceps sinensis".

The old butler shook his head: "No."

Is he thinking too much?

The young Chinese medicine doctor is obviously no longer alive.

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She could only say: "Let's go, I'll take you into the car."

"Didi--"

He especially likes to be with the young Chinese medicine doctor, likes to tilt his neck and watch the sun shine on her hair. He also likes to watch her walking on the stone slab, bent down and turn the medicinal materials over.

When I was with a young Chinese medicine doctor, I occasionally annoyed her, and she would use a series of Chinese herbal medicines to scold him.

Gu Xiaojun was immediately happy.

He used to be in Noah's Ark village, where there was a little girl of the same age as him. The little girl's mother was a researcher at the institute. At dusk, the little girl's mother would always hold the little girl's hand and walk home.

This secret dream may not be realized in my life.

However, now he can hold the hand of the young Chinese doctor, and he also feels happy to get close to his mother.

"Auntie Qingtian, can you continue to go back to the variety show?" Gu Xiaojun lay on the car window, begging pitifully, "Tianbao and I like watching your show the most. The bad director has left, no one dares to bully you."

After a pause, Gu Xiaojun pinched his fist and said in a slight voice: "If a bad guy bullies you, I will definitely let Grandpa Jin use atomic/bomb to get him! Let Grandpa Li assassinate him!"
Chapter completed!