Los Angeles, USA.

Yang Liu packed her bags and boarded the plane back to China with her child. She didn't want her daughter to spend the first Spring Festival abroad, although she didn't know how to face her family.

The 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, the Little New Year.

The company was on holiday, and Yang Liu called Lao Yang and said that he wanted to go back to his hometown during the Chinese New Year, so Lao Yang was going to say goodbye to a few old guys and go back to his hometown in Shandong.

"I'm going to my hometown. Yang Liu is going to come back for the New Year, and he also said he wants to give me a surprise..." Lao Yang said with a smile.

The old guys here got married and had children, and the others didn't get married for various reasons.

Lao Chen: "..."

Lao Bu: "..."

Lao Wang: “…”

Is he showing off?

Absolutely!

hateful!

Several people looked at Wang Siyu who was practicing the piano. Wang Siyu felt the malicious gazes of the masters and subconsciously shrank his neck.

You have a daughter, we have an apprentice!

"Or, you guys go back with me and let's have a lively New Year?" Lao Yang suggested.

"OK!"

Several people from the Duckling Lang band nodded in agreement.

Lao Yang's mouth twitched. He was so polite. You really agreed!

Didn't hesitate even if he was fucking hesitating?

Hao Shuai and Hao Duoyu both went back to accompany their parents. Wang Siyu couldn't spend the New Year with them. What's the point of being the only group of widowed elderly people?

Do you spend your whole life with these instruments?

When Qin Yuwei took Wang Siyu away, Chen Xianhe told her that they were going back to their hometown for the New Year. After the New Year came, they would ask her to come. Qin Yuwei nodded to show that she understood.

In the past few months, Wang Siyu has changed a lot, matured a lot, and gained a lot of knowledge. Especially after attending Hao Duoyu's concert, she became more confident and her eyes became more determined, as if she had found her own direction in her life.

The concert not only shocked Hao Shuai, but also touched Wang Siyu.

It seems that it is a wise expression to let her learn musical instruments with Chen Xianhe.

Not to mention 200,000 yuan a year, even 1 million yuan is worth it!

Chinese parents are willing to spend money on their children’s education.

"Then I wish all teachers a happy new year in advance." Qin Yuwei said with a smile.

"Happy New Year."

After saying goodbye to Qin Yuwei and his daughter, the people from the Shitshelang Band drove back to Lao Yang's hometown.

On the 25th day of the New Year, Lao Yang's house was cleaned up, and several old men were lying on the chair and basking in the sun leisurely.

During this period, they followed Hao Duoyu to conduct a national concert, but they were so busy that they had such a leisurely time that they didn't even touch the musical instruments.

The sun shines on your body warmly, and you don’t want to move as you feel comfortable.

"Oh, no, I have to go to the bathroom..." Lao Yang stood up and said.

Several people: "..."

When I get old, I am useless, and even the second child is out of control.

Just look at Lao Yang and you will know that you are urinating frequently and urinating urgently and urinating...

"I didn't feel it at first. After he said this, I wanted to go..." Lao Wang also stood up and said.

The remaining Lao Chen and Lao Bu looked at each other and became a little entangled.

Say you don't want to?

I really didn't want to.

Say you want to?

I didn't think so, but it seemed to be a little bit.

Let's just solve it together.

The two of them also coughed twice in embarrassment, got up and walked towards the toilet together.

Old Chen couldn't help but sigh at the drizzle of "raindrops". Time is so unforgiving!

If this were the case before, it would have been more than two meters long.

Now?

Don't mention it, it's good to wet your shoes without peeing.

At this time, a knock on the door sounded, and several people quickly put on their pants and walked towards the door.

Old Yang said with a happy look on his face, "Is Yang Liu back?"

Open the door and Yang Liu, who was holding the child, stood outside the door. In addition to the child, she also pushed a suitcase.

Lao Yang was stunned when he saw Yang Liu holding a child.

How long has it been since I saw you, and you have a child?

Could it be a foreigner?

If it is a foreigner, will he recognize it?

He began to get entangled.

Although Lao Yang is a rock singer, he is still very conservative in some aspects. He cannot accept that his son-in-law is a foreigner, which is absolutely not allowed.

But now I have cooked rice with raw rice. Do I eat it myself?

His mouth opened, trying to say something, but he didn't say anything, his hands kept trembling.

Not only Lao Yang was stunned, but also Lao Chen and the others were stunned.

I promised to give a surprise, is this a surprise?

A child?

It was a big surprise.

It was still her who came back with the child alone, which shows a lot of problems.

Old Chen reacted first, took the child from her hand, looked over, and saw that it was black hair and yellow skin, and the heart hanging on him finally let go.

He was afraid that he would not accept it if he saw people with dark hair, yellow hair, or yellow skin, except for black hair, yellow skin.

The sleeping baby has a fat face and is particularly cute. A milky smell comes from the baby. Old Chen smiled and said, "So cute!"

After hearing this, a few people hurriedly walked up and looked.

"Wow, so cute, boys, girls?"

Several people asked in a low voice when they were afraid of waking her up.

"Girl."

“It’s so cute…”

"This is too beautiful, right? You must be a beauty when you grow up!"

“…”

Several old men praised without hesitation that their girlish hearts were flooded.

When Lao Yang heard their praise, he didn't move.

Very cute and beautiful?

I heard that a mixed-race boy is not smart and has a good appearance. She is not a mixed-race boy, right?

Lao Yang was thinking about it.

"Dad, don't you take a look?" Yang Liu said.

Lao Yang's throat rolled for a moment, and he didn't say anything, but looked at Chen Xianhe's back. He walked over slowly and started looking.

The first time he saw it, he felt relieved.

Looking at the hair and face, I am an Asian.

"Where is her dad?" Lao Yang asked.

"Uh, we are not married and we have broken up." Yang Liu lied.

After hearing this, Lao Yang's forehead leaped with blue veins, not sure if he was worried about his daughter or wanted to beat the irresponsible man.

"Is her father Asian?" Lao Yang asked again.

"Yeah, from China, my classmate."

"kindness."

Old Yang took it from Old Chen and hugged it carefully. Looking at the sleeping little guy, a smile appeared on his face.
Chapter completed!