Officer Yan added a question, "Zeze, do you get a share for your contribution of knowledge and brain cells? This chair can be sold for tens of millions of dollars!"
"Take it..."
Ozawa said, looking at Yan Jiayu with a confused expression on his IQ, "It has been paid to the account on schedule. The tuition fees for Yaya and Zhuangzhuang this semester, the nanny's salary for the year, and the salary for this year
I have paid all the water, electricity, natural gas and internet bills in advance..."
"I feel relieved now. Shu Ke Moutin"
Miss Yu looked relieved, clapped her hands, stood up, looked like she had solved all the problems, and started to happily greet everyone for dinner.
While saying hello, he was talking to himself.
"As long as you know how to collect money, that's good, that's good..."
Brother Ozawa, who was watching all this from behind, twitched his mouth wildly and expressed it in words——[
Half an hour after the meal, the family sat together and watched the phone. While Miss Yan was washing the fruit cutting plate, little Yaya circled her mouth and whispered to Brother Ze.
"How do you know that Mommy found out about the antique chair today and started preparing it before dinner?"
"Three doubts."
Brother Ozawa raised three fingers and said calmly and indifferently, "First, Mommy smells of dust. She must have gone to the corner of the storage room where unnecessary garbage is stored. And in that corner, if I remember correctly, there are
There are the remnants of the chair that was broken last time. Secondly, the person came to find
Mommy's young police detective from FB left the storage room today. I investigated and found out that he is a member of the FB identification department. What is certain is that Mommy saw him today and entrusted him with work. Therefore, it is 30/50.
Mention the possibility of the chair. Third."
Ozawa paused, pointed to the information scattered on the computer table next to him, raised his eyebrows and said, "Mommy won't study antique information so carefully. Based on the above, it is very simple to guess."
After saying that, my younger sister was amazed. She counted with her fingers and sighed, "I have four ear tubes, my eyes can see in all directions, my mind is as careful as Conan's, I can rival Kindaichi in science and technology, I am erudite, smart and colorful, I am famous in the school."
The "fascination" of everyone, the good baby and little genius whom the teacher loves more than anything else, Brother Ze, don't you think your life is too perfect and there are no flaws at all?"
"defect……"
In response to sister Ya's praise, Brother Ozawa was not excited or happy. On the contrary, he darkened his eyes, looked at the back of his mother who was busy in the kitchen, pursed his lips and said slowly, "You, me, and
Zhuangzhuang, they all have a common flaw."
"A common flaw?" Yaya didn't understand, "What is it?"
"We can't have it, the ordinary thing that mommy looks forward to most."
Ozawa said calmly, with a little more melancholy at the corner of his mouth, "We will never be able to make up for it, maybe because of our appearance, we have caused all kinds of harm to mommy."
Yaya's body trembled, she turned around and looked at Yan Xiaoyu's figure in the kitchen, and also pursed her lips.
Only Brother Zhuangzhuang next to him was holding the Ultra Egg in his arms and shooting at the side. While shooting, he whispered, as if he was picking up their words or talking to himself -
—[
"I am Zhuangzhuang, my name is Hei Zhuangzhuang. My dad is the most loving and lovable person to me. I am also the most ordinary and patient Hei Zhuangzhuang. I want to represent dad and eliminate you, tu tu tu tu tu tu tu—
—”
"well……"
The other two siblings looked at each other and said at the same time————
The one who says he is ordinary is actually the most extraordinary one, okay?
…
…
When Xiaoyu came back with the fruit, Zhuangzhuang had already gone back to the bedroom to play with his Ultra Egg Machine Gun, and Yaya also went to get her beauty sleep early because she had a commercial shoot early tomorrow morning.
Ozawa was the only one left on the sofa watching TV, watching the special stock and securities report on the Economic Channel.
Concentrate.
Old-fashioned.
No, Miss Yan can't understand a word.
Passing the fruit to her eldest son, Miss Yan asked, "I will be using antiques in the next two or three days. Is there any problem over there?"
Xiao Ze shook his head and took the fruit, but put it in his hand without eating it. He raised his eyes, looked at Yan Xiaoyu, and asked the question that he would never allow himself to ask casually but had always been confused about, "Mom
Mi, did you give me my name?"
Xiaoyu was startled.
After a long while, he smiled, put a grape in his mouth, and answered easily, "Of course, besides me, is there another person to name you?"
"Daddy."
These are two words that Ozawa rarely mentioned, because they were so unfamiliar that when he mentioned them, the fingers between his left and right hands unconsciously clasped, and they all fell into Yan Xiaoyu's eyes.
"I know that you personally picked the names of Yaya and Zhuangzhuang by drawing lots from some of your favorite country names, but mine..." He raised his head, his expression hesitant, "But mine, obviously
It's different from them, isn't it..."
The little fish's hand went to squeeze a grape and stopped.
She raised her head, still smiling, and finally shook her head, with a gentle look in her eyes, "Oze, do you know why I gave you this name?"
Ozawa shook his head.
"Because you made it at a critical moment, and it was also the most important choice I made in my life, and I have never regretted this choice."
She speaks clearly every word.
But Ozawa's eyes were slightly moist, he walked up to her, silently hugged her waist, and his small body lay on her lap...
Because the children were only one year apart in age, and Brother Ozawa was precocious, Xiaoyu gave most of his intimacy and love to Yaya and Zhuangzhuang, especially Zhuangzhuang, who was the most affectionate to her, while Brother Ozawa,
It is inevitable that a lot has been overlooked.
This hug immediately made Xiaoyu feel guilty.
She forgot how long it had been since she had hugged Ozawa like this, ever since he became sensible, or ever since he grew up and started to walk early. This kind of touch was very unfamiliar to her.
Holding her like this, she remembered that her eldest son was only five years old. Her eldest son, who had always been willing to keep out the wind and rain and could handle all the situations at home when she was away, was nothing more than a baby.
Thinking of this, Xiaoyu raised his hand and hugged him, put him on his lap, and hugged his waist tightly in a very affectionate manner.
Brother Ozawa was obviously shocked. He struggled uncomfortably when being hugged like this, and then turned red.
The blushing look was so cute that Miss Yan couldn't help but take a sweet sip on his cheek.
Brother Ozawa blushed even more, lowered his head and whispered, "Mom...Mommy...I'm quite heavy. It might be uncomfortable for you to hold me like this..."
"No, you are so soft and so comfortable to hold!" Yan Xiaoyu giggled, pinching a grape and feeding it to him.