Chapter 1602

"OK, Zhao Yuan, I know. You are right to think about it. This matter should not be passed to the court. That's it."

President Zhao also breathed a sigh of relief, and the two chatted a few more words. Tang Jian kept looking at his watch. At one glance, Zhao Yuan's talent saw that he had something urgent to do, so he kindly let him go.

with luxuriant foliage, the sun began to grow up in late June, and the weather became hot. The sun grew longer and more than six. The sun was still hanging outside the western sky, and it was shining red.

His car slowly passed through the woods and arrived at the gate of Sinan mansion. He saw a man with a wooden box on his back selling popsicles, surrounded by a group of children And Mu Mian.

Tang Ji'an reached out and pressed his temple, pressed the window, and called out to her. The girl, holding a corner ticket, did not hear his voice at all, and looked at the wooden box of the ice cream vendor eagerly.

Tang Ji'an coughed softly and said to the sixth uncle, "tick her."

Six uncle then honked the horn, the children are about secretly carrying their parents out to buy popsicles to eat, here a tick, over there the children all look back.

Only mu Mian is the most calm. After all, she is an adult and no one can restrain her.

She turned her head with a smile. As soon as she saw Tang Ji'an, she laughed more happily and waved the corner ticket in the wave: "I'll buy you one too?"

Tang Jian held the file in one hand and took off his glasses in the other hand. He looked at her without saying anything. Did he look like someone who wanted to eat ice cream?

The group of children turned back to see that they were not their parents, and immediately all turned back to see the ice cream seller. Their mouths were also worried: "uncle, get me a fancy face quickly."

As soon as the master who bought the ice cream opened the wooden box, he slowly distributed it to them one by one.

Mu Mian, holding a colorful face in one hand, went to the car and said, "open the door for me."

Tang Jian had no choice but to open the door for her. It seemed that she had been waiting outside for a long time, and her face was red.

Mu Mian handed Hualian ice cream in front of him: "eat it..." Then he raised his head and said, "uncle Liu, I'll bring out fifty cents, enough to buy two. Do you want to eat?"

Six uncle quickly waved his hand: "do not eat, you eat it."

Tang Jian looks at the ice-cream in his hand. He is so old, and he is also the vice president of the procuratorate. His age and identity are here. He is holding a colorful face in front of a group of children. What's the matter?

All the children bought their favorite ice-cream, and they all looked at him with a smile when they passed by his car. There were whispers, but he could hear them.

"Adults still eat this."

"My parents never eat it."

"Adults don't grow up eating ice cream."

"Yes, childish, childish."

Tang Jian's blue veins on his forehead suddenly jumped, and was despised by a group of children?

When Mu Mian heard the children outside laughing, he immediately put his head out and said, "I tell you, your parents also eat. Maybe there is an ice cellar in your house. Your parents hide a lot of ice cream in the ice cellar. When you go to bed at night, they will secretly go to the ice cellar to eat ice cream. You don't know it."

Children's cognition seems to be subverted and fossilized there.

Mu Mian is like a triumphant general: "uncle Liu, let's go."

The car slowly enters Sinan mansion. Mu Mian looks at the children in the rearview mirror, and is overjoyed.