Chapter 908

It wasn't until that deep, charming and magnetic voice came into the ears of the mother and the son that they found another person in the room.

Gu Huan holds one hand on Cheng Cheng's small shoulder and says, "it's nothing. I just want to chat with my son."

"Chat?" North Ming Mo slightly frowned: "how many words do you two have today? If you don't talk enough during the day, why don't you tell me?"

Beiming Mo said, leaned over and sat on a sofa near the balcony.

Hands crossed in the abdomen, cross legs, put on a posture of listening.

"When did you become a gossip again? Why should we tell you about our wives?" Gu Huan said to return White North Ming Mo one eye, afterward lightly patted to clap Cheng Cheng's small shoulder: "darling, it's late, go back to sleep, tomorrow will also have class."

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seeing his son leave, Gu Huan closes the door again.

"Today, you and the child are really abnormal. I feel vaguely that it may have something to do with foreign countries. "

Beiming Mo said relaxed, but his eyes looked like a fine awn, observing the woman standing on the face with a little plain makeup.

Sure enough, there is no leakage of hidden water.

"What does it have to do with him? Besides, don't you have everything hidden. Call the eldest son over and think about what's wrong with the younger son? "

Beiming Mo said with a faint smile: "of course, there is nothing, but I want to remind you: there is a saying called loving mother duobaier, don't affect his normal life with a moment's impulse."

"Well, there seems to be some truth in what you say. I can't help thinking of aunt Rujie. In my mind, she is a loving mother... "

It's a good way to do the same thing.

"Your mouth is really getting worse." Beiming Mo said, standing up, step by step like Gu Huan close.

This dog is not going to be strong again

"I, I haven't washed it yet..." She looked a little flustered.

In fact, there is no estrangement between them, everything will be so natural.

But Gu Huan is always a little more nervous.

Beiming Mo looked at her with a smile, stretched out a big hand, tightly clenched in her white wrist: "I didn't, so it's just right."

"Exactly what Ah... "

Before Gu Huan finished, she was just like a tree, and was easily dragged into the bathroom by Beiming ink.

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in a certain community, the surrounding rooms are all dark, except for a small window on the top floor with weak light.

A little boy is busy in the light.

"It's said on TV that impulse is the devil. Why am I so impulsive today... "

Yang Yang's small eyebrows slightly wrinkled together, staring at the two plastic cards on the table.

This is the bank card that he cut in half in front of Cheng Cheng.

Not to mention, there was a sense of relief at that time, especially in front of Cheng Cheng, who had the spirit of rectifying his name.

However, after the fever in the head, calm down, looking at the card that has become two halves, not to mention the intestines also regret green, not to say, it is also a feeling of heartache.

If you can't get along with someone, you can't get along with money, can you.

What's more, mom gave it to herself. Why use it to demonstrate to Cheng Cheng?

The more I think about it, the more I feel angry and depressed.

Maybe stick that card together and it will work.

This is the way that Yangyang can think of at this moment and may be saved.

This card is too thin

If you simply use transparent tape to wrap a circle around the fracture, it certainly can't be used.

Although young, Yang Yang still knows that the dark magnetic stripe on the card is the key to withdraw money from the bank.

It's not only one time that he has seen that when adults swipe cards and withdraw money, the magnetic stripe will be brushed on the machine.

So, what method should be used

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Yangyang came back safely, which made Lao Luo feel relieved completely.

Today is really a little nervous, and looking for this little guy also consumed a lot of energy.

This meeting, he is burying his whole body in the sofa, slightly closing his eyes to maintain his spirit.

The sound of opening the door behind the sofa woke him up from a light sleep.

When I open my eyes, I see Yangyang standing in front of me.

This little guy zizhuo teeth looking at their own appearance, a little bit let his back cool.

"Little master, what can I do for you?" Luo Xiao said, quickly from the sofa to do.

Anyway, it's more or less like a master servant.

"That..." Yangyang is also a moment shaking smart, bank card thing can't say to anyone.Looking at his hesitant appearance, Luo Xiao knew that this little guy might hold back any idea.

"Uncle Luo, do you have glue? The one that can stick cards. "

"Glue?" Luo Xiao turned to his room and took out a tube of 502: "this should be OK."

Said, he did not give it to Yang Yang's hand, but toward Yang Yang's room.

"Ah..." Yangyang ran to his door. The little arms opened and sealed the door.

He doesn't want other people to come into his room. If he sees the bank card on the desk, it's a shame.

"Old uncle Luo, just give it to me."

Looking at Yang Yang with a smile, which is also mixed with embarrassing ingredients.

Luo Xiao soon guessed that the little guy was hiding in the room and was stirring up something hidden.

But

After all, it's still different identities.

"If you need any help later, please call me at any time." With that, he handed the glue to Yang Yang's little hand.

Yang Yang also said with a smile: "don't worry, I don't have anything to tell you. It's getting late. You should have a good rest after working hard for most of the day."

Finish saying very quickly small body flashed into own room, then tightly shut the door.

In order to be "just in case", after the door was closed, a stool was used to hold the door.

"It's finally done!"

Yang Yang looks at the bank card on the table that has been "repaired" by himself.

A satisfied smile appeared on his face: "perfect." And made a perfect gesture that I learned from Wang Zulan on TV.

He has been a little excited about his work.

Beautiful sleep, looking forward to tomorrow as long as you find a bank or ATM machine to operate it.

"Beiming Sicheng wants me to have no change. Now he's going to fail." Yangyang carefully put the card into his schoolbag.

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"little friend, is this card yours? Tell Auntie where she picked it up? "

At the bank counter.

Staff with a magnetic only clean, other places are covered with traces of glue bank card, do not lose professional etiquette asked sitting in the customer's chair.

Of course, this is because when the teller gets this, Yang Yang already knows that there is something wrong with the "masterpiece".

A child came to withdraw money with a bank card, and it's still such a card

I just feel that this little guy should always watch adults swipe their cards, and I don't know where he picked up one and ran to the bank.

"My mother gave it to me. Auntie, I'm going to take some out. "

Yang Yang, of course, is a promise, but still some uncertain look at the card.

Yesterday, the lighting was not very good. After the card was repaired, I just saw the general appearance and threw it into my schoolbag.

Now when I take it out, I feel that the "craft" is a little rough.

The teller listened to his reply and said with a smile, "Oh, that's right. Then you can ask your mother to come."

Yang Yang was stunned: "Auntie, I'm just taking some money. I don't need to ask my parents..."

The voice of these words was not small, which made several people around laugh unconsciously.

"Children, it's not to ask parents to withdraw money, but there's something wrong with your card. You need to ask your parents to confirm it."

It's really a blow to Yangyang that he can't get money.

The full of hope was shattered again.

On the busy road, on a bench near the bank.

A small figure sitting there alone, beside him also put a schoolbag.

This meeting should be the time of class, such a child seems very abrupt.

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"Luo Xiao, take Yang with you when you have time. You two go out to play and relax. You don't have to go to school all day. "

"Yes, Mr. Beiming. However, from yesterday to today, young master Yang Yang is a little happier than the previous stage. By the way, there's another thing. He wants his cell phone back. "

Luo Xiao thought about it and decided to tell Beiming Mo about it.

"If he wants to take it back, just take it back, as long as it's not too much."

If it wasn't for yesterday, maybe Beiming Mo would not agree with Yangyang.

But now I have to agree.

After all, he is his own son, but I don't want to hear his subordinates call again one day to say that his son is missing.

"It's hard these days. You can stick to it for a while. When the boy is not so naughty, you will be informed to take him home."

Luo Xiao nodded solemnly: "don't worry. As a matter of fact, during the time when young master Yang Yang was outside, he performed very well on the whole. He was a little naughty. That's just a child's nature. "North Ming Mo nodded: "that's good." Then he hung up.

But just when he hung up, he was attracted by a news on TV.

This is a piece of news that is not good news for him, and even a little bit of worry.

After reading the whole story, he went to the window and looked out at the dark sky.

His brows haven't been twisted like this for a long time

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after more than a month of calm.

Beiming Mo has almost forgotten the news.

This is not because there are follow-up reports that let him down, but because he has been in peace for more than a month.

It has to be said that once this person is particularly comfortable, he will lose part of the ability he used to be proud of, especially his insight into danger.

Maybe it's because his self-confidence has expanded again.

During this period of time, his family, whether they are around or "exiled", have made him feel at ease.

Life should be as plain as water, isn't it?

Under the influence of the sentence "can't extend the length of life, can only create the width of life".

Many people think that life should be colorful, and every day should be rich and interesting. Only in this way can it be said that it is not wasteful and worthy of this trip.

But who knows, this will only shorten life.

What is the width of life? It's only more than twenty-four hours at most.

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