In the evening, Xi Xi sat upright and motionless, watching TV with great interest.
Yang Yi sat beside his daughter, fiddling with a small and exquisite component with his fingers, and his eyes revealed a thoughtful look. After a while, Yang Yi put the small component in his pocket and gently said to Xi Xi, "Xi Xi, Papa has something to do, so I have to go out for a while. I'll be back soon."
Xi Xi reluctantly turned her gaze away from the TV. She nervously held her father's hand and said with grievance, "Papa, where are you going? I don't want to be alone at home. "
"I'm just going out for a while. I'll be back soon." Yang Yi looked at his daughter's worried little face and said with a smile, "Don't be afraid, Papa is going out for a while. I'll be back in two or three minutes!"
In such a short time, no one would come and take Xi Xi away, right?
Xi Xi nodded. She hugged the small pillow and sat on the sofa, her eyes following her father's figure as he walked to the stairs. Finally, the little girl saw that her father's figure was about to disappear, so she quickly raised her voice and shouted, "Papa, you have to come back soon!"
"I'll be back soon." Her father's voice came together with the sound of the door closing.
"Papa will be back soon." Xi Xi was not in the mood to watch TV. She stared at the stairs and muttered, as if to embolden herself.
Yang Yi, who went out, walked to the embankment of the Grand Canal, climbed over it, and came to the riverside. He took out the component just now and crushed it easily with his fingers.
Then, he looked at the fragments in his hand indifferently. His palm tilted, and the fragments fell into the Grand Canal and flowed into the distance with the surging river.
Yang Yi clapped his hands and did not look at it again. He turned around and left. Xi Xi was still waiting for him at home!
…
Murphy returned to Jiangcheng at ten o 'clock in the evening. After all, Shanghai was very close to Jiangcheng.
Although Xi Xi had already fallen asleep, the couple was not sleepy at all. They nervously discussed how to deal with Elder Mo, who was about to come knocking on their door.
"Why don't we give Xi Xi another two days off? I think it's just like when we went back to Wudaokou Village. With Xi Xi's help, it might be better. "Murphy and Yang Yi sat cross-legged on the bed, facing each other.
Yang Yi shook his head and said with a wry smile, "I don't think it's possible. A daughter-in-law and a son-in-law are treated differently. If it were me, Xi Xi would have been abandoned for four years. No matter who pleaded for her, it would be useless. I would beat him up first! "
After putting himself in her shoes, Yang Yi knew that he was doomed. He could only try his best to please her and beg for forgiveness.
"But, but, could it be that I can only let you get beaten up? Can't we not be beaten? "Murphy asked sadly.
"It's okay. I'm thick-skinned. If Dad beats me, it won't hurt. He's almost sixty years old." Yang Yi smiled and said, "And it's not bad. Let him vent his anger. After he's gone, it'll be easier for us to please him and get his approval."
"Don't be like my Dad. His head is filled with thoughts of solving problems by force!" Murphy said worriedly, "Let's quickly think of a way to satisfy him before he beats you up, right?"
"Yes, what does your Dad like? Let's buy more, such as alcohol and cigarettes. I heard that your Dad likes to drink, "Yang Yi said.
"My Dad used to smoke and drink all the time. Later, he was diagnosed with high blood pressure, so he stopped drinking. However, he couldn't quit smoking. But now he's smoking a pipe." Murphy quickly said to Yang Yi, "You can't buy him alcohol. It wasn't easy to get him to drink less. Don't buy him cigarettes either. Smoking less is good for his health."
Smoking and drinking, no wonder his temper was so bad!
Yang Yi's Dad only had a strange temper and was stubborn. However, his reasoning was still very clear. He wouldn't make things too difficult for others. After all, he was a martial artist. He didn't smoke and rarely drank alcohol!
Yang Yi pondered and said, "I don't want to buy alcohol or cigarettes. I don't know which tobacco is better. How about this, I'll get your Dad a good tobacco pipe! My coffee supplier often travels abroad. Moreover, he likes to collect good things. He probably has a tobacco pipe that he can sell to me. "
Murphy could accept this. She gently nodded and said, "By the way, husband, my Dad is actually a scholar. Moreover, he used to be an architectural designer. Do you have any knowledge in this area? If you do, you can talk to him more! "
However, Yang Yi was dumbfounded. Architectural design knowledge? How could he understand?
He knew how to act like an architectural designer, from the way he dressed! But if he opened his mouth, he would be exposed!
It was really a case of regretting not having enough knowledge! Yang Yi usually read a lot of books. However, why didn't he read one or two architectural design books?
Murphy could see that Yang Yi was in a difficult position. She quickly said, "It's okay if you don't know about architectural design. My Dad is now running a farm. You did farm work when you were young. You should have a lot to talk about!"
…
Just as Yang Yi and Murphy were discussing countermeasures, Elder Mo's plane had already landed in Taiwan.
After returning, this was a big province. Of course, its excellent geographical location made it a transit point for many international flights. Mo Henian also had to change planes here before flying directly to Jiangcheng.
However, the flight to Jiangcheng would have to wait until noon the next day. Mo Henian pulled his luggage and checked in at a hotel near Taiwan's international airport.
Although the old man was almost sixty years old, he was still dressed very fashionably. He wore a white and black shirt, a big logo belt, jeans, riding boots, sunglasses, and a wide-brimmed hat. He gave off the vibe of a playboy cowboy!
After sleeping in the hotel for a night to adjust to the time difference, Mo Henian took a taxi alone to the streets of Baobei to eat a specialty omelet breakfast.
This was his hometown. Elder Mo was naturally familiar with the local customs. He even found an old shop that had been open for decades.
However, Mo Henian had no intention of returning to his hometown to visit his relatives when he passed by Treasure Island this time. His mind was still filled with that bastard Yang Yi.
"Boss, take these newspapers for me!" Mo Henian slowly drank his soy milk as he called the boss of the shop to bring over the tabloids that they had subscribed to for their customers.
When the boss took them over, he looked at Mo Henian strangely. He seemed to think that it was strange that an old man like Mo Henian would care about gossip.
Mo Henian ignored him. He flipped through the news and looked for news about Murphy and Yang Yi.
This one was actually praising him? What nonsense was that!
This one was also giving him blessings. Hmph, my wife was right. These tabloids are all crazy!
Eh, this one?
"What kind of person is Yang Yi? An angel and a devil coexist! "
Mo Henian finally saw a somewhat objective report. He read it with interest.
In the past few days, there had been many reports about what kind of person Yang Yi was. However, most of them guessed the relationship between Yang Yi and Murphy from the songs he had written. Of course, this was a very outrageous guess that was far from the truth.
This report also wanted to play with gimmicks. He thought that he could have a unique point of view, but in reality, he was pursuing the most eye-catching extreme!
In this report, it used Yang Yi's latest best-selling novel, "Journey by White Night" as a case study. It listed all the darkness described in "Journey by White Night" together, such as "Pedophilia", "QJ", "Deception", "Murder", and so on. It blackened the contents of the book to the point that it was nothing good!
"A man who can write such a horrifying novel can almost imagine that his own mind is not healthy. Otherwise, how can he describe such a dark story so gripping through his imagination?"
"On one hand, he can write positive and optimistic fairy tales and inspirational military camp stories. On the other hand, he can write psychopathic novels like" Prison Break "and" Journey by White Night. "Yang Yi is both an angel and a devil. Perhaps, both extremes exist in him!"
This kind of speculation would be laughed to death in the literary world. If an author who wrote about crime committed a crime, wouldn't the police be able to catch him easily? However, in the eyes of many bored people who liked to read gossip, the credibility was still very high!
Mo Henian was not that bored, nor was he that ignorant. However, he read this report with prejudice. As he read, he frowned.
"This man is not simple!" Mo Henian felt that Yang Yi was a mystery.
The more complicated the man was, the more Mo Henian felt that his daughter had jumped into a fire pit!
Murphy's mind was simple. She had lived in a simple environment with few people since she was young. She was easily deceived!
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