It is estimated that there are usually many people looking for him, but if it weren't for Liang Binning's face and the future of his son, Xu Xin himself might not be able to invite this giant Buddha.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! So, he temporarily suppressed the urge to read immediately, and instead put the book in front of him:

"Okay, then I'll take it back and take a look. Thank you for your hard work, Teacher Lu."

"Haha, it's okay, isn't this what it should be?"

"Uh-huh."

Xu Xin nodded with a smile, and then directed the words to Lu Yang:

"What is Director Lu busy with recently?"...

…

"came back?"

"Um."

"How do you feel? Is Teacher Lu easy to communicate with?"

"It's easy to communicate... I'll take a look at this first. Call me when the meal is ready."

Xu Xin raised the book in his hand.

Yang Mi nodded:

"Um."

"Jiaojiao. I will send you two phone numbers. Please remember them. One is called Lu Yang and the other is Chen Shu. They are two directors. If anything happens to them in the future, just communicate normally."

"Okay, Brother Xu."

After giving all the instructions, Xu Xin walked to the study room, turned on the air conditioner first, and then took the cigarette case to the kennel in the backyard.

It's almost noon now, so there's still some shade in the backyard.

Although it is next to the kennel, this is the only place he can smoke at home recently.

However, this state of affairs cannot last long.

After the baby is born, construction and renovation of the two yards will begin next year.

The design plan has been released.

Xu Xin didn't ask for much, so the east courtyard was directly converted into his office area.

Even the study room, with a video room and the like, occupies one-third of the entire yard.

Various advanced air purification systems will be installed by then.

Don't talk about smoking.

The kind that smokes a cannon without even a hint of gunpowder smoke.

Sitting on the bluestone in the backyard, he had just lit a cigarette when he heard footsteps.

Yang Mi came over carrying a thermos cup:

"Sour plum soup, I made it this morning. It's still cold."

"Um."

Xu Xin responded.

There is no need to elaborate on the tacit understanding between an old husband and wife.

"The moonlight shines grayly on the black beach. At its brightest moment, it is not as bright as the bodies of some girls swimming at night. Today's tide is blackjack, so people swimming at night on the beach along the Huandao Road

a lot of……"

Looking at the first paragraph of the book, Xu Xin began to think about what kind of scene it was and how to compose it...

Purely occupational disease.

And Yang Mi said this:

"Eat pork ribs for lunch."

"good."

"Um."

…

August 1st.

Night.

7 o'clock.

The sound of the piano, like flowing water, echoed in the living room on the top floor of Dahu Mansion.

The beautiful melody of the Steinway Lang Lang series makes you feel mesmerized while listening to Yang Mi caressing your belly.

It is estimated that people all over the world are looking for someone who can play various pianos to soothe the baby during the prenatal care period. Apart from Lang Lang's future daughter-in-law, Yang Mi is the only one.

Today is the premiere of "The Voice".

Although everyone has seen the edited version of the film, you must support your own program when it is time to support it.

And the song ends...

"Why doesn't anyone applaud?"

Lang Lang was a little speechless.

Looking at Yang Mi, who was leaning on the chair with her belly in hand and a look of enjoyment on her face.

Then I looked at Xu Xin, who was reading a book with his head down...

Finally, his eyes fell on the sleepy Wang Sicong:

"Why are you still asleep?"

"……ah?"

Big Lao Wang raised his head in confusion:

"What?"

"..."

Lang Lang was a little helpless.

I thought that even the very old and beautiful President would have to listen attentively when he heard me play the piano, and then applaud me after the end of a piece of music.

These three dads are pretty good.

Forget about reading books and prenatal education.

How can you still fall asleep?

And Wang Sicong, who looked particularly depressed today after wandering around somewhere last night, waved his hand:

"Can you do something... that is more upbeat? "Croatian Rhapsody"... "Flight of the Bumblebee" is also okay. I'm already sleepy..."

"Can you go to bed if I'm tired?"

"Why don't I give you face? The grand pianist plays the piano loudly while I go to bed? I'll give you face if I tell you."

"I'm begging you, please poke me once and go to bed! Look at you and I don't bother anyone else."

"Go away, I just said I wanted to sleep, but you refused, and now you want me to go to sleep again?"

"you……"

"Oh, are you two annoyed?"

Yang Mi was unhappy:

"I'm communicating with my son. Why are you two so gibberish?"

Wang Sicong's mouth twitched, and he silently snapped his fingers at Xu Xin, who was reading a book on the sofa next to him:

"Hey, young man, can you take care of your wife?"

"...Ah? What?"

Xu Xin raised his head in confusion.

"..."

"..."

The two of them were speechless again.

Lang Lang played another melody on the piano with one hand, and asked while playing:

"Are you so obsessed with this book recently? Are you confused?"

Hearing this, Xu Xin was a little puzzled:

"Didn't I recommend it to you? Didn't you read it?"
To be continued...