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Chapter 258

The stage is in the natural place (seven)

After changing the seats, the atmosphere in the car became much better.

Perhaps it was because his sudden change of position was slightly impolite. Cao Aiqing heard Uncle Hu play a Minnan song and asked:

"Uncle Hu, are you from Fujian?"

Port City is an immigrant city, so most of them are migrant populations, especially the surrounding coastal provinces, such as Guangdong, Guangxi and Fujian, which account for 60 to 70% of the urban population.

Lao Hu finally found a chance to open up the conversation, and he explained:

"Yes, I came from Hong Kong City from Fujian at the age of nineteen, but I heard that Wu Bai is not really what I want to hear, it is entirely because of He Tianran's father. You don't know, his father played rock when he was young, just

What do you like to listen to? Beyond, Wu Bai, the Three Masters of Magic Rock, and the Nirvana of Gunhua. I am the driver of him. Sometimes I don’t have time to pick up the car at the company garage, so I can only drive my own car to pick him up. This is a mystery for years, and this car is on

The playlist became his father's taste.”

"Oh, so that's how it is."

This is the first time Cao Aiqing knows about this. When he was with He Tianran in the past, he rarely mentioned his family's situation, but Wen Liang is different because he met him in He Tianran's single apartment last year.

After visiting He Panshan once and talking about this, she still has a little understanding of this.

After hearing Uncle Hu's words, Wen Liang was also a little curious. She asked in the back row:

"Uncle Hu, does Uncle He still like to play music now? Now Tianran works in a bar and is also forming a platter band with others!"

Lao Hu smiled, and his tone was unique to the middle-aged man and said:

"I must like it, otherwise why should I listen to so many songs? But there is nothing I can do. As a driver, I don't have to have a break on weekends, let alone workaholics like Lao He... Yes

He knew that Xiao He was working in a bar. Last time I drove this car to take him past Zhengyang Street. Turning a corner, it was Xiao He working in the bar. He was excited and said he wanted to go and see it, but I didn't expect my parking space.

Before I could find it, the company called him. Without saying a word, he immediately told me to turn around and go back to the meeting, but I could see that he was quite regretful that time."

After listening silently, Wen Liang held He Tianran's hand and said softly:

"Look, your dad cares a lot about you."

Cao Aiqing nodded. As an outsider, she couldn't continue to delve into it, but this did not prevent her from expressing her own opinions on it:

"Uncle Hu, you don't need to say that. In fact, these hobbies are essentially the same. The three generations of them also sincerely like the products of their respective eras. But the times are changing, and the carriers and expressions of entertainment have become

It’s just different, you don’t have to force yourself to understand and integrate. After all, every generation has their mission and responsibilities. Uncle Hu, you are young, right! ~”

"It can't be said that it's not good, it's a gap between the first generation. Just like Xiao He's master likes to listen to operas, Lao He likes rock, what's Xiao He's like?... 2... 2

Power... Yes, 2D, look, our generation, even the words you young people talk about can't understand. If there is no conflict, that would be strange,

, old~”

Lao Hu observed He Tianran's expression through the rearview mirror and said slowly:

"Oh Xiao Wen, don't worry about the father and son, it's not me that they are big and small, they are really rebellious. When his master was alive, he disliked his father. OK, it's Xiao He's turn to be the turn of him.

This generation is exactly the same, and this is really hereditary.”

Lao Hu couldn't help but think that virtuous cultivation and literary conversation, such temperament, is really rare in today's little girls.

He Tianran began to play drums in his heart. He understood that this was something Cao Aiqing was doing on purpose, right?

"Xiao He, you have encountered a natural enemy. This is the first time I have seen you be so well-behaved. Xiao Wen, you should treat this boy well. As a young man, he should fight more and make trouble. His father often said,

This kid can't beat a single fart with three sticks, and he's very bored."

The girl said these words quickly and slowly. When she spoke them in a gentle tone, she felt as if she was bathed in the spring breeze, which was very heartwarming.

He Tianran has no choice.

"I……"

After saying that, she reached out and wanted to touch the back of the other person's head. He Tianran shook his head and hurriedly avoided Wen Liang's hand.

He Tianran didn't want to fight, Cao Aiqing is still here, what's the matter with Wen Liang? This is how his relationship with Wen Liang is settled, but I have to consider it.

Other people's mood...

Wen Liang hummed proudly and continued to fiddle with He Tianran's hair.

Wen Liang warned.

Lao Hu thought to himself.

However, Cao Aiqing seemed to be unwilling to pay attention to the couple who showed affection in the back row. Instead, she looked at the smiling driver Hu, who was beside her and asked:

He Tianran was silent.

Although answering this kind of question is a bit presumptuous, Lao Hu has been a driver for so many years, so he is a sensible person. He knows that Xiao Cao's current identity is sandwiched between the two of them. If he doesn't tell the little girl now, he will not tell the girl now.

If you order something, that's really embarrassing...

"Just touch it, just touch it!"

"Don't...don't touch your head..."

"Uncle Hu, are there any good relationships between He Tianran and his family three generations and their fathers?"

Moreover, Wen Liang is not so noisy...

After parked the car, the driver Lao Hu said something.

Wen Liang has a headache for her boyfriend's stubborn temper. He didn't have a good time with his dad, so why did he never get enlightened after changing into his dad?

It would be fine if you didn't say this. As soon as Wen Liang said this, he immediately used his hands together, and he pulled He Tianran's hair into a chicken coop...

Forty minutes later, the Audi car drove into a quiet alley.

Alas, this boy...

This little girl is really likable and can easily infect others with happiness.

So Wen Liang sorted his hair slowly...

Wen Liang saw that her boyfriend was not in a high mood, so he said in a pretty voice with a joking attitude:

"Is that so? Then I have to touch if you really have a backbone~~"

Old Hu was driving and smiled. It seemed that Xiao He's change in personality over the past year was not unrelated to Xiao Wen's existence.

Really...

He Tianran wanted to restore her hairstyle, but she didn't expect that as soon as she raised her hand, Wen Liang was "slap".

"You're going to die, you're hiding?"

"Don't move, I'll help you with it, you can't see it."

"good!"

"Here, this is Chen Chen Club, and it is the place where Mr. He Tianran's favorite during his lifetime."

well!

In the car, He Tianran heard Lao Hu sigh for no reason.

The three of them thanked him and opened the door and got out of the car one after another. Looking at the backs of the three children leaving, thinking of bringing them over this time, Lao He must ask himself about his impression of the two little girls in the future. As his driver, this is a must-have.

Things can't be escaped.

What should I say then?

The fence-bearing old Hu, sitting in the car, began to sigh. Although there was nothing he had done about it, even as an outsider, he was just thinking about it and talking to himself:

"It's hard to choose, it's hard to choose..."
Chapter completed!
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