American Legendary Life

Harry Shengsen Street, Wang Dagou's Manor.

This is not the first time that the girl is making a pineapple pie with Buckel.

After Li Zitao gave Buckel to Wang Dagou, the woman lived in a single house beside the manor, and the girl was her only friend.

"Decide when to meet... Norma, is it Norma, right?" the girl asked the Buckle beside him, speaking English with a serious accent.

"I don't know. I'm not sure if I want to go back to her life. She is doing very well now, much better than when I was with me."

Gladys Buckle is a little sad. Whenever she gets Norma's news, she will have a complex emotion that is both comforting and helpless.

Without her existence, Norma's life is very happy. She seems to become no longer important, and Buckel's efforts seem to become no longer important.

"No one can replace the mother. No one can do this role. You should try it." Da Niu's English is improving rapidly, thanks to Wang Dagou's patience and surrounding environment.

After she said she wanted to learn English, the people around her often communicated in English, and the experience during the trip made her spoken language advance by leaps and bounds.

"Maybe!" Buckerno nodded thoughtfully.

After making the pineapple pie, Buckle returned to the room. The layout of the house was perfect. There were two rooms, a separate bathroom and kitchen, and all the daily necessities were there.

Turning out a picture from the bedside table, Buckle looked at the smiling little girl in the picture, and the hesitant look gradually disappeared.

She wants to try it once, no matter what the ending is, she wants to know the answer.

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"Air Force Think Tank, what's that like?" Li Zitao moved his body upward, keeping his **** against the back of the chair.

"It mainly studies cutting-edge Air Force science and technology, discusses historically significant military strategies, and gives forward-looking strategic decisions and recommendations based on technological development."

What Mitchell said made him think of the staff for the first time. A group of strategists pointed on the map and made decisions for thousands of miles, which sounded very interesting.

"Do you have any plans?" Li Zitao continued to ask.

"It is the current idea to convene a group of scientists, engineers and statisticians to make reasonable plans for the future development of the Air Force and avoid mistakes."

It was found that Li Zitao was quite interested. Mitchell hit the iron while it was hot. The three of you told me what you said.

"I agree with this plan, but... don't be so narrow, why only the Air Force, let Pioneer Technology and S.H.I.E.L.D. also join it, I believe it will help."

The Research and Development Integrated Strategy Laboratory, referred to as the RAND Integrated Strategy Room, and the new agency, abbreviated as RAND, are finalized in the garden of Beverly Manor 18.

The new agency was run by William Mitchell, who spent years recording a whole box of materials, which should now come in handy.

"Cheers." Li Zitao said toast to celebrate the establishment of the new institution.

Hog suddenly came to him from the house and whispered in his ear; "Master, Buckle is coming."

"Sorry, I'm out of company first." Instructed Dan to greet the guests, Li Zitao and Hogg returned to the house, "When is the news?"

"Ten minutes ago, this time she should be on the way to Central Station, take the train to Los Angeles." Hogg said calmly.

"Is she well?" He hasn't paid attention to this woman in a long time.

"Yes, she is in good spirits, she quit drinking, quitting smoking, and throwing away all the messy things." Hogg answered decisively.

"... remember to let someone pick her up." Since she was fully recovered, Li Zitao had no reason to refuse her to see her daughter.

If she and Norma don’t mind, she can continue to live in Hollywood, Li Zitao will prepare an apartment for her, and then arrange a suitable job for her.

If you remember correctly, her previous work was behind the scenes, and Hollywood has many such positions.

That afternoon, when Mary returned, Li Zitao told her about it.

"It's a good thing, but first determine whether she really lost the eroded life in the past." Mary agreed with his decision to let Norma live with her mother again.

"I will find someone to look at her, this is her last chance." Li Zitao hopes that she has since changed it and gave Norma a happy childhood.

"Mary." Norma and Fia's laughter sounded outside the door, and they were out of school.

"Hi, girls." Mary turned around and smiled. When they saw the two people came in, they closed the door, helplessly said: "Eric didn't come back?"

"He is already Justin's family." Norma pouted.

"Norma, come here, I have something to tell you." Li Zitao interrupted her complaint and motioned her to sit opposite herself.

"Is it a gift?" Norma looked at him enthusiastically.

"Yes, a great gift." Li Zitao smiled and told her about her mother Buckle's recovery.

Hearing that her mother was about to pick her up, Norma's expression was a bit tangled, but her attachment to her was impossible.

"Can I still come here in the future?" Norma was a bit worried~www.wuxiaspot.com~ will be forgotten after leaving here.

"Of course, there are some things I need to talk to your mother. If she does not object, you will live on Hollywood Boulevard and you can meet at any time."

Hearing Li Zitao say this, Norma's expression immediately became vivid, and her eyes were shining, looking forward to her mother's arrival.

At noon the next day, Li Zitao and Mary, with Norma, who was on leave, waited outside the station. The train that Buckell took just entered the station.

Norma stood on the footpath with her feet on her feet, looking at the gate with her eyes, waiting for her mother to appear.

Although she didn't spend much time with her mother when she was a child, she could feel that her mother really loved her, but life had to make her tired.

The heavy pressure made her breathless, abused sleeping pills to fall asleep, and anesthetized herself with alcohol, making her genetic mental illness more and more serious.

In fact, this kind of thing is not a special case for her. In every city, there are countless people like her, who can sleep with drugs every day and rely on alcohol for short-term happiness.

In the city of Menting, the bustling stations are crowded, and the woman carrying the large suitcase squeezed out of the crowd, and the little girl standing between them was seen in the observation room.

She wore a princess dress that was as white as snow, her hair was curled and fluffy, her face was delicate and clean, and her smile was bright, just like a little princess in a fairy tale.

"Norma." He hurried down the stairs with the suitcase, and Buckel squatted down and stretched his arms to Norma, but shrank back in fear, seeming at a loss.

"Mom." On the contrary, Norma rushed into her arms without hesitation, and pressed her face against her cheek, rubbing gently.

Tears blurred her eyes, hesitant arms around her daughter, Buckle choked and sobbed, and her complex emotions could not be expressed in words at all.