The Supreme Spy

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Mobile phone reading

Qin Hua was silent for a moment, then suddenly sighed: "You've grown up."

Qin Yang smiled and said, "Dad, don't worry about me. I am already twenty years old. I am an adult. I can take care of myself. Or, should I ask mom to answer the phone?"

"Don't call her!"

Qin Hua quickly stopped, and immediately felt that her tone might not be right, and explained: "I can't go back during the Chinese New Year. She must be very angry in her heart, so don't make her unhappy. Find a suitable opportunity for her. Just say it..."

A car horn interrupted Qin Hua’s voice, and Qin Hua’s voice suddenly became urgent: "My colleague is urging me, I have to go, you have a good Chinese New Year, happy new year, son, wait for me to come back to bring you gifts ."

Qin Yang's mood was twofold complicated for a while: "Okay, Dad, happy new year!"

"Son, thank you for your understanding of Dad... remember to say hello to your mom for me."

"beep!"

It was the horn of the car again. This time it was two consecutive clicks. Apparently someone was urging Qin Hua, and Qin Hua stopped saying, "That's it, goodbye!"

"Goodbye!"

Qin Yang's words were only uttered, and there was a busy tone in his ears, apparently Qin Hua had hung up the phone.

Qin Yang put down the phone, his expression was a little confused.

After opening the call log, Qin Yang looked at the phone number. It was not a mobile phone number, it was obviously a landline number.

Qin Yang thought for a while, walked to his room, closed the door, and then dialed the number of the Long Group Service Center. After checking the account password, the service staff connected.

"Lightning, what can I do for you?"

Qin Yang whispered: "Help me find the specific location of the next landline number."

"Okay, please speak."

Qin Yang reported the landline number and waited quietly.

Query the location of the landline number, this naturally does not take too long, and soon the results have been obtained.

"The phone number is a public phone on Belland Street, the capital of Tanzania..."

Public phone?

After Qin Yang asked a few more questions, he hung up the phone, but he was lost in thought.

Why use public phones instead of mobile phones?

Why do I have to be urged to call my family on New Year’s Eve?

Work is really so busy, so busy that you don’t even have time to talk to your family?

After a long while, Qin Yang shook his head, ditched all the doubts in his heart, and walked downstairs again.

When Qin Yang came to the dining room, Luo Shiqian and Luo Shiya had just started to chop minced meat. Seeing Qin Yang coming down, Luo Shiqian shouted, "Xiao Yang, you are strong enough to help me chop minced meat."

Qin Yang walked over with a smile, and took the knife with a smile: "Why don't you just use a machine to grind meat when you don't buy meat directly?"

Luo Shiqian gave Qin Yang a white look: "The meat minced by the machine is not delicious, it must be chopped by hand.

Luo Shiya said, "You are the only man, you don't chop whoever chops, hurry up, wait for my aunt to check, don't be lazy."

Qin Yang smiled and said, "Don't worry, things like mincing minced meat are completely trivial, and you are satisfied."

Qin Yang took a kitchen knife in each hand and raised his arms. The kitchen knife suddenly fell on the chopping board like rain, making a sound.

Qin Yang didn't cut the knife fast, nor was it very heavy, but it was not hurried or slow. It was very rhythmic. The small slices of meat that had been finely cut quickly became thinner and thinner as Qin Yang fell.

Luo Shiya took a look and said with a smile: "That's right, this swordsman, if you become a pier in the future, you will definitely not starve to death."

Qin Yang said with a smile, "Auntie, you are really right. If you want to talk about a chef, I am definitely not good, but if you want to say that being a pier is better than a knife, I am definitely not worse than those in the hotel."

Luo Shiya smiled and said, "If you say you are fat, you will pant, right?"

Luo Shiqian sorted the mushrooms next to her, watching her son quarrel with Luo Shiya, with a heartbroken smile on her face.

Qin Yang looked at his mother with a smile, and tentatively said, "Mom, Dad called me just now."

The smile on Luo Shiqian's face condensed slightly, and her hand paused: "What did he say?"

Qin Yang said with a smile, "He is in Tanzania now, and my dad is working hard. It's New Year’s Eve, and he is still busy. He wishes us a happy New Year and said that he was sorry that he was not accompanied on such days. we……"

After a short pause, Qin Yang explained in a soft voice: "I meant to let mom answer the phone, but he said you must still be angry with him. In such days, he doesn't want to make you angry and make us have a bad life. This year, so I didn’t let you answer the phone."

Luo Shixi didn't speak, and there was no expression on her face, and she couldn't see the joy or anger.

Qin Yang tentatively asked, "Mom, Dad is also kind, will you not be angry?"

Luo Shixi snorted: "Are you saying something nice for your dad?"

Qin Yang smiled and said: "In fact, I am also an adult man. I have seen a lot of things in the past few years. Many things are beyond our control. Many of our soldiers in China are still guarding the frontier in the cold wind. Many doctors and nurses are still on duty. The police are also maintaining public order. The staff behind the stage and behind the Spring Festival Gala are also working. I think it is understandable. It's not easy."

Luo Shixi was amused by Qin Yang's words and glared at Qin Yang: "Well, even if you can talk, I'm actually not angry, anyway, I'm used to it, he is here, the atmosphere is still embarrassing, or not!"

Qin Yang smiled and said, "Mom, that's what you are talking about. Okay, let's continue making dumplings. Hey, I don't know if Dad has any dumplings abroad today..."

Luo Shiqian glanced at Qin Yang and didn't say much. She naturally knew that Qin Yang was helping Qin Hua speak, and she would not be angry.

As a son, I hope that the parents will be more harmonious and the rigid relationship between the parents can be adjusted. This can only be done by a sensible child. She can only be relieved, but how can she be angry?

Qin Yang's double knives were like wind, and soon after he chopped the minced meat, Luo Shixi took over and cut the mushrooms, liberating Qin Yang.

Qin Yang returned to the sofa to sit and continued to be lazy. He thought about it and sent a handwritten message of blessing to Han Qingqing, Wen Yuyan, Xue Wantong and others.

Although everyone is a little numb to the blessing messages these years, and even many people don’t bother to reply ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but is it always a reason to initiate a chat?

If you are interested, you will reply and chat a few words. If you don't want to, you will not reply if you omit.

The information did not arrive, but the phone rang suddenly.

Qin Yang saw two smiles on his face.

Han Qingqing.

Qin Yang answered the phone: "Han Qingqing, happy new year!"

"Happy new year, happy new year!"

Qin Yang smiled and said, "What are you doing?"

Han Qingqing said with a smile: "My mother and I are celebrating the New Year at Grandpa's house. We are cooking the New Year's Eve dinner together, how about you?"

PS:

New Year's Eve, Lantern Festival Night.

Wish everyone a happy Lantern Festival!