Lin Jiaqiao didn't listen, she opened the bag and saw that they were all the latest styles. She asked, "Mom, are you out of lipstick?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Dapeng winked at her without waiting for Ms. Qiao to speak.
Lin Jiaqiao didn't understand what was going on, and then she heard Lin Dapeng quickly persuade Ms. Qiao: "She was stupid when she was a child, you know that."
It was New Year's Day, and Ms. Qiao didn't want to get angry with Lin Jiaqiao, so she went back to her room with the lipstick.
Lin Jiaqiao was puzzled, "You are so stingy, you can't even look at me. I'm not trying to steal, why are you guarding against me?"
Gu Yiming was cutting peaches into little rabbits. When he heard this, he looked at her in surprise.
Lin Dapeng was speechless. "You are amazing, Lin Zhizhi. I asked you to coax your mother, but you actually forgot about it."
Lin Jiaqiao was puzzled, "What did I do? I haven't done anything bad recently."
Lin Dapeng, Gu Yiming and Qin Guan tacitly took out a few lipsticks from under the coffee table and placed them on the table.
Lin Jiaqiao picked one up, twisted it out and saw that most of the red paste was gone, leaving two front tooth marks on the remaining small part.
A familiar scene flashed through his mind, and Lin Jiaqiao realized something was wrong: "Could it be—"
Gu Yiming nodded, "Yes, it's you."
Qin Guan said: "After quarreling with Ms. Qiao."
Lin Dapeng said expressionlessly: "Just chew up all her lipstick and eat it."
He scolded, "It's not that you have this bad habit that you can't change, right?"
Gu Yiming was very worried. "Pica is caused by a lack of certain trace elements in the body. Zizi, go for a physical examination after the New Year."
Lin Dapeng was so worried, "Why do we need a physical examination? Isn't it obvious what she lacks?"
"She's just stupid."
"If Qin Guan hadn't been so smart, we would have had to celebrate the New Year on the main road."
Qin Guan's face was full of arrogance, "I am a rich man," and he said, "A gift box costs one thousand yuan. You can pay the bill when you have time."
After that, he took out a lipstick from his pocket and threw it to Lin Jiaqiao: "It's a gift."
No brand would give away the hottest shades of the season.
A few days ago, when the two were buying New Year's goods, she took a closer look at the advertisement of this lipstick, and unexpectedly Qin Guan took note of it.
Since the "hairstyle change" incident, Qin Guan has started to be weird again. Lin Jiaqiao originally wanted to find an opportunity to punish him, but now that he received the gift, he is not angry at all.
She came close to Lin Dapeng and said, "Daddy, do you know what day tomorrow is?"
Lin Dapeng thought for a moment and replied, "The ninth day of the first lunar month, the second day of my vacation."
Gu Yiming has a strong sense of ritual for the Chinese New Year and is familiar with the procedures of each day in the first month of the lunar year. He said: "Tomorrow is the day of the birth of the God of Heaven. It is said that if you make a wish on this day, it will come true and it will definitely come true."
Lin Jiaqiao hinted: "Wow, tomorrow is such a good day. Anyone who has a birthday tomorrow will definitely get their wish come true."
Qin Guan and Gu Yiming then remembered, and Gu Yiming said, "Oh, yes, it's Uncle Lin's birthday tomorrow."
Qin Guan said: "If you hadn't reminded me, I would have forgotten it."
He said to Lin Dapeng sincerely: "Ba, maybe your wish tomorrow will come true. Can you wish that I can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk?"
"No." Lin Dapeng said seriously: "I want to leave my wish to Lin Jiaqiao. I hope she can become a normal person soon."
Lin Jiaqiao rolled her eyes, remembering her role as a filial woman. She announced, "Comrade Lao Lin, to celebrate your birthday, I decided to make you a cake myself."
"I have been looking up information in the study for a long time. Are you touched?"
To be honest, Comrade Lin Dapeng refused to take a step back when facing the vicious criminals. He is really cowardly at this moment.
Lin Jiaqiao's cooking skills cannot be described by whether it is edible or not, but by whether what she cooks is poisonous or not.
Lin Dapeng didn't want to hurt the child's self-esteem, so he gently advised: "No, you're busy at work, let's go to the cake shop and order one. I, I celebrate my birthday every year, there's no need to be so grand, right?"
Lin Jiaqiao was very firm, "No!"
People only cherish things when they lose them. She missed her father's birthday once and vowed not to miss it again. She said firmly: "I will make you a cake for every birthday in the future!"
Lin Dapeng: “…Really, thank you.”
Lin Dapeng looked at others helplessly, hoping that someone would have a change of heart and save him.
Qin Guan received his distress signal, hesitated for three seconds, took out his black screen mobile phone, and said "Hello" a few times insincerely: "...Ah, what, what happened to work?"
Gu Yiming was obviously more reliable than Qin Guan. He said to Lin Jiaqiao, "I, I don't like cake. I don't like sweet things at all."
Lin Jiaqiao made an 'OK' gesture, "Okay, I'll put less sugar in your portion."
After saying that, he ran happily into the kitchen.
Qin Guan no longer pretended to make a phone call. His face was filled with relief for surviving the disaster, and even a bit of gloating.
Lin Dapeng and Gu Yiming looked at each other and went to Ms. Qiao for help.
Lin Jiaqiao was mixing cake batter in the kitchen when Qin Guan came in.
Lin Jiaqiao said: "I can do it alone."
Qin Guan took a peek into the basin and saw a black mass of bubbles. He asked, "What is this?"
Lin Jiaqiao answered confidently: "Cake batter."
Qin Guan finally realized the seriousness of the matter and decided to do something to save Lao Lin.
He took away Lin Jiaqiao's basin and said in a deep voice: "Little friend Lin Jiaqiao, you are very rude."
Lin Jiaqiao looked up the next step in the recipe on his phone and asked casually, "What's wrong?"
Qin Guan lifted her chin and wiped the flour off her nose: "I gave you a gift, and you haven't thanked me yet."
"You should say thank you, Brother Qin Guan."
Lin Jiaqiao had just tried the lipstick he gave her and hadn't wiped it off yet. Qin Guan asked, "You put such a beautiful color on your lips, won't it stain your brother's clothes?"
Lin Jiaqiao stared at Qin Guan, wondering when did this man learn this trick.
Qin Guan has a mole on his neck, and Lin Jiaqiao likes to kiss it.
The corners of her lips twitched and the kitchen door opened.
The two of them separated immediately, like little kids whose parents discovered their premature love.
The person who came was Gu Yiming. He stood at the door and looked at Qin Guan expressionlessly.
Qin Guan showed him his hair and asked, "What are you doing?"
Gu Yiming was full of disgust: "Pretending to be a boss, how disgusting."
Qin Guan was dissatisfied, "I am the boss!"
Gu Yiming still had no expression on his face, and the contempt in his eyes became even more obvious.
Qin Guan: "... Lipstick set, I'll treat you."
Gu Yiming covered her mouth pretentiously and said in a clipped voice: "Really? Thank you, Brother Qin Guan."
He reached out to Lin Jiaqiao, "Put some lipstick on me too, so I can leave a mark on our brother Qin Guan."
Qin Guan was so angry that he wanted Gu Yiming to take action. Lin Jiaqiao was worried that the two rookies would ruin his cake, so he asked hurriedly, "Brother, is there something wrong?"
Gu Yiming said: "Ms. Qiao said that she ordered a cake from the community cake shop."
"The auntie at the cake shop has something to do tomorrow, so she asked us to pick out the designs today and have them made for us."
Lin Jiaqiao was disappointed: "But I'm ready."
Ms. Qiao said in the living room, "I'm sorry, Lin Zhizhi, Mommy forgot to tell you. I made an appointment with the auntie at the cake shop yesterday."
"How about we use your porridge to make steamed buns for dad, and you can make dad's cake next year."
Lin Jiaqiao sighed: "...Mom, I'm almost thirty, you don't have to talk to me in a child-like tone."
"Isn't this my mother's fault?" Ms. Qiao said with a kind smile, "Why don't you go?"
The three of them put on their shoes immediately.
Before leaving, Lin Dapeng said, "Make it mango flavored. I love it."
Qin Guan was puzzled, "Don't you always say that mangoes smell like rotten sweet potatoes?"
Gu Yiming pulled his sleeve and motioned him to look at Lin Jiaqiao.
Lin Jiaqiao was so moved that she rushed to her father, hugged his head and kissed him.
Finally, it was torn off by Ms. Qiao, "Go play with Qin Guan, don't bring trouble to your father."
Lin Jiaqiao walked out of the door gratefully. He was not in a hurry to go downstairs. Instead, he put his ear to the door stealthily.
Qin Guan was puzzled: "What are you doing?"
Lin Jiaqiao made a 'hush' gesture and whispered, "Ms. Qiao is acting strangely. I suspect they are plotting something behind my back."
Qin Guan and Gu Yiming exchanged glances, worried that she would discover the truth.
Just as they were about to coax the person away, Lin Jiaqiao's mouth formed an 'o' shape, "Oh, our Old Lin is quite romantic."
Qin Guan and Gu Yiming looked at each other, and the next second, three heads appeared in a row on the door.
living room.
Ms. Qiao sat on the sofa and said to Lin Dapeng, "Okay, the puppies are gone."
Lin Dapeng took out a lipstick from his coat pocket and said a little embarrassedly, "Here you go."
Ms. Qiao smiled, as if to say 'as expected'.
The color on her lips had been wiped off. She opened the lipstick package and tried the color in front of the mirror again.
Ms. Qiao asked: "If I don't ask, you won't give it to me?"
Lin Dapeng smiled awkwardly: "How can that be possible? Guan Guanzi's lipstick is too luxurious, and mine is not worthy of being presented."
Ms. Qiao smiled and said, "Why not? The first time you gave me a gift, you gave me this brand of lipstick."
"That's thoughtful, Captain Lin."
Lin Dapeng smiled foolishly, "But, Ms. Qiao, you use so many lipsticks every day, won't your lips be bald?"
Ms. Qiao looked around in the mirror and smiled: "... Don't let me cut you when I'm happiest."
That night, Qin Guan and Gu Yiming stayed at home, and Lin Jiaqiao slept in the study again.
She lay contentedly on her little bed, and before going to sleep, she was still looking forward to tomorrow.
She fell asleep quickly.
On the desk, the broken alarm clock suddenly moved forward one notch. The next second, the hour and minute hands moved rapidly, and finally, they coincided at twelve o'clock.
The weather was bad today, and it was gloomy. In the late night, the snow finally fell after a day of waiting, and the lead-gray cross-sea bridge quickly turned white.
A black double-ring SUV sped across the white road, leaving a narrow and long trajectory like an arrow.
The next moment, the straight line bent into a strange arc, and after a harsh sound, the car crashed directly into the guardrail on the side of the bridge.
Lin Jiaqiao blinked, and the next moment, she was standing on the seaside avenue.
In front of us is the wreckage of Lin Dapeng's car.