"Old man." Zhou Ming hesitated again and again, but still opened his mouth.
"If you have anything to say, just say what you want to do." Mr. Lin glanced at the assistant beside him and said.
"Cough, it's like this," Zhou Ming coughed lightly, and said again: "Yesterday, when Wang Yu and the young master were in the car together, he mentioned that child's life experience in an indirect way."
"How did he say?"
"The young master doesn't seem to think that Lin Momo is related to him by blood..."
Later, Wang Yu carefully mentioned to Lin Cheng what happened that night when he had an accident in the hotel.
It's just that as soon as Wang Yu said this, Lin Cheng's expression cooled down at a speed visible to the naked eye. Obviously, he didn't want to recall what happened that night at all. Seeing this, Wang Yu had no choice but to give up.
Zhou Ming mentioned this to Mr. Lin at this time, just wanting to remind him vaguely: Lin Momo is not necessarily Lin Cheng's child.
However, upon hearing Zhou Ming's words, Mr. Lin just snorted coldly, and said disdainfully, "What could that brat know? If he knew a little bit, he wouldn't have made those messy rumors back then."
Zhou Ming: "..."
Lin Cheng didn't even know if Lin Momo was his child, so who else would know?
Zhou Ming complained silently in his heart.
Without waiting for him to speak again, the old man asked again: "How are the things you were asked to investigate?"
Hearing this, Zhou Ming's face tightened, and he replied, "Still investigating."
Zhou Ming carefully reported the progress of the current investigation to Mr. Lin: At present, apart from finding out some of Lin Momo's current situation, they have not made much progress in the investigation of the incident before Lin Momo's birth.
Hearing Zhou Ming's report, Mr. Lin frowned, showing dissatisfaction: "I asked you to investigate for a few days, and this is all I found?"
"Currently..."
"It's been so long, it's really not easy to find out what happened back then." Zhou Ming explained in a low voice.
Mr. Lin asked them to investigate the things behind Lin Cheng's exposure to black material, especially the matter of cheating fans X fans.
As soon as he received the task, Zhou Ming arranged for his men to go to the hotel where Lin Cheng had an accident, and tried his best to collect supporting materials that had been ignored before.
However, ten years have passed, and many clues have long been lost. It is not so easy to find out the whole truth.
"Where's the child's mother?" Mr. Lin asked again.
"I haven't found any yet."
Hearing this, Mr. Lin frowned even deeper: "That brat didn't really do something stupid that was worse than a beast, did he?"
"Probably not." After a slight pause, Zhou Ming said again: "Judging from the situation we have investigated so far, it is very likely that the eldest young master suspected of cheating fans in the hotel was framed by someone."
Not only that, but the other party seems to have deliberately covered up the truth and created a lot of "false truths" that confuse the public, which is one of the reasons why their investigation is difficult.
"However, during our investigation, we found a very strange thing."
"explain."
"I asked the people below to check the birth records of all hospitals across the country in the year Momo was born, but none of them matched her information."
There are only two possibilities for such a situation, either Lin Momo was not born in China, or Lin Momo was not born in a hospital normally.
Of course, there is another possibility: Lin Momo's background is an oolong, and she has nothing to do with Lin Cheng.
Mr. Lin's gaze sank slightly: "And then?"
Zhou Ming: "Not for now..."
"Go ahead and check."
"yes."
After thinking for a while, Zhou Ming asked again: "Do you need to ask the people who are following the recording site to find a way to take some test samples from Momo for DNA identification?"
He was also worried that the old man was eager to beg his great-grandson, and he wanted the old man to know the result as soon as possible.
However, Mr. Lin waved his hand and said, "This is not urgent."
—He could tell that their little Momo was participating in the recording of this program with great care, and the old man didn't want this incident to affect the recording of the program.
"And isn't it the same when checking early and checking late?" Mr. Lin muttered, his tone was calm, as if he firmly believed that Lin Momo must be his good great-grandson.
Thinking of something, Mr. Lin suddenly took out his cell phone.
"By the way, Zhou Ming, you young man, show me, what's wrong with my phone, why doesn't it work when I click this vote?" Mr. Lin anxiously handed the phone to Zhou Ming.
At this time, the program group launched a voting activity in the live broadcast room: among the five groups of star families, the family with the first number of votes will get an additional 5-minute easter egg session when the feature film is broadcast.
Last night, the old man was going to vote for Lin Momo and his group, but the phone said that he had no votes, and it was the same if he changed to a tablet.
Later, the old man renewed his membership for another year, but it still didn't work.
"Let me see."
Zhou Ming took the phone, clicked on the voting channel of "Living with Dad" and researched it, and soon knew the reason.
"Grandpa, this number of votes is not available to everyone. You need to watch the advertisement on the APP to get it." For every 30 seconds of advertisement watched, one vote can be obtained.
"Advertisement? Where can I see the ad? Click on it for me."
Hearing the old man's words, Zhou Ming's eyeballs almost fell out, but seeing the old man's expression of "I'm not kidding", thinking about his salary, Zhou Ming opened the advertisement for the other party, and taught him to How to click into the advertising channel.
【ADC brand milk powder, specially contains...ingredients, let your child win at the starting line...】
【Good home appliances, give you a better life...】
Various advertisement sounds cyclically sounded in the compartment.
Zhou Ming took a sneak peek at the old man carefully. At this time, the old man was watching the advertisement seriously. Every 30 seconds after watching the advertisement, the old man would get 1 vote, and then the old man would quit and go to the live broadcast room to vote for Lin Cheng and Lin Momo. One ticket.
Zhou Ming opened his mouth, hesitating whether to tell the old man the truth.
Several other groups of celebrity families have dedicated fans voting for their idols, and they can get tens of millions of votes in a few hours, while the group of Lin Cheng and Lin Momo has only more than 4,000 votes in total.
Even if the old man stays up for 24 hours to vote for them, the effect is basically negligible.
At this moment, the old man suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhou Ming.
"Have you brought your mobile phone?"
Zhou Ming nodded: "I have." What's with the ominous premonition?
"Then you come and see."
Zhou Ming: "..."
And so the ad cycle in the car became a duet.
—
On the other hand, Lin Momo didn't know that Mr. Lin was working silently to vote for them.
At this time, she was sitting at the stairs of the small building, staring at the direction of the door without blinking.
She is waiting for Lin Cheng to come back.
Just when Lin Momo was about to fall asleep, an inconspicuous sound of wheels woke Lin Momo up suddenly.
Lin Momo's eyes lit up, she jumped up from the small bench and ran towards the gate.
Sure enough, within a short distance, Lin Momo saw Lin Cheng returning on a tricycle.
"dad!"
Seeing the girl running in front of him, a smile flashed in Lin Cheng's eyes, but he frowned soon.
"What did I say before I went out?" Lin Cheng got off the tricycle, looked at Lin Momo and asked.
Lin Momo stopped, froze for a moment, and then replied with a guilty conscience: "Let me stay at home obediently, listen to the landlady's words, and don't run around outside..."
"I didn't run around," Lin Momo raised her head and retorted, "I ran out when I heard you came back... to pick you up."
Lin Cheng was deeply suspicious of Lin Momo's reason.
Lin Momo resolutely emphasized again: "Really!"
She could just hear the sound of their tricycle.
"Let's go, go back."
"Okay." Lin Momo followed Lin Cheng obediently.
At this time, Lin Cheng said again: "It's not safe outside, don't run around when you are alone."
Judging from the performance of the program group, Lin Cheng didn't trust them.
Hearing this, Lin Momo nodded seriously, deeply convinced.
"dad."
"Um?"
"I almost ran into a trafficker today."
Lin Cheng's face tightened, and he asked in a deep voice, "When did it happen?"
"Just waiting for you..." Lin Momo told Lin Cheng what happened at night with his own understanding.
"Then?"
"Then I gave all the money I picked up earlier to the police uncle at the entrance of the alley."
"Am I smart?" Lin Momo blinked, looked at Lin Cheng and asked.
In her mind, she was still thinking about the incident that Lin Cheng said she was stupid this morning.
Meeting the girl's gaze of "begging for praise", Lin Cheng raised his mouth slightly, but instead of giving her the answer she wanted, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "So you dare to run around next time?"
Lin Momo shook her head.
"That's right!" Thinking of something, Lin Momo suddenly took out something from his pocket and handed it to Lin Cheng, then said with a smile, "This is for you!"
Lin Cheng took a look at what Lin Momo handed over. It was a piece of chocolate in the shape of a gold coin.
"The landlady gave it to you?"
"No." Lin Momo shook her head.
It was bought with her own money.
At the small shop at the entrance of the alley, Lin Momo bought this piece of chocolate for two yuan.
The money came from the 11 yuan she lost and recovered, in order to thank Lin Cheng for helping her get the money back.
Lin Cheng quickly found the 'point' from Lin Momo's explanation.
Lin Cheng: "Didn't you say you didn't run around?"
Lin Momo: "..."
Looking at Lin Momo who ran back to the small building with a guilty conscience, Lin Cheng secretly laughed.
He glanced at the 'gold coin' in his hand again - although he could smell the low-quality essence of this piece of chocolate through a layer of wrapping paper, Lin Cheng still put the gold coin in his pocket properly.
—
The two returned to the house.
The first thing is to take stock of their income today.
Although the buns at night were not easy to sell, but because the stall took longer and the price was 50 cents lower than in the morning, Lin Cheng barely sold out the remaining buns and made a profit of 65 yuan.
Adding the daytime money and the nighttime money, they earned a total of 143 yuan today.
Lin Momo counted the money with joy on her face.
However, soon, the smile on Lin Momo's face collapsed.
—Their family owes 800 yuan this week, and they only have 4 days to sell buns. If the income is still the same every day, they will not be able to complete the task.
"Our buns are too ugly..." Lin Momo whispered with a 'sorrowful face'.
Otherwise, if they can sell all six cages of steamed stuffed buns in the morning, they don’t need to wait until night to sell them cheaply.
This way you can earn more money a day.
"Not ugly." Seeing the girl's disappointed face, Lin Cheng rarely said something against his will.
—
After the stocktaking was over, the two began to prepare for tomorrow's buns.
In order to ensure the output, the two still made buns in the same way as yesterday.
Lin Cheng was in charge of wrapping out the basic shape of the buns, while Lin Momo was picking out the little spikes that differentiated the flavors.
Although Lin Momo has tried very hard to make Xiaojianjian look better, it still feels ugly.
Staring at the bun in front of her with distaste, Lin Momo suddenly had an idea, and fiddled with the bun again.
"Dad, look at this." Lin Momo handed the bun in front of Lin Cheng.
Originally there were only 6 pointed buns at most, but now Lin Momo picked out more than 20 small pointed buns.
Lin Cheng: "..."
"What the hell?" Lin Cheng thought that Lin Momo was taking revenge on these 'ugly buns'.
Lin Momo pouted, "It's not a ghost, it's a little hedgehog."
Lin Momo raised her hand, and took the bun in her hand to get closer to Lin Cheng, showing it carefully in front of his eyes.
It was only then that Lin Cheng noticed that the small points on the bun's body were all along one side, while Lin Momo squeezed out a point on the other side, and made two eyes vividly with red beans on both sides.
Looking at it this way, it is indeed a little hedgehog.
"Very cute." Lin Cheng commented.
Hearing this, Lin Momo smiled: "Hee hee, I think it's cute too."
"Can we make our buns look like small animals? Then others won't think they're ugly." Lin Momo expressed her thoughts.
Children's whims sometimes are not necessarily useless.
After thinking about it for a few seconds, Lin Cheng nodded, "You can try."
"Okay!"
In the following time, Lin Cheng continued to make the prototypes of the buns, while Lin Momo was in charge of kneading them into various animal shapes.
The bean paste stuffing is a little hedgehog, the peanut stuffing is a pig's head, the sugar stuffing is a snail, and the cabbage stuffing is an owl...
Although Lin Momo didn't pinch her well, she was still very cute.
Seeing buns in the shape of small animals appearing on the chopping board, there were more comments in the live broadcast room:
[Wow, so cute! 】
[Daughter is so smart! 】
[It's over, it's over, I want to buy it even more when I look at it this way. 】
【Cute, I want to buy it. 】
[Me too, if I was also in City C, I would rush over and buy it! 】
[Seek the same paragraph. 】
[Ask for a full set! 】
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Lin.
Mr. Lin, who had been standing in front of the live broadcast room, looked at the steamed stuffed bun that appeared on the screen. Although he didn't say anything, there was an expression in his eyes of "seeking the same style, asking for a complete set".
Steward Zhou at the side silently remembered the old man's expression in his heart.
At this moment, Zhou Ming knocked on the door outside the house.
"Old man, the people from the "Living with Dad" program team just sent a piece of information."
"what?"
"Alternative [family background] for the recording of the next program."