Uncle, your squeamish bag is crying and needs to be posted

Yan Rongrong looked at their mother and son with envy in his eyes. It turns out that the family atmosphere can be like this.

She used to face the cold faces of her parents at home, and they would smile at her elder brother and younger brother, and would love them very much, but she didn't have such a casual atmosphere of getting along.

"Furry, put it on quickly, women must not let their feet get cold, you know?"

Seeing that Tang Yunyan actually bent down to put on her shoes, Yan Rongrong was startled, and quickly took the shoes from her hand.

"Okay Auntie, I see. I will pay attention next time."

She put on her slippers and took a look at Si Boheng. Seeing Mr. Si's face was serious, she felt uneasy, she wasn't angry, was she?It seems that you really have to pay attention next time, you must wear shoes.

Tang Yunyan went directly to hold Yan Rongrong's arm, and walked with her very intimately. When she went out, she turned her head and said to Si Boheng.

"It's better to put carpets in your house. Fluffy is pregnant, so it's troublesome to catch cold."

Si Boheng nodded and followed them out.

He touched his hairy face, it might be because of sleeping, it was hot.

"Furry, drink a glass of warm water."

Aunt Wen handed over a glass of water, Yan Rongrong took it and drank it, and felt her throat feel better.

Then she secretly glanced at the kitchen, but she didn't smell the food. She swallowed, and woke up a little hungry, but she was embarrassed to say it in front of Tang Yunyan.

In fact, the three people next to her looked pitifully at the kitchen. Tang Yunyan suppressed a smile, but Aunt Wen felt a little regretful. She should have cooked something for Rongrong earlier.

Just now her young master said that he would go back to the old house for dinner, so Aunt Wen put away all the ingredients that were going to be cooked in the kitchen.

Si Boheng touched the hairy head, and lightly touched her forehead with his slender fingers.

"We'll go back to the old house for dinner at night. If you're hungry, you can have some snacks later. I'll bring them for you."

Yan Rongrong raised her eyes, looking at him with big watery eyes.

"Let's go now?"

Tang Yunyan took Yan Rongrong's arm again.

"It takes about two hours to walk from here to the old house. It's almost dark when we walk back now. Don't worry, the old house must have prepared a sumptuous dinner for you. What else do you want to eat? Tell me , I will let them add more now."

The bright red spicy crayfish and Sichuan cuisine flashed through Yan Rongrong's mind, he couldn't help swallowing, looked at Si Boheng, and said in a low voice.

"Everything is good, I'm not picky eaters."

Tang Yunyan also looked at Si Boheng with unfriendly eyes.

Si Boheng frowned slightly, but still said.

"Eat light food."

Yan Rongrong let out an oh, and took a few more sips while holding the water glass.

Tang Yunyan felt uncomfortable looking at this cute little appearance, she said.

"Well, let's go back to the old house first. There is a doctor in the old house. Let's see if we can eat it after we ask."

Yan Rongrong's eyes lit up instantly.

"really?"

Tang Yunyan felt comfortable, feeling that this little girl is so fun, she can be so happy with just a little food, it's really coaxing.

"Really, Xiao Wen, hurry up and pack the clothes for Fluffy, we're leaving now."

Yan Rongrong bowed her head, pursing the corners of her mouth hard.

This really can't be blamed on her. Aunt Wen looks older than Mrs. Si, but Mrs. Si eats a little Wen, and Aunt Wen has no temper, which is really interesting.

In fact, what Yan Rongrong didn't know was that Tang Yunyan was really older than Aunt Wen, but she took good care of herself. Every day, she drank afternoon tea with her small group of wives and talked about skin care and beauty.

"Aunt Wen, there's no need to pack up. I've taken all her things and no clothes."

Aunt Wen was about to leave, but when she heard Si Boheng's words, she stopped again and went to see Tang Yunyan.

Tang Yunyan didn't care about Si Boheng, but asked Yan Rongrong instead.

"Let's live in the old house this time. There are many servants in the old house. There are doctors and housekeepers. I can even hire you a few more people to play with you. It's definitely better than here."

Who knew that as soon as she finished speaking, Si Boheng came over and pulled Yan Rongrong to his side.

"Are you going to kidnap someone in front of me?"

Yan Rongrong felt that Si Boheng was holding her wrist with great strength, and when she looked back, her expression was not good.

She took a firm stand.

"Auntie, thank you. I think you are very kind and kind. If you have time, you can come to my house in the future. I will cook for you,"

"Hey, can you still cook?"

Yan Rong smiled very shyly.

"I will cook some home-cooked food, but the taste should be okay."

Seeing Tang Yunyan smile, Yan Rongrong quietly leaned against Si Boheng.

This move naturally pleased Young Master Si, he took Yan Rongrong by the hand, and carried the bag on the sofa in his hand.

"Let's go, your water glass and snacks are inside."

Looking at the very large satchel, Tang Yunyan felt a very weird feeling.

"Xiao Wen, was our Ah Heng raised as a daughter-in-law?"

Aunt Wen glanced at her wife and said something.

"I haven't seen the chairman bring you things like this. The chairman must be too busy."

Tang Yunyan finally understood that this knife made up for it. It turned out that Xiao Wen also held grudges very much.

Yan Rongrong went downstairs with Si Boheng, and found a super conspicuous red supercar parked downstairs, she turned to ask Si Boheng.

"Whose car? Why is it parked here?"

Si Boheng didn't speak, but looked back.

Tang Yunyan walked out gracefully on high heels, her silver hair looked very good in the sunset. She put on sunglasses, gloves, bag, walked to Yan Rongrong and said.

"Go, Mommy will take you."

Her face was reddened by what a mother said. She was too uncomfortable with this name. Although she and Mr. Si had a firm relationship now, but they were not married after all. At first, she even found it a bit abrupt to call Auntie Tang Yunyan.

Si Boheng looked helplessly at his mother, especially her swanky car.

"Furry doesn't like such ostentatious things, you can go by yourself."

Seeing that Yan Rongrong got into Si Boheng's car, Tang Yunyan tossed the keys in her hand.

"Xiao Wen, you drive my car back."

Then she stomped on her high heels and ran to Si Boheng's car, opened the door and sat in.

Yan Rongrong turned around and said with a smile.

"Is Auntie going with us? What about your car?"

"There is Xiao Wen, son, let's go, let's go, your dad may be off work soon, if I don't come home, he has to be in a hurry, you have to hurry up."

Si Boheng also looked back at her.

"My car is not as fast as yours. You should drive back by yourself."

Tang Yunyan waved her hand, "Forget it, it's okay to slow down. Anyway, I went back with you, so I said you had to drag me to tell you about my childhood, which wasted time."

Si Boheng's face turned dark immediately.

Yan Rongrong was very interested and asked.

"Auntie, what kind of joke is this?"

Tang Yunyan took a look at his son's ugly face, leaned over and whispered.

"Before he was 12 years old, he liked me to tell him about his childhood. He didn't remember things before he was six years old, and then I... told him."

Yan Rongrong noticed that Mrs. Si's expression was weird. There must be many false edits in the things she said, and she also felt like laughing. It turned out that Mr. Si was also deceived since he was a child.