Duan Jiajia listened for a while, yawned and walked out.

"Dad, uncle!" Duan Jiajia came forward with a smile, moved a round stool and sat on the edge of the tea table, reaching for Duan Shunan's pot to pour tea.

Duan Shunan patted the back of his hand angrily: "Bad hands, I spent a lot of effort to get this pot, and this is the first time your uncle and I have used it!"

Duan Jiajia chuckled and waited for her father to pour tea.

He never forgot to tease: "It smells good! The tea that Chairman Duan pours smells good!"

Duan Shunan pointed at Duan Jiajia in vain and said to Xue He: "Look, I told you before that this girl is getting more and more courageous with age."

"It's not age that matters when it comes to people!" Duan Jiajia glanced sideways and said playfully: "I'm not wrong. Who can drink the tea brewed by Chairman Duan casually outside? Uncle, you think so!"

Xue He couldn't stop laughing, nodded repeatedly, and held the tea cup for a long time without drinking anything.

"Not everyone can drink Chairman Duan's tea." Xue He also laughed and said, "Duan Shunan, Jiajia is right, what are you talking about children for?"

Duan Shunan laughed angrily. The uncle and nephew were now pointing their guns at him.

"Yes! If you say that, then I won't share the Dahongpao I received some time ago with you."

"No, no, no!" Xue He and Duan Shunan are now old and like to drink tea besides fishing.

The two of them also knew that they were no longer young.

Drinking tea is also a given.

Drink up to three times a week and never drink too much at one time.

So most of the time it's two people together.

Brewing tea in this way and drinking it slowly will also give you a sense of déjà vu that you haven’t drank too much.

Also considering that these two people are knowledgeable and will not indulge, Duan Jiajia will also get them good tea.

The three of them were joking with each other at the tea table, and their relationship, which had been a bit estranged due to not seeing each other for a long time, instantly became closer.

Especially Duan Jiajia.

After all, she has lived in another world for decades.

Although the person's appearance has not changed, in Duan Jiajia's view, there has actually been a change.

The fathers in the two worlds looked the same, but in the world in the dream, Duan Shunan always felt guilty towards Duan Jiajia.

Duan Jiajia knows why.

She didn't think about how to enlighten her. After all, Duan Jiajia could see that Duan Shunan in that world was controlled by the plot in his early years and failed to take good care of the original body, which also caused the original body to almost die... to be precise, he had already died in After falling into Qin Fen's hands, I still couldn't forgive myself.

Duan Jiajia knew it clearly, but she also had a conflicting feeling.

On the one hand, she knows that the father in this book is her father. On the one hand, the original person was once so vividly alive, and her memory always existed in his brain.

Although the plot is more important, Duan Shunan's factors also exist objectively.

Duan Jiajia can forgive Duan Shunan based on the plot, but what about the original person?

The original person didn't know the existence of the plot, and the world was so vivid and vivid.

The original body is also a life.

So this matter was ambiguously obscured by Duan Jiajia.

It seems that only in this way can Duan Jiajia always remember that a different version of himself once existed in this world.

At the dinner table, Aunt Liu prepared a feast, which was all Huashui City's special home-cooked dishes, as well as Duan Jiajia's favorite roasted pork chops with green onions.

"Sister Liu, I sent you a holiday red envelope on my phone. I have worked hard for you these two days, and I wish you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival." When Duan Shunan was about to leave, Duan Shunan reminded Aunt Liu to check her phone and said holiday blessings.

Xue He and Duan Jiajia also gave holiday greetings to Aunt Liu.

Aunt Liu held her hands in embarrassment and thanked her repeatedly.

She has been in this business for so many years.

Before coming to Duan's house, I also worked in other people's homes.

It's not that other employers are bad people.

It's just that there are very few people who are as easy to get along with as the Duan family.

Not to mention his son's matter, if Mr. Duan hadn't helped, their family might really have to sell the house to solve the problem.

When she reached her age, she suddenly had to sell her house.

Even if the remaining money can buy a nice small house, it will still be very uncomfortable for the old couple.

Thinking of this, Aunt Liu was even more grateful to the Duan family.

Even now, she has almost paid off the money she borrowed. The son of the family is down to earth and now has a job, earning more than 8,000 yuan a month.

A salary of more than 8,000 is not bad in a second-tier provincial city like theirs.

My family has a house, but now at most I don’t have a car.

But Aunt Liu's son was also very happy riding the electric donkey. Compared to being heavily in debt, this feeling of relaxation is more comfortable and comfortable than driving.

The son actually wanted to let Aunt Liu rest.

But Aunt Liu felt that she was in good health and could continue to work.

Even if you want to do it yourself, you have to say hello in advance and let the Duan family know that Aunt Liu can rest assured that she has found someone to replace her.

After withdrawing her thoughts, Aunt Liu did not stay long to disturb the Duan family reunion.

After Aunt Liu left, Duan Jiajia raised the cup with freshly squeezed juice in his hand and said, "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival. I wish my father good health and happiness every day. I wish my uncle all the best and good health!"

In fact, they all have the same meaning, but the words have been changed and the order has been reversed.

Such a simple sentence made Duan Shunan and Xue He extremely satisfied.

The two of them watched Duan Jiajia grow from a tiny baby to this big one.

Now that the children are old enough to work on their own, they usually work alone in Shanghai. They are also well-known writers in the industry, and they can actually live very well just relying on copyright fees.

How could two people not be proud of such an achievement?

While drinking to his heart's content, Duan Jiajia suddenly thought of the Hu family.

She couldn't help but ask: "Dad, I remember you said before that you are an orphan. Have you ever thought about finding relatives in these years?"

Duan Shunan paused with the chopsticks in his hand, shook his head and said, "No."

In fact, when he learned from his adoptive father what was in his swaddling clothes, he also knew it in his heart.

My relatives probably come from a wealthy family.

Or, it's still there now.

Or, it may have collapsed during those turbulent ten years.

As for the adoptive father, the latter is more likely. Otherwise, how could a child be thrown into a deserted field when he was still in his infancy?

But Duan Shunan felt that those things seemed more like they were prepared in a hurry.

Like a last resort.

Combining what happened in those years, Duan Shunan actually believed his adoptive father's words.

In addition, he has been raising children and developing his career these years, so he doesn't have that much thought or time to think about finding a relative.

Duan Shunan was confused as to why his daughter mentioned this so suddenly, and asked curiously: "Jiajia, why are you asking about this?"

Xue He, who was sitting on the other side of the table, asked directly: "Jiajia, have you heard anything?"

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