Zhang Bifen looked surprised: "You don't know?"

He Ying smiled and said, "Didn't we just get home?"

Zhang Bifen pursed her lips and deliberately tried to show off, "Then you go home quickly. You will know when you get home..."

Zhou Guangming dragged his suitcase and picked up the big bag and walked towards the village.

Zhang Bifen quickly ran to Zhou Guangming: "Guangming, put your bag in my backpack, and I will carry it back for you..."

"No need, Sister Bifen, this bag is full of clothes I bought for my dad, they are quite light..."

"Hurry up, the old men are so busy..."

Zhang Bifen said in an unhappy tone.

Zhou Guangming glanced at He Ying helplessly.

He Ying curled his lips and said nothing.

Zhou Guangming couldn't resist his kindness, so he had no choice but to put the bag into Zhang Bifen's backpack.

"I'm leaving first, you guys hurry up and follow..."

Zhang Bifen has a son and a daughter. She does manual labor all year round and can walk quickly even with a heavy load of 180 kilograms on her back. This 40 to 50 kilogram cloth bag is not a problem for her at all.

"The light is back, let's have a cigarette..."

"Brother Zhao, I quit smoking!"

"Then go to my house and have two drinks tomorrow."

"Okay, Brother Zhao..."

"Guangming, I will kill a pig tomorrow. Come over early and I will give you two fresh pig trotters..."

"Guangming, tomorrow I plan to dig out the wine my grandfather buried in the ground. Remember to come and take a jar back..."

"bright......"

"Xiao Ming..."

Everyone was greeting and approaching each other on the road.

Everyone in Zhou Guangming was numb.

He Ying dragged Zhou Guangming to the side of the road, stared at him and asked, "Tell me honestly, are you showing off outside?"

Zhou Guangming said solemnly: "I still want to ask you. Last time you came back to burn incense, you had a lively chat with those talkative women in the village. Did you tell them that our son started a company and made a lot of money?"

The two stared at each other, seeing each other's serious expressions, and quickly gave up their doubts.

"Guangming, Xiaoying..."

Zhou Yongfu's voice came not far away.

Zhou Guangming trembled, and hurriedly dragged his suitcase and walked over: "My dad, you are not resting at home, why are you running out?"

Seeing this, He Ying quickly followed.

She saw the girl standing next to my father-in-law and thought she looked familiar.

Zhou Guangming came to his father. Seeing his old father's rosy complexion, he couldn't help asking: "Dad, didn't you say you had a heart attack? Why do I think you are more energetic than usual?"

After saying that, Zhou Guangming suddenly shrank his pupils and said subconsciously: "Could it be a flashback?"

Zhou Yongfu raised his hand and knocked Zhou Guangming on the head with a bang: "You are celebrating the New Year, can you please look forward to me?"

The old man was a bit ruthless. Zhou Guangming rubbed his head and looked at the beautiful girl next to his father: "Dad, who is this?"

Zhou Yongfu was stunned for a moment, and then he thought again: "What a bastard, even my own daughter-in-law doesn't recognize you?"

"What the hell?"!

Zhou Guangming covered his head with his hands and stared at the little girl dumbfounded.

Su Ting pursed her lips and smiled: "Grandpa Zhou, Uncle Zhou and I haven't met yet!"

Zhou Yongfu suddenly realized: "That's right, you are still young, so you talk about love secretly!"

He Ying came over at this time and asked with confusion: "Are you Tang Wan?"

Su Ting blinked and said with a playful smile: "I'm not Logan, I just look like Logan!"

He Ying said in disbelief: "You guys, they look so similar, just like twins!"

The next second, He Ying felt something was wrong again: "Are you Zhou Chen's girlfriend?"

Su Ting shook her head: "I didn't say she was Zhou Chen's girlfriend, I only said she was Zhou Chen's friend!"

Zhou Yongfu said with a smile: "Then tell me, do you like my eldest grandson?"

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