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Rong Yuheng probably understood where his brother's constipated expression came from these days.

He sighed, "I'll give you the address of my home. Judging from the current situation, you probably need to come and apologize."

Xun Guang didn't know why, but it was rare to be well-behaved, "It's okay ~ when is the right time for me to come?"

Rong Yuheng was very hospitable, "You are always welcome."

Wen Zecheng poked him suddenly and pointed to the sky.

Rong Yuheng immediately reacted, "But it's better not the day after tomorrow, we will welcome me home the day after tomorrow."

"No problem, then I'll come over tomorrow."

The phone hangs up.

A brief silence spread in the backyard... After a long while, Rong Yuheng turned to Wen Zecheng, "Owner, do you want an exciting wedding, or a safe wedding?"

Wen Zereng, who was watching the whole process, understood his subtext, "I don't want a wedding where retaliation takes place."

Rong Yuheng, "..."

Then it's better to invite Bai Tuanzi.

Spend the day at leisure.

There was no notice to run away, Rong Yuheng only felt that the years were peaceful.

In the evening, the sky became overcast.Rong Tianshen was still handling company affairs, leaving Rong Congyan to work overtime together.

Auntie was preparing dinner in the kitchen, while Rong Yuheng was nestling in the big swing in the backyard, watching Wen Zhongyun's son Rong Momo on video with Wen Zhongyun.

Rong Momo's nest was built in Wen Zecheng's house, so it was not easy to move, and Wen Zhongyun had been rua's son for the past few days.

Rong Yuheng was a little embarrassed, obviously he brought it back by himself, but in the end it was handed over to the big white goose for most of the time.

"Why don't we take Momo back to my house when we discuss the marriage the day after tomorrow?"

The smile of Wen Zhongyun at the other end of the video disappeared immediately, and he held the fluffy hamster in the palm of his hand in a vague protective manner, "No need, no need, Momo said it likes life now."

Rong Yuheng's eyes moved, as if he understood something.

"Then... May I trouble Uncle to take care of you for a while longer? Teacher Wen and I will come back to see you some time. "

Wen Zhongyun breathed a sigh of relief and returned to his smile, "What a goose, what a goose~"

Rong Yuheng: Sure enough, old artists like fluff.

After chatting for a while, the wind gradually picked up outside.Wen Zecheng walked out of the glass door and led Rong Yuheng into the house, "I just saw the weather forecast, it will be very windy tonight, don't stay outside."

Wen Zhongyun leaned close to the camera, tilted his head and tried to see Wen Zerong beyond the screen, "Er Ze, work hard at Xiaorong's house, you understand?"

Seeing this, Rong Yuheng turned the video to Wen Zecheng's face.

The latter had no choice but to say, "Dad, I've never been lazy."

Wen Zhongyun, "Yes, goose goose goose goose goose~"

The three chatted for a while, and Momo started to make a fuss, Wen Zhongyun hurriedly ended the call with Rong Yuheng and the others, and turned to coax Xiao Momo.

Rong Yuheng put down the phone, "Why do I feel like my uncle is really taking care of his grandchildren?"

Wen Zecheng plucked the hair on his head, "This is the way for the elderly to relieve their loneliness."

"Then we will often go back to your house to live in the future—oh, it's a pity that I'm about to start school and have to be away for more than three months."

"I'll go to accompany you when the time comes." Wen Zecheng said, "When your first semester is over, we will return to China and make a comeback."

Rong Yuheng hesitated.

He wanted to spend more time with his family, and he believed that Wen Zerong did too—otherwise, he wouldn't still be living with Wen Zhongyun after so many years.

"Don't think too much." Wen Zecheng saw Rong Yuheng's concerns, and he said, "Compared with being taken care of, parents are sometimes more worried about being bound by their children, that's why so many people refuse to accept their old age. You follow Just live in the way they are most comfortable with, so that they will feel more at ease."

Rong Yuheng suddenly remembered that time when Rong Tianshen was hospitalized, it was the time when he needed to be taken care of, but in the end he kept driving him away.

His well-developed lacrimal glands were touched, and tears welled up in his eyes in an instant, swirling around, "A father's love is like a mountain, and a mother's love is like a river!"

Wen Zereng did not hesitate to praise himself, "You are also a person with great rivers and mountains."

After all, there are forty or fifty benefactor fathers.

Rong Yuheng, "..."

It was after nine o'clock in the evening that Rong Congyan and Rong Tianshen came home.

After a day of hard work, both of them were physically and mentally exhausted, especially Rong Congyan, who seemed to have been drained of energy, and his footsteps were erratic.

Rong Yuheng and Wen Zezheng were nestling side by side on the sofa, gnawing corn, when they heard the sound of the door opening, they all raised their heads, and met the eyes of the Rong family father and son who had returned from hard work——

Corn dregs were still hanging from the corners of their mouths, and their eyes were wide and round, as if they had been caught stealing food.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the entire living room froze.

Rong Yuheng & Wen Zecheng: It's over, I feel like a prodigal son.

Rong Tianshen & Rong Congyan: ...why are you becoming more and more like a husband and wife?It's outrageous.

In the end, it was Rong Congyan who broke the silence, he waved his hand, "What kind of expressions are you guys showing, you are just eating root buds at your own house, and we won't say anything about you."

Only then did Wen Zecheng wipe his mouth reservedly, "Thank you brother-in-law."

Rong Yuheng was grateful for Rong Congyan's kindness and kindness. Thinking of Xunguang's visit tomorrow, he kindly reminded him, "Brother, why don't you go upstairs and take a shower first?"

Rong Congyan, "Tomorrow is the weekend, so I don't need to go to the office. I'll wash it tomorrow morning."

"Would you like to wash now?"

"Why? I washed it this morning, and it will be the same tomorrow."

Rong Yuheng paused, then hummed softly, "...I'm afraid it's too late~"

Rong Congyan, "?"

Little scallop's brain went wrong again?

...

In the early morning of the next day, when the first rays of sunlight shone into the Rong family's backyard, which was warm and full of spring, Rong Yuheng opened his eyes on his big soft bed.

Because Xunguang was coming to apologize today, last night he restrained the restless Wen feeder with great self-control, and did not climb up the steep autumn mountain.

Wen Zecheng was quite dissatisfied with this, "If it wasn't for Xunguang, I would have held grudges long ago."

Rong Yuheng, "You seem to be extra tolerant towards Xunguang?"

Wen Zecheng, "After all, he is the mountain god of Qiuming Mountain, so he should be respected."

Rong Yuheng understood instantly, this was in line with Wen Zecheng's logic.

……

At this moment, he got up early, and as soon as he moved his body, Wen Zeleng who was lying next to him opened his eyes.

Wen Zecheng's voice was a little lazy and hoarse when he just woke up in the morning, showing a bit of sex appeal, "Woke up so early?"

"It's almost eight o'clock." Rong Yuheng said and quickly got out of bed, fearing that he would not be able to control himself and counterattack Wen Zecheng.

Seeing this, Wen Zecheng got up quickly, put on his clothes and took the initiative to take care of the quilt.

In the first two decades of his life, he has always maintained the habit of getting up early, not only because of work reasons, but also to maintain a self-disciplined schedule.

But ever since he fell asleep with Rong Yuheng, Wen Zezhen felt that his bottom line was falling apart. Not only did he not want to get up early, he even wanted to suppress others and sleep all day.

"Zai Zai, I think my current state is that the spring night is short and the day is high, and the king will not go to court early from now on."

Rong Yuheng reminded gently, "Now even if you get up early, it seems that you don't have any morning to go."

Wen Zecheng, a member of the casual circle, "..."

Stop Liao, how can there be Rua Zai Zai in the upper court?

At the same time, at the gate of the Rong family.

Two figures, one big and one small, stood facing each other, looking at each other in blank dismay.

Wen Qin originally expected to get home the next day, but she didn't expect the wind direction to change suddenly yesterday, and there was a strong gust of wind. It was like a miracle that made her get home a day earlier.

Now, looking at the little dumpling carrying a bundle of branches in front of her, she couldn't help but frown slightly...

This little girl always has a familiar aura between her eyebrows and eyes, like a little goose baby in her family.

Xun Guang carried the twig carrying the thorn on his back, so embarrassed that he dug his toes into the ground under the lawn.

Mommy... This seems to be Rong Goose's Mommy!The dog thief let the goose lie to me!

In the silence that lasted more than ten seconds, it was Wen Qin who spoke first,

"You look a lot like someone I know."

Xun Guang didn't understand, so it was just an ancient way of striking up a conversation.

Wen Qin stared at the faint look of sand carving between her eyebrows and eyes, thoughtfully, "I heard that my son is getting married a few days ago. His father said that he is pregnant. If I don't come back to discuss the marriage, I think the child will die." born."

A subtle feeling suddenly emerged in Xun Guang's heart...

Leaving aside the absurdity of Rong Yuheng's pregnancy and flash life, she always felt that Wenqin's gaze became more loving.

Before he could stop Wenqin's divergent thinking, Xunguang was suddenly caught by the former's arm, and his whole body was lifted up!

Xunguang's pupils trembled instantly, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

"Don't call me Auntie." Wen Qin hugged the little Xun Guang into her arms, her gaze was as gentle as if she was hugging a cub, "Call her mother-in-law."

Xun Guang was shocked by Wen Qin's arm strength at first, and then he was overwhelmed by the phrase "mother-in-law"——

Wen Qin actually thought that she was Rong Yuheng's child within three days!

Moreover, no matter which section of this setting is intercepted separately, it seems ridiculous! !

"Auntie, I'm not..."

"Why not, look at these eyes, they look so much like our baby Rong'e~" After Wen Qin finished speaking, she directly held Xun Guang on her arm and swaggered open the door of Rong's house.

boom,

"Old lady, I'm back—!"

"..."

The twigs behind Xunguang hadn't been tied tightly yet, and now with the sound of footsteps approaching in a panic from the Rong family's mansion, they all fell to the noble and clean marble floor with a "crash".

Xun Guang: I really want to find a place with beautiful scenery to die.

Rong Yuheng happened to be downstairs when he heard the noise, and he was the first to rush to the scene of the crime.

As soon as he raised his head, his pores were dilated by the magical scene in front of him——

Fuck!His mommy is back early!

Fuck!His mommy is still carrying Xunguang!

Fuck!Xun Guang was still sitting on his mommy's elbow! !

When Wen Qin saw Rong Yuheng, she immediately rushed forward in two steps joyfully, and the branches behind Xunguang "crackled" all over the ground.

"Baby~ Do you want to be Mama?"

Probably because traveling around the world exercised Wen Qin's arm strength, she actually hugged the sluggish Rong Yuheng into her arms while holding Xun Guang!

Rong Yuheng, "...Think about it."

Help, Xunguang's knee is in his armpit.

Xun Guang was sandwiched between the mother and son who had been reunited for a long time, and the upper half of his body rose high into the air.

She even looked over the two tightly cuddled heads below, and met Wen Zeleng's eyes who were three meters away.

Wen Zecheng: ...

Half a minute later, there was another flurry of footsteps.

Rong Tianshen and Rong Congyan rushed down the stairs together, and the whole picture of the living room gradually unfolded before their eyes like a scroll...

After seeing everything in front of them clearly, they were almost terrified to death!

I saw Wenqin and Rong Yuheng embracing their mother and son as if no one else was around, and a little girl stood out between them. The girl's face was expressionless, and her eyes were expressionless.

Rong Tianshen's pupils shrank, Wen Qin raised the spirit behind it?

Rong Congyan knew Xunguang, but this did not prevent him from having violent tremors, and the shock he received was even worse than Rong Tianshen's.

"Why are you here?"

Xun Guang looked at Rong Congyan with resentful eyes, "I came to look for you."

Rong Tianshen's expression suddenly became more suspicious: the back spirit raised by his ex-wife came to look for his eldest son!

When Rong Yuheng heard the movement behind her, she quickly got out of Wen Qin's embrace, and when she turned her head, she saw the expressions of the three men with different thoughts, "..."

Rong Yuheng suffocated.

He was the first to suggest to Wen Qin, "Ma Ma, why don't you put Xun Guang down."

Wen Qin obediently put down the already numb Xunguang, and wiped her head happily, "Oh~ So my granddaughter is called Wen Xunguang."

Rong Yuheng was tired, "No, that's not your granddaughter."

Wen Qin, "Impossible, your stomach is deflated, which means that the child has already been born. And look, this child looks more like you in his eyebrows and eyes."

Wen Zezhen glanced at the same sand sculpture look between Xunguang and Rong Yuheng's eyebrows, and it was hard not to agree for a while.

Rong Tianshen really couldn't stand this farce anymore, he raised his hand and slapped the solid wood stair railing with a "bang", and said majesticly, "Nonsense!"

Wen Qin immediately choked on him, "Why am I messing around, it was you who said that the baby was pregnant and told me to come back soon."

"I didn't do that for—" Rong Tianshen paused at this point, then turned his head and let out a "hum".

Wen Qin probed, "For what?"

Rong Tianshen, "In order to promote the smooth progress of the marriage."

Wen Qin has a deep meaning, "Oh~~"

Rong Tianshen, "..."

This hateful woman, hehehe! ! !

During the quarrel between the two, Rong Yuheng had already withdrawn from Wen Zerong's side.Xun Guang was about to follow along, when he suddenly received Wen Zerong's eyes looking at the light bulb.

She was silent for two seconds, and then rubbed towards Rong Congyan, who was the only one present.

As they got closer, Rong Congyan said blankly, "That's good, kid, you'll be registered with my household registration once you come here."

Xun Guang lowered his head and pinched the hem of his clothes, "I'm here to apologize to you."

Only then did Rong Congyan look down at her, his expression softened a little, "Then what about your apology?"

Xun Guang paused, pointing to the tree branches scattered all the way from the gate to the stairs, "My apology has been scattered all over the place."

"..."

"If you don't mind, you can pick them up again."

Rong Congyan's mood was complicated: he was obviously the one being apologized, yet he felt humbled for a moment.

...

Wen Qin and Rong Tianshen fought for 10 minutes, during which time Rong Congyan and Xun Guang had already started to pick up branches together, as if they were having a picnic in nature.

Rong Yuheng was about to turn his head and go back to catch up on sleep, when Wen Zerong suddenly grabbed him and said, "Auntie is back, so should we discuss the wedding?"

"See when uncle is convenient." Rong Yuheng thought for a while, "Why don't you ask him now?"

"also."

The phone was dialed, and it took half a minute to be picked up.

The battle between Wenqin and Rong Tianshen in the living room has turned to how to construct the wind power swing to maximize its effectiveness. Xunguang and Rong Congyan are fighting back and forth in front of them holding tree branches as fencing...

Before Wen Zecheng could speak, Wen Zhongyun's delighted voice came from the receiver, "What are you doing over there? It's so lively~"

"Rongrong's mother came back early." Wen Zecheng said, "Dad, let's see when you are free, our two..."

"Hey! So today is just a celebration, right?"

"nor……"

"Then dad will come to you with the buns now, goose hehehehe~~"

Beep, beep, beep... The phone was hung up quickly.

——He didn't listen to Wen Zecheng at all!

Wen Zecheng stared at the phone that was caught in a busy tone, feeling complicated for a moment.

Rong Yuheng leaned his head over, "What did uncle say?"

Wen Zezhen stared at the living room where the chickens were flying around, and for some reason, a cold joke told by Rong Yuheng a long time ago suddenly appeared in his mind.

"He said he was going to swim."

A small question mark popped up on Rong Yuheng's head, "Where are you going to swim, my house? My house doesn't have an outdoor swimming pool."

Wen Zezheng opened his arms when he heard the words, as if taking the whole living room into his chest.

He looked at Rong Yuheng lovingly... But looking carefully, there was a trace of self-denial mixed with this kindness.

"You are so stupid, of course you came to swim in our happy ocean."

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