Yang Xiruo and Duanmu Yiren were both nervous, because they were about to face two people who stood at the top of China's power. And aside from this identity, their other identity cannot make them less nervous... Feng Xiao's biological parents! Their hearts and lives were firmly tied to Feng Xiao. What they were experiencing at this moment was undoubtedly the feeling of a daughter-in-law meeting her parents-in-law.
Chu Yingying was actually more nervous than them. This kind of nervousness had not appeared in her heart for who knows how many years. Because Xiao Tian told her seriously on the road that the girls around Feng Xiao were the most important people to him. If he wanted to get his recognition of this mother-child relationship, he might have to get the recognition from the girls around him first. But... unexpectedly, besides Feng Yao, she also saw three other girls, and they were all so beautiful that she couldn't help but marvel.
"Auntie, can I call you that?" Feng Yao walked forward lightly and bowed slightly in front of her. Her calm smile and the nobility and elegance she inadvertently released attracted Chu Yingying at the first moment. Deeply impressed and secretly praised. It is no exaggeration to call this woman the "Goddess of Heaven".
"Of course." Chu Yingying smiled softly and looked her up and down. The more she looked at her, the more she felt amazed.
"Sister Yao'er!" Bao Bao waved her little hands happily and greeted several sisters: "Sister Ruoruo, and, ah..."
The sweet smile on the baby's face completely froze, and her hand stopped in the air, because she actually saw... Shui Rourou.
Feng Yao's heart skipped a beat and she quickly pulled over the three girls, "Auntie, these are my three sisters. This is sister Xiruo, whom you have met. These are my sister Yiren and sister Rourou."
"Hello, aunt! We meet again. I didn't expect you to be Brother Feng's mother. What a wonderful fate." Yang Xiruo said Yingying.
"Hello, aunt, you can just call me Yiren."
"Ah... hello, auntie, my name is Shui Rourou." Shui Rourou bowed timidly and kept looking outside the door, looking for the young master.
Chu Yingying had been looking at them with her eyes. From their slightly nervous expressions, she vaguely guessed something. Could it be that these girls who can shock ordinary people to heaven and earth are actually...
Although there is an age gap, there is never any barrier between women and women. When Long Wei walked over evenly, they had eliminated all the tension and unfamiliarity in a short period of time, chatting warmly. What. Chu Yingying's communication skills were so amazing that even Shui Rourou, who had always been nervous, blushed and stood beside her, calling her aunt affectionately. This scene made Long Wei couldn't help but smile. At this time, her whole body exuded the temperament of a graceful and noble lady. Who would have thought that she was actually a Rakshasa girl who once killed many people. Family love is always her biggest flaw.
"Yang girl, you really live here, no wonder the Ximen family, even I can't find out your whereabouts." Long Wei said to Yang Xiruo with a smile, his eyes moved to Duanmu Yiren, his expression condensed and confused. asked: "Who are you?"
"Hello Chief Long, my name is Duanmu Yiren." Duanmu Yiren replied nervously.
Long Wei frowned: "I thought you just looked the same, but it turns out that you are really the missing eldest daughter of the Duanmu family. Why do you appear here."
Duanmu Yiren's heart beat rapidly, but soon, she raised her head and met his eyes bravely: "Because I am no longer the Duanmu Yiren of the Duanmu family. Now I just want to stay here and stay with the one I like forever. Be around people.”
Long Wei was silent, then laughed: "Forget it, today I am just a father visiting his son. When I am the leader, I will forget everything I saw as a father."
Duanmu Yiren secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said gratefully: "Thank you, Chief Long... Uncle Long."
Long Wei smiled and nodded, but his heart was filled with waves. It seems that my understanding of him still only remains on the surface. What you see may be just the tip of the iceberg. However, the corner of his mouth quickly curled up. Isn't the strength of his son the father's greatest pride
Feng Xiao pulled Chen Bing'er and walked over quietly. The footsteps were inaudible, but Chu Yingying immediately came back to her senses and fixed her eyes on him, because she was very sure that those were her son's footsteps. Just like a mother who has just given birth to a baby, every slight murmur of the baby can wake her up from her sleep. This is not something unexplainable, it is just because the mother's heart and soul are tightly tied to the child at all times.
"Let's eat first, I'm hungry." Feng Xiao smiled unnaturally, subconsciously avoiding the warm gaze that made his heart tremble. To this day, he still doesn't know how to integrate into this sudden family affection.
Chu Yingying nodded quickly: "Yes! Eat first, eat first!" She gently put down the baby's body and hurried out of the room. Xiao Tian was startled and quickly followed to help.
"Brother." Baobao walked up to Feng Xiao, grabbed his hand and shook it: "Why did you suddenly leave in the morning? Mom thought you didn't want to go back to our home. She cried so much that the whole day Calling your name."
Feng Xiao felt warm in his heart, but there was an inexplicable trace of unfamiliar sourness in his eyes. He stroked the baby's soft hair, smiled and remained silent.
Soon, Chu Yingying and Xiao Tian walked in with various lunch boxes taken from the car. The faint aroma of food fills the living room.
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There was a special warm atmosphere on the dining table, Feng Xiao's silence, Long Wei's faint smile, Xiao Tian's lowered head and fierce eating, Chen Bing'er's indifference, Feng Yao's charming smile, and the elegant restraint of several girls. It is also interspersed with the baby's laughter from time to time. Wherever she is, there always seems to be joy.
"How many drinks?" Long Wei took out a bottle of Jun Gong Moutai and looked at Feng Xiao and Xiao Tian and said. The bottle of wine in his hand was exactly the same as what Feng Xiao drank at Xiao Ying's house before.
Xiao Tian's expression immediately became weird. Even if he was an idiot, he should fully understand that Feng Xiao never mentioned drinking in front of him, and even excused himself as not knowing how to drink, but his drinking capacity was absolutely terrifying. I don’t know how he practiced it.
"Still not." Feng Xiao shook his head.
Long Wei nodded and put down the wine bottle in his hand without any reluctance.
"You father and son really have the same temperament. You are both the kind of people who can try not to drink without drinking." Chu Yingying looked at Feng Xiao with soft eyes. As she spoke, she put a piece of fish meat with the spine on Feng Xiao's plate. : "Xiao'er, eat more and try how this fish is cooked."
The plate in front of Feng Xiao was already piled full of dishes. Feng Yao looked at her brother with a smile. Today she did not pick up food for him as gently as usual, because she knew that the main theme of this meal was to connect the family relationship that had been lost for twenty-one years. The full plate of dishes in front of my brother was piled up bit by bit with warm maternal love.
Feng Xiao nodded and raised his chopsticks. When he picked up the smooth piece of fish meat, he clearly caught the obvious nervousness on her face. At that moment, he understood something, and his hands couldn't help but tremble.
This is... my mother's cooking... my mother's cooking...
In childhood, there were countless longings for my mother, countless times I grabbed my adoptive father and cried out where my mother was... countless times I wanted to eat my mother’s cooking. Because my peers told me that my mother’s cooking is the most delicious in the world.
The fish meat sank into your mouth, and the feeling of fish meat and warmth filled your mouth. Unconsciously, a layer of light mist covered the corners of his eyes, but it was immediately dispersed by him with the power of chaos.
"It's delicious, it's really delicious." He looked at Chu Yingying and said seriously.
Chu Yingying was relieved, with a smile from the bottom of her heart: "If it's delicious, eat more. There are a lot of them here."
"Well... I really hope I can eat it every day." This sentence blurted out uncontrollably. Because that smell made him sink and make him nostalgic.
"ah… "
An inexplicable sense of happiness came over her. Chu Yingying was stunned for a moment, then nodded vigorously, and said a little at a loss: "As long as Xiaoer is willing, mom will make it for Xiaoer every day... and send one over."
Before Feng Xiao could answer, the baby's pink little mouth pouted: "Mom is so partial! Mom usually doesn't cook for the baby. It takes a long time for the baby to eat. She also said that the nutrition should be balanced."
Chu Yingying secretly glanced at Feng Xiao's reaction, touched the baby's little head and said, "Baby, be good, you are still a growing child, and you are different from my brother."
The baby smiled: "Hehe, I'm not angry. It's right for a mother to be kind to her brother."
Yang Xiruo and Duanmu Yiren looked at each other, and both saw sourness and sympathy in each other's eyes. Their fates are so similar. Their mothers were the most important relatives in their lives, but they left them prematurely. From Chu Yingying, they seemed to see the warm family affection from their mother.
Feng Yao has been looking at Feng Xiao quietly, and the smile at the corner of her mouth has not disappeared. She is a girl who longs for family affection in her heart all the time. Now that he has found his parents, she is happier than anyone else. And she believed that even if he had a complete family, he would never leave her, never.
The time pointed to eight o'clock in the evening, and night fell quietly. But the atmosphere at the dinner table still hasn't changed, and there's no intention of ending. Everyone seems to want to immerse themselves in this atmosphere and can't bear to leave. Long Wei, who had been silent all this time, stood up, looked at Feng Xiao and said, "Xiao'er, come with me, we father and son have a heart-to-heart talk." Then he walked towards the balcony. Feng Xiao was not surprised and quickly got up and followed behind. Looking at his handsome and steady back, he inexplicably thought of his adoptive father.