The road in Yaoshen Valley is rugged, and the stone ladder is built entirely against the mountain. When going down the mountain, Friday stared at the steep downhill road, and his legs and feet were trembling.
He glanced at Zhou Baoguo's stalwart and tall figure in front of him, and couldn't help asking, "Son, why don't you have a helicopter?"
Zhou Baoguo was a little helpless, he said: "Dad, why don't I abandon politics and go into business now?" If Zhou Baoguo sincerely wants to do one thing, then he can really do it well.
Friday quickly shook his head, "What to do in business, politics is the right way!" Born in the Luo Dynasty on Friday, in that era of centralized royal power, rich businessmen were always inferior to high-level executives, and those who were in politics were nobles.
Rather than making money, Friday hopes that his son will succeed in the election, become a master, and be a wise king like His Majesty.
Zhou Baoguo suddenly unbuttoned his suit jacket and bent down in front of Friday.
Seeing this, Friday was taken aback, not understanding the significance of Zhou Baoguo's actions. "What are you doing?"
Zhou Baoguo patted himself on the back, "Come on, Dad, I'll carry you." He couldn't bear to see how frightened his legs were shaking on Friday.
Special good for nothing!
Zhou Baoguo was vaccinated on Friday, "I'm not serious."
"Your son is the one who wants to carry the country behind his back. It's easy to carry you." He is no longer the weak boy who was so thin that he could be blown away when he was a child.
When he was a child, he was sick and tired from walking after school. He always carried him to and from school on Fridays. Now it was his son's turn to serve his father.
Hearing this, Friday didn't say anything, and just lay on Zhou Baoguo's back.
Zhou Baoguo walked down the mountain with Friday behind his back. He was not a talker, but he patiently talked to Zhou Baoguo about the trivial things in his life.
"I have a colleague from Junyang City. He and her wife are in a political marriage, and the two of them treat each other with respect and treat each other as guests. They play their own way behind closed doors. One day, the two of them went to a private banquet. Without informing the other party, I went on an appointment with a new lover I met. Guess what happened?"
Friday blinked and said, "Discovered? Fight?"
Zhou Baoguo shook his head and said, "No, they finally found out that their lovers are the same person when they got to the meeting place."
He was dumbfounded when he heard it on Friday, "Is there such a thing? Your circle is really messed up."
"This circle is far darker and twisted than what you see." Zhou Baoguo picked up gossip, and there were some darker things that he couldn't bear to tell Friday.
"There is also an old man who fell in love with a 22-year-old young actor and planned to hire her. When he was about to make a move, he discovered that the girl was the granddaughter of his former boss. Because of this, the old man was hired by the girl's grandfather. He was beaten in a sack and thrown directly at the hospital gate.”
Zhou Baoguo babbled on many ironic things, and he listened quietly on Friday. After Zhou Baoguo finished speaking, he asked, "What about you? You haven't found a girlfriend yet?"
Zhou Baoguo's expression froze, "Dad, if we don't mention this, we are still good father and son."
Friday heyed, and said, "Your father and I were engaged to your mother when I was eighteen, and married when I was nineteen. Compared to your father, you are a real failure."
This son is good in everything, he is handsome and capable, he can speak well and do things well, but he is not good at all, he is born with a lack of affection.
A man who is almost forty years old and has not been married for a long time. He was in a relationship when he was in college, but he was always dumped by others. Now that he is successful and famous, he is very attractive. There are countless women who want to befriend him, but he doesn't like any of them.
On Friday, I was very melancholy, wondering that I would never be able to report to my grandson in this life.
Being reprimanded by his father, Zhou Baoguo smiled and did not refute.
The stairs down the mountain were really long. Lying on Zhou Baoguo's back on Friday, he looked back at the Shensi building on the top of the mountain, and couldn't help but think of what happened before he was reborn.
When he was Doctor Zhou, he was blind and unable to move, so he didn't want to get married, so as not to delay his good girl.
He adopted three orphans in his life, two boys and one girl. Mo Liansheng and Zhou Chuan were boys, and there was a girl named Zhou Zhou.
After escaping from Kyoto and going to Jiangling to settle down, Zhou Zhou married the local county magistrate. Zhou Chuan took care of Miracle Doctor Zhou for his retirement, and took over Miracle Zhou's clinic after his death, so he took over his class.
Only Mo Lian gave birth to that beast, deceived his teacher and destroyed his ancestors, and lost his conscience!
Because Mo Liansheng betrayed him, when he met Zhou Baoguo who was begging on the street on Friday, he was very hesitant.
He didn't dare to adopt Zhou Baoguo, because Zhou Baoguo's eyes were full of unyielding and stubborn refusal to accept his fate. Such a person is the easiest to go wrong.
On Friday, he was worried that Zhou Baoguo would become the second Mo Liansheng, so he didn't plan to adopt Zhou Baoguo at first.
Zhou Baoguo was only eight years old at the time. He probably saw that Friday had plans to take him in, so he wandered around the door of Friday's house all day.
Help him collect medicinal materials on rainy days, help him dry medicinal materials on sunny days, and silently follow Madam Zhou to protect her when Madam Zhou goes out to buy vegetables.
Zhou Baoguo persisted in this way for half a year, and his sincerity finally moved Wu Wu, and Wu Wu adopted Zhou Baoguo.
That year, Zhou Baoguo was eight and a half years old, and Friday was only twenty-two years old. They were supposed to address each other as uncles and nephews, but on Friday they liked to be called a father, so they asked Zhou Baoguo to call him father.
"Serve the country!"
Zhou Baoguo asked, "What's wrong, Dad?"
"Son, don't imitate Mo Liansheng, you must be a gentleman."
Zhou Baoguo told the truth: "Dad, a real gentleman is not suitable to be an official." Only a cunning fox can be adept at politics and be successful in both directions.
"I mean, don't be a beast like Mo Liansheng."
"Dad, don't worry, I won't be that kind of person."
"That's good."
After going down the mountain, Zhou Baoguo put down his father on his back. He hangs his legs, gasping for breath.
Sitting down against a tree on Friday, he said to Zhou Baoguo, "Sir, come on, sit down and rest for a while."
Zhou Baoguo's subordinates were still standing beside him, so he definitely wouldn't just sit on the ground and rest. Zhou Baoguo leaned against the tree trunk and breathed slowly and gently.
At this time, Friday suddenly heard the sound of the propeller turning on the plane. Looking up in surprise on Friday, I saw Zeus International's private aviation plane.
Knowing that Han Zhan was sitting inside, he quickly stood up on Friday and watched the private jet leave with awe.
Seeing his father's attitude towards Han Zhan, Zhou Baoguo felt a little apprehensive, "Dad, don't show that expression to his son, your son is not bad."
Friday smiled and said, "Let's go, I'll go to the capital with you. You must be very busy to participate in the election. Dad will cook soup for you!"
"good."
On the plane, Song Ci and Han Zhan also noticed Friday below, and she was filled with emotion, "I never thought that Doctor Zhou would be reborn in the 21st century."
Han Zhan said: "What I didn't expect was that he turned out to be Zhou Baoguo's father."
Speaking of Zhou Baoguo, Song Ci couldn't help but raise her lips when thinking of Zhou Baoguo's face. She said, "Mr. Zhou is quite handsome." Zhou Baoguo's temperament is very similar to that of a great man surnamed Zhou in history, so Everyone calls him the Tuesday generation.
Han Zhan was a little displeased when he saw Song Ci's nympho. "Why are you so nympho?"
Song Ci told Han Zhan: "To be honest, I have always been a pretty dog." At the downstairs of the Qingluo Banquet, Nangongxian saw Dugu Jie for the first time, and was captured by his handsome face.
"Your Majesty, if you were a little uglier, I would have moved on long ago on the battlefield." But those men on the battlefield were exposed to wind and rain and had dark skin, so she couldn't be interested in seeing them.
Han Zhan was so angry that he didn't speak.
Song Ci hugged his arm and asked him a question, "Han Zhan, in the email you sent me last time, there was a portrait of Nangongxian."
Hearing this, Han Zhan's expression was a little unnatural, and his eyes flickered for a while, as if he was guilty and embarrassed.
Song Ci looked at him with a half-smile, and she said: "Back then you admitted that you did many things against common sense in front of my portrait."
Song Ci suddenly approached Han Zhan with his head, bit his earlobe and asked her, "Is it true?"
Han Zhan has red ears. He unbuttoned two buttons under the collar of his shirt, breathed a little more, and then said, "It's nothing."
"I don't believe it."
Han Zhan stared at Song Ci's playful appearance, feeling his body. He saw Song Fei lying on a chair in the aisle watching a movie, so he asked Song Ci ambiguously, "Do you want to experience getting off the plane?"
Song Ci gave him a meaningful look.
She threw the pillow on her lap onto the seat, then stood up, walked through the corridor and entered the lounge. Han Zhan sat upright for a moment, then got up and walked in.
Song Fei twitched the corner of her mouth, subconsciously plugged the earphone connector into the computer, and put the earphones on her ears. In this way, Song Fei's world will always be peaceful even if they are allowed to run amok in the lounge.
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When it was getting dark, the plane finally arrived at Wangjiangshan Airport.
Song Ci said to Song Fei: "Song Fei, go to my house for dinner first, and sleep at our house tonight after dinner, okay?"
"No." Song Fei took off the earphones on her head, put the sweater hat on her head, and walked towards the exit with the suitcase.
Song Ci followed behind Song Fei, looked over her shoulder, and saw Yan Jiang in the exit waiting area.
After not seeing each other for several months, Yan Jiang's temperament changed drastically.
He was wearing a black slack suit, an anthracite silk base shirt, and a narrow, slim tie around his neck.
His hair has grown long, and he has wet hair and a big back. He wears narrow glasses with silver rims, and he looks like a gentle scum.
But everyone has to admit that Yan Jiang like this is the pinnacle of beauty, and no one can compete with him.
Song Fei patted Song Ci's shoulder, and said something full of color in a cold tone: "I won't eat tonight, I'll drink magma."
Song Ci:
Drink lava
The old driver rarely got stuck.
Seeing Song Fei walking out towards Yanjiang with a suitcase, Song Ci belatedly figured out what the so-called 'drinking magma' was all about.
She didn't dare to think about how Song Fei would drink the magma tonight, and how much she would drink.
Song Ci rubbed the goosebumps on her arms, and said to Han Zhan, who was a few steps behind, "Hurry up, Han Zhan, I'm going home to see my daughters!"
Song Ci hasn't seen her daughters for a long time, and suspects that they have forgotten her again. Han Zhan quickened his pace, held Song Ci's hand, and got into Long Yu's car with her.
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In the airport lobby, through the pair of transparent lenses, Yan Jiang looked longingly at the person who was slowly walking towards him.
Song Fei wore a short white sweater and a black high-waisted leather skirt, revealing a pair of slender and well-proportioned big white legs, and a pair of Chelsea boots, looking rustic and cool.
When Song Fei approached, Yan Jiang reached out to take the suitcase in Song Fei's hand, then hugged her, and pressed her slender body into his thick arms.
"I'm back." His voice was hoarse, and his lazy, smoky voice made Song Fei's ears itch.
Song Fei's ears turned red when he suspected it, and reminded her in a low voice: "It's the airport."
"I hugged my wife and didn't cheat. What are you afraid of?"
After several months of separation, Yan Jiang really missed Song Fei so much that he wanted to go to Medicine God Valley to find her several times.
But after Song Fei went to the Mo family, he was bored staying at home alone, so he went to the United States to study with his university teacher two months ago.
He just returned to China the day before yesterday. After returning home, he went to see Yan Rufeng and asked someone to clean up the house. Today, after lunch, he drove to the airport to wait for Song Fei.
"The car is outside, come on." Yan Jiang put the suitcase in front of him and motioned Song Fei to sit on it. Song Fei sat on the suitcase, crossed her legs, and listened to Yan Jiang's speech.
"I bought the ingredients and prepared them in advance. When I get home later, I can just cook them. After dinner, let's sleep. I will rest tomorrow."
He raised his hand and boldly rubbed Song Fei's head, and said to her, "You will accompany me tomorrow."
Song Fei said bluntly, "Accompany you to create a human?"
Yan Jiang quickly looked around and was relieved to see that everyone was busy with their own business and didn't care about them.
Yan Jiang laughed in a muffled voice. He said, "I went to the United States this time, and I specially visited the Ice Dragon Research Institute to see their artificial womb technology."
"A Fei. Let's have a baby."
Song Fei raised her head and leaned the back of her head against the back of Yan Jiang's hand. Looking up at the handsome face above, she curled her lips and smiled. "I don't like raising children."
Yan Jiang: "I'll raise it."
Song Fei: "That's it."
Yan Jiang has her own savings, Song Fei has a capable and profitable apprentice, she is also a little rich woman. The two want to have a child through high-tech technology, and economic strength allows it.
After getting into the car, Song Fei was about to put on her seat belt when Yan Jiang pressed her on the passenger seat and kissed her domineeringly. Song Fei was distracted for a moment, then raised her arms to hug Yan Jiang's head, and lingered with him.
He almost fired his gun in the car, Yan Jiang didn't want to see the headlines about his car fight with Song Fei on tomorrow's Wangdongcheng forum, so he could only stop the idea of asking Song Fei in the car in time.
When they got home, facing the table full of ingredients, the two of them went upstairs tacitly. As soon as she entered the room, Song Fei pressed Yan Jiang against the door of the room, and started to unbutton his shiny silk shirt.
After taking off her clothes, she pulled Yan Jiang's tie, pulled him in front of her, raised her head and kissed him fiercely and rudely.
The newlyweds are having a hard time reuniting after a long absence.
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Long Yu hadn't seen Song Ci for a long time, and when they met, she revealed a surprise to Song Ci. "Ma'am, I'm out of order."
Song Ci: "Yo hoo!"
She sat gracefully in the back seat, but she was sucking on a cup of yogurt in her hand. After drinking the yogurt in his mouth, Song Ci leaned forward and asked Long Yu, "Where is the girl from?"
"Just look at Dongcheng."
"What occupation?"
Han Zhan answered instead of Long Yu, "Female traffic policeman."
Song Ci was taken aback, "Brother Long, you actually found a female traffic policeman! Okay, you, what a cool job!"
Long Yu let out a hey.
On the way back, Long Yu stared at the uncongested route indication on the navigation and said, "The route ahead may be a bit congested, let's take a detour."
Han Zhan raised his eyebrows and didn't answer. Song Ci secretly whispered to Han Zhan, asking him, "Is Brother Long's partner on duty today?"
Han Zhan gave Song Ci a look of "you are very smart".
Long Yu turned the car around to a large roundabout, and Song Ci saw a female traffic policeman wearing a traffic police uniform standing in the middle of the road from a distance.
The girl was wearing black suit trousers, a blue shirt, a fluorescent vest over the shirt, a white hat, and a black whistle around her neck.
The weather started to get hot, the sun was scorching, and the girl's face was dripping with sweat.
Because she is always exposed to the sun, the girl's skin is relatively honey-toned, but she can tell that her facial features are very good. If she takes off her uniform and puts on her private clothes, she is still a beautiful girl.
Song Ci whistled to Long Yu. "pretty girl!"
Long Yu's ears were reddish.
He manipulated the steering wheel with one hand, and took out a bottle of mineral water from the glove box with the other hand. When the car circled the ring road, Long Yu quickly opened the car window and threw a bottle of water at the girl.
The girl subconsciously caught the water and wanted to say thank you, but when she looked up and saw Long Yu who was driving, a gentle and moving smile appeared on that serious pretty face.
Long Yu blushed immediately.
Not to mention Long Yu, even Song Ci was a little elated when he saw the girl's smile. Leaving Huandao Road, Song Ci couldn't help laughing.
"Brother Long, you have a good eye. That sister is very beautiful. How did you meet?"
Long Yu scratched his nose embarrassingly, and said, "We met at the blind date party that Mr. Han hosted for us."
Song Ci was a little surprised.
"Han Zhan, you still work as a matchmaker part-time?" Song Ci looked at Han Zhan in surprise, thinking that this person is really hidden, and he is quite good at being a matchmaker.
Thinking of Dugu Jie again, Nangong Xian said: "Dugu Jie likes bestowing marriages on people at that time."
Because he didn't marry the woman he loves, when Dugu Jie heard that a certain official forced his daughter into marriage, he disapproved, and then directly threw down an imperial decree, fulfilling the dreams of other boys and girls.
So at that time, whenever the relationship was hindered and the official children who wanted a happy marriage, they would find a way to make this matter known to the emperor.
The son of heaven likes to be old in the month most, and he can always fulfill their dreams.
Han Zhan's eyes were dim, and he said: "I have suffered from not being able to stay with the one I love for a lifetime, so naturally, I want to do more good deeds."
The good death he sowed is now bearing fruit. He finally married the woman he loved, and gave birth to two healthy and lovely children with her.
After returning home, Song Ci suddenly burst into tears when she saw Miaomiao, who was in a circle, and Junjun, who was becoming more and more aloof and arrogant.
Because of the regrets of the previous life, Song Ci was always grateful for being able to have children with Han Zhan in this life, so she was always emotional.
She put her arms around her two daughters.
Miaomiao and Junjun are one and a half years old. Although they can see pictures of their mother every day and have video chats with their mother, the daughters still feel embarrassed when they are actually reunited.
Being hugged by Song Ci, the two little guys first pursed their lips and smiled in embarrassment, then felt aggrieved, and at the same time pursed their lips and began to cry.
Han Zhan kicked Han Miaomiao's chubby ass, "I don't know how to call someone! Who am I?"
Han Miaomiao covered her buttocks, raised her teary eyes, and said to Han Zhan, "Uncle."
Han Zhan's face darkened immediately.
Song Ci gloated and laughed at him: "This is what happens when you don't talk to them every time you make a video call." Han Zhan went to country D to perform a mission before, and he has been recuperating in the hospital since he came back, and then he went to the Mo clan.
Counting it, Han Zhan hasn't seen the two children for more than a month.
It was indeed Han Zhan who asked for it to be called uncle by Han Miaomiao.
Han Jun looked up at Han Zhan and said, "Dad, it's Dad."
Han Zhan immediately smiled. He bent down and picked up Han Junjun, scratched her nose, and asked her, "Did you miss Dad?"
Han Junjun shook her head honestly, "I don't want to!"
Han Zhan's face darkened even more.
Song Ci watched the fun and laughed happily. She noticed that someone came out of the manor, looked up, and saw A Rang with his hands in his overalls pockets.
Ah Rang was wearing a long-sleeved t-shirt with a deep V neckline, and a concave hat on his head, with quite hot eyes. Throwing an ocean ball in his hand, he whistled at Han Miaomiao and Han Junjun, "Hey, two generals! Come here!"
Hearing their uncle's shout, Han Miaomiao and Han Junjun hurriedly abandoned Song Ci and his wife, turned around and ran towards Arang.
A Rang threw the ocean ball in front of Han Miaomiao, Han Miaomiao raised her chubby leg, kicked the ocean ball away, and dubbed the action by herself: "Huh!"
A Rang picked up the ball and threw it in front of Han Junjun.
Han Junjun kicked the ocean ball away and yelled, "Ha!"
Hum Ha, the second general, deserves his reputation.
There are two more updates, update tomorrow morning, go to bed early
(end of this chapter)