Brother Yuan hugged her and choked, "Okay, okay, okay!"
When Yu Wenhao saw that the old Yuan suddenly hugged a man and wept bitterly, when he was a little bit astonished as he was about to move forward, he quickly realized that this man should be the older brother-in-law, and immediately stopped.
Seeing the two brothers and sisters crying in their arms, Yu Wenhao suddenly felt a sense of sorrow and sorrow in his chest, and his eyes were a little hot.
The dim sums walked over in silence, pulled uncle's clothes, and shouted in unison: "Uncle!"
Brother Yuan just let go of Yuan Qingling with tears in his eyes. Looking down at the three identical children, he immediately became happy, picked up one in one hand, and put down the glutinous rice balls again.
I watched it from the video, but when I really stood in front of it, it still made Brother Yuan feel like a world away.
Putting down the steamed buns and glutinous rice, he picked up the glutinous rice balls and kissed vigorously, "Good boy."
Yuanqing Ling Chongyu Wenhao nodded, and Yu Wenhao gave her the second treasure and walked forward to hand over, "Big Uncle!"
Brother Yuan looked at him, his first feeling was very satisfied, especially the peace and warmth between his eyes, which made him a little touched, put down the glutinous rice balls, and held Yu Wenhao's hand, "Meeting for the first time!"
Yu Wenhao was a little unnatural. The handshake between the two big men was a bit strange, but he didn't show it too clearly. He just smiled, "Look up for a long time!"
Brother Yuan’s phone rang, he let go of Yu Wenhao’s hand and picked up the phone, “Mom, um, I saw... Yes, there are, there are, there are five children, it’s okay, you don’t need to come over, if you can’t sit down, I’ll call Didi, um, do you go home first, have you eaten? That must not have eaten, the children must be hungry, and they all actively call the uncle, are you hungry? OK... By the way, buy some clothes, your daughter The son-in-law dresses a bit weirdly. How tall is your son-in-law? About 1.88 meters? How much? Visual inspection is about 130. Anyway, you can figure it out...
When Yu Wenhao saw him talking to the camera box, he felt a little creepy, so he asked Yuan Qingling softly, "Is there something in our uncle's head..."
Yuan Qingling wiped her tears, and the atmosphere was immediately disturbed by him, so she smiled and hit him, "What are you talking about? It's a mobile phone, you can talk to people from far away. Your elder brother is a good messenger, at least better than you. It works."
"Oh, I see, is it consciousness-controlled sound transmission? Everyone here can do it?" Yu Wenhao exclaimed, but was not convinced, "I have never been here, and I don't know what you use. How can you say that my brain is not good? If you ask him to do a few tricks with me, keep you saying that he is not good."
Yu Wenhao could see that this eldest brother is not a master of the Nei family, and his breath is disordered.
Brother Yuan finished the call and came back and took them to the parking lot.
He drove a five-seater medium-sized SUV. Fortunately, two infants in his arms and three children under the age of three could barely get in.
Yu Wenhao recognized that this was the iron wagon that he saw just now, and turned around the car in a puzzled way. How did this thing pull it forward without external force? And it's fast.
He was sitting in the back row, because he wanted to hug the child, and the things he carried were unloaded in the trunk of the car. He sat by the window. The three children sat in a row on his left. The space was narrow, which made Yu Wenhao feel Especially uncomfortable, there is an unpleasant smell.
"Lao Yuan!" He yelled softly the moment the car started.
Yuan Qing Ling took the seat belt, turned around to see the helplessness in his eyes, and felt guilty in his heart. How could he ever see this energetic Prince of the Northern Tang Dynasty be so at a loss
"Don't worry, it's okay, my brother has very good driving skills!" Yuan Qingling said.
Yu Wenhao hugged Erbao tightly, and said nervously, "Who is pulling the cart? I didn't see it."
Yuan Qingling smiled, "I'll explain to you later."
The car accelerated forward, and soon after turning out, it got on a high-speed ring to avoid traffic jams, and then walked about ten minutes to get home.
The speed of the car on the first ring was very fast, faster than he was riding a horse, and the scenery on both sides kept moving back. Although the sound insulation of the car was good, the whistling wind could still be heard.
Yu Wenhao's heart is getting more and more disturbed, who is pulling this car? Pulling so fast, he looked at the dim sums, but saw their calmness and no sense of fear. He tried to adjust his look so that he didn't look so nervous, otherwise it would be really embarrassing.
One ring was monitored, decelerating, and accelerating, two or three times in a row, causing Yu Wenhao's stomach to roll a little, dizzy, as if he was drunk, he leaned his head on the car window, the window shook his head, and he was even more uncomfortable. Comfortable.
Brother Yuan saw his face like a dish from the rearview mirror of the car, and was startled, "Brother-in-law, are you motion sick?"
Yu Wenhao reluctantly said: "I didn't feel dizzy before. I used to always ride in a carriage. I don't know what happened this time. The carriage is supposed to be more bumpy."
"It will be here in a while, you can bear it." Brother Yuan said, and then ordered a snack, "Baby, take care of your father."
"Know!" The three said in unison.
Yuan Qingling turned her head and looked at Yu Wenhao worriedly, "Are you okay?"
"I want to vomit!" Yu Wenhao held back the tumbling and uncomfortable hardly, and was really embarrassed to throw it at his mother-in-law's house.
"Why don't you sit in the front? I will hold the baby in the back!" Yuan Qingling said.
Yu Wenhao said weakly, "Isn't it coming soon?"
"Alright!" Brother Yuan responded, and tried to drive the car as smoothly as possible to take care of the expensive prince and brother-in-law.
Then every minute, Yu Wenhao will ask is it reached
At the end of the question, they were all crying.
Finally, the car drove into the garage and stopped. Yuan Qingling immediately got out of the car to help him open the door, "Get out."
Yu Wenhao gave her the second treasure, squatting on the ground and wanted to vomit, but he couldn't vomit. That was the first time he felt uncomfortable.
Yuan Qingling gave the second treasure to her brother, and then went to give him a hand, "Is it better?"
"It's better!" Yu Wenhao stood up, there was a whine of wind in his ear.
Brother Yuan said, "Let's go up first. Mom and Dad will go shopping for clothes, and we will be home in a while."
The dim sums ran forward quickly, Yu Wenhao hurriedly stopped, "Don't run around, get lost in a while."
"They know that home is there." Brother Yuan said with a smile.
Two neighbors stopped, looked at Yuan Qingling and Yu Wenhao, and asked Brother Yuan with a smile, "Doctor Yuan, who are these two?"
"Cousin and brother-in-law, they just came back from filming and haven't removed their makeup yet."
"It's a celebrity, amazing. Your cousin looks a lot like Dr. Yuan, hey, it's a pity that Dr. Yuan."
Yuan Qingling knew these people, and he never thought that he would see them again in this life, and his eyes were a little hot, but now he can only pretend not to know them and nod to them politely.
Saying goodbye to the neighbors, he went home, fearing that Yu Wenhao would faint once in the elevator, so Yuan Qingling accompanied him on the stairs.
Wandering around, Yu Wenhao was so strange, "I thought these were high towers, but I didn't expect it to be your house, your house is so tall."
Yuan Qingling explained: "No, this building has dozens of floors, and there are four houses on the first floor. We call these apartments. After the developers build them, they will sell them one by one."
"There are four families on the first floor? Isn't there a lot of people here?"
"Yes, there are about two thousand households in the entire district," Yuan Qingling said.
Yu Wenhao still struggled with the car, "Who is pulling the car? It's very fast."
"Let's talk about it later."