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 to the door to apologize."
Xunguang didn't know why, but he was rare and well-behaved, "Alright~ When is the right time for me to come?"
Rong Yuheng was very hospitable, "Welcome anytime."
Wen Zezhen suddenly poked him and pointed to the sky.
Rong Yuheng immediately reacted, "But it's better not the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow we will welcome me back home."
"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 Zezhen, "Master, do you want an exciting wedding or a safe one?"
Wen Zezhen, who was watching the whole process, understood his subtext, "I don't want a wedding with revenge."
Rong Yuheng, "..."
Then it's better to invite Bai Tuanzi.
Spend the day at leisure.
There was no announcement to run, Rong Yuheng just felt that the years were quiet.
In the evening, it was overcast. Rong Tianshen was still dealing with company affairs, leaving Rong Congyan to work overtime together.
Auntie was preparing dinner in the kitchen, Rong Yuheng nestled in the big swing in the backyard, and watched his cub Rong Momo on a video with Wen Zhongyun.
Rong Momo's nest was built at Wen Zezhen's house, and it was difficult to carry it. Wen Zhongyun has been the son of Rua for the past few days.
Rong Yuheng was a little embarrassed, he obviously brought it back by himself, but he gave it to the big white goose for most of the time.
"How about we take the buns back to my house when we discuss the marriage the day after tomorrow?"
Wen Zhongyun's smile on the other end of the video disappeared immediately, and he vaguely held the fluffy hamster in the palm of his hand in a guarding manner, "No need, no need, Momo said it likes the current life."
Rong Yuheng's eyes moved and seemed to understand something.
"Then... will I trouble my uncle to take care of you for a while? Teacher Wen and I will come back to see you when we have time. "
Wen Zhongyun breathed a sigh of relief and resumed his smile, "Good goose, good goose~"
Rong Yuheng: Sure enough, old artists like plush.
After chatting for a while, the wind gradually picked up outside. Wen Zezhen walked out of the glass door and took Rong Yuheng into the house, "I just read the weather forecast, it will be windy tonight, don't stay outside."
Wen Zhongyun approached the camera and tilted his head to try to see Wen Zezhen outside the screen, "Erze, you should be more diligent at Xiaorong's house, you know?"
Seeing this, Rong Yuheng turned the video to Wen Zezhen's face.
The latter was helpless, "Dad, I've never been lazy."
Wen Zhongyun, "Yes, goose goose goose goose goose~"
The three chatted for a while, and the buns started to make trouble. Wen Zhongyun hurriedly ended the call with Rong Yuheng and the others, and turned to coax the little buns.
Rong Yuheng put down the phone, "Why do I feel like my uncle is really taking his grandson?"
Wen Zezhen licked the hair on his head, "This is the way the elderly get rid of 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 Zezhen said, "When your first semester is over, we'll go back to China for a comeback."
Rong Yuheng hesitated.
He wanted to spend more time with his family, and he believed that Wen Zezhen was too - otherwise, he wouldn't have lived with Wen Zhongyun for so many years.
"Don't think too much." Wen Zezhen saw Rong Yuheng's concerns, he said, "Instead of being taken care of, parents are sometimes more worried about being a child's bondage, so there are so many people who refuse to accept the old age. It's better to live in the way they feel most comfortable, so they feel more at ease."
Rong Yuheng suddenly remembered the time Rong Tianshen was hospitalized, when he was clearly in need of care, but in the end he kept driving him away.
His well-developed lacrimal glands were touched, and tears came to his eyes instantly, and they swirled, "Father's love is like a mountain, and a mother's love is like a river!"
Wen Zezhen did not hesitate to praise himself, "You are also a person with great rivers and mountains."
After all, there are forty or fifty gold master fathers.
Rong Yuheng, "..."
It was after nine o'clock in the evening that Rong Congyan and Rong Tianshen returned home.
After a tiring day, both of them were physically and mentally exhausted, especially Rong Congyan, who seemed to be exhausted, and his footsteps were erratic.
Rong Yuheng and Wen Zezhen were sitting side by side on the sofa nibbling on the buds, and when they heard the door open, they all raised their heads and met the father and son of the Rong family who had returned from hard work—
The corners of their mouths were still hung with slag, and their eyes were wide and round, as if they had been caught stealing food.
For a while, the atmosphere in the entire living room froze.
Rong Yuheng & Wen Zezhen: It's over, I feel like a prodigal who is sitting on the mountain.
Rong Tianshen & Rong Congyan: Why are you becoming more and more like a husband? outrageous.
In the end, Rong Congyan broke the silence. He waved his hand, "What kind of expressions do you guys have? You're just eating buds at your own house, and we won't say anything about you."
Wen Zezhen then wiped his mouth reservedly, "Thank you, brother-in-law."
Rong Yuheng was grateful for Yu Rong Congyan's kindness and kindness. Thinking that Xunguang was going to visit tomorrow, he kindly reminded him, "Brother, go back upstairs to take a shower first?"
Rong Congyan, "Tomorrow is the weekend, you don't have to go to the company, I'll wash it tomorrow morning."
"Would you like to wash it 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, "?"
Is there something wrong with the little scallop's brain again
…
The next morning, when the first rays of sunlight shone into the backyard of Rong's house, where the spring flowers were blooming, Rong Yuheng opened his eyes on his big soft bed.
Because Xunguang was coming to apologize today, he held the restless Breeder Wen very restrained last night and did not climb the steep Qiu Ming Mountain.
Wen Zezhen was quite dissatisfied with this, "If it wasn't for Xunguang, I would have held a grudge long ago."
Rong Yuheng, "You seem to be extra tolerant towards Xunguang?"
Wen Zezhen, "After all, he is the mountain god of Qiu Mingshan and should be respected."
Rong Yuheng instantly understood, which was in line with Wen Zezhen's logic.
…
At this moment, he got up early, and as soon as he moved, Wen Zezhen, who was lying beside him, opened his eyes.
Wen Zezhen's voice was a bit sexy with the laziness and hoarseness that was unique to him when he first woke up in the morning, "Wake up so early?"
"It's almost eight o'clock." Rong Yuheng said and hurriedly got out of bed, fearing that he could not hold back and counterattack Wen Zezhen.
Seeing this, Wen Zezhen also got up quickly, put on clothes and took the initiative to take care of the quilt.
For the first twenty years of his life, he has maintained the habit of getting up early, not only because of work, but also to maintain a self-disciplined work and rest.
But since falling asleep together 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 press people to sleep all day.
"Cub, 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 gently reminded, "Now you don't seem to have anything to do even if you get up early."
Wen Zezhen, a person in the light circle, "..."
Stop Liao, how can there be rua cubs in the court
At the same time, at the gate of Rong's house.
Two figures, one big and one small, stood facing each other, looking at each other.
Wen Qin originally expected to be home the next day, but she didn't expect that the wind direction suddenly changed yesterday, and there was a strong wind blowing.
At this moment, she looked at the little dumpling in front of her with a bundle of twigs on her back, and couldn't help but frown slightly...
This little girl always has a familiar atmosphere between her brows and eyes, like her little baby Rong Goose.
Xunguang was so embarrassed that he was so embarrassed that his toes plunged into the ground under the lawn.
Mommy... This looks like Rong Goose's Mommy! The dog thief Rong Goose lied to me!
In the silence that lasted for more than ten seconds, Wen Qin spoke first.
"You look like someone I know."
Xunguang is unclear, so it's just an ancient way to strike up a conversation.
Wen Qin stared at the vague air of sand sculpture between her eyebrows and 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, it is estimated that the children will be born."
A subtle feeling suddenly appeared in Xunguang's heart...
Not to mention how ridiculous the settings of Rong Yuheng's pregnancy and Shansheng are, she always felt that Wen Qin's eyes became more loving.
Before he could stop Wen Qin's thinking, Xun Guang was suddenly grabbed by the former's arm, and his whole body was lifted up!
Xunguang's pupils trembled instantly, "Aaaa... Auntie!?"
"Don't call me auntie." Wen Qin hugged the little Xunguang into the crook of her arm, her eyes soft as if she was hugging a cub, "Call me mother-in-law."
Xunguang was first shocked by Wen Qin's arm strength, and then he was shocked by the phrase "mother-in-law"—
Wen Qin actually thought that she was the child born by Rong Yuheng within three days!
And this setting is ridiculous no matter which part of it is intercepted alone! !
"Auntie, I'm not..."
"Why not, look at these eyes, they look like our baby Rong Goose~" After Wen Qin finished speaking, she held Xunguang in her arms and swaggered open the door of Rong's house.
boom,
"Mother, come back!"
"… "
The twigs behind Xunguang had not yet been fastened, and now, with the sound of hurriedly approaching footsteps in the Rong family mansion, they all fell on the noble and smooth marble floor.
Xunguang: I really want to find a place with beautiful scenery to die.
Rong Yuheng was just going downstairs when he heard the movement, and he was the first to rush to the scene of the crime.
As soon as he raised his head, he was shocked by the magical scene in front of him, causing his pores to expand—
What the hell! His mommy is back early!
What the hell! His mommy is also carrying Xunguang!
What the hell! Xunguang is still sitting on his mommy's elbow! !
Seeing Rong Yuheng, Wen Qin immediately rushed forward in two steps with joy, and the branches behind Xunguang scattered all over the ground.
"Baby~ Do you want Ma Ma?"
Probably traveling around the world to exercise Wen Qin's arm strength, she actually hugged the sluggish Rong Yuheng into her arms while holding Xunguang!
Rong Yuheng, "... think."
Help, Xunguang's knee stuck to his armpit.
Xunguang was sandwiched between the mother and son who had reunited after a long absence, and the upper half of his height rose into the air.
She even crossed the tops of the two tightly snuggled heads below and met Wen Zezhen, who was three meters away.
Wen Zezhen: …
Half a minute later, another panicked footstep sounded.
Rong Tianshen and Rong Congyan rushed down the stairs together.
When they saw everything in front of them, they were almost shocked to the point of annihilation!
I saw Wen Qin and Rong Yuheng embracing their mother and son as if no one else was beside them, and there was a little girl towering between them.
Rong Tianshen's pupils shrank, did he hear the spirit behind Qin Yang
Rong Congyan knew Xunguang, but this did not prevent him from having a violent tremor, and the shock he received was even worse than that of Rong Tianshen.
"Why are you here?"
Xunguang looked at Rong Congyan with resentment in his eyes, "I'm here to find you."
Rong Tianshen's expression suddenly became even more suspicious: the back spirit raised by his ex-wife came to look for his eldest son!
Rong Yuheng heard the movement behind her, and quickly got out of Wen Qin's arms, 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 Wen Qin, "Mama, why don't you put Xunguang 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 shriveled, it means that the child has been born. And look, this child looks so much like you between his eyebrows and eyes."
Wen Zezhen glanced at the breath of the same sand sculpture 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 patted the solid wood stair railing with a "bang", and said solemnly, "Nonsense!"
Wen Qin immediately choked on him, "Why am I fooling around? You said that the baby is pregnant, and told me to come back soon."
"I didn't do that for—" Rong Tianshen paused abruptly when he said this, then turned his head and hummed.
Wen Qin probed, "For what?"
Rong Tianshen, "In order to promote the smooth progress of the marriage."
Wenqin is meaningful, "Oh~~"
Rong Tianshen, "…"
Damn woman, hum hum hum! ! !
During the quarrel between the two, Rong Yuheng had already withdrawn to Wen Zezhen's side. Xunguang was about to follow him when he suddenly received Wen Zezhen's eyes looking at the light bulb.
She was silent for two seconds, then rubbed towards Rong Congyan, who was the only one present.
As they approached, Rong Congyan said expressionlessly, "That's right, kid, you'll be registered with my household once you come here."
Xunguang lowered his head and pinched the hem of his clothes, "I'm here to apologize to you."
Rong Congyan just looked down at her and his expression softened a little, "What about your apology?"
Xunguang paused and pointed to the branches scattered all the way from the gate to the stairs, "My apology has been scattered all over the place."
"… "
"You can pick them up again if you don't mind."
Rong Congyan's mood was complicated: he was obviously the one being apologized, but he felt humbled for a moment.
…
Wen Qin and Rong Tianshen fought for twenty minutes, during which time Rong Congyan and Xunguang had already started picking up branches together, as if they were having a picnic in nature.
Rong Yuheng was about to turn around and go back to sleep, when Wen Zezhen suddenly grabbed him and said, "Auntie is back, should we prepare to discuss the wedding?"
"It's convenient to see Uncle." Rong Yuheng thought for a while, "Why don't you ask him now?"
"also."
The phone rang, and it took half a minute to be picked up.
The battle between Wen Qin and Rong Tianshen in the living room has turned to how to construct the wind power swing to make the most of its effectiveness.
Before Wen Zezhen could speak, he heard Wen Zhongyun's delighted voice coming from the receiver, "What are you doing over there, it's so lively~"
"Rongrong's mother came back early." Wen Zezhen, "Dad, see when you are free, our two..."
"Eh! So today is just a celebration, isn't it?"
"Neither..."
"Then Dad will bring the buns to find you now, goose hehehehe~~"
Beep, beep, beep... The call was hung up quickly.
- He didn't listen to Wen Zezheng at all!
Wen Zezhen stared at the mobile phone that was caught in a busy tone, and was in a complicated mood for a while.
Rong Yuheng put his head together, "What did my uncle say?"
Wen Zezhen stared at the living room where chickens and dogs danced. For some reason, a cold joke that Rong Yuheng told a long time ago suddenly appeared in his mind.
"He said he was coming for a swim."
A small question mark appeared on Rong Yuheng's head, "Where to swim, my house? My house didn't build an outdoor swimming pool."
Wen Zezhen opened his arms when he heard the words, as if he took the whole living room into his chest.
He glanced at Rong Yuheng lovingly... But looking closely, there was a hint of self-defeating in this loving-kindness.
"You're stupid, of course you came to swim in our sea of joy."
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