Rong and smirk, his wife is really a must-have.
After having breakfast, Rong Yin said he wanted to go home.
"I will ask the driver to see you off."
"Don't you leave me for a while? Brother, see my wife and forget my sister!"
"Keeping you here for two days is already very kind."
The man had a sullen face, even if the girl didn't take the initiative to bring it up, he would throw the person back to the Rong's house today.
"Look at my sister-in-law, I said I must be annoying for me!"
After speaking, Rong Yin thoughtfully went to the guest room to pack his things, and returned to the Rong's old house.
…
In the afternoon of the weekend, Fu Nuan received a call from Tang Yao.
"What's wrong, brother?"
There was a moment of silence on the other end, and he said in a deep voice, "Nuan Nuan, my dad has returned home, and he wants to see you."
"Uncle is back?"
When Fu Nuan heard the news, he was surprised and delighted again.
Although her uncle and Tang Yao went abroad when she was young, in her memory, her uncle has always treated her very well and is a kind person.
I am naturally happy to see my uncle again.
"When did uncle come back?"
"yesterday."
"Then how is his health, is it better?"
"No big problem, do you have time now?"
"Of course there is!"
Rong Yu came out of the study, walked to the bedroom door, and heard women talking and laughing—
"Okay, brother, see you later."
Hearing this "brother", Rong and his eyes sank.
Fu Nuan hung up the phone, with a slight arc of smile on his face, raised his eyes to see Rong Yu walked into the room, and said nothing.
At this moment, she felt the extremely powerful air-conditioning field freezes her coldly. According to the woman's long-standing judgment, her husband is not in a good mood!
But... She has to go out, how can this be good
I thought he would go back to the study in a while, she could take the opportunity to sneak out, chop first and then play, without knowing that he would just sit down by the bed and didn't mean to leave at all.
Fu Nuan lowered her head to look at the phone, and then secretly glanced at him from the corner of her light. Seeing the passage of time every minute, she stopped talking.
"You have something to tell me?"
The woman was embarrassed, it seemed that her little movement and small eyes had been seen through by him a long time ago.
"Um... I'm going out."
"With Tang Yao?"
She nodded, and then quickly shook her head.
"... Actually, it was Uncle who returned home and said he wanted to see me."
Tolerance and silence are noncommittal.
"That... Uncle really wants to see me."
Fu Nuan walked to the bed, bent down, and poked the man's arm cautiously.
Rong Yu squinted at the wall clock on the wall, her words were so light that she couldn't hear any emotions, "It's been half an hour since you hung up the phone, won't your uncle wait in a hurry?"
She was stunned for two seconds before reacting, what this meant.
"Husband, you are the best!"
She pressed a kiss on the corner of the man's lips, and just about to leave, she was picked up by the warm palm to hold the back of her head and gave a deep kiss.
"Remember to come back and have dinner with me."
"Yes!"
…
High class hotel.
Tang Yuanshan stood up on crutches. Because of his previous stroke, he still had some inconvenience in his legs and feet after he recovered.
"After so many years, Nuan Nuan has grown into an adult..."
Speaking of Fu Nuan, Tang Yuanshan was quite moved.
"It's a pity that I didn't see her marrying..."
"See her in a moment..."
Tang Yao wanted to remind his father that he should not be too sad when he meets Fu Nuan. More importantly, there are some things... He felt it was not time to say it.
"I know what you want to say."
Tang Yuanshan's expression froze, "Don't worry, today is the day when my niece and I reunited for a long time. I won't mention the unhappy things. But Ayao, I still said that, and she will know one day."
"I understand, but..."
Tang Yao knew that all this was inevitable, but he still hoped that that day would come later.
…
At about three o'clock, Fu Nuan rushed to the cafe near the hotel. Brother Tang Yao and uncle had already arrived.
She saw a middle-aged man sitting next to Tang Yao. Although it was a little bit different from what she remembered, she still recognized it. It was her uncle.
Seeing Fu Nuan walking towards him step by step, Tang Yuanshan was slightly startled.
This face... really resembles her mother, as if carved out of a mold.
Tang Yuanshan's thoughts gradually drifted away until Fu Nuan sat down in the opposite position and said with a smile, "Uncle, how are you doing?"
"pretty good."
Tang Yuanshan looked at her carefully and couldn't help feeling:
"Time flies, you've grown up in a blink of an eye. When you were a little girl, you liked me to run around holding you..."
Fu Nuan also recalled that when he was young, his eyes were slightly red.
"Uncle is also different from what I remember."
At that time, the uncle was very high-spirited, and in current terms, he was a young talent.
Now the years have left marks on his face, and he even looks more vicissitudes of life than his peers.
"Times are not forgiving, there will always be such a day."
Tang Yuanshan sighed, "I am ashamed to say that I haven't been able to be with you for so many years, and I didn't even come to your wedding..."
"Uncle." Fu Nuan held his old hand and smiled slightly.
"I understand. Now that you and Tang Yao are both back, don't leave anymore and stay in Tongcheng, OK?"
In this way, when you miss, you can see it at any time.
If it can, Tang Yuanshan also hopes to be able to spend the rest of his life peacefully, but he knows that he can't.
He has something to do. If it weren't for the sake of getting justice for the old man and her who died, he might not return here for the rest of his life.
He wants to see the man who harmed the Tang family with his own eyes and lose everything!
Fu Nuan saw that Tang Yuanshan's eyes revealed a strange awe-inspiring expression. The gentle uncle in his memory had never had such a look.
"Uncle, are you uncomfortable?"
"It's okay, it's just a reminder of some past events."
Speaking of the past, Fu Nuan thought of his mother.
"Tomorrow is my mother's death day."
"Well, I always remember."
It was to worship her that he flew back at this time.
"In fact, my father would come back to visit the grave every year on the day of my aunt's death."
These words solved Fu Nuan's doubts in his heart for many years-
Every year on the anniversary of her mother's death, when she went to worship, there was always someone who came earlier than her, and there was a bunch of daisies in front of the tombstone.
"It turned out to be uncle."
"I can't forget..."