Chapter 474 (1/2)
”What's good?”
Mrs. Yang's tone was full of disdain.
Yang Wenfeng frowned and wanted to meet each other, but he thought about it.
Mucheng's life is very good now. He can only be regarded as half of his uncle. He didn't give them any help at all. I knew each other rashly in the past, and I would not get any affection at all. On the contrary, I had more trouble because my family was unhappy with Mucheng before.
Yang Wenfeng sighed, that's it.
At that time, it was said that he secretly wanted to take good care of Mucheng, but now Mucheng doesn't need to take care of himself, so it's better not to recognize him.
I'm afraid that in those days, they didn't want to recognize the old man and their family.
Yang Wenfeng takes back his eyes and doesn't think much anymore, but when he leaves his seat to chat with each other, he can't help talking to Lu Xiaobao first.
”How old are you, little friend?”
He didn't know what to use for the opening, so he could only test it in such a simple way.
Lu Xiaobao was very polite, and replied with a smile, ”Grandpa, I'm almost three years old.”
”Only three years old? It's so small, but grandpa looks at you like a little adult. He looks smart. ”
”Ha ha Thank you Grandpa. I'm smart. I'm with my mother. ”
Lu Xiaobao has been used to it. He is smart because his mother gave birth to him. All thanks to my mother.
Yang Wenfeng looks at Mucheng and smiles.
”Mucheng, you are blessed.”
”Uncle Yang, you are flattered.”
Yang Wenfeng's kindness is the result of Mucheng's feeling.
Of course, not all Yang's family are as unreasonable as Yang cancan.
”No, it's nice of you to do that.” Yang Wenfeng seemed to sigh, then asked casually, ”is your hometown Xiangcheng? I'm familiar with it. Maybe I know your mother
”Is it?”
Mucheng doesn't answer. Speaking of his mother, Yang Wenfeng is rather embarrassed. He says again, ”I used to know something about Mu. One of them is the Mujia family. Their ancestors once produced the number one scholar, and also produced the second grade Grand Master...... ”
Yang Wenfeng recounts a lot of Mu family's glory and the development of Mu family later.
at the end of the day, Yang Wenfeng was talking about his mother's mother's home and grandparents. But Yang Wenfeng could be so familiar with him and his family was not so famous. Did he investigate it in advance?
What's the purpose of Yang Wenfeng?
At the moment, Lu Jinting is not around. Mucheng is on guard of Yang Wenfeng.
”Mucheng, I'm talking about this family. I don't know if it's the same family with you?”
Mucheng smiled lightly. ”Uncle Yang, I don't know. Maybe our ancestors are one.”
Mucheng's indifference made Yang Wenfeng feel that he was too close. He suddenly closed his mouth and waved his hand Well, I've had a little more wine and said too much. I'm sorry. I'm leaving. ”
Yang Wenfeng was so sorry that he went back to his seat.
President Yu of Jiangcheng university came to his old friend and sat down. He patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, ”didn't you say it?”
Yang Wenfeng shook his head.
Yu also sighed, eyes, with some regret and miss, drink a drink, whispered to himself.
”If I had been brave enough, I might not have regretted now.”
Yang Wenfeng seems to look up and see Yu Xiangdong.
”Did you like elder sister? How old were you then? Twenty? ”
Yu Xiangdong smiled, ”how about twenty? That is the most sincere feelings, pure, without any doping. In fact, when I was a teenager, I liked sister Mu to pick it up. What a pity I think that when I grow up, I can be independent, and I will express my feelings to sister mu. However, I didn't expect that sister Mu has long been a member of her family and never contacted you again. ”
”Elder sister, her marriage life is not good, and her beauty died early, you know?”
Yu Xiangdong's face is dark, his eyes are cold, ”I know. Now everyone knows about Wen Yongliang. This bastard, if I knew that year, I would -- ”
” OK! There must be something. The past has passed. ”
”Yes, the past has passed.”
Yu Xiangdong looks at Mucheng in the distance. She lowers her head to wipe her son's mouth. There is also some shadow of muchunhua between the little guy's long eyebrows and eyes.
”Wenfeng, do you think if I told sister Mu first, was Mucheng my daughter?”Yang Wenfeng shook his head and hissed, ”don't dream. Even if you have confessed, my elder sister will not like you as a brat. ”
”You --”
Yu Xiangdong seems to have no words to refute. Thinking about it, they laugh and shake their heads.
This is the memory of their youth, with many regrets, but it is also the most beautiful time.