Chang Qiuliang ended the call with his wife and hurriedly returned to his parents' house.

It's just that before going home, he stopped the car halfway, bought a bottle of beer on the road, poured it in one go before entering the house, and then threw the empty beer bottle into the community trash can.

Feng Lan was still waiting for him in the living room, and when she saw Chang Qiuliang coming in, she immediately greeted him, and then she smelled the smell of wine on Chang Qiuliang's body.

"How did you come back?, do you drive by yourself?" Feng Lan's brows furrowed, "You can't drive after drinking, I've told you how many times." Even if you don't take your life seriously, why don't you think more about it for me, for my parents, for Tiantian and Xuanxuan?"

Chang Qiuliang's heart warmed.

Although his wife seems to be complaining about him, he can feel the care of his wife's complaints, and he also knows that his wife is doing it for his own good.

"It's okay, I didn't drink much. Chang Qiuliang held his wife's hand, his eyes were so gentle that they could drip water, "It's so late, why haven't you slept yet? What about parents and children? Are they all asleep?"

Feng Lan urged Chang Qiuliang to wash: "Every time you are socializing outside, how often do I not sleep at home waiting for you to come back? I cooked you ginger soup, you hurry up and drink a bowl and take a hot bath. It's windy outside, the air is damp and cold, and you've drunk again, so don't get up tomorrow with a headache. ”

Chang Qiuliang smiled and drank the ginger soup brought by his wife, the taste was exactly the same as the ginger soup he had drunk in the past few years, and there was no change at all.

This is his favorite wife, what Ji Tianshi said is definitely not true!

Chang Qiuliang took care of his wife meticulously, and soon went back to the room to rest.

But even if his wife is still as considerate as ever, Chang Qiuliang's mind is extremely clear, and he is as awake as if he has just woken up, and he can't sleep.

His wife snuggled up to him, and he closed his eyes and lay up straight, breathing steadily, as if he were really asleep.

Even when his wife unconsciously moved around him after falling asleep, he didn't react, as if he didn't know it at all.

Chang Qiuliang felt that he might be sick again.

His wife, what can't he say to his wife directly, why do he have to be like this, pretending to be uncomfortable, and holding it back.

But when he thought of what Ji Mushan said, he really couldn't ask.

After a long while, Chang Qiuliang slowly opened his eyes.

The room was dark, only the faint light from outside the curtains added a layer of light to the room. With this bit of light, Chang Qiuliang can also see the room clearly.

This room was originally the room where Chang Qiuliang lived before marriage, and later he got married and moved out, but the room was still reserved for him, and he used to bring his wife and children back from time to time to live for a few days, especially during the New Year's holidays.

But this room doesn't seem to be the same as before he got married, and there are not many things related to his wife and children in the room.

He didn't think it was good to do this before, and he specially told Feng Lan in private that he would arrange this room according to her wishes. After all, they still have a lot of time to come back to live in the future, and if this room is not arranged to the wife's liking, won't it make the wife uncomfortable?

But Feng Lan said that there was no need to be so troublesome, she just had a change of things here, and she didn't have time to get too many personal belongings.

Chang Qiuliang saw that she didn't care about herself, so she didn't say anything, and then she forgot about it.

But now it seems that in addition to two more sets of Feng Lan's change of clothes in this room, there are also things in the bathroom where she brushes her teeth and washes her face, and there is nothing else.

And if he remembers correctly, the clothes and other things that Feng Lan put here have always been used here, and they have never been taken back to their own homes.

It was as if it was just a hotel room for her.

She's just a passerby.

This thought flashed through Chang Qiuliang's mind, and he suddenly felt a little flustered.

No, no, Lan Lan is his wife, the one who wants to spend his life with him, how can she be just a passerby?

Moreover, Lan Lan is usually a person who likes simplicity, isn't their own home also very simple?

Besides, although Lan Lan doesn't often come to her parents, she and her parents get along very well, and the relationship is so deep that sometimes he can't help but be jealous as a son.

Lan Lan also knows a lot about things at home, and she can even turn around the kitchen here, which is the performance of a passerby?

Chang Qiuliang counted Feng Lan's goodness little by little, and then his face gradually eased again.

That's right, Lan Lan is so good to him, even better than his parents are to him, she will definitely not leave her.

Although he thought so in his heart, Chang Qiuliang still quietly looked at Feng Lan who was sleeping beside him, and after making sure that she was already asleep, he quietly got up.

Chang Qiuliang walked out of the room and went to the room where the two children slept.

The two children are already older, and they have long had their own separate rooms and beds. Fortunately, the old house of the Chang family is big enough, otherwise it would not be able to accommodate so many people.

Chang Qiuliang went to his son's room every day first.

People say that giving birth to a son is like a mother, giving birth to a daughter is like a father, and every day she looks especially like Feng Lan.

If you want to say that he and Chang Qiuliang have any similarities, he can barely say that his eyebrows, ears or something, and they are all similar places that people can't see without looking carefully.

Chang's father and mother have also been disappointed that their grandson doesn't look like a son, but every day looks so similar to Feng Lan, at first glance, they are their biological mother and son, of course they don't suspect anything.

Chang Qiuliang didn't doubt it.

But now, after listening to Ji Mushan's words, the more he looked at Tiantian, the more he felt that his son was not at all like himself.

My son slept soundly in bed, and from time to time he moved his little mouth, as if he was eating something delicious in a dream.

If it was in the past, Chang Qiuliang would have laughed with relief when he saw such a lovely son after falling asleep. But now, Chang Qiuliang's face was gloomy, and there was no joy at all.

After staring at his son for a long time, Chang Qiuliang walked out of the room and went to see his daughter again.

If you want to say that there are many daughters who look like their fathers, then Chang Xuanxuan is obviously an exception.

She is the same as Chang Tiantian, and she has no resemblance to Chang Qiuliang.

She wasn't even like Feng Lan.

However, her appearance is much better than Chang Tiantian, and at a glance, she will definitely be a beauty when she grows up in the future.