After the convoy passed through two makeshift roadblocks for identity verification, it arrived at the scrap yard on the side of the unnamed loess road.

Although he had many imaginations about what Su Hongmei and the children's home would be like before, when Yang Weiping saw the two dilapidated shanty thatched huts in front of him, which could only be said to be barely able to shelter from the wind and rain, he couldn't help but feel a throbbing pain in his heart.

It is a shabby shantytown that resembles an earthquake-resistant shed, with a fence woven from branches and bamboo strips beneath the yellowed cellophane, forming a small front yard with an area of less than 30 square meters, behind which you can faintly see the corners of two vegetable fields.

Guo Shangyi strode over at this time to open the car door for Yang Weiping, and his demeanor was still as respectful as when he was a personal guard for Yang Weiping, "Chief, the children and Uncle Su and Aunt Su are all very good, and now they are all in the house." ”

"Shang Yi, thank you so much this time, when the things here are over, you and Shouzheng will have to accompany me to take a good look around Liancheng. Yang Weiping reached out very kindly and patted Guo Shangyi's arm hard.

"The chief said seriously, this is what we should do. Guo Shangyi didn't dare to take credit, and greeted Yang Weiping and Su Hongmei off the car with a smile.

Seeing Lin Yun, Minister of National Security of Huaxia standing in front of the shack, Yang Weiping walked over as if he saw an old friend and gave Lin Yun a warm hug, and slapped him on the back a few times, "Lao Lin, I have written down the favor this time, what is the use of our Yang Weiping in the future, just squeak!"

"Director, do we still need to pay attention to this?" Lin Yun habitually used the previous title to Director Yang, "Let's hurry up and see your precious children, the little ones are really cute." ”

I heard Lin Yun say this. Yang Weiping didn't say anything more polite to Lin Yun, subconsciously adjusted his clothes, just walked to the door, suddenly stopped again, and asked Su Hongmei next to him softly and obviously a little nervously: "Do you say that the children will recognize me? Will they like me? Alas! These two little guys may scold me as soon as they meet, blaming me for not fulfilling the responsibilities of a father at all." scolded me for not caring about their mothers, ignoring them, only knowing that they were happy abroad......"

Yang Weiping's previous words were asking Su Hongmei, but the second half of the sentence was purely talking to himself.

Obviously, Yang Weiping was so nervous for the first time in his life, so nervous that he had no confidence in himself. I was anxious to see my own pair of children, but I was a little afraid to see them, afraid that I would see two children with pure hearts as soon as we met. greeted him, an irresponsible father who did not take advantage of his position, with hateful eyes.

Su Hongmei couldn't help but smile and said, "They are still children, how can they understand so much." Rest assured. Wei Ping, Bao'er and Fuwa will definitely recognize you and like you. Let's go inside!"

After speaking, Su Hongmei took Yang Weiping's hand and walked into the house.

In the simple but neatly cleaned up hall, it was obvious that Su Changgui and Tian Cuifen, who had just changed into "new" clothes not long ago, were nervously leading a pair of children who looked to be about four or five years old, and they were standing in the middle of the room a little helplessly.

I saw Yang Weiping walk in. Tian Cuifen gently tugged at the little girl's hand standing in front of her, and said softly with a little restraint: "Fuwa." Hurry up and call Dad, hurry up!"

From the first sight of these two children, an indescribable warmth arose from the bottom of Yang Weiping's heart. Yang Weiping could clearly feel that he had a natural sense of intimacy with the two children standing side by side in front of Su Changgui and Tian Cuifen. Just by looking at it, Yang Weiping can be sure that these two children are his twin children.

The little boy standing on the left looks exactly like the one in the photo when he was a child, as if he had been carved out of a mold. The little girl next to the little boy had obviously inherited all the virtues of her mother, and her eyebrows were clear. The bridge of the nose is straight, and the skin is so tender that it seems to drip water when pinched.

The styles of clothes and pants worn by the two children are obviously products of the 70s, and there is too much difference between them and the children's clothes that Yang Weiping saw along the way, both in terms of color and style. This should be the outdated clothes and pants that other people's children didn't want that Su Hongmei picked up when she was collecting rags outside. It's just that although these two clothes and pants are old, they are very clean, not at all like other children of the same age who are dirty and wrinkled.

The little boy's right hand leads the little girl's left hand. The two pairs of black children's eyes, which were so pure that they did not dry any impurities, first looked at their mother, and then silently moved to Yang Weiping.

Yang Weiping couldn't see a little naughty demeanor on the faces of these two children, it was not appropriate to say that it was stable, it should be said that it was quiet, quite quiet!

Su Hongmei did not urge the two children to call their father like her mother Tian Cuifen, but stood beside Yang Weiping very confidently, looking at her pair of babies with encouraging eyes and smiles.

"Brother, do you think he looks like the pictures of his father that his mother collected in the newspaper?" the little girl whispered to the little boy beside her.

"Don't talk yet, I'll ask him. The little boy turned his head and whispered into the little girl's ear.

"Uh-huh, you can ask!" the little girl said, nodding repeatedly.

"What was the first gift you gave my mother?" asked the little boy with a little face and looked at Yang Weiping like a little adult.

Rao is Yang Weiping's imagination is rich, and he was also stunned by his son's question at this moment.

After thinking for a while, Yang Weifang cautiously replied: "It seems to be a new set of mathematics, physics and chemistry self-study books......"

"Brother, he's right!" said the little girl, putting her little mouth into the little boy's ear.

"Don't talk!" The little boy glanced at the little girl very seriously, then turned his face to look at Yang Weiping, and continued to ask, "Then what is the second gift you gave to my mother?"

This time, Yang Weiping replied very quickly and crisply: "An imported Giante mountain bike, red!"

"One last question. The little boy looked up at Yang Weiping with a serious face and asked, "Once, you had a high fever and woke up later, what did your mother make for you to eat?"

Yang Weiping could no longer control his feelings, and said in a trembling voice with tears in his eyes: "A bowl of millet porridge and two eggs......"

Hongmei really educated the two children so well that Yang Weiping couldn't imagine it.

She taught the children in this way, apparently to not only make the children remember that their father was good to their mother, but also to prevent strangers from pretending to be their father to trick them into going with strangers.

"Mom, he's really a father, and he answers the same thing that Mom wants us to remember. The little boy's little face finally bloomed with an innocent smile, first after talking to his mother, then turned his face to the little girl next to him and said, "Sister, Dad is back, Dad is back to see us." ”

"I'm a sister, not a sister!" The little girl obviously wanted to be a sister more important than seeing her father, and she opened her big watery eyes and shouted at the little boy: "You are the younger brother!

"Dad, I'm my brother, and Bao'er is my sister!" The little boy didn't fight with his sister, but opened his little arms, opened a pair of calves, and ran towards Yang Weiping.

Yang Weiping rushed over without hesitation, stretched out his hand to hold his son in his arms, and kissed his son's pink little face wildly.

"Good son, good son, Daddy wants to kill you......"

"Fuwa is a big villain! Dad! I'm my sister, I want to hug me too!" Bao'er was so anxious that tears rolled in her two big eyes, and she shouted and ran towards Yang Weiping with a pair of small arms open.

Yang Weiping didn't want to think about it, so he strode over, holding his son with his left hand, then with his right hand, and then holding his daughter in his arms, naturally kissing his daughter's pink face again.

"Good daughter, baby daughter, Daddy swears never to leave you again!"

Looking at Yang Weiping's heartfelt licking of calves, Su Hongmei was so happy that she smiled and wiped her tears with the back of her hand.

"It's okay now, it's okay now, you don't have to be scared anymore......" Su Changgui couldn't help but cry, and muttered vigorously.

"Our plums have finally come to an end, and we have finally come out...... Our plums have finally come to an end, and we have finally come out......" Tian Cuifen choked up a handful of snot and tears, and kept talking in her mouth.

"Dad, you just kissed my brother two more times, and I want my father to kiss him as much as my brother. Bao'er delicately hugged Yang Weiping's neck, cute and cute.

"Tsk!tsk!" Yang Weiping immediately kissed his daughter twice on the cheek.

At this moment, Yang Weiping was so happy and excited that he couldn't speak, how could he still be the supreme head of state of the Eastern Union of China who was dominating the world in the world, just like an ordinary father who only wanted to be with his son and daughter forever and enjoy the joy of father, son, father and daughter.

"Dad, I've seen Dad, on TV, and a lot of tanks, artillery, and planes. Fuwa looked at Yang Weiping very seriously and asked, "Mom said that those tanks, cannons and planes were all made by Dad, is it true?"

Yang Weiping didn't understand what his baby son was referring to for a while, and quickly turned around to look at Su Hongmei.

"The military parade of the founding ceremony of the Eastern Union of China, we can also receive the broadcast of the TV station, and you are reviewing the army in the picture. Su Hongmei smiled and said: "Fuwa recognized you at a glance, shouting that this is Dad, Dad is in the TV, I'm going to find Dad......" As she spoke, Su Hongmei couldn't help crying.

Yang Weiping was naturally in tears, not caring if he would stain his baby son's face, and kissed his son on the face a few times, choked and nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, son, those tanks, artillery, planes and warships are all made by Dad, and they are all Dad's, and when Fuwa grows up in the future, Dad will teach you to play those tanks, cannons, and airplanes, okay?"

"Yes, yes, Dad, Fuwa wants to play, Fuwa wants to play!" Fuwa clapped her little hands and nodded her little head happily. (To be continued......)