"Little Orange, what do you say is your daughter-in-law's name?"

"Lin Qingxia, didn't Xiao Chengzi say it just now? By the way, how old is your daughter?"

Wu Cheng smiled proudly: "It's been almost two weeks, cute!"

"That's not right! That star seems to be also called Lin Qingxia! It can't be a real person!"

Lin Qingxia glanced at Wu Cheng, seeing that this guy didn't say anything, he was secretly cool there, she couldn't help but laugh in her heart, sure enough, she was still a little childish!

"Little Orange, you won't really marry a celebrity daughter-in-law, right?"

Wu Cheng laughed when he heard this, and said in his heart: Of course not, I didn't marry one, but several!

However, this kind of thing, he naturally doesn't want to say it directly, otherwise he will have to be regarded as a big talker. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info"You guessed it, I really married a celebrity daughter-in-law!"

Lin Qingxia glanced at him, and finally smiled and said to those women: "You may not know, in fact, the movie "Taking the Wrong Car" was made by Ah Cheng......

“……”

When everyone heard this, they were all stunned, and they looked a little incredulous.

When some others heard this, they couldn't help but whisper: "It seems that the Wu family is really going to make a fortune, before Wu Shuli and his family moved to the north because Wu Shuli went to work in the north, and it is said that he also became a big official." Now the little orange is also developed on the Xiangjiang side. ”

"Their branch is still not as good as Shuli's branch, after all, they are in business, and Shuli is an official, and I heard that they are still officials in the capital!"

"That is, how can you be as good as being an official in business! Look at our township chief, how prestigious!"

"That's it!"

……

On the other hand, unlike his father and old brother who hugged and cried when they saw each other, Wu Zhiliang laughed when he met his former friends, and then asked his daughter to bring him an expensive cigarette, and divided the cigarettes here, and then made various displays, which attracted many people to exclaim.

For example, he told them how much the root he issued cost was worth half a month's work according to their salary.

And how much the watch on his wrist was, how many heads and how many heads could be exchanged for the buffalo they now used to plough the land, and how much the pair of leather shoes under his feet were full of dirt, and they were made of crocodile skin, and the crocodile didn't know? Thinking about the current satisfaction, the little bitterness he endured before had long been thrown out of the clouds by him. And thanks to him, everyone knows that Wu Mingquan and them have made a fortune!

Wu Shulan was a little ashamed to see people when she saw her father's appearance, especially after some villagers secretly pouted with Wu Zhiliang's appearance with some disdain and was seen by her.

"I feel so embarrassed!" Wu Shulan said, standing beside Wu Shuwu.

Wu Shuwu also smiled bitterly, although he also agreed with his cousin's words, but he didn't dare to agree, not only because Wu Zhiliang was his uncle, but also because his father and his uncle were actually the same kind of people, and the three brothers were all half a catty and eight taels.

……

After a long time, after the sensational scene of hugging and crying finally ended, the third uncle Wu Mingjun took the uncle Wu Mingquan to the big house next to Daping, which was the ancestral house of the Wu family.

On the other side of Daping is the ancestral hall of the Wu family.

It's just that now there is only the family of the third uncle Wu Mingjun who lives in the ancestral house. For example, the place where Wu Chengyuan and his grandfather lived was at the foot of the mountain further up.

"Uncle, third uncle, you talk here, I'll go to my old house to have a look!"

Wu Cheng hugged his daughter and said to the eldest uncle and the third uncle.

At this time, the third uncle, Wu Mingjun, waved his hand and said: "Okay, you go and have a look first, I'll call a few of your uncles over, and everyone will have a drink in the evening...... By the way, wait until I find the key. ”

At this time, Wu Dayao hurriedly ran back, his clothes had changed, the muddy water on his face had been washed, and he was still holding a little guy about three years old in his arms.

The little guy was a little dark and thin, and he was obviously a little timid when facing strangers like Wu Cheng and them.

"Little uncle, I'll take you there!"

Wu Cheng couldn't help but smile when he heard this: "My own home, I still want you to bring it!"

Wu Dayao smiled awkwardly, and then greeted Lin Qingxia and her family in a friendly manner, and said, "No, no, in fact, I just want to tell you, didn't Uncle Shuli write back and say that you might return to your hometown this year? ”

Soon, the third uncle found the key.

Then Wu Cheng took his wife and children, as well as Wu Shulan and Wu Shuwu, as well as Father Lin and his family, to his old house.

Looking at Wu Dayao and his son who were following him, Wu Cheng smiled and said, "When did you marry that girl from the neighboring village?

"The year after you left, Ah Ting and I got married. Later, we also went to see the "Wrong Car" you filmed! By the way, uncle, that movie was really made by you?"

Obviously, Wu Dayao still doesn't believe it.

Wu Cheng smiled and said, "This is still fake! just look at your little aunt!"

As soon as Lin Qingxia heard the title of 'little aunt', her entire brain was covered with black lines, and Wu Shulan and Wu Shuwu pursed their lips and snickered.

Speaking of which, when I returned to my hometown, one of the good things was that wherever I went, people called them sister-in-law, uncle, or something. When I was in Xiangjiang before, when I saw Wu Cheng, I always wanted to call my young people 'little uncle', which felt too bad.

Now seeing that someone is older than himself, he actually calls himself 'sister-in-law' and 'little uncle', and the two finally understand Wu Cheng's secret at that time.

Wu Cheng's old house sits at the foot of a mountain not far from the woods over there, a very ordinary-looking mud-tiled house, which does not look dilapidated on the surface.

However, the mud house is like this, if no one lives in it for a long time, it is not strange that the water leaks and insects eat anything, and it rots quickly. But if there are people living there all the time, it is not a very strange thing to live for tens or hundreds of years.

The old house where his third uncle lived was nearly 100 years old, and it was one of the oldest houses in the village. And unlike ordinary mud houses, the old house is still a two-way courtyard house, and there were several families living in it before.

But then everyone moved out and built their own mud houses.

Of course, none of the mud houses built later were as big as the old house.

Wu Cheng's grandfather also came back to build this mud house after he was discharged from the army. Today, this mud house is more than 30 years old.

However, when everyone walked in to take a look, they found that the house did not look dilapidated at all, and it looked very new in some places.

Wu Dayao pointed to the places that looked new and said, "I thought you might never come back, so no one took care of it, and your house was locked...... But then Uncle Shuli said that you might come back, so Ah Jungong asked us to come in and see if there was any rain leakage. It had been leaking before, and several of the planks had rotted!"

When Wu Cheng heard this, he just nodded, but he didn't answer him.

At this time, his eyes seemed to appear a scene of the past, the rattan chair placed next to the hall seemed to be gently shaking at this time, and his grandfather seemed to be lying on it, holding a fan in one hand and a teapot in the other, listening to the radio leisurely.

At this time, Wu Cheng handed over the daughter in his hand to Lin Qingxia, walked towards a room next to the hall, and then pushed open a window in the room, the light in the hall was put into that room, and in the center of the room, there was a table of eight immortals, and the four treasures of the study room were placed on the table.

At the beginning, because I was going to smuggle away, I didn't bring these things, but gave them to the third uncle and several of their cousins, but now, these things are put back in their original places. In fact, these things are not valuable, for Wu Cheng, they are just a medium of some memories.

At this time, he quietly walked to the table, his fingers slowly swiped over the table of the Eight Immortals, and a picture appeared in his mind, an old man holding a rattan in one hand and a teapot in the other, supervising a thin black child to do his homework and write calligraphy.

The former Wu Zhicheng complained a little bit about this, why could other children have carefree fun, while he had to learn these useless things?

Wu Zhicheng in the past really felt that it was useless to learn these things.

And after comparing with his father, who is obsessed with martial arts and doesn't go home all day, he is somewhat resistant to practicing martial arts. It was only later that he became a little interested in practicing martial arts after he could bully people older than him because he practiced martial arts.

However, now that I think about it, these things are his precious memories.

Although in his main consciousness, he is still the same Wu Cheng in the previous life, but now, he has already substituted for Wu Zhicheng's identity. Those memories, after he entered this house, were like water that had opened the floodgates, and he couldn't get them back.

I don't know if this is some obsession of the original owner of this body!

But even so, Wu Cheng would not deliberately stop it, because with the emergence of these memories, he found that what appeared in his heart was no longer painful, but relaxed.

It was as if an invisible shackle was dissipating in my heart.

I don't know when, tears flashed in Wu Cheng's eyes, but a smile hung on the corner of his lips.

Everyone didn't speak, and the atmosphere became a little heavy and depressing.

The daughter Xiaoshuqiao fell into her mother's arms and asked in a low voice, "Mommy, what's wrong with Daddy?"

Lin Qingxia shook her head lightly, and did not reply to her daughter's words, at this time, she didn't want to disturb the man in front of her who was limited to memories.

There are some things that you need to experience slowly in order to understand the preciousness of some things. (To be continued.) )