"Mom, what are you going to do, it's all my dad's stuff there, I'll give you what you want, don't rummage around." Of course, you can't tell anyone about these things, especially your mother.

Now she is supportive of her going to heaven to find her father, and once she tells her that she is a meat bun and a dog and will not return it, she will definitely do everything possible to stop herself.

On this point, Hong Changqing very much agrees with his father's viewpoint, saying that there is only one word that is most effective in dealing with women, and that is to deceive! Reasoning is the most unreliable idea, and it will do all kinds of harm but not any good.

"Your bastard dad has a few photo albums, I have to put them away......" Jiang Zhuyi is nearly forty years old, but his temper has not changed at all, he loves whoever he loves to the bones, and he hates anyone to the bones. She hasn't called Hong Tao by name again since she beat Hong Tao without saying goodbye, and replaced it all with bastards.

She firmly believes that Hong Tao is not dead, and she may run to which era she will be happy again. She didn't object to this, but what made her angry was that Hong Tao actually went by himself and didn't take her with him, which was too bullying, too bastard, and too unforgivable!

"Oh, I really remembered that Xiao Jiang said this, he does have a few photo albums. No, you must look for it!" Jiang Zhuyi's words in the storage room immediately attracted a response.

Zhang Yuanyuan, who was originally sitting on the sofa in the living room and was about to watch the jokes of the mother and son, suddenly changed her face, almost jumped up from the sofa, and strode towards the storage room, also to join the search.

“…… Yes, yes, let's find it together!" Diane's movements were not a second slower than Zhang Yuanyuan's, and her pace was bigger, a bit of a latecomer, and she was side by side with Zhang Yuanyuan in two steps. Not only the two of them, Qi Rui and Ouyang Fanfan also followed, with solemn expressions on their faces.

"Aunt, second mother, third mother, fourth mother, don't go, I finally cleaned up the house, you can't ask for it when you go to the house. Hong Changqing was already about to walk to the door of the storage room, but he quickly turned around and tried to block the entry of these aunts.

"Changqing, this is your mistake, the album is full of photos of me and your father, no matter how you count it, it is not your turn to keep it. Zhang Yuanyuan faced her son, who was a head taller than herself, and did not force her to break through, intending to convince people with reason.

"Yes, and mine! and mine!" Zhang Yuanyuan's reason was well received by everyone, and several women kept nodding their heads in agreement.

"Mom, come out too, don't open it, the album is no longer in the house, and it has been stored in the vault for me." This house is basically full of fishing tackle and tools used by my dad, as well as clothes and so on. Hong Changqing also felt that the aunt's appeal was reasonable, so she simply went into the house and pulled Jiang Zhuyi out, and then told her true feelings.

"Vault...... Then you've seen it all!!" Jiang Zhuyi is a little blessed now, and she can't see the original heroic policewoman demeanor, completely like a noblewoman. Every move, word and deed is like Jeddah when she was young, but you have to cut out the clip of her scolding Hong Tao.

“…… No, I didn't look carefully...... "Jiang Zhuyi's question not only made Hong Changqing a little waxy, but also several aunts also had wandering eyes and awkward expressions.

"You said you dead boy, hurry up and call the vault and ask them to send back all the albums, and we will keep them in the future! This bastard! Don't let people worry when you're there, and it's even more embarrassing when you're gone!"

The album is full of the boudoir music taken by Hong Tao back then, not to mention that outsiders can't see it, and family members can't see it, the scale is too big.

As soon as he remembered that his son had already seen it, Jiang Zhuyi couldn't help but grit his teeth at Hong Tao again, and his two hands couldn't stop making eagle claws, as if the sharp nails were scratching Hong Tao's face, which was called a relief of hatred.

"Okay, okay, I'll call right away, you and your aunts prepare first, don't delay my dad's birthday party." "Hong Changqing is so unnatural that he doesn't show any unnatural behavior, he didn't peek at his parents' private life when he was a child, and he has long been used to it.

But you can't say that, you don't have to scratch your mother's nails when you say it, you have to fall on your face. There are also these aunts, except for the second mother Qi Rui, who is relatively gentle, there is no fuel-efficient lamp, but no one will be soft-hearted if they find an opportunity to torture themselves.

"He's comfortable, we have to cook for him personally every year, and he just chokes to death!" Jiang Zhuyi is an unforgiving character, but in fact, she is the one who misses Hong Tao the most.

Unlike other women, she can no longer find a second Hongtao in this world, and any man is almost a fool in her eyes.

The ancients are not clouds, they love and hate. Every year at Hong Tao's birthday banquet, she would get drunk, sing and dance, cry and laugh for a while, and talk about Hong Tao's goodness.

Sometimes Hong Changqing had to come forward to stop it, because if it continued, it would be the Song Dynasty, and it was better not to let outsiders know about those things.

Father is father, a man who is very good at life, very capable, and loves his aunts very much. If you turn him into a big monster who has lived for several lifetimes, it is inevitable that the aunts will have other ideas.

This is very detrimental to family unity, at least Hong Changqing does not want to see a certain aunt remarry, and he does not want to give them reasons and excuses to do so.

Every year on June 1, no matter where they are or what they are doing, all the people in the family must return to this small courtyard on time to celebrate Hong Tao's birthday, and they are not allowed to mention the question of whether Hong Tao is dead, as if he is still alive.

This is the death rule set by Hong Changqing as the patriarch, some things can be discussed, some mistakes can be made, but some rules are dead, whoever touches it is unlucky.

If you don't want to be deprived of the distribution rights within the family, and you don't want to be expelled from this growing family, Patriarch Hong must listen. Not only do the aunts have no opinions on this point, but even Jiang Zhuyi, the biological mother, is also supportive.

So despite her scolding, she had to go into the bedroom to change into loungewear, and then go to make a specialty dish for the bastard who cheated her for two lives.

The same goes for several other women, Jeddah, Conley, Ms. Feng, and Ms. Bai are guests, and they can do it or not, it all depends on their personal preferences, and there are no hard and fast requirements.

As for Fei Lin, Tang Jing, Uncle Xiao, Zheng Dafa, Liu Yuanchao, and Meng Jin, they are even more guests, they can do whatever they like, and they can even do it if they don't come.

However, everyone still gathers together every year, and even Sun Lili, who is far away in Germany, will rush back to celebrate Hong Tao's more lively birthday.

In fact, this birthday is not in vain, nostalgia for Hong Tao is one thing, and more importantly, everyone can use this opportunity to sit together face-to-face to discuss the development of Galaxy Group.

It's really hard to get together so much in normal times, everyone has a lot of trivial things to deal with, and no one has the prestige to make everyone obey without complaint. Hong Changqing's ability is enough, but in terms of prestige or affection, he is still worse than his bastard father.

The main thing is that everyone here is a beneficiary, and without Hong Tao, they would not be where they are today. For this reason, taking a day or two out every year is not too much to ask, and it seems very bad to say a few more nonsense words.

One woman in one play, if there are five or six women in the kitchen, it will definitely be more lively than the Spring Festival Gala. Hong Changqing couldn't stay even if he got his father's true biography, so he could only find an excuse to slip away.

Where to go? Now that the R&D facility for e-liquid has moved to Europe, it is completely empty. The east half was changed into Hong Changqing's recreation room and gym, and there was a small door connected to the basement of the kindergarten next door, and Jiang Zhuyi and the others sneaked into the small courtyard from here just now.

The west half has been turned into a small cinema and conference room, which is soundproofed up, down, left, right, front and back. As long as the two heavy concrete gates are closed, no one can hear the conversation inside, and no one can hear what is being said inside.

If there is a large event at home, such as today, which is not suitable for holding in the courtyard, it will be moved to this conference room. Don't look at the basement, with good ventilation and lighting, you don't feel depressed at all.