Wei Jingtian is short of words, how to explain Wei Tong's role in the life of mother and daughter in the future? I suddenly feel that it's good to be like this now, otherwise, regret getting married?

Du Yiniang didn't bother her eyes, although she couldn't get used to that kid, but she didn't wait to play with others like this. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Jun Niu'er, your mother will live with Uncle Wei in the future, just like your uncle and Eminem, are you willing?"

If you don't make it clear now and fool the past, children will not be allowed to make trouble in the future.

The two looked at Yu Chao'er nervously, just waiting for her final decision.

If she doesn't agree, Wei Tong must be wronged.

Yu Chao'er was stunned, Uncle and Eminem like that?

burst into tears: "My mother wants to sleep in the same bed with Uncle Wei?" ”

Wei Jingtian swished at Du Yiniang, and complained silently, what did you two show your children?

Du Yiniang blushed and was confident: "Don't husband and wife all sleep in the same bed?" "After saying that, I said badly, this mother and son have no separate bed, although Junniuer can sleep by herself, but as long as she is there, they are all together.

Seems a bit of a hassle.

Wei Jingtian hurriedly said: "Mother and handsome girl sleep." ”

Du Yiniang rolled her eyes, did you marry someone who didn't sleep? It's immoral.

Yu Chao'er's expression was sorrowful: "I want to separate my mother?" ”

"No, my mother loves Junniuer as much as before, and Uncle Jiawei loves Junniuer together." Wei Jingtian looked into his daughter's eyes and said solemnly: "If Jun Niu'er is unwilling, my mother will not let Uncle Wei live in." ”

Jun Niu'er really nodded: "Regardless of the mother's relatives, don't let Uncle Wei live in." ”

The two of them were stunned, is it too late to withdraw from their relatives now?

Wei Tong: It's always me who gets hurt for Mao?

Fortunately, Yu Chao'er is a generous child.

"Uncle Wei lives next door, Ozawa and I are good friends, and Ozawa is next door to our house. Uncle Wei and his mother are good friends, and they also live next door. ”

The two of them inexplicably thought of one word: outer room.

Looking out through the window, the place in the village is quite spacious, and it is not a waste to build a bamboo building again.

Du Yiniang said: "This is just the embroidery building. ”

You mother, move somewhere.

Yu Chao'er explained: "My mother sleeps with me. ”

As long as you sleep with her, Uncle Wei will live next door if he lives next door.

"That," Wei Jingtian tempted: "My mother sleeps with Chao'er, and Uncle Wei lives next door, can my mother marry Uncle Wei?" ”

On the one hand, Du Yiniang was amused, what is this.

Yu Chao'er thought for a while and nodded: "Okay, the mothers of the little friends in the village are accompanied by their uncles." ”

What she said is that everyone has a man, not that the little friends have a father.

Wei Jingtian felt that he had perfectly played the dual roles of father and mother, and his daughter didn't seem to have any concept of his father, so she didn't need it at all, and she didn't expect it at all.

Du Yiniang: "Take your time." ”

Take your time, Wei Jingtian sighed in his heart, nourishing himself with poison, I don't know what future trouble it will bring to his daughter's body? I don't know what impact the father's lack will have on the daughter's psychology?

Why does her delicate girl have so many disasters?

His eyes darkened, and he couldn't help but think of Han Qian's two sons and two healthy children.

With a click, the bamboo tube in his hand cracked in response, and the remnants of the tea flowed in one hand.

Du Yiniang glanced at it, hurriedly talked to Wei Chao'er, and motioned for Wei Jingtian to clean up.

In the capital Yanping Marquis's mansion.

Han Qian sat on the chaise longue stretched out to the end of the pavilion in the lake, looking at the sky with his arms crossed, his eyes unfocused. It was obviously the person in front of him, but it was as if his soul had already drifted to nowhere with the white clouds in the sky.

Han Mo, who was loading the pillars, counted in his heart, stepped forward lightly, bent down and reminded: "Shizi, the time has come." ”

Han Qian closed his eyes, and opened them again after a while: "Get it." ”

Han Mo walked to the edge of the water, pulled up the rope tied to the railing, pulled one after another, and pulled a person up from the bottom of the water.

Shen Yanxia, who was like a water ghost, swollen her stomach and rolled her eyes, wrapped in water and lying on the ground.

Han Mo was extremely familiar with her, straightened his head, and began to press his stomach.

Puff puff puff - cough cough cough, Shen Yanxia once again survived from the bottom of the water.

Han Qian was a little bored and a little indifferent: "It's been a little longer than last time." ”

Shen Yanxia's tears on the ground had long been unable to flow, she wanted to say, please give me a good time, but her throat would only cough cough cough.

Han Qian stood up, walked over, and looked down: "Cousin, play next time." ”

The smile that made her addicted at the beginning is now even more terrifying than a demon. Shen Yanxia kept shaking, frozen, and even more afraid.

This devil!

Han Qian smiled gently, and walked out with his hands. This is Shen Yanxia's Wei Garden, at the beginning, Mrs. Han said that Shen Yanxia's identity was wronged as a flat wife, and gave her the largest yard, there is a small lake, and it is dug very deep, which is convenient for today.

Outside the door, Fan was there, and when he saw Han Qian looking at her, he was unconsciously panicked.

The more time passes, the deeper her jealousy of Han Qian becomes, this man can't be messed with.

Han Qian smiled calmly: "Madame, is there something?" ”

Fan lowered her head, she knew that she was the only one who was called "madam" by Han Qian, but she didn't feel proud at all. The previous Mrs. Shizi, who was really loved by him, he never only called the name of the girl. And she, the lady who voiced it, was just a cold reminder of her identity and her responsibility.

"Mother asks the son to come over."

Han Qian nodded and walked towards Mrs. Han's courtyard.

Fan Shi looked at the closed gate of Wei Yuan, a little distracted, shook his head for a while, and chased after Han Qian. When he arrived outside the door, he heard the childish voice inside, and Fan stopped and stood under the porch.

She didn't want to go in.

Han Yun had red eyes and asked Han Qian, "Why can't I see my mother?" ”

Han Qian didn't look at him, nor did he look at Mrs. Han who was sitting on the top, and now Mrs. Han looked at her son again, and she already had a fear that she didn't even notice.

As if stained with a drop of water, Han Qian slowly straightened his sleeves, Ruyu's son was not feminine in doing these actions, but had a kind of elegant beauty with a luminous glow, and the rich nest he was in was also eclipsed.

Finally Han Qian stopped his movements, and his voice was as gentle as ever: "Han Yun, that's how you talk to your father?" It seems that you need to learn the rules again. ”

Since that day, all he has shouted is Han Yun and Han Tong, and the relationship between father and son seems to have been abandoned.

Mrs. Han felt bitter in her heart, this is just a child, what has he done? He's your own son. recalled Han Qian's sentence that day: It's not Xi'er's blood and bones, I'm not rare.

Jin Xi'er, what a harmful spirit.

Han Yun's shrunken appearance fell in Han Qian's eyes, which made him upset, this child followed his mother a lot, and he was afraid that he would grow into a stupid, greedy, and bold personality in the future.

His brows furrowed: "If you are too idle, go to Zhuangzi and join Han Tong." ”

"Qian'er!" Mrs. Han was shocked: "You, how can you be like this?" ”

Han Qian looked back at her: "Then bother your mother to take care of him." ”

"You-"

Han Qian stood up: "I said a long time ago that Wei Yuan is not allowed to enter, if anyone accidentally enters, then I don't mind letting Wei Yuan disappear." ”

Mrs. Han's hand shook and closed her eyes, it was better to die than to live, hoping that her niece would survive until the day her son stood up.

Han Yun couldn't understand Han Qian's words, but he keenly felt the coldness in his father's words, and covered his mouth with both hands and tried not to cry.

Why? What's going on? He won't see his mother again, and his father won't hurt him anymore.

Han Qian raised his feet and said to Fan, "I'll come back early tonight." ”

Fan lowered his head, with just the right amount of blush, and responded softly, "Yes." ”

When Han Qian walked away, Fan raised his head, felt something, and looked at the door fiercely.

The little boy stared at her closely, the hatred in his eyes unconcealed.

Fan was stunned, then returned to his indifferent appearance and turned to leave.

If she can't handle a child, she has been blinded by her years of upbringing.