At seven o'clock in the evening, the sky was still bright, Yan Minghua personally drove and took Yan Murong to Yan's house.

Because Yan Minghua had a pass in his car, the guard only looked at the pass and made sure that there was no one else, so he let the two go.

"Sister-in-law, otherwise, I still won't go back, right?" Yan Murong asked worriedly.

"Okay." Yan Minghua looked at Yan Murong and said with a smile while driving. "If you're not afraid of off your daddy and going to you personally, you can get out of the car now, what? Do you want to park now? ――It's still too late, otherwise it won't be so easy to leave when you get to the doorstep. ”

"That's it." Yan Murong shuddered, and sat in his seat honestly, he believed that his father would definitely do this - he made him angry, and he was the one who suffered, so it was better to go home honestly, there were so many people in the family, and he was so old, could he really beat himself?

Thinking wildly, the car had slowed down.

"What do you think? Get out of the car. Yan Minghua patted Yan Murong, who was still in a daze, and said.

"Huh? Arrived? Yan Murong found that the car had stopped, tilted his head and looked out the window, didn't he arrive, his mother heard the sound of brakes, and she had already run out to greet her.

"Mom-" Yan Murong looked at Guo Wanjun and shouted. I only came back for a day, no, it was not half a day, and I slipped away in the middle of the night, and my mother thought about herself so much, and now I was a little ashamed to see Guo Wanjun running out with tears in her eyes.

"What do you want, you damn boy? I haven't come back for so many years, and I can't stay even a day when I come back, so I ran away again, you make me worry about you, woo-" As she spoke, Guo Wanjun hugged Yan Murong and cried aggrievedly.

This dead child has no conscience, raising him so big, and he won't say that he will stay a few more days when he comes back.

"Sister-in-law, don't cry, it won't be beautiful if you cry again, beware that your position as the number one beauty in Yanjing is not guaranteed." Yan Minghua giggled and looked at Guo Wanjun and quipped.

"What's the first and not the first, I'm just a mother, I just miss my son, if it's not beautiful, it's not beautiful, whoever loves jokes will laugh - Minghua, and you. It's not me who said, the old man is retired at home, so idle every day, you don't know to come back to see, your second brother is not in Yanjing, your eldest brother is also busy with his feet hitting the back of his head every day, the old man talks about a few of you every day, and no one knows to come back to see the old man. ”

"Oh, sister-in-law, don't talk about me, let's go into the house, I'm hungry." Yan Minghua quickly stopped Guo Wanjun's nagging, took her hand and walked to the house.

"Hey, Minghua, don't pull me, I'll go by myself." Guo Wanjun hurriedly shouted, hesitated, and then looked at Yan Murong again, before putting his mouth to Yan Minghua's ear and asking in a low voice. "Am I really not pretty?"

Yan Murong wanted to laugh when he heard it.

He couldn't figure it out, how could my mother say that she was also the first beauty in Yanjing back then, who didn't know that the Wan Jun of the Guo family was called a country and a city, if you talk about it in detail, her mother was also a figure in Yanjing back then, and most of the famous sons who chased her could line up from Yanjing to Hebei - why did she fall in love with her father?

As soon as he thought of Yan Canghai's face where everyone owed him two hundred yuan, Yan Murong trembled in his heart.

Fortunately, Yan Murong sighed in his heart - fortunately, he followed his mother, otherwise he would be embarrassed to go out.

As soon as she walked into the house behind the two women, Yan Murong was stunned.

Good guys, it's been a lively day.

Usually, my father and mother are walking around here in this living room, but today they are all here.

The old man was sitting in the middle of the sofa, chatting with his second uncle and father with a smile, and the second aunt was not idle, pulling Su Qingwu and a young woman to sit on the other side and chatting, and a young man was holding a two or three-year-old child sitting next to him, looking at everyone with a smile.

As soon as Yan Murong came in, everyone's eyes shifted to him. The atmosphere that was in full swing just now suddenly cooled down.

"Uh-why are you looking at me like that?" Yan Murong was stared at by so many people, and she felt unusually uncomfortable.

"Ouch, is this our family?" Yan Cangyuan laughed and stood up, walked over and grabbed Yan Murong and looked at it carefully before saying with a smile. "Oh, son, remember your second uncle? You see, the last time I saw you, you were still a little bit, I haven't seen you for more than ten years, and you've grown so big, if I hadn't seen your name on TV, and heard you report your grandfather and your father's name there, I really can't believe that you are the little one--by the way, why didn't you remember to report your second uncle and my name? Ha ha. ”

Looking at the middle-aged man in front of him who was very similar to his father, Yan Murong also knew that this was his second uncle, Yan Cangyuan, secretary of the Shanghai Municipal Party Committee - unlike his father, in Yan Murong's memory, his second uncle was always smiling at home, but his father always had a straight face.

"Second uncle, second aunt." Yan Murong said hello with a smile, just now her mother said that she wouldn't go home to take a look, and it was all together in a blink of an eye.

"Come, Murong." Yan Cangyuan took Yan Murong's hand and pointed to the man holding the child and said. "Remember him?"

"Is he?" Yan Murong looked at the man who looked very handsome but had a subtle and steady smile suspiciously, and said uncertainly. "He's Yan Tong?"

"Brother, it's me." Yan Tong saw that Yan Murong still remembered him, and immediately grinned. "I didn't expect to see you for so many years, you still remember me."

As he spoke, Yan Tong put the child in his arms in Yan Cangyuan's arms, walked up to Yan Murong, and pointed to the woman next to Su Qingwu and said. "Brother, this is my daughter-in-law Wang Yu, this little guy is my son Yan Mingyu - haha, I didn't expect to see you for so many years, brother, you are married, and your sister-in-law is so beautiful, anyway, you are still my brother, my son has it, what about yours?"

Yan Murong looked at Yan Tong, and suddenly sighed with emotion, yes, his younger brother and children are about to make soy sauce, what about himself?

Secretly glanced at Yan Canghai, Yan Murong found that his father was also looking at him, and his face was still the same expression that everyone owed him two hundred yuan, and he began to beat the drum in his heart.

At the same time, I wondered even more, what day is today? How did the whole family get together? Could it be that he asked himself to come back to form a group for interrogation?

PS: Keep rolling all over the ground begging for flowers!