In the lower left corner of Wushan's lips, there is an obvious mole.

His own children, whether they are Wu Congxuan or Wu Conglang or Wu Congji, do not have this mole on their chins.

Sometimes, Sally and Wang Lu are joking about whether the three children are biological.

If it weren't for the special resemblance between the eyebrows and eyes, even Wushan would be cranky.

When Hasqiqige gave birth to Zeng Nianshan, she saw a shallow mole under the child's lips.

At that time, she joked with Zeng Ying: "Taizu has an obvious flesh mole under his mouth, is our son the number one in the country?" ”

As the child grows older, the mole becomes more and more noticeable.

Zeng Yingkai followed Mei Yong over, first as the director of the administrative office, and later as the director of the office of the prefectural party committee.

Now, the tide is rising, and he has become the nominal second-in-command of the Fancheng area and the deputy secretary of the Fancheng District Party Committee.

Don't think that Zeng Yingkai and Mei Yong work together, and the relationship between the two families is very good.

At the first sight of Mei Yong, Hasqiqige was very unhappy, and felt that the kid's eyes looked at him as if he wanted to strip his own clothes.

Qiqige, who is from an ethnic minority, has a rather straightforward personality.

With the time in the officialdom for a long time, the original straightforwardness is no longer there, and more often he becomes the husband's virtuous helper.

According to her previous temper, she would directly let Zeng Yingkai say goodbye to Mei Yong.

But the Zeng family is in decline in the capital, and there is no help, and the big tree of the Mei family is still needed.

The two men are officials in other places, but the relationship between the two women is gradually getting better.

The wind dance is cold on the outside and hot on the inside. Hasquichige is hot inside and out.

I heard that the mountain house belongs to the Wu family, of course, it is also occasionally exposed from Feng Xiaowu's mouth. Kikige instigated her husband to ask for a set here.

She has known about Meizi Mountain for a long time, but she has always been protected by the Mei family as a national treasure.

It wasn't until Mei Yong returned to Beijing this time that the Mei family paid a little less attention to Meizishan because they were busy with the election, and Feng Xiaowu brought it out.

Seeing the child's first appearance, Hasquiqige was stunned.

Is there any place in the world where two people who are related by blood look so alike? Not only does it look very similar, but even the mole under the lips is exactly the same.

What's going on with his own son. Hasquiqige certainly understood.

But what's the matter with the Mei family's children?

The grievances and grievances between Mei Yong and Wushan, Hasqiqige basically understands them all, and there is no similarity in the appearance of the two people.

Wind dance in the wind thing. She also knew that this woman and Wushan were quite incompatible.

Occasionally, even if I think about what will happen between these two people, I deny myself.

Whether it is Feng Xiaowu or Haskiqige, the two of them love their son very much.

When I saw a car coming and called Xiaoshan. The two children didn't feel it. Still frolicking on the road.

"Hill! Hill! Hasquichige yelled loudly, not knowing what else to say.

Seeing the car getting closer and closer to the child, she closed her eyes in pain.

In fact, Wushan's car is not driving fast, and no one dares to drag race in the community.

The people who live here are either rich or expensive, what should I do if I rub them into them?

Hearing the two women shouting Xiaoshan, Wushan was a little confused.

Two little boys were seen frolicking in the rain. Naturally, there is only parking.

At this time, Haskiqige and Feng Xiaowu both lost their umbrellas. Qi Qi ran to his son, only to see two backs, protecting the child in his arms.

"The kid isn't frightened, is he?" Wu Shan was interested and simply got out of the car.

Hearing the familiar man talking, the two women turned their heads in unison like thunder.

"Is that you?" Hasquichige's mouth was open and she couldn't close it.

Although Wu Shan's face was backed by light, the tall figure was instantly recognizable.

At this time, the faces of both women are clearly visible.

"It's me," Wu Shan took a deep breath, "Why are you?" ”

"Take the children out for a walk at night," Feng Xiaowu smiled reluctantly: "Aren't you holding a people's congress?" ”

"It's over." Seeing the beauty in front of him, Wu Shan felt a little throbbing in his heart, but he understood that there was no result between the two of them, so he just glanced at it and looked away.

"What about Lao Zeng? Is he a deputy to the National People's Congress? He turned his head to look at the other woman in his life.

"Yes!" Gazing fixedly at the man in front of him, Hasquizig bit his lip vigorously.

"Oh? You also have a house here? "Wushan is really not very clear about the sales of backers.

The current relationship between the Umcan family is not very extensive, and the house is half sold and half given.

"It's Lao Ha's house," Feng Xiaowu brushed her hair with her hand: "I brought my son here to play." ”

The autumn rain still kept falling, and the two children were overwhelmed by their mother, and the two stared at each other.

With four umbrellas on the side, you can only hear the sound of the rain falling on them.

"Cover the kids!" Wu Shan quickly picked up the umbrella on the ground and handed it to the two mothers: "Although it is said that the spring covers the autumn frost, the child cannot be allowed to get drenched in the rain." ”

"Uncle, you are so nice!" Mei Zishan still spoke in a milky voice.

"Thank you, uncle!" Zeng Nianshan was a lot calmer, and sensibly took it and handed it to his mother and aunt.

This little guy is more than a year older than Meizishan, and he really looks like an older brother.

"Give!" He made an umbrella for his younger brother and finally propped it up himself.

As for the two mothers, they didn't speak for a while.

"What a good child!" Wu Shan looked at this kid and nodded secretly in his heart, Lao Zeng really gave birth to a good son: "What's your name?" ”

"Uncle, my name is Zeng Nianshan." This kid is neither arrogant nor humble in his speech.

"Uncle, and me, and me!" The other little guy raised his right hand as if he was in school: "My name is Meizishan." ”

"Eh," Wu Shan was a little dazed, and turned his head to look at the two mothers: "Who did you call Xiaoshan just now?" ”

"Mine is. Neither is hers," Feng Xiaowu's face flashed a hint of blush, and she stroked her hair with her hand again: "When we are together." Tell Xiaoshan to say yes to both. ”

His grandmother's, Wu Shan is a little unhappy, you are now called to have three promises.

Because Hasqiqige and Feng Xiaowu both have some relationship with him, he usually bypasses them intentionally or unintentionally.

When I returned to Kyori, I didn't want to hear anything about them.

Feng Xiaowu is a little better. Just that time, I had an indescribable feeling about this spicy woman.

Hasqiqige is a woman, Wu Shan feels a faint pain in his heart when he thinks of her.

There are only two small children. I don't know anything about the grievances and grievances between adults.

No matter how steady Zeng Nianshan is, he is just a five or six-year-old child, and he has a lot of fun fighting with Meizishan there.

The rain seems to be a little less frightened, out of five. Only Wushan was alone without rain gear.

From time to time, there are scattered raindrops drifting across the face. Bring a touch of coolness.

He wrapped himself in a trench coat and looked at the two women who were silent, not knowing what to say.

"Huh?" Wu Shan was a little surprised: "Why do these two children look so similar?" ”

Nima, if she were as tall as a child, would be like a twin.

"It's quite like." Feng Xiaowu suddenly glanced at Hasqiqige strangely and hugged her son to her chest.

Kindness? What is the sound? Wu Shan's ears moved, sensing that the two masters were slowly moving backwards not far away.

Is it bad for these four people? His eyes widened to the left front, in the senses. The two of them drifted apart, and the speed became faster and faster.

Until far away. Two men were panting.

"What did you pull me just now?" The tall one was baffled.

"Stupid!" The short one looked in the direction of Wushan and had palpitations: "When that person looked at us, didn't you feel as if you were facing a fatal blow?" ”

"I don't think so, it's just a little flustered." The tall man touched the cold sweat on his face: "I'm a little out of breath, and the pressure has been following me." ”

"And you blame me?" The short man's eyes were horizontal: "If I'm not mistaken, that person is Wushan!" ”

"Wushan?!" The tall one almost screamed, and his companion covered his mouth.

"Do you want to die?" The short man whispered: "I haven't heard of our tiger roaring out, none of them are his opponents?" ”

"Oh? Heard about it once. The tall man patted his thigh: "But isn't it not passed on?" ”

"Can you hold the fire in the paper?" The short man scoffed: "With one against several, he retreated with his whole body, and he was not injured in any way." ”

"How do you know he's Wushan?" Tall people are still incomprehensible.

"Are you stupid?" The short man hated the taste of iron not steel: "This mountain residence is the property of the Wu family, he is so tall, and he walks in that direction." ”

"Didn't the chief say let's protect the children?" The tall man was a little puzzled: "How can we protect us from such a distance?" ”

"I want you to protect your fart!" The short man was speechless to his companion, and wanted to kick him a few times: "Such a big master, we found out from afar." ”

When Hasqiqige saw Wushan, he seemed to understand something for a moment, and then he didn't seem to understand anything.

It's been a long time since I've seen this familiar face, and even when my nominal husband can't make himself up, he is in his head.

She really wanted to throw herself into his arms and tell him that she had raised the children of the two of them very well, and this was the one in front of her.

"What is very similar?" Haskiki only saw the man's mouth moving, didn't notice what he said, and asked a question.

"Child," Feng Xiaowu simply hugged his son: "He said that our son is very similar." ”

"yes, they have a good relationship." Seeing this, Hasquiqige also hugged his son: "We often say that they are like brothers. ”

"Kikige, let's go home!" Feng Xiaowu panicked in her heart: "Seeing that it is getting darker and darker, the children were still raining just now, don't catch a cold." ”

"Okay!" Hasquizig mechanically moved towards his home.

"Goodbye, Uncle Gao!" Zeng Nianshan was a little reluctant.

"How do you call him Uncle Gao?" Mei Zishan tilted his head.

"He is the tallest person I have ever met," Zeng Nianshan said in a heartfelt voice: "Then what do you call it?" ”

"Oh, goodbye, Uncle Gao!" Mei Zishan shook his mother's arm: "Mom, I still want to play with Uncle Gao." ”

The figures of the two pairs of mother and son slowly disappeared into the rainy night, and Wushan stood in place, stunned, letting the rain fall on his body. (To be continued......)