Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar streets outside the window, the cold is quite a feeling. Although I used to come to Uncle Shudu's house to play when I was a child in my previous life, I didn't leave any memories because of my young age. It wasn't until after graduating from college and working in Shudu after the millennium that he gradually became familiar with Shudu.

In 1990, whether it was roads, greenery or architectural landscapes on both sides, many places were still very different from those after the millennium, and even some landmark buildings had not yet been built. Every time you see a place, you usually have a picture of years in your mind. The two impressions are constantly changing in my mind, and I feel like I have traveled through time and space.

Although it is not a special car for leaders who often enter and leave the family compound, the car with the license plate of the municipal party committee, plus Wang Yingying in the car, so this Audi car still entered the family compound of the municipal party committee very smoothly.

This is the first time Ye Ziqiang has driven into the family compound of the municipal party committee, in fact, it is separated from the outside by a wall, there is no big deal, but after coming in, he can't help but feel that his blood is boiling, hormone secretion is intensified, his heartbeat is also accelerating, and an inexplicable excitement is burning in his heart.

On weekdays, I often listen to the full-time drivers of individual leaders or the drivers who can often drive in and out here to show off how beautiful and luxurious the family compound of the municipal party committee is, and there are special armed police guards at the door, ordinary people can't enter at all, as if being able to come in is a symbol of status and grade. I also came in today, staring at the road ahead, looking left and right to see something good to go out and show off, but it was the first time that I had the feeling of dissolving into the organ system.

Under the guidance of Wang Yingying, the car turned left and right, and stopped smoothly next to a two-story building. As soon as the car stopped, Wang Yingying shouted and got out of the car. Seeing Leng Bing cold, he shook his head: This godsister, she is in her twenties, and she is still like a casual child, she has no heart and lungs all day long, but she is very happy.

Got out of the car, Leng Binghan looked around, the house is a two-story villa, covering an area of about more than 400 square meters, with an independent courtyard, surrounded by a white delicate wrought iron fence, the front and back of the house are all planted with flowers and trees, the forest is gloomy, the whole layout is very stylish, there are several similar villas around, it is estimated that it is the residence of other secretaries.

Don't look at the cold and cold sense of direction, but this place looks really big, and there is even a small artificial lake in the middle, and the villas are located around the small lake. In the middle of the lake, there is also a delicate antique corner pavilion, connected to the shore by an antique small bridge, and the corner pavilion is surrounded by roses. In addition, there is a flower pond fountain, the rockery towers, the flowing water murmurs, the environment is elegant, and so on for a while the spring is strong, I think it must be a good scenery of a warbler crying swallow and a red and green water. And each villa is similar in appearance, and if he himself comes in from the outside by himself now, he really can't find a place.

Such a beautiful and elegant yard is rare in many high-end communities after the millennium, let alone 1990. It seems that no matter what the time period, there is always no shortage of beautiful landscapes and creativity.

"Why are you stunned, come into the house." Seeing Leng Binghan standing there in a daze**, Wang Yingying came over and gently twisted his ears and said with a smile.

Rubbing his ears, he said with a cold and bitter face: "I said Sister Yingying, you can't be so violent anymore, it doesn't matter in front of me, if you change someone else and pass it on to you, your future brother-in-law will definitely run away from the wind, and it will be difficult for you to marry in the future." ”

"Okay, you stinky little cold, you dare to make fun of me, see if I don't screw your ears off." Wang Yingying crossed her hands on her hips, held back a smile at the corners of her mouth, and pretended to be vicious.

"You can't screw it anymore, and if you screw it again, it will fall off." Leng Binghan hurriedly covered his ears with his hands and pretended to be pitiful and said.

"Flutter!" Wang Yingying couldn't help laughing anymore. The two sisters and brothers, every time they meet, they are used to making trouble, and they feel awkward if they don't make trouble.

"You crazy girl, you don't know how to bring Xiao Han in earlier when you get to the door, you know how crazy you are outside!" While they were fighting, godmother Fu Chunling heard the movement and walked out. She is a beauty in her forties, serving as the deputy director of the audit office in the Sichuan and Shu Provincial Department of Finance, gentle and graceful, speaking softly, sounding very comfortable, although she is scolding Wang Yingying, but a pair of beautiful eyes are overflowing, looking forward to life, and the mature charm is unstoppable.

Every time I see my godmother, Leng Binghan will think, this godsister Wang Yingying has a big personality, why hasn't she inherited the advantages of her godmother at all? Of course, these can only be hidden in the stomach, if Wang Yingying knows, the custodian immediately jumped up and twisted his ears, and said viciously: "You stinky boy, what are you talking about!" ”

Wang Yingying has never been afraid of her father, who is a big official, but she is a little worried about her mother, and when she saw that her mother was questioned, she immediately put away her teeth and claws, pretending to be serious, but she still turned her head and stuck out her tongue to Leng Binghan mischievously.

"Godmother, I want to die Xiaohan!" Seeing Fu Chunling, Leng Binghan hurriedly ran up and threw herself into her arms. Half of it is deliberately pretending to be like a child to please the godmother, and the other half is indeed revealing his true feelings.

Over the years, my godmother has really nothing to say to herself, she cares for her, just like her second mother. Even if he left Changfu and came to Shudu, he asked people to bring all kinds of things to himself by mail every now and then, including clothes, stationery, food, books, and so many so many that even Li Yuanfen said with taste: In the future, Xiaohan's things don't need to be bought, because the things his godmother bought are enough for him for a few years, and more can be given away.

Seeing Leng Binghan's actions, Wang Yingying muttered indignantly: "This stinky Xiaohan is really numb, a small mouth coaxes people to death, no wonder my parents treat him better than me." ”

"You kid, you haven't come to see me for so long, I thought you forgot your godmother." Fu Chunling hugged Leng Binghan with one hand, touched his head with the other, and said with some emotion. Not having a son has always been the biggest pain in her and Wang Peiyuan's hearts, and the relationship between the two even lit up a red light for a while. Until they accepted Leng Binghan as their adopted son, both of them poured a lot of emotions into this clever and cute child, so to speak, to a large extent, they really regarded him as their own son. And Leng Binghan is also well-behaved and sensible, and his little mouth is sweet, which always makes them happy, so he is even more concerned about this righteous son.

I heard a while ago that Leng Binghan was kidnapped, although he was rescued safely that day, but it still scared the two of them a lot, if there was really a good one, their sadness and pain would definitely not be half a point less than Leng Yunping. Wang Peiyuan immediately called and scolded Leng Yunfei and Song Zuyun, while Fu Chunling hurried to Zhaojue Temple to burn incense, hoping to bless Leng Bing Han without disasters and no difficulties, safety and health.

After the two discussed, they both hoped to be able to bring Leng Binghan to their side, although this request seemed to be a bit noisy, after all, Leng Yunfei and Li Yuanfen were Leng Binghan's biological parents. But their starting point is definitely good, not to mention, the situation in Shudu in all aspects is definitely much better than that of Changfu, and it is also more conducive to Leng Binghan's growth.

"I want to be my godmother and godfather, I can't eat or sleep when I think about it!" Leng Binghan's little mouth began to speak sweetly again. Wang Yingying was retching on the side, and the cold cold in Fu Chunling's arms also took the time to wink at her proudly, so angry that she compared her fist to the cold cold.

Although he said: "You Xiaohan, you can coax your godmother!" However, the cold sweet words were obviously very useful to Fu Chunling, she happily led Leng Binghan to the house, as if she had forgotten her daughter, Wang Yingying followed behind, although she muttered and vented her dissatisfaction, but she felt very satisfied and happy in her heart, as if this was like a complete home.

Ye Ziqiang could only watch from a distance, not daring to disturb the happiness of their family. The family secretary of the municipal party committee is too far away and unattainable for himself. Still, the conversation between them was heard. It turned out that this child was Secretary Wang's godson, and when he was surprised, he was still very envious of the strong emotions between them. Now in the city, the relationship between the general godson and the godfather and godmother is more of an identity and title, and there are very few who can really be like a son.

Seeing that they were about to enter the house, Ye Ziqiang followed behind with cold luggage at this time. In fact, the driver will complete the mission if he sends people to the place, but the secretary of the municipal party committee, no matter who it is, will be very attentive, not to mention helping with a little luggage, it is ten times more difficult and a hundred times more difficult, someone will do it, even if it is a broken leg. Over time, it has become a habit, and both those who do it and those who accept it feel that it is a matter of course.

Ye Ziqiang put his luggage in the designated place according to Wang Yingying's request, and was about to leave, when Leng Binghan came over to him and said, "This uncle, may I ask your surname?" I'm really sorry for you today, thank you! ”

Ye Ziqiang's heart warmed, after being a driver for so many years, he has always been waved and drunk, and who takes this driver in his eyes? Not to mention a word of thanks. couldn't help but be a little excited: "No trouble, no trouble, it's all our job." I can't afford to be a noble word, my surname is Ye, and Ye Ziqiang is strong. ”

Leng Binghan smiled at him, from his pocket, in fact, he took out a small box containing a delicate lighter from the dark ring and handed it to Ye Ziqiang, and said, "Uncle Ye, there is nothing to say, this is something that someone else gave me, and I don't need it, so I borrowed flowers and offered Buddha in front of a heart." ”