Wu Fei frowned slightly and couldn't help but say, "Our own home," Wu Fei couldn't help but look around after speaking, the mountains and jungles, he has lived here since he was a child, and he has long carved every grass and wood here in his head, Wu Fei doesn't want to leave, this is his own

Family.

"For my own home, I can always build you a villa here if you need it, so that you can enjoy all the life of the metropolis." Liang Yurong said happily, the posture of a high-minded and rich man can be seen at a glance.

Miao Ling was afraid that Wu Fei would be in such pain, and it would be good to leave here, time would dilute everything, Miao Ling hugged Wu Fei's arm with both hands and said, "Wu Fei, we can't spend all our days of vacation here, I'll take you to the city to see,"

The city has no concept in Wu Fei's mind, high-rise buildings, villa security, paint asphalt roads everywhere, hot and stinky in summer, and cold in winter, it can be said that the city is not suitable for Wu Fei at all, Wu Fei still remembers the first time he went to the city, went to the song hall, and that time a wolf roar directly made the whole song hall chaotic.

But Miao Ling and Liang Yurong hugged Wu Fei left and right, Wu Fei felt this sudden happiness, that feeling was too sudden, too confused, Wu Fei didn't know if it was the life he wanted.

Soon Wu Fei was helped down the mountain by two women, a lover and a mother who had just met for a short time, and a super luxury RV was waiting there not far away.

A young woman who looked like a secretary came over with her waist twisted and said respectfully in front of Liang Yurong, "Mr. Liang, the hot water is ready and ready to use." ”。

Liang Yurong nodded vigorously, then looked back at Wu Fei and said, "Son, get in the car, let's go home." ”。 As soon as Liang Yurong finished speaking, the secretary opened the car door.

Wu Fei and Miao Ling strode onto the RV, the car started, and soon got on the road, Wu Fei was surprised to find that there were two cars behind the car, Wu Fei planned to ask Liang Yurong, but looked at the RV and didn't find it.

Miao Ling seemed to see the situation, and hurriedly whispered, "Your mother is taking a bath." I can see that I like it cleanly. ”。

Wu Fei frowned slightly, and as soon as he looked down, he saw the clothes thrown out of a cut and thrown directly into the trash can in the car, Wu Fei couldn't help but say, "Could it be that this clothes are thrown away." ”。

"Yes, it's not a pity to throw away hundreds of dollars of clothes, Mr. Liang's clothes are custom-made by a special tailor every day, and there can be no duplicates." Mishu said with a smile on his face.

Wu Fei couldn't help but open his mouth wide, he didn't understand this practice very much, why should he throw it away if the clothes were not bad, when his mother Liang Yurong appeared in front of Wu Fei in a beautiful dress, Wu Fei believed it.

Liang Yurong sat next to Wu Fei and said with a smile, "Fei'er, you also go to take a bath, the clothes are ready inside." ”。

"I took a fresh shower yesterday, I changed my clothes, I don't need it." Wu Fei said resolutely.

"Fei'er, we're going to a banquet in a while, your clothes are very inappropriate, let's go and change them." Liang Yurong continued.

This time Wu Fei was a little angry, his life is his own, and he doesn't need anyone to arrange it for himself, not to mention that Wu Fei just recognized Liang Yurong, there is still a kind of estrangement in his heart, and he said angrily, "Stop, I want to get out of the car, I don't want to go to any of your banquets at all." ”。

"Okay, okay, I won't force you, the secret art will go to the Dynasty Hotel for dinner first." Liang Yurong hurriedly said, for fear that Wu Fei would run away.

Time passed quickly, more than two hours later, the luxury RV pulled Wu Fei Miaoling and several people to the Dynasty International Hotel in Yinqiao City, Southwest Province, which is a six-star hotel, and there are only two in the entire Southwest Province.

As soon as the car stopped, the security guard and etiquette at the door came over, opened the door very respectfully, and made a gesture of please. Wu Fei was very unaccustomed to this feeling of being served, and wanted to leave, but he felt too rude.

It is said that Liang Yurong is so rich, Wu Fei should be happy, but Wu Fei is incompatible with this kind of rich person, and would rather drink porridge in a stone house halfway up the mountain.

In a luxuriously decorated private room, there is a large table, which is already full of steaming meals, and a large table is made, what delicacies from the mountains and seas, flying in the sky, running on the ground, and swimming in the water.

There was only three people at the whole big table, Liang Yurong, Wu Fei and Miao Ling, and even the secretary was standing on the side, Liang Yurong poured a glass of red wine and said happily, "Wu Fei, my son, welcome you back, you must be hungry, hurry up and try this superb abalone soup." ”。

Wu Fei didn't like these luxurious things, but he was not polite to eat, Wu Fei nodded vigorously, looked back at Miao Ling and said, "Come, competition, see who eats more." ”。 After Wu Fei finished speaking, he began to gobble up.

The soldiers not only had to charge on the battlefield, but they were not afraid at all, and after a while of gobbling up, the food on the table was almost eaten clean by Wu Fei. Wu Fei and Miao Ling laughed at each other, and the boldness of a soldier and the feeling of drinking heartily were once again unmistakable.

Liang Yurong looked a little uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to speak much, for fear that Wu Fei would be angry and leave, so he hurriedly said, "Wu Fei, you can't eat like this, it's too uncultivated, you have to chew slowly, you have to speak softly, and you can't make a sound." ”。

At this moment, the door of the private room was opened, and a middle-aged man strode over, sat down next to Liang Yurong, and kissed Liang Yurong in front of Wu Fei, and then the man said, "Presumably this is Wu Fei, I am Yurong's boyfriend, just call me Uncle Cao, maybe I will change my words in the future, it depends on your mother." ”。

Wu Fei was very surprised, he never thought that there would be such a person, he stood up directly, looked at Liang Yurong coldly, and a murderous aura erupted on his body, which was a unique momentum of a soldier, but Wu Fei held back, sneered and strode out.

His father had just passed away, how could Wu Fei tolerate other men around his biological mother, and kissed his mother in front of him, it seemed that his mother did not object, Wu Fei never thought about how his mother had come over in the past twenty years.

Wu Fei strode forward, Miao Ling followed closely behind him, Liang Yurong strode after him, how could the mother and son, who finally recognized each other, be separated again because of a man.

Liang Yurong shouted loudly, "Wu Fei, stop for me and listen to my explanation." Liang Yurong shouted and chased after him.

Wu Fei stood on the street outside the hotel, let out a long breath, feeling that he was really a little overdone, the words of Grandpa Zhao on the mountain appeared in his mind again, Wu Fei suddenly turned around and said, "Mom, I want to go home." ”。