Yipinxuan Chen Dongjia and a few friends were talking while walking.

I saw a commotion, and there were ten carriages with the word "Lu" hanging on them.

Men, they love to talk about this.

One of his friends looked at the Lu sign on the carriage and said: "It seems that it is really a tiger father without a dog, I heard that Lu Gongzi won another battle on the front line, and he is very prestigious." ”

Another friend of Chen Dong's family heard this, and whispered at his companion and said: "People are not tiger fathers, they still have grandfathers, grandmothers, and grandfathers." Just these two people, take out one alone and give it to others, and those who don't want to make a profit have to have a benefit. ”

Chen Dongjia did not participate in this topic, he was waving at the carriage with an excited expression.

Because the curtain fluttered one after another, he seemed to see Song Fusheng.

"Huh? Well? Brothers! ”

The two friends hurriedly grabbed Chen Dong's house, this is a bad deal, crazy, right? Just assume that it would be great if the Lu family could get along with their own family, and this is someone who is going to stop the carriage.

"Don't you want to die? The Lu family's carriage trampled you to death in vain. ”

"Don't stop me, my brother is in the car."

Two friends: "Huh? Do you have a brother who is a big official? "Look at each other, why haven't we heard of it.

"If you are a big official, you are a businessman like us."

The carriage passed, and the two friends didn't have to drag Chen Dong's house.

They sneered together: "Okay, don't look bad, can't you see the sign?" Can the trader sit in the Lu family's car? It's really good, it's really funny. ”

And shook his head as he spoke.

looked at each other funny: If we are really businessmen, we can talk to the officials if we have a family background of two melons and jujubes, and they are all grandsons in front of the officials, especially the Lu family, which is really a big joke.

"Admit your mistake."

Chen Dongjia thought to himself: I won't tell you, I won't tell you who my brother is. If it weren't for the fact that the brothers weren't at home, who would be playing with you.

No, I have to go home and set up a car.

Looking at the direction of the carriage is out of the city, I am absolutely not mistaken, I am back, my brother should really be back.

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"Regiment, chief, back, come!"

The broom with which the big white fat girl swept the beans fell to the ground.

She even stomped her feet and pulled her neck and shouted, too hard, and her eyes were red.

In the cellar behind the village ancestral hall.

Mrs. Wang and her sons were not lightly frightened, and their hearts were straight.

Because Mrs. Ma was stunned for a moment when she heard the loud voice of the big white fat, she immediately climbed the ladder up from the cellar, but she almost stepped on the bald foot and slid down.

Grandpa Song was followed by Uncle Song Fusheng, Gao Tuhu, Old Man Qi and other old men.

The old men are obviously a handful of years old, and the emperor only delayed them when he died, otherwise they would have great-grandchildren if they did a good job, but they still treated themselves as young people in front of Grandpa Song.

Like worried sons.

He ran behind Grandpa Song like telling his own father and said, "You always slow down, slow down." ”

"Don't worry, no, I'll carry you over."

Grandpa Song's cat waist sprinted all the way with a trot, and the crutches had already been excited when he heard about Fusheng and they came back, and he didn't know where to throw it.

If you didn't fall a few heels when you crossed the bridge this way, Grandpa ran a few steps perfectly.

At first glance, the body is great and long-lived.

"Fusheng, evergreen, loyal and rich, boys, are they all full arms and legs?"

In the school.

Ren Eugene waved the bell in his hand and hurriedly walked out.

obviously came out earlier than the students, but in the blink of an eye, he was hit by a group of children and was overtaken.

"Daddy!" The garlic seedlings are running with their heads up.

"Daddy!" Kotoshi ran hard at a speed he had never done before.

The twin grandsons of the Gao Tuhu family, the two brothers even called out in unison: "Dad! ”

Qian Mishou was holding the brush, he ran out as soon as he heard Aunt Bai Fat's call, and he forgot to put down the pen in his hand.

He cried in the wind and struggled to run first.

I heard the voice of my friends.

What is he going to call? He also wanted to be called Daddy.

I miss you so much, woo woo, Fusheng.

Tears the size of Mi Shoudou rolled down the placket of his clothes and fell to his feet as he ran.

Song Fusheng greeted Mi Shou, "Why can't you come?" Everyone and the children are let hug, what do you see? ”

I can't guess how old the baby is.

Obviously, I saw that this kid ran the second fastest from afar, and the first fastest was Song Jinbao.

But when he really came to the front, he didn't step forward, and took two steps back.

Song Fusheng pondered, then we have to take the initiative.

A good father like him is used to seeing his child's face.

Song Fusheng squatted down and hugged Mi Shou, who was avoiding him a little.

It wasn't until he entered his uncle's bad house that Qian Mishou cried: "Why did you lose weight like this? I won't even recognize it, you can't hold me. ”

I cried and trembled again, stopped crying, and was about to take off Song Fusheng's clothes with a panicked face: "Are you hurt somewhere, show me, I want to see." ”

Song Fusheng pressed this kid's head to the bad, not letting him move or see.

Because he shed tears.

Because Poria looked at him and cried.

His eldest daughter usually doesn't cry.

Cold, heartless.

"I'm back, huh? Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law. Song Fusheng hugged Mi Shou with one hand and put his arm around his daughter's shoulder with the other, wanting to coax his daughter.

Alas, I can't hug him more, my daughter is older, and she is twenty-four years old spiritually, so it's time to respond to him.

looked at Qian Peiying and smirked.

Before Song Fusheng could wipe away his tears, he was hugged by his grandfather again.

He hugged Mi Shou, and Grandpa hugged him and cried.

Across Grandpa's shoulder, Song Fusheng looked at Mrs. Ma.

Mrs. Ma's lips trembled, and she looked in his direction with tears in her eyes, and looked at him.

"Mother, you're good, ......"

"Eldest son, my eldest son, how is your arm," Mrs. Ma passed by Song Fusheng in a gust of wind, ran behind Song Fusheng and grabbed Song Fucai, who was hanging on his arm.

I don't know which son to ask, I asked Song Fucai on my lips, I was pulling Song Fuxi in my hands, and I was holding Song Fusheng in my heart, but Song Fusheng ran to hug Mi Shou just now, so there should be no big problem.

"Second child, second child, why are you wrapped in a cloth on your head? Hurry up and untie it and show it to your mother, and say a few words to me, I'll hear if it's stupid! ”

Obviously he was not conscripted, but the entrance of Renjia Village cried as if he was welcoming a child who had returned from conscription.

And this is still a small scene, the big scene is Ren Gongxin and Ge Erniu.

Ren Gongxin, who had a new daughter and became a father, heard that the second son was brought back by Song Fusheng, his legs and feet were not good, and he was trembling and had already run up the slash.

He hugged Ren Zijiu and kept chattering: "It's my father who almost lost you, complaining that I shouldn't be looking for your eldest brother, second baby, where have you been." ”

When he knew that Ren Zijiu would be a dead end if he didn't have Song Fusheng's designation, and Song Fusheng even saw his third son Ren Zihao, that is, if Ren Zihao didn't come back, he would come back when he wanted to win.

Not to mention how much he wanted to beat Ren Zihao, Ren Gongxin was so excited that he was about to kneel down for Song Fusheng on the spot.

The old man has something to rely on, two sons, you have found Song Fusheng, Ren Gongxin was stopped by the villagers and was stunned to be able to hug Song Fusheng's thigh and cry, no one could drag him away.

And Ge Erniu touched her son's one-eye when she saw Song Fushou, and she cried and fainted in her second son's arms on the spot.

Song Fusheng's uncle tore apart Grandpa Song, hugged Song Fusheng and didn't let go.

Song Fusheng only felt that he was about to fall apart.

On his lap hangs Ren Gongxin.

was hugged tightly by the uncle.

With Miju hanging around his neck.

Mrs. Ma: "San'er, let my mother take a look." ”

Song Fusheng stopped quickly, you better go and see your two sons, if he has another hug here, he won't be able to hang up.