"I don't think he's a good father......"

Yuwen Changqing was sad from his heart, like a knife cut, he sighed and left the table gloomily.

Seeing this, the girl hesitated for a moment, but still used a dustpan to pinch a bucket of rice, held it and chased after her, "Hey, you wait, these ten catties of rice are for you." ”

Yuwen Changqing looked at the girl holding the rice in her hand, and her heart was like a cold winter meeting a warm sun.

The girl squeezed the corners of her mouth, "You don't have to be so moved, my mother has taught that kindness and generosity should be good and good, if you are really rich, these ten catties of rice can not help you anything, if you are really poor, then these ten catties of rice can care about how many meals you are full." ”

"You...... You really don't recognize me? Yuwen Changqing's voice trembled a little.

The girl looked at Yuwen Changqing for a long time, familiar, confused, thoughtful, and shook her head, "I don't recognize...... But at first glance, you're kind. ”

Yuwen Changqing took a deep breath and laughed out of tears: "Sure enough, my daughter is still caring, and she has much more eyesight than your brother." ”

Who knew that the girl gave a roll of her eyes, poured rice into Yuwen Changqing's sleeve, and said: "That's my brother, okay!" Then he ran away.

"Uh......" Yuwen Changqing was stunned for a moment, gritted his teeth and was annoyed: "I am really an irresponsible father, I have forgotten which of them is the younger brother and who is the elder sister......"

"I haven't known each other for more than ten years, and anyone else will suffer the same as you," Yan Yunting patted Yuwen Changqing's shoulder, and comforted with a smile: "But no matter what, they are also your own flesh and blood, at the age of twelve or thirteen, and they are impulsive and rebellious, Mr. Yuwen is erudite and talented, and it is not difficult to learn to be a good father-

Okay, the annual family recognition drama has come to an end, and it's time for us to get down to business. ”

He strode into the crowd, stretched out his hand, and pulled out a "woman" with a black cloth wrapped in her head like a little Kun'er.

The "woman" struggled back and forth, but she didn't dare to speak out.

Yan Yunting lifted the black cloth on the "woman's" head, not to mention the leprosy scars, not to mention how eye-catching, "Brother dog, there are only three bad things, you are too greedy, right?" ”

"Isn't this the street slicker Li Ergou?"

"I just saw him leave with three bags of rice!"

"Wow...... I even pretended to be a woman to cheat rice! It's really a conscience eaten by a dog! ”

Heng Mei is cold, what a thousand people are referring to!

Li Ergou didn't give up, shouting: "Which of your eyes saw that Lao Tzu had received rice noodles?" Hurry up and put it down! ”

He waved his fists, but the height gap between him and Yan Yunting was too big, and he couldn't reach it even if he had to eat milk.

"The rice noodles you cheated before should be given to you, if you dare to come again next time, I will break your legs!" Yan Yunting threw it casually, threw Li Ergou out more than ten zhang, and rolled several laps before he landed: "Get out!" ”

"That's right! If you have no conscience, hurry up and get out! ”

Li Ergou could only hold his tail and run away under the scolding of everyone.

Yan Yunting walked back to the table and said to the two young men: "Giving food is certainly a good deed, but if you don't do it right, it will be cheaper...... In this way, from now on, you will print some 'food stamps' and distribute them to the people, one vote per household, one vote per bag, so that no one will take advantage of the loopholes." ”

The boy clapped his hands and applauded: "What a good idea! How did we not think of this? ”

"By the way, who the hell are you? Are you here to ask for rice? The girl tilted her head and looked at Yan Yunting and the few people behind her.

"We are—"

"Zhou'er, Hui'er, come and help us, we're tired!" Hearing a greeting, I saw that behind the gate, a white-maned horse was pulling a fully loaded grain cart, and two young women were pushing it behind with all their might.

Zhou'er and Hui'er hurriedly left the dustpan in their hands and helped push the cart behind.

"Hu Niang, your car is more than 2,000 catties, it's so heavy!"

Even if a horse is pulled by four people, it is extremely difficult.

The young woman gasped and said, "I thought that rice and noodles alone would not be delicious, so I added two thousand catties of potatoes, ten catties of rice and five catties of potatoes per person, so that the meal can be matched with ......."

"Hu Niang is always so careful......"

"Alas, if only Ning Niang and the others were here, we wouldn't be like this-huh? How did it become so lightweight? Hui'er was suddenly surprised.

Yan Yunting pointed at his spiritual power, lifted the car and horse together, easily crossed the threshold, and smiled: "If you use His Majesty the Emperor's Wushuang BMW to pull potatoes, aren't you afraid that she will offend you?" ”

Hu Yiyi was stunned for a moment, then rushed out of the door as if she rushed out, came to Yan Yunting, and stared at the man who was haunted by dreams and missed night after night, "You! You...... You, you, you......"

Yan Yunting raised his eyebrows: "What?" I haven't seen you for fifteen years, and you've become a little mute again? ”

Fifteen years have passed, even if she has the effect of fixing the face of the pill, she is no longer as young as she was at the beginning, but her eyes are still as hot as they were back then.

She burst into tears with excitement: "You're finally back......"

Yan Yunting caressed the beauty's face and smiled deeply: "Well, I'm back." ”

"Hu Niang, he ...... Who are they? Hui'er asked curiously.

Guo Xiaoli said with red eyes: "He is the master of this Yan Mansion, and you all pester Yan Yunting who tells his story to Hu Niang every night!" ”

"And this is your Ding Niang...... Master of the Unringed! Guo Xiaoli exclaimed, and Hu Yiyi was also in disbelief.

"What about him?" Zhou'er pointed at Yuwen Changqing, and his tone was getting colder, as if he had expected it.

Hu Yiyi wiped her tears, "Silly boy, of course he is your father, Yuwen Changqing." ”

Yuwen Changqing's eyes were full of love, and he opened his arms and wanted to come forward to hug him, but he didn't know that Zhou'er shouted: "I'm not rare to this father!" Wiping his tears, he rushed into the Yan Mansion.

Hui'er decided back and forth between her younger brother and her father, and called out strangely and familiarly: "Daddy......" turned around and ran into Yanfu.

Yuwen Changqing maintained a posture of hugging each other, and only sighed at the sky for a long time, slowly closed his eyes, and squeezed out a sad tear.

(To be continued...... ）

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