Godly Stay-Home Dad

[For the diamond lord Meng Meng Meng c plus 75, 80]

After Rong Yong heard the words, he sighed with his nose, slightly bowed his head, just about to step.

Rong Zhenxing's wife, Wang Sibei snorted, some frivolous tone:

"It’s still true that the old man said it. Jiali shouldn’t marry in the past. The result is hard to listen. Now it’s good. Follow others’ deaths, and their children can’t manage it. Even the New Year’s family will come to the house. How much is not to be seen."

Said that she put down her chopsticks and looked at Rong Yong:

"It’s not that I have opinions about the two children. It’s the result of their parents’ mistakes. I shouldn’t have come together. If I’m too old, I don’t want to talk about these troubles. Let them live for a few days, then give them a few million, the future life of the province is difficult, let others see, my family is a very human family."

In a word, Rong Yong’s heart is a bit uncomfortable. Wang Sibei’s mouth is notoriously stinking at home, his mouth is rather awkward, his eyes are more utilitarian, he usually loves you, but he is also a master of things at home.

"They are coming to vacation, not to ask for help or how." Rong Yong frowned and replied: "Under the same time, people are not missing those millions."

It’s a joke, Zhang Han is a general in the army, and Zi Yan is a popular star, right? Missing?

However, the voice of Rong Yong was slightly larger, and everyone else on the table of Rong Zhenxing could hear it. The people in his veins looked up and looked at Rong Yong.

There are some inexplicable feelings in the eyes.

What is the section chief of my own family saying here?

"Hey." Wang Sibei smiled and said: "Xiao Yong, I am a good heart. If you don't accept it, forget it. How can you still show me the black face? Is it not like this?" Said that the five uncles, some are too much love face, head iron, especially Rong Jiali, now her children are coming over, more than two years ago I heard that they were all driven out of Zhangjia, leaving Zhangjia, they Why don't you lack money? Xiaoyong, don't you miss someone because you love face, maybe they need money?"

"Oh." Rong Yong could not help but sneer, said: "I feel that some things should not be too self-righteous, it is not difficult to admit others, and..."

"Oh, don't say anything." At this time, Rong Zhenxing frowned and said: "As a child of Belle, it is understandable to come to the door. They are their own business, and they don't need others to worry about it. How about this."

When Rong Zhenxing opened his mouth, Wang Sibei also shut up, but he laughed.

Rong Yong shook his fist and said: "I will pick them up."

Then he turned and left.

Just two steps away, there were a few comments on the table at the back:

"Since they have found their mother's family, it is not a problem to give them a thousand eight million. It is really impossible to go back and arrange for my company to work in the last class."

"In fact, they are also very miserable. Their ability is really limited."

"..."

Listening to a few comments, Rong Yong’s face was calmer, but there was some fire in his heart.

He is always in the officialdom. He doesn't like to reveal the cards too early. If he is just there, he will be there. If he hears those words, he is afraid to go back:

People are great generals. What do you pretend?

On the other hand, Wang Ming and Wang Ya, who are sitting on the other side, have a thicker face than just.

"Ignorance." Wang Ming vomited these two words.

"They are still a little too snobbish." Wang Ya's eyes were a little disappointing.

She listened to her mother and said that the older generation of the family is very close to each other, but as they get older, the people of each branch gradually drift away.

Since my family returned to Rongjia, there were not many people who greeted each other. Instead, Rongjia Sanye Rong Changjiang always relapsed and attacked the middle of the guru. Only in less than eleven o'clock, he came back with the family's warriors. After a photo, I went to retreat and tried to break through tonight.

Originally, Wang Ming still wanted to tell Sanbo, Xiaohan is Zhang Hanyang, you can wait for him to ask about the breakthrough attention, but unfortunately, Wang Ming has just returned from the outside, listening to Rong Sheng said Rong Changjiang After taking a photo, he will leave, and tonight, Rong Changjiang is also preparing for a long time.

At this time, Rong Yong went to the door and saw a group of people who walked a few meters in front of the door.

There are Zhang Han family, Rong Sheng and Jia Wei, as well as Zhang Li and Zhou Fei.

After the sables finished the show, there was no makeup remover. The original makeup was also light makeup, but the hair was dressed up by the hair stylist. The long hair seemed natural, but it was also a mystery. It looked quite delicate.

Meng Meng, naturally needless to say, beautiful, a small hand with Zhang Han, a small hand with purple, in the middle of the curious look to the large restaurant in the floor-to-ceiling window.

"Many people." Meng Meng muttered.

Just finished, Rong Yong came out from the door of the restaurant.

"Dad." Rong Han walked calmly and smiled slightly.

After a day of contact, Zhang Han they can understand it, Rong Han in front of the old man, the guy, a word: steady, two words: really stable, four words are as stable as an old dog.

As soon as he left the sight of Rong Yong, this girl became active and still loves to play.

"Yeah." Rong Yong nodded.

And Rongsheng is laughing and asking: "Brother, have you just said it with your family?"

"What to say?" Rong Yong asked.

"Say we have a big general in this vein!" Rong Sheng said inexplicably: "You should not say no?"

"Oh..." Rong Yong’s mouth trembled a little: "Nothing, they seem to have misunderstood Xiaohan’s intentions, regardless of them, we gather ourselves."

"Since the death of the uncle, the family began to change." Rong Jiaxin sighed, then looked at Zhang Han and Zi Yan, smiled and said: "The second brother said yes, we are just looking at the big brother and the second brother. If they don't want to see, then we can get together."

Zhang Han and Zi Yan looked at each other and did not say anything. They followed a few people in Rongsheng.

In the restaurant, there is not a lot of people talking about the small episodes of Rong Yong and Wang Sibei. They all talked about each other. The people who drink alcohol also have a lot of drunkenness. The voice of the chat is slightly larger, and the restaurant is More lively.

"Eh?"

Suddenly, a middle-aged man with a red face looked at the door and exclaimed, and looked at the big TV on the front side. It was playing the New Year’s party on the sea TV station, and then his eyes returned to the door. His face changed. :

"Can't drink any more, I have an illusion, and the people on TV have come out. It's amazing."

"Ah? It's not right! How come I have an illusion? Fake wine?"

The man beside him shook his head and said.

"No, it's a real person, it's Zi Yan himself! My God! She came to our house." The 20-year-old woman with her sideways eyes widened: "This is really a big news, the purple scorpion turns out." Come to our house for the New Year, wow, say that I am afraid to let others envy, and so on! How does she hold the hand of a child? Hey? That child is so beautiful, who is the man next to him? How is he. ....."

With the arrival of Zhang Han and Zi Yan, gradually, a lot of sights of the restaurant gathered on them.

A low-spirited exclamation came out from time to time:

"Is it purple?"

"I am myself!"

"..."

Many people have shaken, and even a lot of young men and women who like purple eyes can't help but stand up and look straight.

"Hey, everyone is happy new year."

Meng Meng saw so many people looked at this side, they loosened Ma Ma's hand, waved at everyone, and then took the purple palm.

Zi Yan did not wear sunglasses, looked at these people, smiled slightly, politely nodded.

Zhang Han’s eyes looked at everyone, and he said nothing, his expression was calm.

Rong Sheng and Jia Wei also nodded with a smile, and after sitting down, a flat-headed man next to him whispered:

"ohmygod! Dad, you, how did you bring the big star?"

"Bad boy, this is you... the cousin Zhang Han, Zi Yan is the wife of Zhang Han, Meng Meng is their daughter, Xiao Han Xiao Li, he is my son Rong Nan." Rong Sheng Said, a little awkward feeling.

Zhang Han is a great general, but his own junior, it feels a bit strange.

"Hey, cousin is good, cousin is not, brother and sister, hello, cute Meng." Rongnan quickly smiled and said hello.

"Hello there."

Several people greeted each other.

The other people present, at this moment, are somewhat confused.

What's happening here?

Zi Yan and Zhang Han are together? Even the children have it?

However, after seeing the very lively there, Wang Sibei was a little uncomfortable. He just said those words. Isn’t it a face now? Purple is there, obviously people are not short of money, and a good endorsement is good. How many tens of millions!

And seeing Rong Sheng and Rong Yong chatting and chatting casually, I don’t know why, there is a nameless fire in her heart.

"Hey, singularly."

Wang Sibei whispered aloud.

The point of dissatisfaction is also because Rongsheng did not bring people to say hello, and the family is still sitting here. Are you so blind?

As everyone knows, if it wasn’t for her glory, then at this time, Rongsheng might bring people to say hello.

The other table people actually ate almost, and even some people planned to leave, but after seeing the sable, they all stayed and watched them eat.

About five minutes later, a few hot dumplings were brought up and placed on the table of Rongsheng.

When I saw the dumplings, many people felt strange at the scene.

Because they don't eat dumplings, it's like a little green in the flowers, there is such a sense of incompatibility, this is also the difference in different regions. In other words, in the New Year in the North, everyone eats dumplings, suddenly come two It is a bit strange to eat rice cakes by individuals.

"I also want to eat dumplings."

Suddenly, at the table of Rong Zhenxing, a seven-year-old boy said something he expected.

But one of his words, Wang Sibei could not help but take a picture;

"What to eat? Isn't it already full?"

brush!

The entire restaurant suddenly became a lot quieter.

Many eyes have looked at Wang Sibei, and my heart jumped.

I am afraid that the people they came to have not greeted, the wife of the owner is angry!

really!

At this time, Wang Sibei seemed to find a venting mouth and looked at the little boy and said:

"Visi, you have just eaten, are you not going to sleep? Then you can go back to rest, go to bed early, get up early tomorrow, and go to your grandfather's house to celebrate the New Year, but you must remember to go to someone else's home, first It’s polite and rules to say hello to people’s enthusiasm. If you don’t even understand this, it’s too joke.”

hiss!

As soon as this sentence was spoken, many people’s faces were stopped.

Obviously, this is to say to the people who win the table at Rongsheng!