My Third Gentleman

Chapter 32 Three Generations in One Family (1)

The spring in S city is always rainy and rainy. It often lasts for ten and a half months. Today is a good day. Although the sun is still not visible, the weather is still cold, but the rain has stopped.

At 6:30 in the morning, the three people living in the villa packed up and appeared in the lobby on time.

Mu Zhilan was waiting in the living room early, and Aunt Rong still stood straight by.

Seeing Mu Jinchen coming downstairs, Mu Zhilan smiled and stood up to greet him, and while carefully helping him arrange his tie, he asked softly, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Mu Jinchen's mellow voice is also very soft. Facing the gentle Mu Zhilan, everyone will naturally become gentle, "How can I not sleep well at home?"

He was still in jet lag, in fact he didn't close his eyes very much, however, Mu Zhilan liked to hear such words.

The smile on Mu Zhilan's face was even stronger, and he took the initiative to take his arm, "Let's lie to sister again, there is still a little bruise now, the jet lag hasn't turned over yet, right."

Suddenly, a voice pretending to be dissatisfied was inserted, "Mom, I broke my hand last time. You only found out for a few days that there is a bruise on your uncle's eyes. You know, I'm afraid that you can count the number of pores on your uncle's face. , You don’t care about your son, only your younger brother. I’m jealous. Is it your uncle or me?” Mu Yuhao is probably the only one who talks like this in the old house.

"You skin monkey, I'm ashamed to say that you broke your hand for fear that I would talk, and deliberately hid it. If Xiao Rong hadn't found out, I'm afraid that he kept hiding it from me, you would have reason.

Mu Yuhao smiled like a flower, and quickly stepped forward, holding Mu Zhilan's shoulder, "Hey, it's different now, uncle comes back, I want to brush up on the sense of existence, you have a brother and everything, quickly I forgot to have a son."

Mu Zhilan scolded him with a smile, "Jing nonsense, if you have your uncle half sensible, I will be relieved."

Mu Yuhao curled his lips, his face collapsed, "Don't always compare me to uncle? Do you think how many people in this world can compare to uncle?"

"It's because you have to learn everything from your uncle since you were young, even the clothes, shoes, and school bags have to be the same. In the future, you will have to learn more from your uncle in the company. Don't always be playful."

When Mu Yuhao was a child, he really admired Mu Jinchen. He had to be like him in everything. He pushed Mu Zhilan's shoulder forward, "That was when I was a child, now it’s different, my mother, let’s go there soon. Grandpa waited and was anxious."

"You kid..."

Amidst a group of warm laughter, the three of them walked arm in arm on the bluestone trail, followed by Aunt Rong.

The kapok on both sides of the trail has only bare trunks left.

Kapok is also called the hero flower. It is the city flower of City S. The old man loves kapok and he pointed to kapok to teach them when he was very young. The descendants of Mu's family are like kapok trees.

When the villa was expanded, it was not allowed to hurt any grass or tree in the yard. Therefore, there was a towering kapok plant not far away on both sides of the path connecting the villa and the ancestral house.

Today, the kapok tree is bare and there are no leaves left, waiting for the spring rain to bloom.

S City is a southern city with unclear four seasons. It is full of flowers and trees all year round. Only the kapok can see the changes throughout the year. This is one of the reasons why the old man loves kapok.

(End of this chapter)