Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

Yang Dongxu got off the car at the entrance of the villa, and Du Heng walked Zhang Jing back. For the convenience of work, Zhang Jing directly sold a villa next to her. She is so arrogant when she has money. In order to get herself a comfortable working dormitory, she directly took it

Money to buy a villa.

Watching the two people walking towards Zhang Jing's house, Du Heng was at least ten meters away from Zhang Jing's house and stood there without moving, watching Zhang Jing enter before turning around and walking back.

Yang Dongxu couldn't help but shook his head. Although he didn't want Du Heng's mother to press for marriage so urgently, he still wanted the people around him to have a good home.

For example, Zhang Jing may have had a certain affection for him in the past, but as they grew older, they became less and less interested in each other. There was a sense that they were too familiar and became more and more embarrassed to act, and felt that being friends was actually the best state.

a feeling of.

So it would actually be good if Zhang Jing could get along with Du Heng, although there is a certain age gap between the two. But it is no problem for Zhang Jing to have children at her age. In addition, she had a university diploma from more than 1990 years ago, and she had been a child before.

teacher.

Cui's mother must have exposed her back molars. She thought that for several generations of Lao Du's family, they had never married a daughter-in-law with such a bachelor's degree. It was a pity that the two of them didn't call at all.

Turning around and walking back into the house, the youngest son Wenwu heard the sound of the car outside and ran out with his toys in his arms. He stretched out his head and saw that his father was back. He returned to the house with his legs slumping without giving his father a hug at all.

the meaning of.

After a few seconds, one small head turned into two small heads. Wen Wu, who ran back into the house, took his sister's little hand and ran out.

Daughters are undoubtedly closer to their fathers than sons. When they saw their dad Tangtang open his hands, they ran over to him and let him hold him.

"Daddy hugs!"

"Where is your brother?" He held his precious daughter first, and her daughter Tangtang gave him a sweet kiss on the face.

Yang Dongxu also picked up Wenwu, who was reluctantly holding a toy gun in his hand. Not to mention kissing him to show that he missed him, the son pushed his father's face with his little hands for fear that Yang Dongxu would kiss him and look disgusted.

"I'm doing my homework in the house." Wen Wu said.

"Why don't you do your homework?" Yang Dongxu asked.

I didn't want to see my father's civil and military skills at first, but now I don't want to see him even more. Otherwise, the older the son is, the more he will be separated from his father.

I think when Wen Chen was little, he felt closer to me than to his own mother. Now, basically, no matter what happens, he won't get in front of him.

"I've finished writing." Wen Wu said as if there were insects crawling on his body, squirming around in his father's arms and feeling restless.

After Yang Dongxu bent down and put him down, the little guy seemed to be suddenly liberated, and rushed into the study room where his brother Wen Chen was.

In the end, Wen Chen picked him up and threw him out in less than three seconds. Wen Wu was at the age when cats hate dogs, and Wen Chen, the older brother, obviously didn't like seeing his younger brother in trouble anymore.

But this little guy has a stubborn temper. If you don't want to see me, I insist on getting in front of you. As soon as he was thrown out, he turned around and continued to open the door of the study. Unfortunately, the door of the study was locked and he couldn't get in, so he started to reach out and bang on the door.

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"Come here, my brother is doing his homework, why are you disturbing him?"

"Brother didn't do his homework, he was reading comic books." Xiao Wenwu said.

The air suddenly became quiet, and it seemed that even the study room behind the door suddenly became quiet. At this time, Zhou Ya heard the movement downstairs and came down from upstairs.

Hearing his youngest son's words, his expression changed instantly. He turned around to look for the family weapon, but couldn't find it. He went straight to the door of the study and reached out to push the door open.

"Wen Chen, open the door for me!" There was no trace of the gentleness of the president of the Runyu Foundation or the love of a mother in his voice. Instead, it had a hint of the roar of a Hedong lion.

Yang Dongxu held his daughter Tangtang in his arms and walked directly towards the restaurant. As the child grew older, he appeared to be obedient, but secretly he had more and more ideas of his own.

Zhou Ya, who has always been gentle and virtuous, feels more and more like she is entering menopause. In particular, not only does her eldest son become careless as he grows older, but his younger son becomes all kinds of naughty and is blessed by the double buff.

Therefore, Yang Dongxu never participates in such family incidents. When encountering them, he avoids them immediately and waits until it is over.

"Put down the toy gun and go back to the room to put away those messy toys."

When the study door opened, Zhou Ya was about to take care of her eldest son, but it was unforgivable that she secretly read comics in the name of doing homework.

Just as she was about to enter the study to teach her eldest son a lesson, Zhou Ya frowned when she saw her younger son standing nearby with a look of gloating on his misfortune.

Coupled with the death stare of his elder brother after opening the door, Xiao Wenwu threw away the toy gun in his hand and wanted to run towards the restaurant in the direction of his father. His mother was getting more and more aggressive and stayed away.

"Stop, pick up the toy gun, and go back to the room to clean up the toys you threw away. I'll go check and see how I can clean you up later." Zhou Ya shouted angrily.

Wenwu, who was about to run after his father, seemed to be immobilized. He stiffened first and then glanced at his mother's face. Then he lowered his head and picked up the toy gun and ran towards his room.

When they arrived at the restaurant, Cui Ma brought the soup. Du Heng happened to come back from outside at this time. He saw that his son, Cui Ma, didn't like it. However, Yang Dongxu sideways glanced at Du Heng.

Didn't say anything.

"Isn't it just that I don't want to get married for the time being? As for that, how old am I?" Seeing his mother leaving, Du Heng dared to whisper angrily.

"No matter how old you are, as long as you are no longer in school and have a stable job, the top priority is to get married." Yang Dongxu said with a smile.

Fortunately, he had to guard Zhou Ya back then, and his parents were very understanding. Otherwise, he would never have been able to live so freely in those years.

"After I stop going to school, I have a stable job and good income. The top priority is to live a good life for a few years first," Du Heng said.

This view is undoubtedly the view of most young people, and Yang Dongxu fully agrees with it. However, he obviously cannot follow Du Heng's words, because as a parent with children, he can actually better understand Cui's mother asking her son to get married quickly.

psychology.

Before the soup was finished, Wen Chen, who had been scolded by Zhou Ya in the study, came over. Seeing that Wen Chen's eyes were not red and his face was relatively relaxed, Yang Dongxu asked with confusion, "Have you hidden it?

turn up?"

"I am ranked first in my grade in the school this month." Wen Chen said.

Yang Dongxu's face showed a look of sudden realization. As a child, especially a child going to school, whether you are reading comics, being rebellious, or even if you fall in love early, there is no problem that cannot be solved by ranking first in the exam.

If there is!

Then continue to be number one next month!

"Where's your brother?"

"My mother was looking for a bamboo stick to whip him. He turned the toys out and threw them all over the floor without saying a word. He also used a paint pen to draw pictures on the wall of the room," Wen Chen said with a smile on his face, obviously not happy that this traitor who had snitched on him was beaten.

I feel very happy.

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