Rebirth without Regrets

Chapter 95 Godmother

Looking out the window at the familiar yet unfamiliar streets, Leng Binghan was filled with emotions. Although he had visited his uncle's house in Chengdu when he was a child in his previous life, he had no memory of it due to his young age. It wasn't until he came to work in Chengdu in 2001.

, and then gradually became familiar with Chengdu.

In Chengdu in 1990, whether it was roads, greenery or architectural landscapes on both sides, many places were still very different from those after the millennium. Even some landmark buildings had not been built yet. Every time I saw one

In places, Leng Binghan usually has scenes that appear several years later in his mind. The two impressions are constantly alternating in his mind, and it feels like traveling through time and space.

Although it is not a special car for leaders that often enters and exits the family compound, it has a municipal party committee license plate and Wang Yingying was on the car, so this Audi car entered the municipal party committee family compound smoothly.

This was the first time Ye Ziqiang drove into the municipal party committee's family compound. In fact, it was separated from the outside by a wall. It was no big deal. But after entering, he couldn't help but feel his blood boiling, his hormone secretion intensified, and his heartbeat accelerated. An inexplicable feeling.

Excitement burns in my heart.

On weekdays, I often hear the full-time drivers of individual leaders or drivers who can drive in and out here frequently boast about how beautiful and luxurious the municipal party committee's family compound is. There are special armed police guards at the door. Ordinary people cannot enter at all, as if being able to come in is a status.

and a symbol of class. Today I also came in, staring at the road ahead, not looking left or right to see something to show off when I went out, but for the first time I felt like I was integrated into the agency system.

Under Wang Yingying's guidance, the car turned left and right and stopped smoothly next to a two-story building. As soon as the car stopped, Wang Yingying got out of the car yelling. Looking at Leng Binghan, she shook her head.

: This godmother is already in her twenties, and she still acts like a careless child, being careless all day long, but she is very happy.

After getting out of the car, Leng Binghan looked around. The house is a two-story villa, covering an area of ​​about 400 square meters. It has an independent courtyard and is surrounded by a delicate white wrought iron fence. In front of the house

Behind the house are all flowers, plants and trees, and the forest is gloomy. The whole layout is very stylish. There are several similar villas around, which are probably the residences of other secretaries.

Although Leng Binghan has a good sense of direction, this place looks really big. There is even an artificial small lake in the middle, and the villas are located around the small lake. There is also an exquisite antique corner pavilion in the center of the lake, connected by an antique

A small bridge connects to the shore, and there are roses hanging around the corner pavilion. In addition, there are flower ponds, fountains, rockery towers, gurgling water, and an elegant environment. When spring gets stronger in a while, there will definitely be some orioles singing.

Yannan is a beautiful scenery with red and green colors. Moreover, each villa looks similar in appearance. If he were to come in alone from the outside now, he would really not be able to find a place.

Such a beautiful and elegant yard has never been seen in many high-end residential areas after the millennium, let alone in 1990. It seems that no matter what time period, beautiful landscapes and creativity have always been

There will be no shortage.

"Why are you dazed? Come into the house quickly." Seeing Leng Binghan standing there in a daze, Wang Yingying slowly walked over and gently pinched his ears, smiling sweetly.

Rubbing his ears, Leng Binghan said with a bitter face: "Sister Yingying, you can't be so violent anymore. It doesn't matter in front of me. If it were passed on to someone else, your future brother-in-law would definitely

If you run away after hearing the news, it will be difficult for you to get married in the future."

"You bastard Xiaohan, how dare you make fun of me, let's see if I don't twist your ears off." Wang Yingying put her hands on her hips, suppressing a smile at the corner of her mouth, pretending to be vicious.

"Don't twist it any more, or it will fall off." Leng Binghan quickly covered his ears with both hands and said pitifully.

"Phew!" Wang Yingying couldn't help laughing anymore. The two siblings were used to fighting each other every time they met, and they felt awkward if they didn't make a fuss.

"You crazy girl, you didn't even know to bring Xiaohan in early when you got to the door, so you knew you were going crazy outside!" While they were jostling, godmother Fu Chunling heard the noise and came out. She is a beauty in her forties,

He serves as the deputy director of the audit department in the Sichuan Provincial Department of Finance. He is gentle and graceful, and speaks in a soft voice. He sounds very comfortable. Although he is scolding Wang Yingying, his beautiful eyes are overflowing, he is looking forward to it, and he is mature.

The charm is overwhelming.

Every time he sees his godmother, Leng Binghan will think, how come this god sister Wang Yingying, who has a carefree personality, has not inherited any of the advantages of her godmother? Of course, these can only be hidden in the belly, if Wang Yingying knows about it,

The custodian immediately jumped up, twisted his ears, and said viciously: "You brat, what are you talking about!"

Wang Yingying has never been afraid of her father, who is a high-ranking official, but she is a little jealous of her mother. Seeing her mother scolding her, she immediately stopped showing her teeth and pretending to be serious, but she still turned her head and said naughtily to her.

Leng Binghan stuck out his tongue.

"Godmother, I miss Xiaohan so much!" Seeing Fu Chunling, Leng Binghan hurriedly ran up and threw herself into her arms. Half of it was deliberately pretending to be childlike to please the godmother, and the other half was indeed

It's true love.

Over the years, my godmother has really been nothing to say to me, caring and caring, just like my second mother. Even after she left Xichang and came to Chengdu, she always sent people to me or sent her by mail every now and then.

He brought all kinds of things, including clothes, stationery, food, books, all kinds of things. There were so many that even Li Yuanfen said with amusement: There is no need to buy anything from Xiaohan in the future, because he

The things his godmother bought are enough for him to use for a few years, and he can even give more as gifts.

Seeing Leng Binghan's behavior, Wang Yingying murmured angrily: "This stinky Xiaohan is really disgusting. He can coax people to death with a small mouth. No wonder my parents treat him better than me."

"You kid, you haven't come to see me for so long. I thought you had forgotten your godmother." Fu Chunling held Leng Binghan in one hand and touched his head with the other, saying with some emotion. Without a son,

It has always been the biggest pain in her and Wang Peiyuan's hearts. For this reason, the relationship between the two people even turned red. Until they accepted Leng Binghan as their adopted son, both of them devoted a lot of emotions to this smart and cute child.

It can be said that to a large extent, he really regards him as his biological son. And Leng Binghan is also well-behaved and sensible, with a sweet mouth, and always makes them happy, so he is even more fond of this adopted son.

My heart is concerned.

I heard a while ago that Leng Binghan was kidnapped. Although he was rescued safely on the same day, it still frightened the couple. If there was any good, their sadness and pain would definitely not be less than Leng Yunyi's.

Wang Peiyuan immediately called and scolded Leng Yunyi and Song Zuyun, while Fu Chunling hurried to Zhaojue Temple to burn incense, hoping to bless Leng Binghan without disaster, safety and health.

Afterwards, the two discussed it and both hoped to bring Leng Binghan to their side. Although this request seemed a bit overwhelming, after all, Leng Yunyi and Li Yuanfen were Leng Binghan's biological parents. But their starting point was definitely good.

, what's more, the situation in Chengdu in all aspects is definitely much better than that in Xichang, and it is also more conducive to Leng Binghan's growth.

"I miss my godmother and godfather. I can't eat or sleep even if I think about it!" Leng Binghan's little mouth began to say sweet words again. Wang Yingying was retching at the side, and the coldness in Fu Chunling's arms

Binghan even took the time to wink at her proudly, and she was so angry that she punched Leng Binghan.

Although she said: "You Xiaohan, you know how to coax your godmother!" Fu Chunling obviously benefited from Leng Binghan's sweet words. She happily led Leng Binghan towards the house, seeming to put her own

The daughter had all been forgotten, and Wang Yingying followed behind sadly. Although she was mumbling and venting her dissatisfaction, she felt very satisfied and happy in her heart, as if this was like a complete family.

Ye Ziqiang could only watch from a distance, not daring to disturb their family's happiness. The municipal party secretary's family was too far away and out of reach for him. However, he still heard the conversation between them. It turned out that this child was

Secretary Wang’s godson, even though he was surprised, he still envied the strong relationship between them. In today’s cities, the relationship between an ordinary godson and his godfather and godmother is more of a relationship based on status and title.

There are very few who can truly be like a biological son.

Seeing that they were about to enter the house, Ye Ziqiang followed behind with his cold luggage. In fact, the driver had completed his mission by sending the people to the place, but the municipal party secretary's house, no matter who it was, would be very courteous.

Not to mention helping with some luggage, or even things that are ten times more difficult, someone will do it, even if it means breaking a leg. Over time, it becomes a habit, and both those who do it and those who accept it feel that

It's as it should be.

Ye Ziqiang put his luggage in the designated place according to Wang Yingying's request and was about to leave. At this time, Leng Binghan came over and said to him: "Uncle, may I ask what your name is? It's really troublesome for you today, thank you!

"

Ye Ziqiang's heart felt warm. After being a driver for so many years, he has always been shaken and drunk. Who would take this driver seriously? Let alone say a word of thanks. He couldn't help but said excitedly: "No

Trouble or not, it's our job. I can't afford to be a noble person, my last name is Ye, Ye Ziqiang."

Leng Binghan smiled at him, took out a small box containing an exquisite lighter from his pocket, actually used it as a cover, and handed it to Ye Ziqiang, "Uncle Ye, I have nothing to express."

, this is something someone else gave me, and I don’t need it, so I just borrowed flowers to offer to the Buddha out of my heart.”