The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

Yang Dongxu got off at the gate of the villa, and Du Heng walked Zhang Jing back. For the convenience of work, Zhang Jing directly sold a villa next to her. Money is such arrogance. In order to get a comfortable working dormitory for myself, I directly used the money to buy a villa.

Seeing the two of them walking towards Zhang Jing's house, Du Heng stood there at least ten meters away from Zhang Jing's house when they were approaching the door, and then turned and walked back.

Yang Dongxu shook his head involuntarily, although he didn't want Du Heng's mother to urge the marriage so urgently. But he still wants to have a good home for the people around him.

For example, Zhang Jing may have had a certain affection for him before, but as they grow older, the relationship between the two has become less and less interesting. There is a feeling that being too familiar and becoming embarrassing to start with him feels that being friends is actually the best state a feeling of.

So it would be pretty good if Zhang Jingneng and Du Heng get along well, although there is a certain age gap between the two. But Zhang Jing has no problem raising children at this age, plus she has a college degree very early in the 1990s, and she used to be a teacher.

Cui's mother must be so happy that her back molars are exposed, thinking that his old Du's family has never married such a bachelor's daughter-in-law for several generations. It's a pity that the two didn't call at all.

Turning around and walking into the house, the youngest son Wenwu heard the sound of the car outside and trotted out holding the toy. He stretched out his head and saw that his father had returned, and returned to the house with his calves twitching. He didn't give his father a hug at all. the meaning of.

A few seconds later, one small head turned into two small heads, and Wen Wu, who ran back into the room, ran out holding his sister's small hand.

Compared with sons, daughters are undoubtedly closer to their fathers. Seeing her father Tangtang open his hands, he ran over to give him a hug.

"Daddy hug!"

"Where's your brother?" He hugged his precious daughter first, and her daughter Tangtang kissed him sweetly on the cheek.

Yang Dongxu also hugged Wen Wu who was reluctant to hold a toy gun in his hand. This son let alone kiss him to express his miss, he pushed his father's face with his small hands, afraid that Yang Dongxu would look disgusted when he kissed him.

"Doing homework in the room." Wen Wu said.

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

Originally, he didn't want to see his father's civil and military skills, but now he doesn't want to see him even more. Or say that the older the son is, the more he will be separated from his father.

I think when Wen Chen was young, seeing him as an old man was closer than seeing his own mother, but now basically he would not go to his eyes when there was nothing to do.

"My writing is finished." Wen Wu said as if there were bugs crawling on his body, writhing in his father's arms in various restless ways.

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

As a result, it was thrown out by Wen Chen in less than three seconds. Wen Wu's age is when cats hate dogs, and Wen Chen, who is an older brother, obviously doesn't want to see this younger brother in all kinds of troubles.

But this little guy is also stubborn, 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 room. Unfortunately, the door of the study room was locked and he couldn't get in, so he began to reach out and knock on the door.

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

"My brother didn't do his homework, and he was reading a comic book." Xiao Wenwu said.

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

Hearing the younger son's words, his complexion changed instantly. He turned his head to search for the family law weapon that he couldn't find, and went directly to the door of the study and reached out to push the door.

"Wenchen, open the door for me!" There was no trace of the gentleness of the head of the Runyu Foundation or the love of a mother in the voice. On the contrary, it has a slight taste of the lion's roar in the east of the river.

Yang Dongxu held his daughter Tangtang in his arms, turned his head and walked directly towards the restaurant. As the child grew older and obedient on the surface, he had more and more little ideas of his own in private.

Zhou Ya, who has always been gentle and virtuous, feels more and more like entering menopause. Especially not only the eldest son started to worry as he grew older, but also the younger son was so mischievous that he was blessed by double BUFF.

Therefore, Yang Dongxu has never participated in such family incidents, and when he encounters them, he will avoid them as soon as possible and wait until it is over.

"Put down the toy gun for me, go back to the room and tidy up those messy toys."

The opening of the study door Zhou Ya was about to clean up her eldest son, but secretly reading comics in the name of doing homework is unforgivable.

Just when she was about to enter the study to teach her elder son a lesson, Zhou Ya frowned when she saw her younger son standing beside her with a gloating face.

Coupled with the death staring of his elder brother after opening the door, Xiao Wenwu lost the toy gun in his hand, and wanted to run in the direction of his father in the restaurant. Now his mother is getting more and more fierce and stay away.

"Stop for me, pick up the toy gun, and go back to the room to clean up those toys you threw away. I'll check if they're cleared up later and see how I can clean up you." Zhou Ya yelled angrily.

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

When she came to the restaurant, Mama Cui brought up the boiled soup. At this moment, Du Heng also came back from the outside, seeing her son, Mama Cui, was not pleasing to her eyes. But because Yang Dongxu was just beside him and squinted at Du Heng, he didn't say anything.

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

"No matter how old you are, as long as you don't go to 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 chicly in those years.

"It's good to have a stable job and a stable income after not going to school. The top priority is to be chic 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 couldn't follow Du Heng's words, because as a parent with sons and daughters, he actually understood Cui's mother's psychology of wanting her son to get married better.

Before finishing the soup here, Wen Chen, who had been scolded by Zhou Ya in the study over there, came over. Seeing that Wen Chen's eyes were not red, and his complexion was still relaxed, Yang Dongxu asked suspiciously, "Have you hidden it?" turn up?"

"I am the first in the same grade in the whole school in the monthly exam." Wen Chen said.

Yang Dongxu had a look of sudden realization on his face. As a child, especially a child in school, whether it’s reading comics, rebelling, even if it’s your puppy love, there is no problem that can’t be solved by being the first in the exam.

If there is!

Then continue to be number one next month!

"Where's your brother?"

"My mother was looking for bamboo sticks to whip him. He turned out the toys and threw them all over the floor, and even used paint pens to draw pictures on the wall of the room." I feel very happy.