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When Ji Linqiu returned to the wedding scene, a large number of relatives and friends from Kuangye were parking their cars one after another.

The live band was already in the warm-up show, and chipmunks in doll costumes danced in circles with balloons.

Weddings can really reflect the character of the planner.

Jiang Wang came out after a while, deliberately staggered the time of his appearance with him, and answered a call from the Sufeng Group by the way.

The promotion time of QR code will be further accelerated, and the company is already looking for domestic manufacturers of customized code scanning guns.

As the main planner, he is responsible for connecting the company's internal operation process, and making a corresponding system for the use of new tools with reference to multiple opinions.

This fact is nothing compared to the high-intensity, high-stress work used to do in real estate.

After answering the phone, Jiang Wang walked back to Ji Linqiu and listened to what he was chatting with his friends.

"So when we were in class before, we usually..."

Jiang Wang looked at the first button he fastened, and poured a glass of ice wine on the side: "Today the sun is so hot, Teacher Ji is also dressed too tightly."

Friends were quickly distracted: "Yes, are you not hot?"

"Fortunately," Ji Linqiu smiled lightly, "I didn't dare to let such students in again when the class was opened later."

Everyone's attention turned back to the chat content, and the gossip was very vigorous.

Ji Linqiu hid away from the crowd and glanced at Jiang Wang without leaving a trace.

The latter pretended to be looking at the scenery.

The wedding was held as scheduled, and the bride was carried by her father in the eyes of everyone. The two exchanged vows and rings together, and stood between the unicorn and the rainbow to kiss.

This banquet was really lively, relaxed and happy, and it could be said that the guests and the host enjoyed themselves.

The food is exquisite and delicious, the band is very good at tune, and there are always people spinning and dancing in the center of the venue, and the atmosphere is very good.

Jiang Wang sat on the side and watched quietly, unconsciously thinking about what style they would choose in the future.

Compared to the previous wedding in a small county, there were no suffocating questions, no crying children, and the elderly were calm and gentle.

Abandoning the worldly sophistication, leaving only the fiery and pure side, it appears more real.

After looking at it for a long time, he dared to reach out and touch the future and marriage.

After a round of toasts, the bride changed into a little gold dress like daisy flowers, and gradually chatted with her friends, holding champagne in one hand, and went to the stage to sing loudly.

Kuang Ye couldn't help but feel happy when he saw her. After listening to the bride's singing "Sweet Honey", he also asked for a mic, and went on stage to sing "Today You Will Marry Me". Got the crowd laughing.

Ji Linqiu drank a bowl of chicken and mushroom soup, and then realized that Jiang Wang had answered the phone again, and was a little distracted for a while.

He couldn't help thinking, if they came to this day, how many relatives, friends and guests would come to congratulate, and what the situation would be like.

Just thinking about it, Duan Zhao leaned over and smiled narrowly.

"It's very romantic."

It took a few seconds for Ji Linqiu to realize that he said it himself, and asked subconsciously, Duan Zhao twisted his head and motioned him to look at his neck.

He just remembered that the afternoon sun was too hot, and he didn't know when to untie his collar.

There was a blush on the collarbone, a little punchy.

...Jiang Wang, this son of a bitch.

"It's also strange, there are mosquitoes after the Chinese New Year." Ji Linqiu smiled lightly: "Let's open, it's too hot today."

Duan Zhao reacted that he was thinking too much, and smiled a little apologetically: "Come here, have a durian cake, the master they found is really good."

The New Year is approaching, and the temperature begins to drop violently after several sunny days.

On the first day, it was too hot to wear a t-shirt and beach shorts. The next day, everyone would be frozen into grandchildren. At night, when the doors and windows were closed, the wind could be heard screaming.

The street market finally began to decorate with various Chinese knots and golden red New Year pictures, and some people in the community organized the elderly to cut paper and paste the window grilles.

On the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, when the new year was over, Du Wenjuan arrived in Yuhan on time with her luggage.

If Jiang Wang hadn't found the nanny Yuesao in advance, she would have had a very difficult year.

When first gave birth to the stars, although mother-in-law and mother took care of me at home, things were complicated and inexperienced. For nearly half a year, day and night were upside down and was mentally weak. When heard a child crying, would have headaches, chest pains, and heartaches.

With two more professionals, it is really much better.

Du Wenjuan knew she owed her too much to her family, so she wanted to spend a good year with her daughter while she was weaned from the baby.

A small suitcase did not contain much of his own clothes. Most of them were books and gifts bought for the three of them, as well as sausages and bacon that he had dried himself.

Braised chicken with sauce goose and the like, wait until Yuhan to make fresh ones, they must be delicious.

The day before mother came, Jiang Wang deliberately carried the child to wash it from top to bottom, and rubbed out a lot of mud.

Jiang Wangdu, who was rubbing, began to wonder: "Don't you take a bath every day?? How do you usually wash??"

The child took the initiative to signal: "Boil the water, rinse it once, wipe the bubbles, rinse it again, and dry it!"

"—Yes!! Rub it!! It's for you to rub your neck and arms, not like rubbing your hair and belly!"

The two cleaned up and went to the station to pick up people. When they saw Du Wenjuan, they were in a good mood.

The child was shy and embarrassed before, but when he saw his mother, he rushed over: "Mom—"

Jiang Wang stood where he was, watching them embrace each other with a faint smile.

After Du Wenjuan hugged her son, she took the initiative to walk to her distant younger brother who had always been alone for the New Year. She opened her arms and said, "Come on, let's hug one too."

The man looked astonished, but he also hugged him, and said with a green expression: "Let's go, the room at home has been tidy up."

This year, Ji Linqiu's family stayed in Yuhan for Chinese New Year, and they didn't go back to the mountains to see the cleanliness. They were happy to be clean.

It happened that Jiang Wang and the others were also gathered here, and the two families were reunited.

Du Wenjuan's room not only has a terrace, but also a small flower pot with a sunflower that Peng Xingwang planted alone.

It hasn't bloomed yet, but the little green shoots are tall and vibrant.

Du Wenjuan put her luggage away, took out her pickled New Year's goods to find where the refrigerator was, and by the way, to see what ingredients could make a big meal.

Peng Xingwang walked around with her like a fart, his eyes bright and smiling all the time when he spoke.

Jiang Wang briefly introduced the layout of the house and gave her a key card.

"I have to go to the company in the afternoon to see the situation, so I won't accompany you for now."

"Okay, you're busy," Du Wenjuan said quickly, "If you don't come back for dinner at night, just send a text message."

"Ok."

Jiang Wang put on his coat and was about to go out. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Peng Jiahui with his right hand ready to ring the doorbell.

"Hey, President Jiang is back?" Peng Jiahui was still holding the quasi in his hand

When he saw Jiang Wang's robot model and new schoolbag for his son, he was very enthusiastic: "We haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing?"

Jiang Wang was stunned for a few seconds, seeing him for the first time and didn't know what to say.

Peng Xingwang just ran over to get the plastic bag, and when he saw his father standing at the door, he was stunned and said dumbly, "Dad, are you here?"

Peng Jiahui hadn't reacted yet. He didn't know why his son was stunned. He deliberately shook the schoolbag and gifts he bought for him: "Dad just came back from Shenzhen, look at this, do you like it?"

Peng Xingwang's crying was neither laughing nor laughing, and he didn't even dare to pick up what he sent, and looked at Jiang Wang with a face full of help.

Jiang Wang has never been so glad that he is not himself now.

"Xingxing? Why did the person with a garbage bag disappear?" Du Wenjuan came out of the kitchen with a green onion, wiped her hands with her apron, and said, "If you can't find it—"

Then he stood still, speechless.

All four are very embarrassed at the moment.

Peng Jiahui hadn't seen his ex-wife for several years. When he saw her, he even thought of how young she looked when he first got married, and he became dumb and speechless.

Jiang Wang was the first to react: "I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you..."

"I should have apologized," Peng Jiahui hurriedly put his belongings on their shoe cabinet and stepped back, "Then I'll come to accompany Xingxing another day. Are you busy first?"

Du Wenjuan forced a smile: "How about you come in and sit?"

Peng Xingwang didn't hear that this was a polite remark, so he conditioned his father to get a pair of shoe covers.

Peng Jiahui didn't have the face to come in, but his son had already put the shoe covers in his hands, so he could only bite the bullet and come in.

"Okay, I haven't looked at the stars for a long time. Let's accompany him together. It's good."

Jiang Wang originally wanted to go to the company to give red envelopes to the employees, but when he turned his head, the child already had a look on his face, "brother, save me quickly".

The family of four sat down one after another in the living room, and even the air seemed to be frozen here.

Silence, silence is the Yangtze River Bridge tonight.

In fact, the family seems to have not sat together for most of their lives.

Peng Xingwang was only nine years old, and four years was half his life for him.

As for Jiang Wang, he would never see his parents again in his life, let alone sit under the same roof with them.

Whether it was a young Peng Xingwang or a young Jiang Wang, they had imagined this scene countless times.

If you dream, you will dream that your parents are together again, that they are happily eating together, there is no quarrel or push, and they are all reaching out to touch their faces.

But when this scene really happened, it was indescribably stiff.

At this moment, Peng Xingwang didn't expect this to happen at all, and after a long time he said, "I got my final grades, and I got 95 points in the English test!"

Du Wenjuan was still in a trance. She sighed first, then remembered that she didn't praise the child, and hurriedly said: "English is so good, it must be very hard to study normally?"

Peng Jiahui originally wanted to compliment her, but she never thought that she had said all the words, and she couldn't speak. She sat passively on the sofa, feeling inappropriate no matter how she sat.

Jiang Wang saw that Peng Jiahui's buttocks moved almost twenty times in a minute, he coughed lightly, and as Peng Xingwang's current surrogate parent, he took the initiative to talk about his current situation.

"The child is very good at mathematics now, but the language foundation is not good. We are also helping to make up for it. It will definitely improve a lot in the future."

He talked about the experimental elementary school he was currently studying, and he and the little girl who could play the piano were talking about the clusters of sunflowers that had not yet bloomed.

Du Wenjuan and Peng Jiahui completely missed the child's two years, they were very fascinated and chatted with the child from time to time.

Jiang Wang's heart relaxed, and he felt relieved and bitter at the same time.

He would actually be such a character.

I can let my parents who have been divorced for many years sit together calmly and listen to the new life I had when I was young.

It seems right.

He should have been part of the family and should have talked to them more.

It doesn't seem right.

It seems that he shouldn't be sitting here, talking about the growth of the child in the past two years like a parent meeting.

This reunion should have said more.

His dad should have gone to apologize to his mom.

She shouldn't be yelled at, she shouldn't be beaten, she shouldn't have been sober, missed the entire marriage, and the entire life with her son.

His mother should have apologized to Starwang.

You shouldn't leave, you shouldn't leave your child alone in that lonely place, always hug the pillow and cry until you fall asleep, and then have nightmares that last all night.

But now, Jiang Wang was maintaining the topic with a gentle and polite smile.

Du Wenjuan and Peng Jiahui did not dare to look at each other the whole time, let alone talk to each other.

Jiang Wang and Peng Xingwang were sitting between the two of them. At this moment, they only felt like they were sitting in the air between the cliff and the coast, and there was a gaping gap behind them.

Jiang Wang exchanged glances with the child as he lowered his head to drink water.

They suddenly communicated for a moment.

It was the parents in front of them who clearly betrayed them.

The two escaped the life of having the child in exchange for respite from life and long-term freedom.

But now it is the two of them who feel the sense of endless betrayal.

To be close to my mother is to openly reject and resent my father.

To be close to my father is to ignore my mother's pain over the years.

But sitting in the middle, he couldn't make anyone smile genuinely.

Dilemma, speechless.

During the chat, the secretary sent several messages over, asking him if something happened and if he needed help.

For a moment, Jiang Wang wanted to find a reason to bring Peng Xingwang to the company, and it was ridiculous to want to keep him here and let his parents hug him more.

Jiang Wang couldn't figure it out at this moment.

Does he want Xingwang to get this hug, or not?

Peng Jiahui finally sat at Jiang Wang's house for less than 40 minutes. After a brief chat, he said something was wrong and he would come again next time.

Before leaving, he finally looked at his ex-wife and bowed deeply in front of his son.

"I've been sorry for you before."

"I'm really sorry."

"I just hope...you and your son will be happy in the future, and also, say a Happy New Year in advance."

For the first half of the journey, Peng Xingwang was annoyed at how he gave his father a shoe cover, and was fidgeting as he listened to the three of them chatting.

At the moment when Dad suddenly apologized, his eyes were red again, and he was reluctant to leave Dad.

You adults are too much, why do you do this?

It would be great if everyone I love could live happily together forever... w, please keep in mind:,