June 1st falls on Sunday, although there will be no holiday tomorrow, Peng Jiahui and Du Wenjuan still ask for leave together, intending to play with Peng Xingwang one more day.

They try to accompany him as much as possible, like no matter what the child wants to buy or where he wants to go, they will try their best to satisfy him.

Shame is like a thin layer of water mist on the outside of an ice soda bottle.

The tentacles are wet and the body feels cold, but they rise again when they are flicked, and they are inconspicuous but difficult to disappear.

During the day, Peng Xingwang watched Late Cherry Blossoms and the First Lotus with his parents in Yuhan. At night, he went back to his brother's house to sleep. After two days, it was like a dream.

Whether it's a playground or a botanical garden, he sometimes wishes he didn't have these deliberate gifts.

If it was my father who accompanies me to do my homework, and my mother who picks me up from school, how great would it be to see you every day?

However, such a bland request is a luxury.

He has always been clear.

When it was time to part, Jiang Wang served as a host and had a meal with them.

Ji Linqiu was originally conscious of being an outsider and couldn't shirk, but was called by Du Wenjuan specially, and completely regarded him as a family.

"Xingwang has been fostering in your two homes, we are really embarrassed." Du Wenjuan got up and toasted: "What I discussed with his father is that either he will be seconded to Yuhan to work and take care of the children, or I will rent a house. Come and accompany Xingxing to junior high school and high school, there is always a way, and I won't bother you for too long."

Xingwang sat among them, looking a little silent, just smiled and continued to eat.

Peng Jiahui noticed the child's subtle emotions, raised his voice and said with a smile: "Mom and Dad come to see you on the weekend, are you happy?"

"In the future, when Dad is free from work, he will come to see you more. In the future, we can also live in a big house together, and the days will get better day by day!"

Du Wenjuan replied, "Xingxing, Mom and Dad have always missed you, and you still have to listen to Brother Jiang Ji's words carefully, don't be naughty, be good!"

Jiang Wang was drinking beer and looking at his younger self, he suddenly felt that the two of them were still very similar.

Anything on his mind is easy to write on his face. Although he has been trying to change some things over the years, he has not changed much.

It stands to reason that a meal should be enjoyed by the host and guests, but it is a bit dull to eat.

When the song ended, Peng Jiahui went to start his car, Chang Hua came to pick up Du Wenjuan with Yin Yin in his arms, and the two went back to their car and waved to them one after another.

"Let's go, bye!"

"Xingxing, mother will come to see you next time, come to Yinyin, say goodbye to brothers!"

The three of them watched the two families leave, and then got back into the car and turned around to go home.

Ji Linqiu slept for twelve hours yesterday. Today, the alert light on his mobile phone is on constantly, and there are frequent calls to find him. He also put it aside and did not answer, leaning against the car window and resting with his eyes closed.

Jiang Wang concentrates on driving. There is a section of road under construction to repair the subway. The wires are dug up and it is pitch black. The road needs to be distinguished carefully.

In the darkness, Peng Xingwang suddenly spoke.

"Does it count as growing up to learn to act like this?"

This sentence is endless, but Jiang Wang can understand everything he wants to say.

He opened the car window to breathe, and answered after a long while.

"I guess so."

He wanted to smoke a cigarette at this moment, only glanced back at the child in the rearview mirror, and stepped on the brakes steadily.

The child still knows.

He had been worried about this matter before, but he could never deal with such an unsolved problem.

An ordinary family is like a train running on the tracks, a star-watched family, the front of the car faces south, the rear of the car faces north, leaving him alone like a lonely track.

Even if it exists, it is abrupt and helpless.

He should have a lot to say to the child at this moment.

Xingwang is his young self, and he always wanted to give him overflowing love, meticulous care, and clarity in everything.

But at the moment when the hunch came true, Jiang Wang went through his mind full of comforting words, and finally decided not to say anything.

The child understands, then understands.

The traffic lights are still in poor contact, and only half of the arc seems to be flickering, which is particularly blurry in the night.

Ji Linqiu opened his eyes at some point and handed him a cigarette.

"Come on."

Jiang Wang looked at him, raised his hand to catch the light, and took a long sip.

The tobacco breath was inhaled deeply into the lungs, choking people a little dazed.

Xingwang was bored for a while, then shook his head.

"I don't want this kind of ghost problem in the future."

A short break of two days does not seem to be enough.

Ji Linqiu hadn't had a peaceful life on the weekends in the first few months. Now that he finally got enough sleep, he could suspend work for a while, so he simply asked for two days of annual leave.

The personnel department was dumbfounded when they received the news.

"Mr. Ji, aren't you kidding with us? You were either working overtime or studying on a business trip the previous weekend. You have saved half a month for your time off. You can take a rest, and you won't need to deduct your annual leave!"

Ji Linqiu was used to the hard days, and he didn't react for a while, so he nodded in agreement.

He went back to his parents' house to do housework for a long time, and then went to the garden to feed the fish and water the flowers, and inexplicably thought of the days after retirement.

... Even if Jiang Wang is in his seventies or eighties, he is probably a bad old man who keeps making tricks.

He could even imagine that after this person retire, he would drag him all over the world, and the two of them would not be able to walk with wrinkles on their faces, and their life would not lose their color today.

Hey, why do you like this person so much?

There was the sound of the key turning from outside the door, Ji Linqiu took a flower shovel and turned to look, and saw Ji Changxia come back with a big bag and a small bag.

"You didn't go to work today?" The two asked in unison.

"I took a leave of absence for two days."

"Oh," Ji Changxia put the kraft paper bag on the porch cabinet: "I want to make a bread, brother, will you come with me?"

Ji Linqiu readily agreed.

"Your unit rested so early?"

"Why, I resigned long ago."

"You're going to be a housewife?"

"Brother," Ji Changxia pressed her head and said, "How long have you been home - Mom's tailor shop is doing so well now, she can't be busy, so I just happened to come over and join her. Make custom clothes."

The two washed their hands, sifted flour and poured milk respectively. First, they talked about the changes at home in the past few months, Peng Xingwang's violin playing skills, and finally returned to Ji Linqiu.

"Brother...will you try marriage in the future?"

Ji Linqiu was kneading the bread when she heard the sound and said, "Jiang Wang told you?"

He remembered that he never talked about it.

"No," Ji Changxia smiled and said, "You are my brother, how could I not see it."

She was originally surprised that there were so many excellent female teachers in the company, why didn't any of them meet Teacher Ji's eyes, but after thinking about it carefully when chatting with friends, she realized how special Jiang Wang's existence was.

Once you have this idea, it is completely logical to look at their words and deeds when they get along.

Ji Linqiu frowned slightly and thought about it: "We thought about going abroad, or finding a safe opportunity to talk to our parents slowly, but marriage... It's easy to get into trouble, and it's risky for girls, so we can't."

"Then have you considered having children?" Ji Changxia whispered, "I heard from friends that there is adoption...and surrogacy."

"I heard that there are many people who go abroad for surrogacy, and they can also choose the color of their children's eyes - brother!!"

Ji Linqiu stretched out her hand to squeeze her face, playing as a child until the two were covered in flour.

"What are you thinking?"

"What are the two men surrogate for? I'm with him, and I force others to come in and give us a baby. Who is this?"

Ji Changxia became distressed: "The truth is that, even if the child is born, the blood of strangers is also shed, and I also find it strange... But in this case, will it be more difficult for parents to agree to the two of you together?"

Ji Linqiu handed her the dough and turned around to get the coconut flour.

"I always feel like Mom already knows something."

"No way?!"

"It's hard to say the exact reason," he looked at her: "Do you remember when you fell in love early?"

"Obviously, it was only in school, and I never even went home after school, but Mom, she just knew, and there was absolutely no reason to guess it."

Ji Changxia was stunned: "My mother always knew about my puppy love?! Brother, didn't you tell me to hide it from me!!"

"I didn't say anything, you can trust me on this point, not to mention that you and that kid have been apart for so many years." Ji Linqiu whispered: "But when my mother was washing dishes this year, she happily told me about taking care of her in the past. Everything about you, everything she guessed can match the situation at the time."

Even if there is no clue, she can guess that her daughter is secretly in love.

Ji Changxia's breath stagnated: "Then you are now—it's over, I'll ask Brother Wang to pick her up and go home!"

Ji Linqiu paused: "She's not in the tailor's shop today?"

"She has a class at the Senior Citizen University today!! I don't want Brother Wang to get acquainted with her, please send him a message to remind him!!"

At the same time, Jiang Wang was standing outside the classroom, looking very absorbed.

Unexpectedly, there are foreign teachers in the old university, and it is very important to speak in a decent manner.

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, grandparents in their 50s or 60s or even older stood up one after another, some waved their hands to say goodbye to the teacher, and many crowded around the teacher to ask questions.

"Mr. David! Come back and have a meal with our daughter!"

"What to eat! Mr. David, tell me again, what's going on with this comparative and superlative-"

Chen Danhong was also waiting outside the crowd, but inadvertently turned her head to see Jiang Wang, and waved her hand with a bright smile: "Wangzi! Come pick up Auntie!"

Jiang Wang smiled and waved his hand. Just as he was about to speak, Ji Linqiu sent a message.

[My mother may know about us, you speak with caution:]

Jiang Wang was startled in his heart, but still forced a smile on his face to help Chen Danhong get the clothes.

"Mom—no, Auntie, let's go out to eat tonight!"

Chen Danhong still didn't know anything about them, so she just patted her shoulder proudly: "It's okay to be called Mom! You've already been my son in my heart!" w, please keep in mind:,