Chapter 314 There was one

Lu Siyuan and Wei Dong have been together for many years. He has always known one and half of Wei Dong's family background. He has not fully understood his siblings, let alone other relatives of the Wei family, so he met that distant and familiar one. When looking at his face, even if he was as calm as him, he couldn't help being silly.

"You never mentioned your uncle's surname He to me." When Lu Siyuan and Wei Dong talked about this in bed at night, the surprise in his heart subsided.

"What's there to mention? You're living with me." Wei Dong tightened his arms and hugged the person in his arms even tighter. Listening to the tone, he was so indifferent that there was no ups and downs.

In the dark, Lu Siyuan smiled. This person has always been like this. It is really not his character to let him talk about these things.

After not hearing Lu Siyuan's voice for a long time, Wei Dong rubbed his chin, "What? Do you care?"

"No."

After a while, Lu Siyuan thought that Wei Dong was asleep, and his own consciousness gradually drifted away, and then he heard Wei Dong's voice, "If you want to make it clear, I will tell you."

"No...that's fine..." Lu Siyuan's voice was a little low, and he was drowsy.

Wei Dong pulled the quilt, tucked him behind his daughter-in-law's neck, and fell asleep with his arms around her.

The old man and the old lady spent a whole day in the hospital that day.

Only then did know that it was not son who was ruthless all these years. Wei Qingcheng suffered a brain injury many years ago, and he did not reflect on anything in the past. Before he was injured and fell into a coma, he gave a death order, and no matter what the result was, he was not allowed to inform his family. , Even He Changqing was concealed.

Because his work and whereabouts are absolutely confidential, the military and politics are different, and He Changqing's side does not have much permission to visit and contact, and this matter has been concealed for so many years.

Until more than ten years ago, remembered some things one after another, but close relatives were timid. just contacted uncle and parents. People in their 40s and 50s didn't have the courage.

Wei Dong and Lu Siyuan went to the hospital on the third day.

I don't know if it's because the faces are too similar, or the things in the bones are too similar. Tiger Wei, who doesn't care about anyone, is still a match for the second brother who has never met.

Wei Qingcheng also got along quite well with this younger brother who was enough to be his own son. Knowing that he had been in the army for three years, he had never gotten along with his brothers coldly.

Knowing that the younger brother had found a male wife, and even more surprised that he gave birth to a son, Wei Qingcheng, the master of blood and guns, couldn't help but give him a thumbs up, but his expression was a little weird.

After the New Year, Lu Siyuan continued to devote himself to his busy studies, Wei Dong played Hengwo at home to take care of his son and pick up his wife, Wei Qingwu and Wei Qingchu were helpless.

The day Wei Qingcheng was discharged from the hospital was the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and Wei Dong picked it up with a car driven by his son.

Wei Qingcheng didn't go to Wei's house, but followed Wei Dong back to the courtyard, saying it was clean.

For this guy who came directly to the house, Wei Dong snorted coldly and didn't say anything, but he opened the door generously and didn't close it outside.

I want to know, this second young master who disappeared from the Wei family for nearly 30 years, when he suddenly appeared, can he be quiet?

The old man and the old lady didn't force him, as he wanted, but the two sons and grandson and daughter-in-law were here, so the old man and the old lady naturally stayed here.

The energetic little tiger woke up before 7:30 early in the morning. Wei Dong woke up without any clothes on. He rolled up the quilt and threw him over to the old lady, and he was done.

The little tiger was abandoned by his father, and his hair instantly exploded, and he shouted loudly.

"Okay, darling, don't make trouble, don't make trouble, grandma will get you the balls..." The old lady pressed him to get dressed, and she was in a hurry.

"Puba...Puba..." The little tiger twisted, tossing and turning on the bed, yelling at his father and father, but he refused to be honest.

"When you get dressed, grandma will take you to find your father, okay? Be obedient, get dressed and go..."

When Wei Qingcheng came in, he saw the grandfather and grandson on the bed busy tossing, listening to the father and father in the mouth of the little nephew, could not help but be happy.

He was particularly interested in this child born by a man, but in front of the couple, he didn't express his reaction generously.

"TiaoTiao, come to Er Bo to hug."

"Are you up? Why don't you sleep for a while?" The old lady heard the voice, turned her head to look over, saw her son, and her hands suddenly loosened when she was asking questions. Before she had time to turn around, she exclaimed, “TiaoTiao…”

Wei Qingcheng took a stride, rushed up, caught his little nephew who had fallen off the bed, picked it up by the shoulders and put it in his arms, pulling the wound on his chest that had not fully recovered, couldn't help frowning slightly. .

Seeing her son holding her little grandson, the old lady let out a long sigh of relief, "You little naughty."

After saying that, he got up and wanted to take him over. The little guy grabbed Wei Qingcheng's neck tightly and didn't let go. He shouted, "Puba...Puba..."

Wei Qingcheng couldn't help but smile and patted his little nephew's butt, "Boy, I thought you wouldn't recognize the wrong person."

Wei Qingcheng and Wei Dong are similar in body shape and seven points similar in appearance. When Wei Xiaotiao saw him for the first time, the expression made the old lady laugh for two days. Ba Leng didn't spit it out, but as soon as he saw Wei Dong entering the door, Ba Ba kept yelling at his father when he opened his mouth.

He is only a few months old and doesn't understand anything, but he can tell people clearly.

"Ah..."

Being beaten on his butt, the little tiger protested with dissatisfaction.

Wei Qingcheng couldn't help laughing, he carried the small thing onto the bed with one hand and sat down, asking the old lady to dress him so as not to catch a cold.

With this second uncle who is seven points similar to Tiger Wei, the little tiger is finally honest. He sat on the bed obediently and let the old lady dress him. Sitting on his lap, he didn't want to move.

"TiaoTiao, grandma hugs, the second uncle's injuries haven't recovered yet." Seeing the little grandson pouting his butt and crawling onto the second child to sit down, the old lady hurriedly stepped forward to take the little guy down.

Before she stretched out her hand, the little guy slammed into Wei Qingcheng's arms and quit!

The impact of the little head was not strong, but the shock caused a little pain in the wound. Wei Qingcheng moved the little thing to the right chest without a trace, and put his arms around him, "Let me hold him."

"But your injury..." The old lady looked at the wound on her son's chest, a little worried.

"It's okay, he's just a little heavier, I'll just hold it, don't you want to get him something to eat?" Wei Qingcheng rubbed the little head in his arms, not paying attention.

This injury is not so serious that he can't even hold such a small kid. His parents are worried, and he has not shown how capable he is. This kind of care has been missing for many years, and he has been thinking about it for a long time, and now it is finally fully satisfied desires.

And parents are old, and don't know how long they can get this kind of care. It's a little bit of greed, after all, they have been blank for 30 years...

Seeing that he insisted, the old lady didn't forcefully rob someone, "Well, look at him a little, and I'll get him something to eat."

Wei Qingcheng nodded.

The old lady soon came back with the steamed eggs, and saw her little grandson's son leaning against the bed teasing her, and she felt sour for no reason. The second child is in his fifties this year. No one knows the cold or the heat, and there are no children. All these years, the army has been the home, and there is no decline. When she looks at the mother, her heart is sour...

The little tiger had a good time with the second uncle, and he didn't want to let go when he was eating, so Wei Qingcheng had to sit at the table with him and let the old lady feed him.

The good appetite for small things is also inherited from his tiger father. He is not picky about anything, and it is delicious to eat. A bowl of ordinary steamed eggs with minced meat can also make him eat like a royal meal.

"This kid is so good, that's how he was raised." Wei Qingcheng couldn't help but laugh when he saw it.

"No, with the same virtue as his father when he was a child, he can make a belly of everything, and eat anything delicious." The old lady gave a low laugh.

"Good care."

The old lady pursed her lips and smiled, paused, and raised her head to look at her son, "Second, after so many years, you really haven't met a suitable one?"

Wei Qingcheng didn't feel abrupt when he heard this, he was already mentally prepared, the old lady would definitely ask, this matter could not escape.

He paused for a while, and then said with a little sigh: "There was one, but it was more than 20 years ago."

Before the old lady could rejoice, she was beaten back by that guy more than 20 years ago, "Then..."

"I don't think so anymore."

old lady,"……"