After entering the house, Cen Yue played with Chengcheng.
Song Yiyi asked, "Have you packed your things?"
Cen Yue raised his hand and rubbed the top of Song Yiyi's head, saying calmly, "It's done."
With the children around, there were some things he didn't say at the moment.
Song Yiyi glanced at the door and saw no one there, so she pulled Cen Yue and whispered something in his ear.
She said, “Don’t believe them.”
The two have been married for such a long time that Cen Yue knows exactly what Song Yiyi is going to do next, no matter how little she does it.
He immediately understood what she meant.
'They' refers to the enemy.
Time was too tight, so Song Yiyi could only tell him this.
If I remember correctly, it was at this point in time that the enemy pretended to ask for peace and then launched a surprise attack in secret.
Cen Yue raised his thin lips slightly, and smiled, "Okay."
He will remember his wife's words.
Cen Yue was holding Song Yiyi's hand and playing with it. When Cheng Cheng saw it, he dropped the toy in his hand and came over.
"Dad, don't move!"
She tried to pull Cen Yue's hand away and snuggled into Song Yiyi's arms.
Cen Yue chuckled and said, "Why can't I touch my wife's hand?"
Cheng Cheng thought for a moment and said, "My wife."
The three of them were having fun when Song Minghui and Cai Mengjun came back.
Following behind him was Cen Anguo with a serious face.
Cai Mengjun greeted with a smile, "Old Chief, please sit down."
Song Minghui poured tea and said, "My humble home is simple. I'm sorry for the inconvenience."
Cen Anguo sat at the square table and looked around the main room.
Except it's smaller than his place.
The furniture is not shabby at all.
Song Minghui was deliberately slandering him.
Especially children's toys and picture books, a whole row of bookshelves can hardly hold them all.
Those toys.
None of his three great-grandsons had seen it.
It should be imported.
Cen Anguo subconsciously thought, is it really necessary for a little girl to make such a big fuss?
Since Song Minghui became the village director, two more factories have been added to the village, and he often has to deal with all kinds of people.
He is much more intelligent than before.
As soon as he saw Cen Anguo's expression, Song Minghui knew what he was thinking.
"Baby, come here to grandpa."
Song Minghui waved to Chengcheng.
As soon as Cen Anguo entered the room, Chengcheng snuggled into Cen Yue's arms and refused to come out.
I still have a biscuit in my hand.
Song Yiyi gave it to her to comfort her.
There was a sofa between Cen Yue and Cen Anguo, and Song Minghui stood on the other side of the square table.
In other words, to go to my grandfather's place, I have to pass by Cen Anguo.
After a little thought, Chengcheng walked around the main hall in a big circle before he arrived at Song Minghui's location.
Suddenly, laughter was heard from several people in the main room.
This is the atmosphere as always, and it has no effect even if Cen Anguo is there.
Cheng Cheng hugged Song Minghui's legs and said, "Grandpa, hold me!"
Song Minghui picked up Cheng Cheng and said to Cen Anguo, "Baby, have you called me grandpa yet?"
His original intention was to have Chengcheng call him Cen Anguo.
Cheng Cheng kissed Song Minghui on the cheek, "Grandpa!"
Very loud.
Song Minghui smiled with his eyes curved as he held Chengcheng's hand, "Baby, this is also your grandfather, your...father's father, you know?"
Cheng Cheng shook his head without hesitation, "Not many, I don't know him."
The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.
Cheng Cheng didn't notice at all and even shouted to Song Yiyi, "Mom, don't I know her?"
Song Yiyi almost couldn't hold back her laughter.
Her daughter is genuine.
It can be seen that Cen Anguo was on pins and needles.
"Dad, Mom, let's take Chengcheng to the kitchen."
Song Yiyi walked over and asked Cheng Cheng, "Grandpa and grandma made dumplings for you. Do you want to eat them?"
Cheng Cheng licked his lips and said, "Ci!"
Song Minghui turned around with the child in his arms, ignoring the people in the main room, and asked with a smile, "How many do you want to eat?"
Cheng Cheng thought for a moment and replied, "Five hundred!"
Cai Mengjun was amused by her.
There was laughter and chatter in the kitchen, but the atmosphere in the main room was silent.
Cen Yue stood up, walked over to sit down opposite Cen Anguo, and said straight to the point: "Tell me, what's the matter?"
Cen Anguo felt indescribably complicated.
He never thought that a family could live so warmly in such a small house.
It turns out that children are so cute when they smile.
"Little Orange looks a lot like you."
Cen Anguo sighed, "You also have two canine teeth."
He just saw that the two teeth of Cen Yue's daughter looked exactly like Cen Yue's.
Cen Anguo even felt that it was a smaller version of Cen Yue.
But it’s happier than Cen Yue’s.
She has a sweet smile.
Cen Yue sneered, "Are you sure you want to bring this up?"
That's not a good memory.
His little canine teeth were inherited from his mother.
Cen Anguo once wanted to help him smooth it out.
Cen Yue was too small and after struggling a few times, he was slapped in the face by Cen Anguo.
"If you have something to say, say it quickly."
Cen Yue's tone turned cold and serious: "There's nothing old to talk about between us."
It was Cen Anguo who personally destroyed the last bit of kindness in raising him.
What are you pretending to be now?
Cen Yue didn't care at all.
The hall was silent for a long time. Cen Anguo closed his eyes and spoke weakly, "After all, I raised you. We are father and son..."
Cen Yue casually swept the teacup off the table.
The sound of shattering glass was crisp.
After a few seconds, only broken glass remained on the ground.
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