Jiang Wanyue couldn't help laughing.
When she was studying at university in Beijing, her mother-in-law Zhou Xiugui was there taking care of the children. Although they were not mother and daughter, their relationship was better than that of mother and daughter.
After every winter vacation at school, she would stay in Beijing to handle work matters, and occasionally go abroad. Zhou Xiugui would take her three children back to her hometown in advance to celebrate the New Year.
In fact, she hadn't seen the children for more than half a month.
Song Huaizhi inherited the genes of the Song family and grew very tall, a head taller than his biological mother. His face has gradually acquired the firmness of an adult. The older he gets, the calmer he becomes. Fortunately, he is not a child who keeps everything to himself. He will tell her everything that happens at school.
Last year, Huaizhi wanted to learn how to do business with his classmates, but she rejected him. A fifteen-year-old boy is at the age of learning knowledge. She hoped that he would absorb knowledge crazily, stand on the shoulders of knowledge, and then choose a career that interests him.
Song Yunying, thirteen years old this year, has become a graceful young lady with a very sweet look. She attends high school in Beijing. Her mother-in-law Zhou Xiugui said that originally, children who go to high school do not need to be picked up and dropped off, but she has to do so because if her mother-in-law does not pick them up, a lot of boys will rush to take Yingzi home.
Once, she accidentally opened Yingzi's schoolbag and found that it was filled with dozens of love letters...
Song Huazhi is nine years old and still in primary school. Unlike her older brothers and sisters, this child has very poor academic performance and is among the bottom three in the class. During parent-teacher meetings, she is always criticized by the teacher.
Once, the teacher found out from nowhere that she was a student of Peking University, and also found out that her eldest son was also a student of Peking University. So the teacher fell into self-doubt, thinking that it was not a problem of genes or family education, but perhaps, there was something wrong with the education in their school...
Because of this, Song Huazhi received special care in school. Although his grades were still poor, at least he was not at the bottom.
Looking at her youngest son's facial features, Jiang Yingyue sighed and shook her head.
The older this child gets, the more he looks like Song Desheng...
In a blink of an eye, she felt as if she saw Song Desheng. Looking closely, she saw the man in a black windbreaker standing on the outskirts of the crowd. Wasn't he the Song Desheng she met at the train station?
He actually returned to the village?
Song Desheng's mood could be said to be extremely complicated.
He was born and raised in Xiaojing Brigade, but when he returned here, he felt out of place, even like a rat crossing the street.
Jiang Wanyue, an educated youth who went to the countryside, should have been an outsider, but she seemed to have completely integrated into the place.
Everyone was so enthusiastic about her, vying to invite her to their homes for dinner, and he couldn't help but feel jealous of their enthusiasm.
His parents stood by her and became her parents.
His children were in her arms, hers alone.
He seemed to have lost everything...
"Hey, isn't this Desheng?" a village woman asked, "Why did you come back to celebrate the New Year this year?"
"I just heard from Desheng that he divorced that wild woman in the city?"
"He came back after getting divorced. You don't think our Director Jiang still wants this slut like him, do you?"
"That's true. After all, they have three children. The children always want their parents to be together."
Ye Liming, who was standing next to Jiang Wanyue, had a smiling and easy-going look on his face just now, but now his nerves suddenly tensed up.
He pushed up his glasses and took the lead to step forward: "You are Huaizhi and their biological father, right? Hello, I am Ye Liming."
Song Desheng's expression was stiff.
Is Ye Liming the new father that Yingzi mentioned?
He was wearing brand new clothes and had an indescribable demeanor. He looked like an intellectual and he felt a little ashamed of himself.
"Hello, I'm Song Desheng."
Song Desheng stretched out his hand and shook hands with Ye Liming.
"Professor Ye, you are such a rare guest." Song Dahai smiled, "I have some wine at home, please come home, Professor Ye!"
The Song family surrounded Jiang Wanyue and Ye Liming as they walked towards their home. Although the villagers wanted to watch the fun, they also knew that watching the fun at this time would easily make people dislike them, so they slowly dispersed.
When he arrived home, Song Desheng stepped inside.
Song Defa grabbed him and said, "Old Four, you have severed ties with your family a long time ago. It is not appropriate for you to enter this family."
His current position is very important. He is the director of the factory's transportation department and is in charge of all the vehicles.
Without Jiang Wanyue, he wouldn't be where he is today. No matter what he said, he wouldn't let this annoying thing in and turn people off.
"Yes, Old Four." Song Deshun said, "Dad and mom are upset to see you, and Wanyue probably doesn't want to see you either. You can stay at my house for the next few days."
He is a disabled person. Thanks to Jiang Wanyue's help, he is now the general director of Lianhu County Bamboo Weaving Factory. Of course, his ability to sit in this position is closely related to Jiang Wanyue. He vows to defend Jiang Wanyue's interests to the death.
"You guys..." Song Desheng looked unbelievable, "We are brothers!"
"Because we are brothers, I can give you a place to stay when you return home." Song Dechang, the eldest brother of the Song family, said, "Go back to the third brother's house to rest, and I will bring you some food later. That's it!"
Several people walked in and slammed the door.
The atmosphere in the room was just right.
Song Dahai poured a glass of wine for Ye Liming: "This year, Professor Ye will come back with Wanyue to celebrate the New Year. Is it settled?"
Ye Liming was a little embarrassed: "Still in the probation period."
He had been pursuing Wanyue for four years, four whole years, and this was the first time that she gave in and said she would give it a try.
He didn't dare to push too hard and could only take it step by step. There was still a long time to go, so there was no need to rush.
"Uncle Ye, the three of us will toast you with tea instead of wine." Song Huaizhi stood up. "When we were in the capital, my mother avoided a lot of trouble thanks to Uncle Ye's care. Although we were children, we saw it all. Uncle Ye not only protected my mother, but also us. I hope that one day, I can openly call Uncle Ye dad."
Song Yunying immediately followed up: "I have been without a father since I was a child. I really want to have a father. Come on, Uncle Ye."
Song Huazhi said with a grin, "Let's serve tea to our future father. Let's go!"
Jiang Wanyue was embarrassed and blushed.
In fact, she had long given up the idea of finding a partner. Nowadays, isn't it more fun to just have affairs? Who needs a man?
But fate is sometimes so wonderful. She and Ye Liming met during a project cooperation. Gradually, they got to know each other more and the more they understood each other, the more she admired this man...
Feelings naturally sprouted.
Bringing him back to celebrate the New Year this year was a clear move, and she and this man were officially together.
There is still a long way to go.
It's too lonely to walk alone, two people are just right.
She turned around and smiled at Ye Liming.
—End of extra chapter—
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