Chapter 63
The next morning, the family of three went to the airport to see off Wen Cishu's parents, and took the Bo family's private plane.
After the plane took off, the old couple learned that Bo Tingyuan had specially prepared two gifts on the plane.
Wen Minghui was given two bottles of French Romanée Conti red wine.
When he saw the wine box, he was delighted. He took out one of the bottles and studied it carefully before frowning: "It's from 1978."
Zhu Qianya smiled and joked: "Ting Yuan is quite good at giving gifts. I'll give you two bottles of the best vintage. Let's see if you will drink them or not."
Wen Minghui loved drinking when he was young, but as he got older, he couldn't drink too much.
Wen Minghui admired the pure wine in the bottle and was very satisfied.
"Ting Yuan is hinting that I should drink slowly and savor it carefully."
A bottle of million-level red wine is not that expensive for the Wen and Bo families.
However, wine of this vintage is rarely seen on the market today. It is usually only circulated at wine auctions. It is truly a product of a price that is out of stock, and every sip you drink means one less sip.
Several high-quality fabrics, Zhangrong and Xiangyunsha, were prepared for Zhu Qianya.
Wen Minghui opened the brocade box and took a look: "You only told Cishu that you wanted to make two new cheongsams a while ago, right? I think Cishu mentioned it to Tingyuan."
"Yeah." Zhu Qianya thought that both children were thoughtful and considerate.
Her finger, wearing a carnelian ring, gently slid across the Zhangrong fabric: "I'll make it when I get home, just in time for winter, so it's just right to wear."
Wen Minghui looked out the window at the clear blue sky and said cheerfully, "I'll read the dictionary and get better. I'll go home to celebrate the first month of the lunar year."
"Let them be."
Zhu Qianya thought that her son had started a family now and needed to live his own life behind closed doors.
As an elder, she just hopes that everything goes well for them and is not in a hurry for anything else.
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On the way back from the airport, Wen Cishu suggested that he and Bo Yiming send Bo Tingyuan to work first.
So the car drove towards the company first.
The day before yesterday, Bo Yiming mentioned his plan to go to the farm with Xingxing to spend a day alone, but he did not get the consent of his two fathers at that time.
Now he has thought of a complete plan, and said happily: "The plan that Xingxing and I discussed is to install a live broadcast camera like the one used by the program crew on the farm. This way, you and Xingxing's parents can see us at any time. Isn't it perfect!"
Wen Cishu was sitting between the father and son. When he heard this, he imagined the scene and it seemed feasible. "What about eating?"
Bo Yiming seemed to have anticipated the young father's question and answered smoothly: "Let Grandpa Xu prepare it for us. It can be heated in the microwave or oven. Sandwiches are also fine. There is a refrigerator in the farm kitchen."
He hugged Little Daddy's arm and rubbed his cheek back and forth on his shoulder: "It's just one night, it won't be dangerous, Little Daddy~~~~"
Wen Cishu's hand had been in Bo Tingyuan's hand since he got in the car. At this moment, he scratched the back of his hand and asked him to speak.
Bo Tingyuan turned his head and looked at his son who was acting like a spoiled child: "Where are you going to pay for the monitoring equipment in your plan?"
Bo Yiming: ==
He secretly observed the three-quarter serious profile of the big father through the little father, and whispered: "Then just spend it from my red envelopes and pocket money~ Anyway, it can be used after it is installed, right, little father? Am I smart?"
Wen Cishu pinched his raised cheeks and said, "Okay. Daddy has no problem with that. Do you want Daddy to tell Aunt Chu Han?"
Bo Yiming shook his head: "Xingxing said that if this is the case, his mother will agree. Let me talk to the two fathers first."
He looked at the silent Big Dad again and asked in a clear tone, "Now three parents have agreed, what about Big Dad?"
Wen Cishu heard the hidden meaning of the little monkey's words: Now the ratio is four to three, and big daddy has no choice but to agree.
Bo Tingyuan: "What day is it?"
"It can be today or tomorrow. It depends on when the camera is installed."
Bo Yiming smiled and said, "Of course the sooner the better."
After a pause, he blinked with affectionate eyes: "But if this happens, I, your little daddy, won't be able to be at home to talk to you one night. You can only see me on the screen, so don't miss me too much."
Wen Cishu was about to speak to comfort the little monkey when he heard someone beside him say, "I'll arrange for someone to go to the farm to install it when I get to the company."
"Great!" Bo Yiming twisted his body excitedly in the car seat when he heard his grandfather's words.
Wen Cishu was pushed to the side by him and was directly held up by Bo Tingyuan's arms around his legs. “…”
Bo Tingyuan held his waist firmly, put a hand on his knee, and reminded his little son who was very happy: "If we or Xingxing's parents feel unsafe, we can go to the farm at any time."
"oh."
Bo Yiming immediately changed from a little skylark flapping its wings to a little quail with its neck tucked in, and sat down properly.
Wen Cishu pursed his lips and chuckled. When he noticed Bo Tingyuan staring at him, he slowly stopped smiling.
--Um? In this case, are he and Bo Tingyuan the only ones at home tonight?
The vehicle arrived downstairs of the company.
Before getting out of the car, Bo Tingyuan hugged Wen Cishu, glanced at his excited little son, and asked softly, "Shall we go out for dinner tonight?"
"OK."
Wen Cishu suddenly felt a little expectant. Are they going to live in a world of two?
"How about going to the movies?"
"Dads, I'm still here!"
Bo Yiming raised his hand to protest, "I heard it, and Uncle Liu heard it too!"
He pointed at the driver, Master Liu.
Master Liu was horrified.
He had been conscientiously pretending to be deaf and dumb and concentrating on driving for so many years, but he didn't expect that "disaster would strike" today.
"Young Master, I was busy parking the car and didn't notice the conversation between the eldest master and the gentleman."
Bo Tingyuan rubbed his son's head with his palm and said, "Be good."
He let go of Wen Cishu, pushed the door and got out of the car.
Wen Cishu watched him and his bodyguards enter the company building, then poked the angry little monkey: "What's wrong? You're not happy that I agreed to let you go to the farm to play with the stars? Then why don't you go today and come with us to the movies?"
Bo Yiming snorted and threw himself into the young father's arms. He was unwilling to accept any choice, so he just twisted and turned on the young father's legs.
Wen Cishu asked Master Liu to drive slower and held him in his arms for fear that he would roll off.
"Okay, okay, I'll go with you to the farm to install surveillance in a bit. I'll call Xingxing's mom, and then have Uncle Xu prepare your luggage and food for you to take to the farm overnight. I'll make sure you and Xingxing have a good time on the farm. Okay?"
Bo Yiming, who was lying on the young father's lap, smiled but deliberately pleaded in a wronged voice: "Then when you watch a movie with the big father, remember that you still have a lovely little son."
Wen Cishu couldn't help but smile, his eyes curved.
He brushed his slender palm across the back of the little monkey's head: "Of course I remember. But I don't necessarily have to go and see it, that's all I said."
Bo Yiming raised his head and said, "Next time, I want to go with you, okay?"
"Of course." Wen Cishu pulled his face. What a cute little boy.
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As Wen Cishu had promised, he accompanied Bo Yiming to the farm to install surveillance cameras and debug equipment to ensure that communications were unobstructed so that the conditions in most rooms could be seen.
Afterwards, he accompanied the children to pick up Xingxing and Chu Han.
Since they had contacted each other by phone in advance, the surveillance video was also synchronized to Chu Han.
So they picked up Xingxing and went to the farm smoothly.
Of course, Wen Cishu couldn't be completely at ease letting the two children spend the night alone, so he arranged for several bodyguards at home to guard the periphery to ensure that they could respond in the first possible moment.
He also specifically reminded the children not to use open flames.
Xingxing nodded and agreed: "Don't worry, uncle, we won't play with fire."
Bo Yiming jumped in the spacious living room: "We don't need to, haha~~ Little daddy, come home quickly."
He became excited at the thought of such a big farm with only him and his brother Xingxing playing there.
Wen Cishu lowered his voice and said to the seven-year-old boy in front of him, "Xingxing, help your uncle keep an eye on Brother Yiming and don't let him go to the lake. You don't go either, and try to stay within the surveillance range, okay?"
Although Xingxing is young, she knows very well that if this overnight stay does not go well, her parents and her brother's two fathers will never agree to it again.
He nodded vigorously and assured, "We played in the house except when we went to the bathroom."
"You can't use a knife either." Wen Cishu thought about it, what else could he come up with?
He originally thought it was nothing, but now that he was about to leave, he started to worry. "Yiming, you have to take care of your brother Xingxing and not eat anything carelessly. Don't mess with the chickens, ducks and geese in the chicken coop."
"Got it." Bo Yiming stepped forward and pushed the little daddy, "Little daddy, go back now. Bye."
Wen Cishu knew that he must be complaining about being too wordy.
"Um."
It is true that if you raise a child for a hundred years, you will always worry about him when he is ninety-nine.
Isotherm got into the car heading back to the mansion, immediately picked up his tablet and opened the surveillance screen, and saw two children washing fruit at the kitchen sink.
Bo Yiming rinsed a palm-sized strawberry and handed it to Xingxing's mouth.
Xingxing opened her mouth wide and bit it, nodded, and said with a smile.
Bo Yiming washed another one and stuffed it into his mouth, his cheeks bulging.
Wen Cishu is quite pleased
——Very good, keep it up.
But when he thought of Bo Tingyuan, he became uneasy again.
Last night was the same as before, no reaction.
Wen Cishu was skeptical and couldn't help asking him if he was taking medication for separation anxiety every day, and he got a positive answer.
Could it be caused by long-term medication?
Wen Cishu opened the search page on his phone and typed in “What are the side effects of drugs for treating separation anxiety?”
"Fatigue and drowsiness", "nausea and vomiting", "dizziness and headache", "memory loss"...
Wen Cishu recalled carefully and it seemed that Bo Tingyuan did not experience these situations.
The effects of long-term use then appeared on the screen
——“Addiction and dependence” and “liver and kidney function damage”.
The three words "renal function" seemed to be magnified dozens of times by a magnifying glass, and stood in front of Wen Cishu like a tall building rising from the ground.
You don't really need to see a men's doctor, do you?
Wen Cishu was silent, feeling anxious.
I'd better ask directly, for fear of hurting Bo Tingyuan's self-esteem. After all, he is an adult in his thirties.
If he didn't ask, he would suspect that Bo Tingyuan had kept this matter in his heart, causing him tremendous psychological pressure over the years.
He looked at his phone and thought, even if Bo Tingyuan was really in poor health, it didn't matter at all.
Anyway, that matter is not the most important and will definitely not affect his feelings for Bo Tingyuan.
But do you want to ask a question?
Or pretend not to know?
Wen Cishu no longer had the snappiness he had when he asked the day before, and was inexplicably stuck in a dilemma.
The phone screen was not turned off. He slid down hesitantly and was attracted by the name of a web page.
[My husband has problems just after he turned 30. How can I get him to go to the hospital in a tactful way? 】
Wen Cishu clicked on it out of curiosity and found a post on a forum where the person involved was asking questions and some netizens responded below.
[It's normal to have problems at the age of 30. After graduating from college, you only need to work 996 for one year and your life is basically ruined. It's not easy to last until 30. 】
Wen Dictionary:?
[Which hospital can really treat this? The director would have been the richest man in the universe long ago]
Wen Dictionary:? ?
What kind of forum is this?
He clicked on the forum homepage with his eyes wide open: [The world's largest love-free hate zone]
The posts floating all over the homepage are all discussing various privacy issues.
Wen Cishu clicked back into the post and typed with trembling fingers: [Should I pretend I don’t know when encountering something like this? Shouldn’t we face it and treat it positively? 】
The forum's user activity is so high that new replies appear as soon as the page is refreshed.
Netizen 1: [Think about it, if this organ was in your body, would you be able to do it? Don’t you have any idea about it? Do you need someone else to tell you? 】
Netizen 2: [I agree with active treatment, at least give it a try. Today's netizens are too negative. They change their image at every turn, and there is a high probability that they will end up with something that doesn't work. 】
Looking at these replies, Wen Cishu became so anxious that he wanted to bite his fingers. [Will taking anti-anxiety drugs cause problems in this area? What if I stop taking the medicine? (Known to have taken it for a long time, over 30 years old)
Netizen 3: [You are even worse off than the poster. At least the poster's family doesn't take medicine. 】
Netizen 4: [I’m not trying to hurt you, but you all need to make sure first: has your partner eaten too much outside and is left with no more to eat when he or she gets home? What if their functions are very good and you don’t care about them? After the age of 30, if a relationship has been together for more than five years, it is normal for men and women to lose interest in the relationship. Don't be too pessimistic, be optimistic. 】
"Forehead……"
Wen Cishu was speechless and choked up, then turned off the screen expressionlessly.
Only then did he realize that the car had stopped but the view outside the car window was not the Bo family mansion.
Just as he was about to speak, he saw a figure blocking his view outside the car window, and then someone opened the car door and stepped in with long legs.
Bo Tingyuan got into the car and looked at Wen Cishu, who was stunned. "Why do you look like that?"
Wen Cishu looked at the man next to him, who was about 1.9 meters tall with broad shoulders, long legs and a narrow waist, and thought to himself: It must be that the atmosphere is not right, not that it's not possible.
As the other half, he must face it positively! optimism!
He quickly glanced at the driver, Master Liu, and turned his head to kiss Bo Tingyuan on the temple. He looked into his mysterious and sexy green eyes and whispered, "Let's go, Mr. Bo, let's go on a date!"
Amid the sweet and cheerful voice, Bo Tingyuan's eyes, like lake water, showed the same smile as Wen Cishu, and he hugged him tightly.
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