Chapter 129 Chapter 129 After-dinner topic.
People who find a partner and get married during a vacation are a bit different from the past.
Wen Zhan's indifferent expression made Dong Qie click his tongue several times. The serious person used to be so shameless now.
Having said that, it would be impossible for someone without thick skin to kidnap their pretty little sister.
When Dong Qie stood at the door and looked at people with the eyes of an animal, Wen Chen acted as if nothing had happened. After all, he was used to that kind of look. He measured the data in no time and wrote it down carefully with a notebook and pen.
Little Dong Lezhang fiddled with his short legs, "Where else do you want to pull?"
Apparently, the kid hasn't had enough fun.
Wen Chen: "No need to hold her hand, go see if your sister Xixi and the others are going to the cafeteria to get food."
The little kid in his thirties likes to get involved in everything. When he heard this, he ran to the next door with his short legs and said in a baby voice, "I want to go get some food~"
The son who had just been clinging to his arms just now ran away like this. Dong Qie was a little annoyed and blurted out before he could think, "Tsk, if you don't know, you would think you were ordering your grandson around."
This made Wen Zhan turn his head and look at Dong Qie a few more times. He raised his eyebrows and said in a serious tone, "Since you insist on lowering your generation, I don't mind recognizing you as my son."
That expression of 'not understanding, but respect' really deserves a beating.
Dong Qie, who had just reacted, yelled loudly, and punched Wen Zhan. He hooked Wen Zhan's shoulder and said, "Come on, let's have a fight and see who is the father and who is the son."
He couldn't dodge the cane thrown by the real brother-in-law, but he was not so polite when facing the fake second brother-in-law.
Just compete, after all, I have never lost.
Mu Zhuo heard it all and wanted to join in with great interest.
In the end, the three of them naturally failed to perform the gesture. After all, it was already that late and it was time to clean up and eat.
Liao Qiu
Tong held her big belly and calmed Dong Que down with just one sentence: "Stop making trouble."
Mu Zhuo was also instructed by Nie Sihui to go to the cafeteria to get two or three more dishes. With so many people, the food prepared by the old lady was certainly not enough.
With a look of regret on his face, Mu Zhuo took his father, daughter and little Dong Lezhang to the cafeteria.
During this time, Mu Mian arranged the food that had already been cooked. The table was not big enough, so Wen Chen moved the table from their room over and put them together to make it just right.
The cafeteria was not far away, and Mu Zhuo and his men returned soon.
Comrade Mu Fugui started talking loudly as soon as he entered the room, "That canteen is really huge. It has rice, noodles, and steamed buns. It's really convenient. I think we don't have to cook anymore from now on."
Liu Shuangcui: "How can it be the same? The food from this big pot is still quite different from what you make yourself."
Mu Mian stretched his head to take a look, "It's also made into vermicelli."
Mu Zhuo: "It's served cold, and it tastes okay."
Mu Fugui: "If you ask me, it tastes better when stewed."
There were people in the room, and everyone stretched out their hands. In just three or two minutes, the dishes and food were ready, filling the table with a very sumptuous meal.
The old lady started to eat first. She sat next to Liao Qiutong and his wife, and each of them picked up a piece of food with a chopstick. "Xiao Dong, you guys eat quickly."
Dong Qie took it and stuffed it into his mouth, his eyes shining, and gave a thumbs up, "Grandma, your cooking skills are really amazing! In the past, Lao Mu and the other two guys always said that your cooking skills are better than those of the chefs in restaurants. Today I finally got to experience it."
Liao Qiutong followed suit and praised: "I was just about to say it, it smells so good, I feel like I can eat three bowls of rice with it."
The old lady smiled and gave them a few more bites. The two kids didn't forget, "If it tastes good, eat more."
Mu Zhuo was chewing and eating, but he couldn't stop his mouth. He looked at the old lady and said incoherently: "Grandma, mine? You are being partial to me!"
Xixi's cheeks were bulging from eating. When she heard this, she raised her head from her rice bowl and looked at the dishes on the table with her round eyes, "What pancakes? There's no pancake? Dad, did you eat the pancakes behind my back?!"
This was so irrelevant that it made the adults laugh.
The father is not very clear about the matter, and the daughter is illiterate.
Mu Mian choked with laughter.
Wen Chen stood up and poured a jar of water, "Drink slowly."
Xixi was confused and asked, "What are you laughing at?"
Nie Sihui added, "Some little girls laugh and have a head that eats."
There was laughter at the dinner table again.
Everyone was talking in a lively atmosphere, one moment talking about what they saw and heard on the road, the next moment talking about the neighbors upstairs and downstairs in the housing estate.
While they were talking, other families were also chatting.
For example, downstairs, room 101 is occupied by Qian Mingchen and Luo Yingqiu.
Qian Mingchen was delayed on his way home today, so he just entered the house. As soon as he entered the house, he asked, "Whose family is burning something? It smells so good."
He sniffed hard and said, "It smells like fried bacon."
Luo Yingqiu raised her head towards the upper floor. "It must be Deputy Head Mu's house. Didn't his parents come here earlier? I guess it was the old man who cooked it. Sihui's cooking skills are about the same as mine. I can't tell from the smell that she couldn't have made it."
Speaking of this, Qian Mingchen suddenly became interested, "Has Old Wen's wife arrived as well? What's she like?"
Luo Yingqiu: "I didn't see them. When I came back, they had all gone into the house. They didn't come out in the middle. I guess they were packing up."
"But I heard that Comrade Mu is very handsome, fair-skinned and good-looking."
"I saw Deputy Captain Mu's father from the window earlier. The father and son look exactly like each other."
Qian Ming said in a knowing tone, "That's because he takes after his mother. If he was cut from the same mold as Old Mu, how could he look good?"
Luo Yingqiu: "Of course, Xixi doesn't look like her father at all. The little girl seemed to have mentioned before that she looked a lot like her aunt, but I don't know how much."
The couple didn't see anyone here.
At the same time, Ge Xiuqing, who had met Mu Mian, was also talking about this with her husband.
Ge Xiuqing sighed, "The aunt and niece are really alike, especially their eyes, which are always smiling and cheerful. The little girl looks even prettier than the female comrades in the art troupe before."
Fan Yongwang: "Is it really that beautiful? I thought Lao Mu was just bragging."
Ge Xiuqing: "She's pretty, but she's a little too young. She's probably only a few years older than our boss."
The couple got married early, and it took Fan Yongwang a long time to reach the position of group leader. Both of them are forty years old this year.
There are three children in total, the eldest and the third are both sons, and the middle one is a girl. The eldest is already fifteen years old, so Mu Mian is only a few years older than her.
Fan Yongwang laughed twice, "Old Wen did a very unfair thing."
Ge Xiuqing: "Isn't that what you gay men are like?"
Fan Yongwang said, "You are generalizing, aren't you?"
While the couple was talking, the third son of the Fan family, Fan Qingli, had already washed the dishes. The nine-year-old boy ran into his sister's room, took the comic book and ran away, with Fan Qingshu shouting behind him, "Fan Qingli, you stole my comic book again!"
Fan Qingli also said loudly, "It's my turn to watch today!"
Fan Qingshu: "Yesterday it was you, today it's my turn."
Fan Qingli had a reason, "I didn't see it yesterday, so it doesn't count."
Fan Qingshu: "Who told you not to look? It's my turn today."
The brother and sister often fight with each other. You hook me and I trip you, and neither of us gives in.
Fan Yongwang and Ge Xiuqing were used to it and didn't care at all.
During the chat, Fan Yongwang picked up the picture book that the siblings had placed on the table and took a look at it. The author column had the words "Autumn Rain" written in large letters.
Fan Yongwang asked his wife, "Was this painted by Lao Mu's sister?"
Ge Xiuqing glanced at them and nodded, "Yeah, I saw them at Sihui's place. Xixi has a bunch of them. I heard they sell pretty well."
After nearly a month, thanks to Xixi's bragging, the fact that Mu Mian's comic book had been published was no longer a secret.
However, not everyone knows that "Autumn Rain" is Mu Mian. After all, this is a show for kids, and many adults don't really watch it.
Fan Yongwang and Mu Zhuo worked in the same group and had a close relationship, so naturally he knew more.
Fan Yongwang didn't read the stuff that the little kid read before, but now he was flipping through it and he was getting into it. It was quite humorous and one could tell at a glance that the author was an interesting person.
Fan Yongwang sighed, "Old Wen is really good at finding a partner."
He is not the only one who feels this way.
In fact, unknown to Mu Mian, the topic of conversation at the dinner table today was all about her.
You know, Captain Wen's marriage was no longer a secret more than a month ago. Today, when we finally met him, he couldn't stop talking about it.
To sum it up, Captain Wen is really an old cow eating young grass, and the young grass is really tender.
At the same time, Mu Mian and the others finished their sumptuous dinner and cleaned up.
Dong Qie returned home with his wife and children. When he married Liao Qiutong, the base had not yet been expanded, and the house they were allocated was an old building, about ten minutes away from here.
The weather is stuffy today and it is still hot at night.
Mu Mian went into the bathroom and took a shower for a long time before coming out, with wet hair hanging down behind him. The whole family was busy and chattering about this and that.
Once your hair is dry, it’s almost time to go to bed.
Mu Fugui and his wife lived in Room 201. The old lady was also there, sleeping in the same room with Xixi.
It had been agreed before that the old lady would live with Mu Mian and the others, and the beds had been made. However, the little girl was being very affectionate with her grandmother, whom she hadn't seen for three months. She kept asking to sleep with them, and the old lady naturally agreed.
Tonight at 202, there are only the young couple.
Once the room became quiet, some of the men were so distracted. You know, in the past ten days, they had been catching trains and wandering around the capital from morning to night, and they had only done this once or twice.
The lights in the room were turned off, but Mu Mian didn't feel sleepy at all. It was a new place, so he had to adapt to it.
Wen Chen, who was lying next to her, accurately caught the state of his wife. Within a few seconds, he approached her and stood there in a show of strength, asking unnecessarily, "Are you tired?"
The familiar question received a familiar answer.
Mu Mian laughed out loud, "It's still okay to sleep an hour later."
As soon as she finished speaking, warmth reached her lips.
In the darkness, my breathing was rapid.
Before getting to the main topic, Wen Chen thought of something and suddenly stretched out his arm to pull the light cord. The dark room instantly became much brighter.
When there were elders at home before, the lights were never turned on.
Mu Mian raised his eyes and looked at the person above him, he just felt that it was a bit too stimulating, the serious Fourth Brother was good-looking, but the Fourth Brother at this time was really a bit extra seductive.
Wen Zhuan wasn't much better, the veins on his arms were sweating, the result of overstimulation was...
It was over in literally less than an hour.
Then some gay men unlocked new scenes without any instruction, after all, there are lights in the bathroom.
Finally, Mu Mian fell asleep as usual. He no longer felt hot and slept soundly.
The next day, the weather was still a bit stuffy.
Wen Zhan opened his eyes on time, pecked his wife on the face, put on his clothes quietly, and prepared to go out for exercise.
Wen Chen tidied himself up in a minute and ran into Mu Zhuo who was about to do morning exercises at the door.
There was a noise coming from the kitchen, Wen Chen glanced over and said, "Grandma has gotten up to cook?"
Mu Zhuo: "Yeah, he started it right around the same time as me. He couldn't sit still, so he said he wanted to make some pickles."
The old lady at home always goes to bed early and gets up early.
After a few words, the two of them went downstairs. Fan Yongwang happened to be at the bottom of Building 7. When he saw the two of them, he immediately laughed, "Wow, isn't this our Lao Niu!"
Wen Chen: “………………”
In an instant, Mu Zhuo burst into laughter without mercy.
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