Wei Heng had been reading a book in his hand since he got in the car. This book was given to him by He Wenzhong on the plane. Su Yue saw that he was reading it seriously and raised his eyes to read the various data words on it that were awkward and difficult to pronounce.

, squeezing him with his arm: "Do you understand?"

"I can understand the most basic things." Wei Heng raised his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose, closed the book and couldn't help but touch Su Yue's face.

After all, he also attended a military school, where he learned some knowledge about manufacturing, but was not proficient in it.

Assembling a radio and television set was okay, but building an airplane required very professional knowledge and skills that he didn't have.

Su Yue grabbed his slender fingers and pinched them randomly in the palm of her hand. The slightly cool touch made her unable to put it down. She put one leg up and dangled on Wei Heng's lap. On her feet were newly bought shoes.

Wei Heng felt the warm weight on his thigh, and his muscles tensed subconsciously. He raised his eyes and looked ahead. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he relaxed after a few seconds and took out a hand to press lightly on that leg.

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They were sitting in the last row of the bus, and the seats in front were blocked by the seats. No one would notice this intimate gesture, so Su Yue inevitably became a little unscrupulous.

"The calves should also be pressed."

An obvious smile appeared on Wei Heng's lips, and he simply took off Su Yue's shoes, put his legs on his lap, patted the hair of his son who was playing next to him, and signaled with his eyes.

Then the little guy at a young age will start to make a living. He clenches his little fleshy hands into fists and helps his mother beat her legs, working hard without complaint.

Su Yue narrowed her eyes slightly in enjoyment, without any consciousness of child labor. She sighed and praised: "Not bad, very good. Keep working hard next time."

After being praised, the little guy worked harder. His little face was white and pink, and his handsome little face was still stained with baby fat. He scratched his face and helped his mother to squeeze her legs. He said with his little mouth: "Mom, I

Is it awesome?"

Su Yue opened a slit in her eyes to look at his flattering expression, nodded with satisfaction, and did not hesitate to praise: "Awesome, our baby is so awesome, he is so filial to his mother, and his mother is so happy."

Xiaobao glanced at Wei Heng proudly, his lips curled up in a sullen expression, and his eyes clearly said - Mom praised me, but you didn't, hehe, I am the good baby that Mom loves most

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Wei Heng gave him a sneer in return - love you? What a big face, your mother and I have a marriage certificate, what do you have to do with me? You are at best a gift from our wedding, where would you be without me?

,hehe!

Xiaobao was angry when he was told there was a gift - his mother called me baby.

Wei Heng - Haha, my wife still calls me honey.

The struggle between father and son is a war without gunpowder. The sparks between the two are crackling. When it comes to competing for Su Yue's favor, the relationship between father and son is weak and vulnerable.

Su Yue had no idea about the silent fight between father and son. After two hours of journey, he finally arrived in Anze County. He got out of the car with large and small bags. Looking at the familiar buildings, he felt that the air was different.

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"Mom, are we home yet?" Xiaobao grabbed Su Yue's clothes and looked around curiously. He still remembered that this was his home.

Su Yue was empty-handed, and the gifts she had brought back for relatives and friends were all in Wei Heng's hands. When she heard what Xiaobao said, she rubbed his fluffy hair and said with a smile, "Come on, let's go visit your Uncle Pang first, and then go back."

Family, do you still remember that you are a good brother?"

"Remember, Brother Qianzheng and I are good friends. Mom, I forgot to bring a gift to Brother Qianzheng. I said I would give it to him, as well as Brother Dahu, Brother Xiaojun, Sister Xiaoduo, and many other children. I didn't keep my promise."

Xiaobao's tone became lowered as he spoke, and his little head drooped. He couldn't accept that he only knew how to play and forgot about his good friends.

This made Su Yue feel distressed. She quickly knelt down and kissed his little face, and comforted him gently: "It's okay, mom has prepared it for you. Your brother Qianzheng likes to play football the most. Mom still remembers it and bought it for him. There’s a new football.”

"Really mom?"

"Of course it's true, let's go, let's go to your Uncle Pang's house."

Su Yue held Xiaobao's hand and walked forward. She didn't see Xiaobao, who had a disappointed expression just now, covering his mouth with a snicker, and winked at Wei Heng who was walking beside him.

Wei Heng: "..."

He looked at his son's face that needed spanking and twitched the corner of his mouth silently, and silently looked away, because if he continued to look at it, he would not be able to help but spank him, so he decided not to argue with this childish brat.

This weekend, expecting that Pang Deyuan would not be working, Su Yue and the others went directly to the family area of ​​the post office. They had been there during the Chinese New Year, and now they went straight to their destination.

I found the door and knocked, and soon there was the sound of slippers and a woman's reply.

"Come on, come on." Liang Nuo opened the door with a smile on his face. When he saw who was standing outside the door, the smile froze on his face. It was neither a smile nor a smile.

It was Su Yue who took the initiative to say hello, nodded and smiled slightly at Liang Nuo: "Hello, Ms. Liang."

Only then did Liang Nuo come back to his senses. He looked at Su Yue who was dressed in a splendid dress. He twitched the corners of his mouth unnaturally and showed an unhappy smile. He looked away from Su Yue and said, "Hello.

After saying that, he turned sideways to let a few people in. Pang Deyuan just happened to walk out of the room. He was instantly excited when he saw Wei Heng with a bored look on his face. He strode up and gave him a warm hug.

He slapped Wei Heng hard on the back with his big hand and laughed loudly: "You boy, I haven't seen you for a long time, and you are very energetic. I went to the factory to find you and told you that you had been transferred. You were so unreasonable and kept silent. Damn, where have you been?"

After saying that, he let go of Wei Heng and without waiting for him to speak, Pang Deyuan greeted Su Yue enthusiastically: "Brothers and sisters are here, come in quickly, come in and sit down, Liang Nuo, go wash the dishes and come out."

"Hey! Nephew Xiaobao, he moves very fast, but his little face is still so chubby. It's so festive. Do you miss Uncle Pang?"

Finally, he yelled at the top of his lungs: "Son, son, come out quickly and see who is coming."

The door to the innermost room opened, and Pang Qian was rubbing his eyes and walking out without shoes. When he saw the little figure in the living room, his eyes widened in disbelief, and then he ran over: "It's brother Xiaobao." , little brother Xiaobao.”

"Brother Qianzheng, brother Qianzheng."

The two little ones hugged each other so intimately that they jumped and jumped with tears in their eyes. Everyone who saw them was very amused. It looked like they hadn't seen each other for two months, but as if they hadn't seen each other for a hundred and eighty years.
Chapter completed!