At Nanjing Lukou Airport, Tang Xinhe came to pick him up with his son and three commercial vehicles. The first person to pick him up was Xiang Que's family of four. Cao Qingdao, who was already eighteen years old, was as happy as a hibiscus when he saw the water.
He ran over diligently with his crotch between his legs, stretched out his hand to take her luggage, and asked warmly: "Are you tired? Come on, come on, get in the car and rest for a while, I'll get you a bottle of water."
Wanwan pulled Xiang Que's clothes in embarrassment, his face turned red, Xiang Que stared and pressed his head and said: "Boy, you didn't see me, did you?"
"Uncle Xiang," Cao Qingdao said honestly and scratched his head.
Xiang Que stroked his dog's head with a smile and said: "Qingdao, actually... you can call me father-in-law."
"Dad, what did you say?" Wanwan pouted and was very dissatisfied.
Cao Qingdao blinked and asked excitedly: "Uncle Xiang, no, father-in-law, father-in-law, is it really okay?"
"Okay, okay, hurry up and call me father-in-law. It's better to call me daddy." Xiang Que said with a cheeky smile, "Anyway, you and Wanwan are settled, all that's missing is that one thing.
It’s just a formality, just change your words as soon as possible.”
"Dad?" Cao Qingdao called tentatively.
Xiang Que suddenly smiled like a big-tailed wolf. Tang Xinhe covered his head and let out a long sigh. His stupid son had been tricked into a ditch.
"Qingdao, then it's not too much for you to call me Dad, right?" Wang Kunlun and Kong Dejing walked out of the airport holding hands. Kunlun, who is over forty years old, looks extremely mature and steady, with a mustache and a straight face.
, although he is in his forties, he still has a murderous aura emanating from his body, and his aura is very cold.
After Cao Qingdao was stunned for a moment, he had no choice but to call out honestly. He knew the relationship between Wanwan's identity, Xiang Que and Wang Kunlun, so it was quite natural for him to call out.
Chen Xia took Kong Dejing's hand and walked aside and said: "Don't look at these old men talking nonsense, let's go over there and have a chat. None of these people are serious at this age, so they have to compete with this kid."
Wang Kunlun and Xiang Que looked at each other and smiled, their eyes full of playfulness that could not be concealed. Cao Qingdao said to Wanwan quite smugly: "Hey, Wanwan, have you seen that? I am not very popular. You and I are both.
They are taking turns vying to recognize me as their son-in-law."
After finishing, she stretched out her hand and grabbed his ears, and cursed: "You are so stupid, you didn't even know that my father and the others sold you."
In order to prevent the child from being unable to accept it, Xiang Que had already told Wanwan about the reincarnation of Cao Qingdao in advance. At that time, Wanwan found it difficult to accept, and said speechlessly: "Dad, I can't accept what you said.
, Qingdao is your brother, doesn’t that mean he is my uncle?”
"You are overthinking. The reincarnated Cao Qingdao is just his memory. He is still your Uncle Tang's son. There is no conflict. Don't feel any pressure..."
A few people were standing next to the car chatting. Not long after, Wang Xuanzhen came with his children and Yang Feier. When he saw Cao Qingdao who was whispering to him, Fatty Wang flew a gun towards Xiang Que and the others, and then coughed dryly.
He made a sound and said: "Qingdao, don't just chat with your wife. Didn't you see your godfather coming?"
Tang Xinhe gritted his teeth and said, "Can you guys stop cheating my son like this?"
Tang Xinhe had already expected that his son would collapse at twelve o'clock tonight.
Cao Qingdao scratched his head and asked suspiciously: "Why are my dads gathered so much today? Is it really just to celebrate my birthday? This respect is quite big."
After finishing, he sighed, patted his head and said, "My condolences!"
Just after twelve o'clock tonight, it will be Cao Qingdao's eighteenth birthday. It may be a very ordinary day for ordinary people, but for Cao Qingdao, tomorrow is the most important day.
Three commercial vehicles left the airport and drove to Purple Villa.
When the car arrived at Tang's house, the group of people all rushed in. Cao Qingdao cheered and said to Shen Jia who was waiting in the room: "Mom, my godfather and my father-in-law are here..."
Fatty Wang rubbed his hands excitedly and said, "I'm really looking forward to the time when this guy asks us to call me daddy after twelve o'clock. I will definitely smile and touch his dog's head and agree happily."
Xiang Que rolled his eyes at him and said, "Then I have to agree first. I'm his serious father-in-law."
Wang Kunlun licked his lips and said, "In no particular order, they are all his father, right?"
"Hey, that's right. Lunbao's words are quite accurate and correct. It's really obvious!"
In the evening, the Tang family set up two tables, one for women and children, and one for men. The only exception was that Cao Qingdao also sat with Xiang Que and the others, because Cao Qingdao would officially return in a few hours.
During this dinner, Xiang Que’s table drank a lot. Cao Qingdao’s death had depressed him for eighteen years, and it had always made him brood. Until in recent years, as Cao Qingdao was about to turn eighteen,
Xiang Que just let go of this a lot, and his blocked mood gradually opened up.
When it was almost twelve o'clock, Xiang Que, with confused eyes, kept holding Cao Qingdao's hand, talking to himself, telling him about his experience after meeting Cao Qingdao after going down the mountain.
Xiang Que said that he sold the house that Cao Qingdao had just bought for the price of cabbage. In the end, he was so poor that he couldn't even eat.
Xiang Que said that Cao Qingdao was particularly fond of flirting and often encouraged Xiang Que to visit prostitutes.
At the end of the sentence, Tang Xinhe, Shen Jia and Chen Xia's faces turned green and they wished they could take turns to strangle him to death.
Midnight, twelve o'clock.
Xiang Que, who was drunk and drunk, suddenly became energetic. He, Wang Kunlun and Fatty Wang all stared at the clock, looking at the slowly rising hands.
Cao Qingdao opened his sleepy eyes and asked in surprise: "What are these dads looking at?"
"Shh..." Fatty Wang put his finger in front of his mouth and said mysteriously: "Son, it's time to witness the miracle."
"Shua", at twelve o'clock Beijing time, when the pointer passes the number twelve, it means the arrival of another day.
"Plop!" Cao Qingdao, who was sitting on the chair, fell to the ground with his eyes closed and seemed to have fainted.
Shen Jia, Tang Xinhe and Wanwan hurried over and asked anxiously: "What's going on?"
Xiang Que stood up and walked to Cao Qingdao and glanced down. A faint shadow floated on his hall and then disappeared into his body. Cao Qingdao's eyeballs seemed to move a few times.