There was blood in the mouths of the two people who were entangled together.
"Wen Tong, you dare to bite me." Beichen Xiao seemed to have been stepped on, covering his lips and yelling at her fiercely.
Wen Tong stared back at him with a look that said I'll bite you if you can, but you'll bite me back if you can.
The two of them stared at each other, causing sparks and lightning to crackle all the way.
Finally, the intercom phone on Beichenxiao's desk rang, and this time-traveling staring battle came to an end.
He couldn't help but drag Wen Tong's arm to his desk.
He answered the call, fearing she would run away.
"President, the manager of Bank of East Asia wants to see you."
"Well, let him wait in the reception room. I'll be there in a moment."
Putting down the phone, he stared at Wen Tong, with complicated eyes as if he had many things to say to her. Finally, he regained his serious expression and said, "Go and investigate the land in the east of the city in the next few days. Beichen Zhehan's
People have already started demolition, and I want to keep abreast of their latest progress."
"You have so many talented people and craftsmen at your disposal, why did you let me go?"
This was obviously not the scope of her work, and she had to object. After all, she still had a lot of unfinished work on her hands.
Everyone is public and private, and if he wants to avenge his private life, she will never accept it.
Facing her doubts, his expression was unpredictable.
"Isn't that your home?"
With one word, Wen Tong's heart shook hard.
Home, such a warm yet cruel word, has haunted me so many times in my dreams at midnight.
The small courtyard in my memory, with its red bricks and green tiles, and the poplar tree at the door.
The sound of car bells in the morning and the smell of rice in the evening.
And the girl who rides a bicycle and goes from house to house delivering bean curds.
When others see her, they will always call her "Sister Douhua" affectionately.
She lowered her head, with a hint of sadness hanging on her eyelashes, and the corners of her slightly pursed lips were engraved with memories of the past.
With a thought in his mind, Bei Chenxiao touched her pretty face with his palm and said in an extremely loving tone: "If you want to go back, no one can stop you. The only one who can't cross that hurdle is yourself."
Wen Tong looked at him in shock, as if this man had understood everything.
Did he know that she had left her hometown and betrayed all her relatives?
Finally, she nodded, "Okay, I will follow up on this matter."
Bei Chenxiao looked at her, with an imperceptible depth flashing in his eyes.
Wen Tong bought mango pudding, which she owed Ding Ding yesterday.
When I went back, the little guy was sitting at the desk doing homework.
Under the soft light, half of his profile was serious and resolute.
She immediately thought of the way Bei Chenxiao looked down at the documents.
It's just that children don't have so many worries. They only care about how to solve this problem. If they can't solve it, of course there are adults who can ask it.
But things for adults are not that easy. There may be many things behind one thing, and it is complicated. It is difficult to get a clear answer.
Wen Tong put the mango pudding in the refrigerator to chill, then sat down next to her son and tilted her head to watch him do his homework.
"Mom." Tintin bit the tip of his pen, revealing a row of white teeth, "Can we eat pudding after we finish our homework?"
Wen Tong touched her son's furry little head and said, "Well, Ding Ding has to work hard."
The little guy's fighting spirit was immediately aroused. As the saying goes, there must be a brave man behind delicious food.
After a while, Ding Ding finished his homework. After Wen Tong checked that there were no mistakes, mother and son ran to the refrigerator together and took out the pudding.
The surface is only slightly cool, not completely frozen yet.
But the little guy is greedy and can't wait for a long time.
Holding the pudding cup, he eagerly ran to the sofa and sat down.
Wen Tong poured a glass of water and sat down with him.
The child was eating happily, but Wen Tong was worried.
"Ding Ding, do you want to see grandpa and grandma?" The topic finally came up. After Wen Tong finished speaking, she stared at the little guy nervously.
In his world, there are only mother and uncle, and he doesn't have much concept of the terms grandpa and grandma.
So, the little guy bit the spoon in his mouth and said curiously: "Grandpa and grandma are mom's mom and dad. Of course Tintin wants to see them."
The child's answer made Wen Tong happy, but she still asked worriedly: "If grandpa and grandma don't like Ding Ding, will Ding Ding be unhappy?"
Ding Ding frowned, as if he was thinking hard.
Finally, he shook his head firmly, "If grandpa and grandma don't like Ding Ding, it must be because Ding Ding is not cute enough. If Ding Ding can sing and perform magic tricks for grandpa and grandpa, they will definitely like Ding Ding." The little guy said with confidence.
"Be good." Wen Tong hugged her son, excited, and secretly made up her mind. Regardless of whether her parents could accept her and her little grandson, she decided to take advantage of tomorrow's opportunity to go home.
Bei Chenxiao was right, she was the one who couldn't overcome that hurdle.
When Lin Dong came back and heard about Wen Tong's idea, he also strongly supported it.
There is no overnight feud between parents and children. No matter how alienated they are on the surface, there is always a blood connection where they cannot see each other.
In the evening, Wen Tong sent Xiao Le an email in her mailbox, roughly stating that she would take Ding Ding back tomorrow. It was too late, and Xiao Le did not reply.
The next day, Wen Tong first conducted research near the land in the east of the city.
Demolition has begun here, and many old buildings will be demolished. Because the prices given are reasonable, most residents are very cooperative. There are also some stubborn households who ignore the words "demolition" written in bright red paint everywhere.
The usually warm and peaceful alley suddenly became less popular and more desolate.
Thinking that from now on this place will become a shopping mall with crowded people and cars coming and going, without the red cherry blossoms and green willows, the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, I feel as if something is missing, which is quite heavy.
Wen Tong didn't take Ding Ding around for too long, and then went to the market to buy a lot of dried fruits. She was carrying two big bags, and Ding Ding was also carrying a small bag.
The little guy was so happy to see his grandparents that he put on a new set of clothes.
Chen Zinan bought this for him in country M, including denim overalls, a white cotton T-shirt, and a yellow hooded vest.
His handsome appearance makes him popular among everyone in the vegetable market. He is loved by both men and women of all ages.
The little guy has long been accustomed to being supported by others, because there are always many beautiful little girls around him, but he is not proud either. He always has a naughty smile to those who like him, which is very lovable.
When I came to the front door of my house, I saw a lot of rust on the green iron door.
Wen Tong suddenly didn't dare to knock on the door.
Six years ago, she knocked on this door twice.
The first time was a basin of water, and the second time was her mother's oath to sever ties with her.
The plastic bag in her hand was tightly squeezing her palms, her heart was beating hard, she was scared and panicked, and her feet seemed to be nailed.
While she was in confusion, she heard the crisp sound of iron rings knocking on the door.
He raised his head in surprise, and saw that little ball of yellow running happily to the door, standing on tiptoe, and clasping the iron ring on the door with his white and tender hands.
"Grandpa, grandma, Ding Ding and mother are here to see you."
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Girls, in the next chapter, the person you have been dreaming about will appear. Are you excited?