Meng Xi and Meng Wen saw this and rushed forward with smiles and longing on their faces.
When facing Meng Jizu, all the arrogance, domineering, and ego disappeared without a trace and turned into docility and obedience.
In a sense, who among them will be in charge of the Meng family in the future depends largely on Meng Jizu's attitude, which is somewhat similar to the royal competition for heirlooms.
Not to mention, Meng Jizu was their father, and he was born to dominate them. It was normal for him to stay humble and act like a junior.
However, Meng Jizu, who had valued and cultivated his two sons in the past, behaved very differently this time.
He turned a blind eye to the two of them, and with a big hand, he directly pushed the two oncoming people aside, one on the left and the other on the right.
When he came to Meng Zhao, he looked up and down, his excitement was beyond words, and he continued,
"It looks like, it's so similar, third brother, look, are Zhao'er and second brother exactly the same when they were young?"
As he said this, Meng Hongdao also left Anhui and walked forward. He looked at Meng Zhao as if he were sizing up some precious treasure. He couldn't hide the smile on his face and nodded repeatedly.
"Yes, Zhao'er and my second brother were very similar when they were young. They were handsome, powerful, and powerful. They are worthy of being the son of our Meng family."
In fact, Meng Zhao and Meng Zheng'an are only about 50 or 60% similar, but in the eyes of Meng Jizu and Meng Hongdao, because of the halo blessing, this similarity is infinitely magnified.
The faces of these two men in their decades were filled with joy and melancholy. It was obviously because of Meng Zhao that they thought of their brother who died young.
Meng Zhao was a little surprised at the attention he received, but this was also a rare opportunity.
Immediately he burst out with unprecedented acting skills, his eyes turned red, and he burst into tears. He knelt down and bowed down to Meng Jizu and Meng Hongdao.
Because he seemed excited and didn't control his strength well, he knocked his forehead slightly red and said,
"Unfilial nephew...Meng Zhao, I met my uncle, my third uncle, and Zhao'er, and I'm back."
In just one sentence, Meng Zhao choked up several times and almost lost control of his emotions. Even Meng Xi, who was quite prejudiced against Meng Zhao, was filled with emotion and emotion when he saw this scene.
Meng Zhao knew in his previous life that acting seems to be divided into the experiential school, the method school, and the performance school. At this moment, Meng Zhao is undoubtedly the master of the experiential school of acting. He completely embodies the real Meng Zhao's emotions and cannot see the excitement.
The slightest bit of hypocrisy.
This performance also made Meng Jizu and Meng Hongdao deeply moved. They both stepped forward and helped Meng Zhao up.
Meng Jizu felt distressed and guilty at the same time and said,
"Zhao'er, just come back. It's not that you are unfilial, but that we are sorry for you."
Dry consolation seems to have no nutrition, but now it is in full view of the public. Even though the Meng family was extremely dissatisfied with the emperor Beitang Sheng's order to take Meng Zhao away, they did not dare to show it, otherwise they would be taken advantage of by someone with ulterior motives, and they might be harmed.
The Meng family caused trouble.
Meng Hongdao looked at the excited uncle and nephew, and inadvertently wiped the moist corners of his eyes. Then he saw a group of people in Wuyangyang looking at them, laughed, patted his eldest brother on the back, and said,
"Brother, okay, now that Zhao'er is back, everything will be fine from now on. Let's go back to the house first."
Only then did Meng Jizu react. He held Meng Zhao's hand without letting go and nodded repeatedly.
"That's right, third brother, today is the day for our family reunion. We can't let others see the joke. Let's go home."
With that said, he pulled Meng Zhao toward the door, completely treating his two biological sons, his wife, and his daughter as nothing.
This inevitably made the two brothers Meng Xi and Meng Wen a little embarrassed, but they didn't say anything. Obviously they knew that Meng Zhao was newly returned to the family, and Meng Ji's group must be doting on him and liking him in every possible way.
After a while, the excitement calmed down and everything returned to normal.
The two of them couldn't believe it. How could their own son be inferior to his nephew?
Even if the nephews get married, the one who will inherit the family business in the future can only be one of them, and it cannot be Meng Zhao.
As for Kong Yun, it was even more calm. It seemed that no matter how Meng Jizu treated her, he had no reaction.
The only one who felt a little unhappy in my heart was probably the little girl Meng Rong.
Because I have always been pampered by my father and third uncle, I now feel extremely threatened.
With a pouted mouth that could hold an oil bottle, his eyes were full of displeasure, his two tender white hands clenched tightly into fists, and he hummed,
"Dad, it's true. When you see your cousin, you forget about him. I'm still waiting to see the gift!"
In my heart, my favorable impression of Meng Zhao has also dropped a lot, mainly because of my sense of crisis and fear of falling out of favor.
In the past, she was the little princess and the number one figure in the family, and everyone gave her priority. But now that Meng Zhao had just come back, she was being taken so seriously, which made Meng Rong feel very uncomfortable.
At this time, Meng Chuan, who was even more macho than a man at the age of sixteen, walked over, like a little giant, making the sunlight in front of Meng Rong disappear and standing in the shadow.
After hearing Meng Rong's complaint, Meng Chuan's original indifferent expression disappeared, and he consoled him somewhat naively,
"Little sister, if you want to see the gift, why don't I take you to see it?
Fourth brother has suffered so much outside and has never come back even once in these years. My uncle and my father will definitely pay more attention to him. Why are you jealous of him? If anyone finds out, they will definitely laugh at you."
As he spoke, Meng Chuan's eyes showed a hint of emotion.
He is two years younger than Meng Zhao. When Meng Zhao left the family, he was already six years old and has some memories.
Because we are similar in age to this fourth brother, we have a good relationship and a good relationship.
He also knew that the fourth brother was a hard-working man. He was born in the Meng family and did not enjoy much family affection or blessings. Instead, he suffered a lot of suffering, so he did not want Meng Rong to be dissatisfied or complain about Meng Zhao.
He also hopes that family members can understand and love each other, so that they can be a real family.
Seeing what Meng Chuan said, Meng Rong's pretty face turned red, she raised her pink fist and lightly hammered Meng Chuan's rock-hard chest twice, and said fiercely,
"Gorilla, what are you talking about? I'm not jealous. If you dare to talk nonsense, see how I teach you a lesson."
Emotionally speaking, Meng Rong is not very close to her two brothers. Instead, she prefers to play with Meng Chuan, her fifth brother.
It probably has something to do with the fact that both of them have pure minds and have no frivolous personalities.
Gorilla was the nickname given to Meng Chuan by Meng Rong. Meng Chuan didn't have any objection to it. Instead, he felt that the relationship and way of getting along between the brothers and sisters was very good.
He rubbed the little girl's beautiful bun with his thick and strong palms and said with a smile,
"Yes, that's right, little sister, you are so mature, how could you be so petty and jealous of your own cousin!
Let’s go into the house quickly and wait until the uncle and the others come to see us.”
At this time, a large number of people from Wuyangyang had already left. Kong Yun and An Hui also left hand in hand.
When Meng Rong saw this, she yelled, took Meng Chuan's hand, and skipped towards the gate.
The rest of the servants were excitedly discussing what they had just witnessed.
Even though they are servants of the Meng family, it is rare for them to see so many masters of the Meng family at the same time, and their conversation is also a source of conversation.