Nanjing Lukou Airport, Tang Xinhe came to pick up the plane with his son and three business vehicles. The first person he received was Xiang Que's family of four. Cao Qingdao, who was already eighteen years old, finished like a lotus when he saw the water.
He ran over with his crotch in his arms, reached out and took her luggage, and asked in a hurry: "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 embarrassedly, blushed all over, Xiang Que stared at his eyes and pressed his head and said, "Boy, didn't you see me, right?"
"Uncle Xiang" Cao Qingdao greeted honestly and scratched his head.
Xiang Que smiled and stroked his dog's head, saying, "Qingdao, in fact... you can call him father-in-law, too."
"Dad, what were you saying?" Wanjuan pouted and was very dissatisfied.
Cao Qingdao blinked his eyes and asked excitedly: "Uncle Xiang, no, father-in-law, is it really OK?"
"Yes, yes, shout quickly, oh, father-in-law is all old names, it's better to call him dad." Xiang Que smiled a little, and he was very excited: "Anyway, you have decided on the matter with the whole thing, that's all.
Just procedures, just change your words as soon as possible.”
"Dad?" Cao Qingdao called out tentatively.
Xiang Que immediately smiled like a big-tailed wolf. Tang Xinhe covered his head and sighed long. He was so stupid that he had made him cheat into the ditch.
"Qingdao, then you call me dad, it's not too much, right?" Wang Kunlun and Kong Dejing walked out of the airport with their hands. Brother Kunlun, who is over 40, looks extremely mature and steady, with a mustache and a flat face.
Although he is in his forties, his murderous aura still dissipates faintly, and the momentum he gives people is very cold.
After Cao Qingdao was stunned for a moment, he had to shout honestly. He knew about Wanwan's identity, Xiang Que and Wang Kunlun, so it was quite natural to scream.
Chen Xia took Kong Dejing's hand and walked aside, saying, "Don't look at these men talking nonsense, let's go over there to talk. These people are not serious at all, so they have to compete with this child."
Wang Kunlun and Xiang Que smiled at each other, their eyes full of unconcealed catharsis. Cao Qingdao said to Wanwan quite complacently: "Hey, have you seen it? Are my popularity good? Both of you fathers
They are competing to recognize my son-in-law in turn."
Afterwards, he reached out and grabbed his ears, and scolded him with a grudge: "You are so stupid, I don't know if my father and others sold it to you."
In order to avoid the child being unable to accept it, Xiang Que had already told Wanwan about Cao Qingdao's reincarnation in advance. Wanwan was quite unacceptable at that time, and said speechlessly: "Dad, I can't accept it after you say this.
, Qingdao is your brother, isn’t that my uncle?”
"You are thinking too much. The reincarnated Cao Qingdao just regained his memory. He is still your Uncle Tang's son. There is no conflict, and there is ulterior pressure......"
Several people stood by the car and chatted. Not long after, Wang Xuanzhen also came with her children and Yang Fei'er. When he saw Cao Qing who was whispering to Wanwan, Fatty Wang flew towards Xiang Que and others, and then coughed dryly.
He said, "Qingdao, don't chat with your wife while you're busy. Didn't you see your godfather coming?"
Tang Xinhe gritted his teeth and said, "You guys, can you not cheat my son like this?"
Tang Xinhe had already expected that at twelve o'clock tonight, his son might be about to collapse.
Cao Qingdao scratched his head and asked suspiciously: "Why are my fathers gathering together today? Are they really just for my birthday? Is this awesome face?"
After finishing, he sighed, patted his head and said, "Sad to be sad!"
After twelve o'clock tonight, it will be Cao Qingdao's 18th birthday. It may be a very ordinary day for ordinary people, but for Cao Qingdao, tomorrow is the most important day.
Three business cars left the airport and drove towards Zijin Villa.
The car arrived at the Tang family, and the group rushed in. Cao Qingdao cheered and said to Shen Jia who was waiting in the house: "Mom, my godfather and my father-in-law are all here..."
Fatty Wang rubbed his hands excitedly and said, "I'm so looking forward to the situation when this kid calls us father by twelve o'clock. I must smile and touch his dog's head and agree happily."
Xiang Quebiao glanced at him and said, "I have to agree first. I am his serious father-in-law."
Wang Kunlun licked his lips and said, "The rankings are not the same. It's all his father anyway, right?"
"Oh, that's right, Lun Bao's words are very skillful, it's definitely a matter of vain!"
In the evening, the Tang family set up two tables, with the women and children, and the men's table, but the exception was that Cao Qingdao also sat with Xiang Que and the others, because Cao Qingdao would officially return in a few hours.
This dinner, people who lacked this table drank a lot. Cao Qingdao's death suppressed him for eighteen years, and he had been worried. Until in recent years, Cao Qingdao was about to reach eighteen years old.
Xiang Que only let go of this a lot, and his blocked mood gradually opened up.
When he was almost twelve o'clock, Xiang Que, with a confused look in his eyes, kept holding Cao Qingdao's hand, and talked to himself, telling him about his experience after meeting Cao Qingdao after he went down the mountain.
Xiang Que said that he sold the house that Cao Qingdao had just bought at the price of cabbage, but in the end he was so poor that he couldn't even eat.
Xiang Que said that Cao Qingdao especially likes to flirt and often encourages Xiang Que to go for a prostitute.
In the end, Tang Xinhe, Shen Jia and Chen Xia's faces turned green, and they wanted to take turns to strangle him to death.
Midnight, twelve o'clock.
Xiang Que, who had been drinking so much that he suddenly became energetic. He, Wang Kunlun and Wang Fatty, stared at the clock with his eyes flashing, looking at the slowly rising pointer.
Cao Qingdao opened his sleepy eyes and asked in surprise: "What are these dads looking at?"
"Swish" Beijing time, at twelve o'clock, when the pointer passes the twelve numbers, it means another day is coming.
"Pu" Cao Qingdao, who was sitting on the chair, plunged his head to the ground, and seemed to faint with his eyes closed.
Shen Jia and Tang Xinhe Youwan hurried over and asked anxiously: "What's wrong with this?"
Xiang Que got up and walked to Cao Qingdao and looked down. A faint phantom floated on his seal hall, and then penetrated into his body. Cao Qingdao's eyes seemed to have turned a few times.