After getting out of the car, a woman in her fifties greeted her, took the things in Ning Zhiyuan's hand and said, "Young master, you can be regarded as back, Mr. and Mrs. are waiting." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Uncle's family is also there. Ning Zhiyuan frowned slightly: "Aunt Zhang, how many times have you said it, don't call me young master, just call me by name." Aunt Zhang smiled: "Got it, Young Master Zhiyuan." This is Miss An. ”

Quiet called "Aunt Zhang", and Aunt Zhang looked at Quiet with crooked eyebrows: "Miss Zhiyao is right, Miss An is beautiful and quiet." Come, hurry into the house, it's cold outside. ”

As soon as she entered the house, Ning Zhiyao was already waiting in the foyer, and there was an elegant man in his thirties standing beside her, holding a little boy of seven or eight years old. Ning Zhiyuan took a step forward and took a quiet hand and said, "You can be regarded as home." Xiaojing, this is my husband Mo Zhengchu, and this is my son Congcong. Mo Zhengchu bowed slightly: "Miss An, hello." Quiet smiled politely: "Brother-in-law just tell me to be quiet." ”

Congcong, who was being held by Mo Zhengchu, suddenly broke free of his father's hand, pulled him quietly and said, "Auntie, don't talk to them, come with me to see grandma and grandpa, they are all in a hurry." Ning Zhiyuan grabbed him: "Stinky boy, why don't you say hello to me?" Cong Cong slapped his hand away in disgust and said, "For the sake of you finding me a beautiful sister to be my aunt, I won't care about you." You talk slowly, and my aunt and I will go in first. Quiet was called "Aunt" on the left and "Aunt" on the right by this little ghost's head, Ning Zhiyao pulled Congcong and smiled at Quiet: "This kid is spoiled, and he is not polite at all." Let's go, Mom and Dad are in the living room. ”

Entering the three-story high living room, Ning Zhiyuan took a quiet hand and said to his parents who were sitting on the sofa, "Dad, Mom, we're back." That's quiet, my girlfriend. Quietly and obediently called "Uncle, aunt", Mother Ning stood up and pulled Quiet to her side and sat down, looked at it with a smile and said, "Good boy, I heard that you have been taking care of Xiaoyuan alone when he was injured before, and I have worked hard for you." ”

Ning Zhiyao stuck out his tongue and muttered in a low voice: "Look, I know that I feel sorry for my daughter-in-law, and I don't even care about my son." Father Ning snorted coldly and said, "I'm embarrassed to say, haven't you been hiding from us about your brother's injury?" If we had known, we would have been back a long time ago. Besides, if he had to choose this profession himself, he would have to be prepared to endure all this. I can hear that although the old man's tone is full of blame, he still feels very sorry for his son in his heart.

Mother Ning glared at Father Ning with disgust when she heard this, and said, "Child, it's all right, why are you still talking so much." Xiaoyuan, come, Mom hasn't looked at you for a long time, let Mom take a look. Ning Zhiyuan secretly glanced at Ning's father and sat down next to his mother with a smug smile on his face.

Aunt Zhang brought snacks and tea and said, "Eat some snacks to cushion your stomach first, and the meal will be fine for a while." The family gossiped for a while, and the easy-going of the Ning family gradually disappeared the quiet tension, and Congcong, the ghostly little guy, kept gagging, which made the whole family more lively, which made the quiet who had been lonely for many years feel the warmth of the family again. In the past, some distant relatives would call her over during the Spring Festival, but she always felt that she would disturb others, so every year she would politely refuse for various reasons, especially after work, she would take the initiative to ask to be on duty to pass the time of family reunion.

According to the Ning family's previous habits, the Chinese New Year's Eve reunion dinner started on time at five o'clock in the afternoon. This year, because Ning Zhiyuan brought his girlfriend back, the family was very happy, especially Ning's mother kept smiling from ear to ear, although Ning's father was more serious on the surface, he was still very happy in his heart, and deliberately drank a few more drinks with his son and son-in-law, and the reunion dinner ended at more than seven o'clock in the evening.

Congcong was clamoring to go out with his uncle and aunt to set off fireworks, and Ning's mother touched Congcong's head and said, "Your uncle and aunt have been in the car for a day, and they are too tired, let them rest first, and then go with you when they pick up the God of Wealth on New Year's Eve." Aunt Zhang, who was about to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, said, "Young master, I have already put your and Miss An's luggage in the room, and the room has been cleaned in advance, you can just go up." ”

Jing Jing happened to be tired, so he turned his head to look at Ning Zhiyuan, Ning Zhiyuan understood, took her hand and said, "Dad, Mom, then let's go up and pack our luggage first, and then come back to accompany you later." Ning Zhiyuan has always brought silence to the innermost room on the third floor, which is a large suite, and as soon as you enter the door is a small living room with a terrace, which has two rooms, a study and a bedroom. The decoration is different from the European style outside, more emphasis on simple atmosphere, and Ning Zhiyuan's home in D city is the same style, there is a large photo of Ning Zhiyuan wearing a police uniform on the wall on one side of the living room, although Ning Zhiyuan on the photo is as heroic as now, but there is still a little childishness on his face.

"This is your room?" Quietly looked at the high-spirited man in the photo and asked. "Well," Ning Zhiyuan said from behind, wrapping his chin against her neck, "I lived here before I went to college. This photo was taken when I graduated from the police academy, how is it, it's handsome, right? ”

"It's handsome, but it's not as calm as it looks now." Quiet replied involuntarily. Ning Zhiyuan turned his quiet body, let her face to face with him, looked at her with burning eyes and asked, "Then which one do you like me?" Quiet was amused by his childish question: "Isn't it all you?" What's the difference? Ning Zhiyuan shook his head: "Of course it's different, I was young then, and I'm old now." ”

Quietly and helplessly glanced at him: "I see that you have drunk too much, you rest for a while, I'll go take a shower and change clothes." Ning Zhiyuan let go of her, sat on the sofa and pointed to the bedroom inside: "The bathroom is in the bedroom, Aunt Zhang should put the suitcase in the bedroom, you go wash it." ”

"I'd better go back to my room and wash up." Quietly said that he was going to the bedroom to pick up the suitcase, and Ning Zhiyuan's voice came from behind him: "This is your room." Jingwen Wen Yan turned around and asked in surprise: "I live here, so where do you live?" Guest room? "Of course I'm going to have my own room." Ning Zhiyuan hugged his shoulders and looked at the quiet for a long time.

"No, I mean ......, how can we have a room." Quiet turned around and returned to the sofa, and before she finished speaking, she was pulled by Ning Zhiyuan on her lap and sat down, and Quiet struggled to stand up, but was shackled in her arms by Ning Zhiyuan: "Quiet, you listen to me." Seeing that he had a serious face, Jing Jing directly called his full name, so he stopped struggling and looked at him seriously.

(To be continued.) )