Daddy here? Ding Ermiao's heart was hot when he heard this, and he hurriedly turned his head to look. ＋◆，

I saw an uncle with a scruffy beard, standing up from the crowd and walking hesitantly.

Ding Ermiao stared at the uncle, hoping to find a little impression of his father in his memory. However, although there is a sense of déjà vu, I dare not confirm it.

After all, this is a confession of father, in case of a mistake, isn't it a big joke?

"You are ......, you are ......" The uncle walked in front of Ding Ermiao, looked at Ding Ermiao very excitedly, and didn't dare to recognize him.

"Excuse me, are you Ding Jiajun's father?" Ding Ermiao settled down and asked.

"Yes, yes, Jiajun is my son." The uncle nodded, and then added, "He is my eldest son." ”

Ding Ermiao looked at the uncle's eyes and said word by word: "My name is ...... Ding Ermiao. Ding Jiajun is my eldest brother. ”

"Are you Ermiao??" The uncle's face suddenly turned red, and he reached out to press Ding Ermiao's shoulder, and said, "Are you really Ermiao?" ”

Ding Ermiao smiled slightly, nodded, and said, "If your name is Ding Zhiming, then you are my father." ”

"That's right, my name is Ding Zhiming, and I am your father!" Ding Zhiming hugged Ding Ermiao and shouted, "Son, you're finally back!" ”

The villagers gathered around and watched the father and son talk about it.

If you don't know, you feel very strange: "Who is Ding Ermiao?" When did the Ding family have another son? ”

If you know about it, you will sigh: "Ermiao is finally back, this child is really blessed ...... fate." It's really good, and he brought back such a beautiful girl, it seems that he is the object. ”

Ding Ermiao gently pushed his father away and turned around to introduce Ji Xiaoxiao.

"Hello Dad." Ji Xiaoxiao smiled and bowed shallowly.

"This is your daughter-in-law, Ji Xiaoxiao." Ding Ermiao said to his father.

"Daughter-in-law? Good, good, good. Ding Zhiming rubbed his hands excitedly and spoke incoherently: "Go home, sit at home, rest at home, walk around, talk about ...... when you go home."

Ding Ermiao smiled, carried the gift, and took Ji Xiaoxiao to follow her father.

The villagers watched the excitement and followed with a hula.

Just took two steps, Ding Zhiming stopped again, pointed to the villagers who came over, and introduced Ding Ermiao: "This is your third uncle, and the fourth uncle and grandmother over there." This is your uncle's uncle, and that is your second aunt's ....... This old man is your eldest cousin, and that is your second cousin......"

The sixteenth generation of the Ding family has been passed down alone, and there is no uncle and uncle. Moreover, Ding Ermiao's grandmother and mother are both surnamed Mu, so the villagers in the entire Mu Basin are relatives of the Ding family. The male is Ding Ermiao's uncle, uncle, cousin, cousin or cousin, and the female is his aunt, uncle, cousin, cousin or cousin.

Thinking of his cousin, Ding Ermiao swept his eyes into the crowd, and really saw a few young girls, looking at Ji Xiaoxiao with envy and hatred.

"Okay, hello everyone, hehe......." Ding Ermiao grinned at the crowd like ****.

There are so many relatives, more than the bullnose of Maoshan Daoyuan, for a while, where can they be distinguished?

Hugging the stars and holding the moon, Ding Ermiao was caught in the crowd and headed towards the west of the village.

Seeing the embankment of the Crescent River, Ding Ermiao remembered that it seemed that his home, just below the embankment, was the first one in the west of the village.

Ding Ermiao's mother, Mu Cuizhen, had already gotten the news and was trotting towards the crowd, lifting her apron to wipe her tears as she walked.

"Mom......" Ding Ermiao recognized her at a glance when she saw her mother, her eyes were red, and she rushed forward and grabbed her hands.

"Ermiao, is it really you?" Mu Cuizhen looked at her son, who was a head taller than herself, and tears rained down.

"Mom, it's me, I'm Ermiao." Ding Ermiao knelt down on his knees and wept: "For so many years, let you ...... Worried. ”

"Hurry up, hurry up!" Mu Cuizhen didn't know where the strength came from, so she reached out and pulled her son up, patted the dust on his knees, and said, "Go home, go home and talk about it." ”

Ding Ermiao stretched out his hand and pulled Ji Xiaoxiao and introduced to his mother: "This is your daughter-in-law, Xiaoxiao." ”

"Hello, Mom." Ji Xiaoxiao bowed generously.

"Good boy, good boy...... Mu Cuizhen immediately didn't want her son, held one of Ji Xiaoxiao's arms in her arms, and laughed with tears: "What a good boy, go, go home and talk about it." ”

It is not easy for rural people to marry a daughter-in-law. Mu Cuizhen saw that her son was back, and she brought back a daughter-in-law like a goddess, can she not be happy?

Ding Ermiao's eyes swept around, fell on a young man behind his mother, and shouted, "Big brother......"

"Er, Ermiao......" Ding Jiajun walked up with some fear, took the gift from Ding Ermiao's hand, and stammered: "You, you're back?" ”

The year before last in the mountain city, on the construction site of the hydrophilic home, Ding Jiajun recognized his relatives, but was scolded by Ding Ermiao, so he had a shadow in his heart, and at this time, he was still a little afraid of Ding Ermiao.

"Big brother, I'm sorry about the year before last. When I get home, I'll talk to you slowly. Ding Ermiao reached out and hugged the eldest brother's shoulders and whispered.

"Is that really you?" Ding Jiajun paused for a moment, and then grinned: "It's okay, it's okay, we're brothers." ”

Finally, Ding Ermiao finally entered the house.

The villagers were also very knowledgeable, and after greeting for a while, they each took a cigarette and left. After all, it is not appropriate for people to reunite with their flesh and blood, and it is not suitable to stay in other people's homes.

It's just that Ding Ermiao's two uncles stayed. The two aunts and cousins were cooking in Zhangluo.

Ding Ermiao walked under the gable on the east side, looked at the portrait of his grandfather on the wall, and his eyes were slightly red.

It didn't take much effort to serve the food and drinks, and the whole family sat down. Ding Ermiao and Ji Xiaoxiao sat in the VIP seat at the east head, and the eldest brother Ding Jiajun sat at the bottom to pour wine.

"Ermiao, how did you get here after so many years? Part-time job, or business? Three cups of belly, Uncle Mu Hu asked.

In front of his family, Ding Ermiao couldn't lie, so he said: "I have been learning the Tao from behind the master, and I only came out of the mountain two years ago. To put it bluntly, he is a little Taoist priest, similar to Mr. Geography in our hometown. ”

"How can a Taoist priest still marry a daughter-in-law?" Ding Ermiao's cousin, the girl named Mu Lian, asked.

"I'm ...... Lay Taoist priests. Ding Ermiao grinned.

The eldest brother, Ding Jiajun, frowned and asked, "Brother, do you make money as a Taoist priest?" ”

"Uh......, let's make a little bit of money." Ding Ermiao smiled again. Ji Xiaoxiao was on the side, and she also pursed her lips and smiled.

"Is it better to make money than to be a bricklayer?" Ding Jiajun asked again.

Ding Ermiao thought seriously for a moment and said, "It's similar to a bricklayer foreman, or a small contract foreman." ”

"That's good." Ding Jiajun was envious and said: "Mu Dabao in the village has earned more than 100,000 ......yuan as a small package foreman this year."

Ji Xiaoxiao finally couldn't help it, and said with a smile: "Big brother, now that Ermiao is back, you two can also pull a construction team and go outside to contract a little project." ”

"But there's no start-up capital." Ding Jiajun believed it and said: "Take 20 workers out to work, and pay 200,000 yuan in advance, I ......."

Ding Ermiao's foot touched Ji Xiaoxiao under the table, and then said, "Big brother, let's talk about making money later, and celebrate the New Year with peace of mind." ”

Ding Jiajun stopped the topic and persuaded everyone to drink and drink.

The family eats and drinks and talks about their families. But halfway through the wine, Ding Ermiao's two uncles were called away by phone.

Ding Ermiao's parents seemed to realize something, and a trace of uneasiness flashed on their faces.