Objectively speaking.

Now that Liu Changyong, who is middle-aged, is not greasy, if he tidies up a little in terms of dressing, his hairstyle can be regarded as a handsome uncle type if he is slightly modified.

He already looks younger, and his figure is thinner.

Even if he was a little fresh meat in his previous life, Liu Changyong couldn't find too much fault with the appearance of this mature man in this life.

"If my brother were half as good-looking as you were when you were young, I wouldn't beat him every day!"

As if to emphasize how good-looking her father was when he was young, Liu Yourong singled out her younger brother who was watching TV in the house for comparison.

Hearing his daughter's praise, Liu Changyong smiled quietly.

Happy must be happy, who doesn't want to listen to good words?

But......

"Your brother is not ugly, if he is not good-looking, wouldn't it be a disguised demeaning to yourself? And also...... Does this have anything to do with beating your brother? ”

"Forehead ......"

"I don't know where you came from, give me the album, don't break it."

Reaching out and taking the photo album that his daughter was holding, Liu Changyong raised his hand and waved it.

"Go back to the house and watch TV, don't be surprised."

"Hmph, got it......"

pouted, Liu Yourong was obviously a little unconvinced by her father's criticism, but she didn't dare to contradict it because she had been taught a lesson.

Honestly followed Zheng Jiayi towards the bedroom, and the two of them kept muttering in small voices as they walked.

"It's not pretty...... at all"

"I think my uncle was pretty when he was a kid......"

"It's not pretty!"

“……”

With a soft bang, the bedroom door was closed again, and Liu Changyong, who was holding the photo album, clearly heard the muttering of his daughter and her friends, but did not choose to speak.

Instead, he flipped through the photo album in his hand.

For adoptive mothers...... Most of his impressions came from memories that remained in his mind.

Because of the age, some parts have become quite blurry, and it is not until I see this album that the vague memories begin to become clearer.

He Yunsheng ate in small bites.

She kept chewing, and quietly looked at Liu Changyong, who was flipping through the photo album beside her, and after a while, she swallowed the food in her mouth and asked softly.

"That's right...... You haven't brought the kids this year, have you? ”

"Hmm."

Nodding his head, Liu Changyong responded to the other party.

That's a coincidence.

The day that the original owner rescued Cheng Yuxin, who jumped into the river, was also the death day of the adoptive mother, in a sense, the mother and son died on the same day after fifteen years.

And that day was also Liu Changyong's first day in this world.

Because there are so many outrageous things, I forgot about it for a while.

He Yunsheng obviously also knew that he had just divorced his sister at that time...... Obviously, we have entered a low point in our lives.

She had already eaten almost a small bite of rice in the bowl, and she was about to put down the dishes and chopsticks to finish the meal, but she didn't make this move, but was told by Liu Changyong, who was flipping through the photo album next to her.

"Don't have any leftovers, eat that bite."

"I can't eat ......"

"I have to stuff it in my stomach every time, and it's a pity to throw it away every time."

“……”

Holding back the feeling of fullness, He Yunsheng looked at the remaining mouthful of rice in the bowl.

Stuffed it all into his mouth, chewed it dry, and swallowed it.

"Whew...... It's so full! ”

It is indeed overwhelmed, and her slightly bulging abdomen can be clearly seen at this moment.

The upper body is dressed in a tighter fit, which not only outlines the figure, but also reflects the roundness of the abdomen.

I put my hand on my stomach and touched it.

He Yunsheng leaned her head sideways to the side, and the proximity of the distance allowed her to clearly smell the smell of the other party.

It doesn't smell bad.

Seeing that Liu Changyong was still flipping through the photo album, he talked about the last cleaning.

"The last time I cleaned up my bedroom, I found this album in the big closet...... Later, I seemed to put it in a closet drawer. ”

"I told me how they both found it."

With a slightly low tone, Liu Changyong looked at one photo after another, although the mother and son in the photos were not related by blood, but the intimacy between them was far beyond that of ordinary families.

He remembers the full life that his adoptive mother had brought him, and he was alone as a single woman in the city.

The first half of the original life was unfortunate, but he was lucky.

The people he met always helped him.

At least.

He himself was content.

At the end of the album in his hand, an old photo fell from the mezzanine under his flipping action.

Fell at the feet.

He Yunsheng was a little stunned when she saw this scene, she clearly remembered that she had put this photo in at that time......

"The last page doesn't fit the photo, and the mezzanine where the photo is put is broken."

Glancing at the photo album in his hand, Liu Changyong muttered to himself, and then bent down to pick up the photo at his feet, and he himself was a little puzzled when he saw this mutilated photo.

I flipped to the back and looked at it, but I only saw the word "Li", and then there was a gap.

Gaze...... Focus on that kanji.

He Yunsheng's inquiry came from his ears.

"Is the baby in this picture you?"

"Probably not."

After a while, Liu Changyong responded to her.

Put the photo in your hand back in the album.

Merge.

"I ...... I don't remember my mother ever getting married. ”

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"What a fool, can't you do such a question?"

Fang Wencheng sat at his desk, and his sister's mocking remarks came from his ears.

Nothing happened.

Now he is preparing for the summer competition.

He is less than ten years old, and compared with children of the same age, he seems much more calm and stable.

After all...... This was what his father wanted to see the most.

"It's so stupid, I can do all the questions, you can't do it!"

There didn't seem to have any respect for his own brother, and Fang Xinran, who was more than seven years old, counted on the side with the kind of emphasis that was unique to children.

Recently, her father Fang Chen has doted on her very much.

This made Fang Xinran, who was a younger sister, a little kicking her nose in the face, and she would never say such a remark to her brother before.

Born into a wealthy family, they received an elite education from an early age.

Go to the best school and hire the best teachers.

This also allows them to far surpass the children of their age in learning, and most of the peers they make around are also children of wealthy families.

Not long ago, the eldest sister two-year-old Fang Wencheng was defeated by the other party.

It is precisely because of this that he wants to get an excellent score in the upcoming math competition.

That's the only way to ...... He was able to refocus his father's attention on himself.

specially asked the tutor to help him prepare for the problems of the previous competitions, and re-conquered them after improvement, and now Fang Wencheng has no other ideas except for the idea of winning the first place.

The age that should be playing and relaxing, but it is too precocious to compare.

There were all kinds of materials stacked on the first floor of the desk, and after Fang Xinran said mockingly for a long time, he still couldn't get any reaction from the other party.

As if he was bored, he kicked the table unhappily and said, lowering his head and putting his hands behind his back.

"It's boring."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard his father's voice that seemed to be talking to someone.

Realizing that Fang Chen was back, she instantly took her attention away from her brother's body, got up and rushed out of the door.

Only the young Fang Wencheng was left alone in the room.

The immature face is slightly serious.

Fang Wencheng didn't go out to greet his father like his sister, he was not very old, and he knew very well that his father would only pay attention to him if he reflected his own value.

The hand holding the pen strained up.

Looking at the questions in front of you......

Fang Wencheng definitely wants to win the competition.

It must also be ...... The overwhelming kind.

He has this confidence.