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Famous family favorite: little wife PK uncle Chapter 479

Famous family favorite: little wife PK uncle Chapter 479

“Jiang Wusu, let’s go, a shot from the basketball court!”

In the scorching early summer, at the window of Class 3 of Senior One of Jingcheng Thinking High School, several tall boys yelled at the boys who were tidying up their desks. Their loud voices disturbed the classmates who were doing the questions, and many people looked up.

Jiang Buwei shook the black backpack on his shoulder and walked out of the classroom, “Something happened at home, I’ll go back, you go.”

“What’s the matter? It’s Li Motou’s class in the afternoon!”

Jiang Buyu ignored the shouts behind him.

Outside the school, there was already a black car waiting for him. As soon as he got in the car, the driver immediately stepped on the accelerator and drove the car out.

“Dad is back?” Jiang Doudou said.

The driver glanced at the sixteenth-seventh boy from the rearview mirror, and replied: “Old Li went to pick him up, he should have picked up someone by now.”

Hearing this, Jiang Budou snorted coldly, “He still has a conscience.”

This is not like the son said the father’s words.

“Your dad is also involuntarily… In that position, the burden on his shoulders is too heavy…” The driver glanced at the young boy’s irritable eyebrows again, “You are still young, when you go to society, you will understand.”

“I won’t be like him. I only care about myself. I don’t even know if my wife and children are dead!” Jiang Bugui said angrily.

As far as I can remember, he has very little memory of his father. He was not there for parent-child activities, he was not there for birthdays, and he was not when he was sick. One year, when his mother was out with Jiang Busu and had an accident, he almost disappeared and he was still not there.

After that, Jiang Doudou planted a factor of dissatisfaction with his father.

The knot is a husband and wife, and there is no doubt about love.

In Jiang Busu’s eyes, it was just a joke.

“When you get to your second uncle, don’t say these things, it doesn’t make Old Jiang go uneasy.” The driver kindly persuaded him.

Jiang Budou thought of his grandfather who was already dead, his eyes were a little heavy and sad, “I know.”

Compared with his father, Jiang Doudou loves his grandfather more.

……

The car drove into the door of a villa. Jiang Buyu just got out of the car and another black car stopped here. Jiang Busu thought of something. He stared at the position of the car door. As expected, after the car door opened, he walked down. It was the father who had just returned from the army-Jiang Yi’an.

“No doubt.”

Jiang Yian saw his son and shouted with a smile.

Jiang Busu glanced at him coldly, then turned and entered the room.

Jiang Yian looked at Jiang Busu’s back, did not say anything, raised his heel, Jiang Yian has been in the army these years, and has very little time to go home. Song Qianyi loves to be alone again, after Gu Xinyan and Jiang Zhulang are old. He lives here with his second son, Jiang Mocheng.

Now that Jiang Zhulang’s deadline is approaching, the whole family is back.

Jiang Yi’an and Song Qianyi have two daughters and one son. The two daughters are in college. Jiang is in the first year of high school. Jiang Mocheng and Gu Jiangshui have two daughters, both of whom have gone to college. At the moment, one family. Around Jiang Zhulang’s bed, all eyes were red.

Jiang Yi’an followed her son into the room. The first thing she saw was Song Qianyi’s figure. She stood quietly at the foot of the bed, beckoning him to Jiang without doubt.

Seeing Jiang Yi’an, Song Qianyi’s eyes brightened, then walked over and took his arm.

Jiang Budou: “…”

Jiang Yi’an walked to the bed, Jiang Zhulang glanced at him, then cast his gaze on Gu Xinyan’s face again, his eyes filled with dissatisfaction towards her.

His body began to have problems a few years ago, and he has been taking medicine to maintain it all these years, and his life is actually very hard.

Gu Xinyan was already crying.

Jiang Zhulang wanted to comfort him, but he was already speechless. He stubbornly refused to close his eyes, his wife’s figure reflected in his muddy eyes.

The marriages for decades have not always been smooth sailing. They have also argued for some trivial things that are not worth mentioning now, but every quarrel, in retrospect, is a memory.

His dry hands trembled slightly, and Gu Xinyan knew that he was enduring great pain.