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Famous family favorite: little wife PK uncle Chapter 470

Famous family favorite: little wife PK uncle Chapter 470

On the sixth weekend of Jiang Yi’an’s enlistment, when he called home, Gu Xinyan picked him up.

After Gu Xinyan knew that he was enlisted in the army, he called his mother’s cell phone and wanted to coax her with a nice sentence, but she didn’t answer his phone at all.

So suddenly hearing his mother’s gentle tone, Jiang Yi’an was stunned for two seconds before reacting.

“Mom? Are you angry with me?” Jiang Yi’an asked tentatively, for fear that the previous feeling would be wrong.

“Yi’an…” Gu Xinyan didn’t know what kind of psychological change had happened, only the worry and concern for her son remained in her tone, “How are you over there? Will it be very hard? Are there any injuries? Are we getting along well?”

“Mom…” Jiang Yi’an, with his ambition, joined his father, hiding from his mother, and embarked on the path that his mother had been fiercely opposed from beginning to end. It was not that he had complained in his heart that his mother was unreasonable, but now he heard the worried voice of his mother. The feeling in my heart is very uncomfortable.

“I’m sorry, mom, I shouldn’t have kept you from being such a big thing.” Jiang Yi’an said: “But this is my childhood dream, I hope you can support me.”

“It’s very hard and tiring here, the instructors are very strict, but every day is very fulfilling, I think I can be my true self here, Mom, I hope you can understand.”

Jiang Yi’an said a lot in one breath, and every sentence came from the bottom of his heart.

For some reason, Gu Xinyan’s nose suddenly became sore.

After Yan Jing and Gu Qingchang embarked on their journey, Gu Xinyan contacted her twice. Yan Jing said that her dream was to travel around the world. She planned to wait for Gu Jiangshui to start a family and establish a business. She and Gu Qingchang also retired. Now, use the remaining time to complete the dream.

Unexpectedly, the accident came earlier.

“Yi An.” Gu Xinyan didn’t know what was going on, and suddenly figured out something.

Human lives are limited and should not be wasted in endless quarrels and cold wars.

“Mom also wants to say sorry to you.”

“Mom…” Jiang Yi’an had no idea that his mother would say such things. “You are like this. I almost don’t know you anymore. What happened recently?”

“No.” Gu Xinyan said, “Yi An, take care of yourself.”

……

After the thread was closed, Gu Xinyan planned to go out. When the domestic helper saw that she was going out, he reminded: “Madam going out? The wind is blowing outside. I will get you a thicker coat.”

Putting on the cashmere coat brought by the domestic helper, Gu Xinyan said, “I will cook a few more dishes that I love to eat in the evening, and I will pick him up from work now.”

Jiang Zhulang’s position has been getting higher and higher over the years. He has a special car and a life secretary. Gu Xinyan can’t remember how long she hasn’t picked him up from work.

Therefore, seeing the surprise on Jiang Zhulang’s face, she was not surprised at all.

“Did you pass by for errands? Or came to me on purpose?”

Jiang Zhulang saw his wife with a look of joy.

Gu Xinyan smiled and said, “I came here to pick you up from work.”

“So good? My husband was so touched.” Jiang Zhulang shook Gu Xinyan’s hand, his face flushed with joy.

Gu Xinyan said: “See you are happy, I will pick you up from work every day from now on?”

“This is a beautiful thing.” Jiang Zhulang looked at Gu Xinyan, “but no need.”

“Why?”

“It’s so hard to pick me up every day, how can I be willing to work so hard for you.”

Gu Xinyan glanced at the subordinates behind Jiang Zhulang who were suffocating a smile. They were old husbands and wives. Her face was still red, “Glib tongue.”

……

Soon the New Year’s Eve was approaching, and Ji Xiansong’s school was closed on the occasion of Christmas.

On the day when he returned to China, Song Xianyu and Ji Nianyu went to pick him up. Seeing his son who had been away for more than half a year, Song Xianyu’s nose was sour, and he held his son and wiped tears for a while.

Ji Xiansong and Ji Nianyu looked at each other for a while and smiled helplessly.

“Mom, I’m going to stay at home for more than a month. You are very rare now. Don’t wait three or five days, and you will bother me so much that you want to pack me back to the UK.”

Song Xianyu took the paper towel handed over by her daughter, wiped her tears, and wiped her nose, “Whatever, I won’t bother you for the rest of your life at home.”

“Yes, yes, I know that your mother loves us the most. Don’t cry. My dad knows that he might not let me come back next year.”

“He dare!” Song Xianyu said, “Who dares not let my son come back?”

On the way home, Song Xianyu has been answering the phone. It can be seen that he is busy. Ji Xiansong turned on the phone. Several unread text messages were displayed on the screen. Except for the roommate, the others were customer service text messages.

He actually returned to China yesterday.

But the place of landing was not Beijing, but Shanghai.

Accompanying right Ningning.

Quan Ningning’s parents came to pick her up, and when they saw Ji Xiansong, Mrs. Quan invited him to play at home. Ji Xiansong faintly declined, found a hotel for one night, and flew back to the capital early this morning.

Quan Ningning is a very assertive girl, and will not be moved by someone who frequently shows good. Ji Xiansong is also a buddhist boy. He doesn’t bother to use methods or routines when chasing girls. He thinks just let it go. If The two have fate, and it will happen sooner or later.

Besides, a girl like Quan Ningning doesn’t know how ordinary boys chase girls.

Before boarding the plane in the morning, Ji Xiansong sent a farewell text message to Quan Ningning, but Quan Ningning did not reply.

Maybe it’s still sleeping and jet lag.

Ji Xiansong thought so.

……

This year was a little uneven.

On the sixth day of the new year, the old lady from the Xiao family went there, at the age of ninety-six, which is considered joy and mourning.

The children and grandchildren of the Xiao family scattered throughout the country and abroad all rushed back to the funeral. The joy and funeral demonstrated the happiness and longevity of the deceased. The children and grandchildren need not be too sad. Five days after the cessation of spirits, the Xiao family hosted a banquet in the old house to entertain relatives and friends.

The people of the seven families have counted their lives, and even Wang Jinyi appeared at the banquet with Xiao Ai.

Since Ji Xian Song returned to China, the only contact with Quan Ningning was that he sent her a farewell text message on the day he returned to the capital. Quan Ningning called him back that night, and the two exchanged wishes on the first day of the new year. SMS, nothing else.

He was a little bit lost in his heart, and the lost girl only regarded him as an ordinary friend.

But the more so, the more he missed Quan Ningning.

When he saw Quan Ningning from the crowded guests in the old house of Xiao’s house, his mood could be described with ecstasy.

Seeing Ji Xiansong, Quan Ningning was also a little surprised.

“It’s a coincidence.” She said, “It seems that I can meet you everywhere.”

Ji Xiansong’s eyes fell on her. The girl was wearing a cashmere sweater and the hall was well heated. She took off her coat and hung it on her arms, standing there pretty, smiling with red lips and white teeth.

“It’s a coincidence.” Ji Xiansong said: “Come with your parents?”

On this occasion, she shouldn’t be alone.

Quan Ningning blinked her eyelashes and nodded, “Well, they were called away as soon as they came, as if there was something to talk about. I’m bored, so you came, show me around?”

“It’s an honor.” Ji Xiansong laughed.

……

Song Xianyu finished talking with Xiao Ai and the others, and went to the bathroom. When she came out, she saw her son and a girl walking side by side in the Merlin in the backyard from the corridor window, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

Her son, who has a gentle temper, does not look bad, and is good at studying. It stands to reason that there are many girls around him who like him, but she has never seen a girl next to him. This is the first one.

Inexplicably, there is a hunch that this will be her future daughter-in-law.

In the evening, Song Xianyu squinted and knocked on Ji Xiansong’s door with a smile. Ji Xiansong frowned when he saw her expression.

“Mom, just say anything, don’t look at it, it’s scary.”

“Son…”

When these three words came out, Ji Xiansong trembled instinctively.

Every time his mother calls him that, it’s not a good thing.

Sure enough, his mother asked him: “Who is the girl who was at your grandmother’s house at noon to appreciate plum blossoms with you?”

“Mom, my great-grandmother just entered the soil, is it inappropriate to talk about this now?”

“Don’t interrupt, what’s wrong? Your great-grandmother’s life is dead, and it’s a happy event. If you decide the important thing in your life, it will be more joy than joy.”

“There is nothing wrong with the character, don’t talk nonsense.”

“So you want to write these horoscopes?” Song Xianyu’s eyes brightened. “Quickly tell mom, do you like people?”

Ji Xiansong pushed Song Xianyu out, “Mom, you go to bed early, don’t worry about it.”

“Hey…” Song Xianyu still wanted to say, but the door was closed mercilessly.

Back in the master bedroom, Ji Linyuan read a book with glasses on the bridge of his nose, and did not lift his head when he heard the door open: “Is he kicked out?”

Song Xianyu happily walked to him and sat down, half lying on his shoulder, “I have a hunch, we will be holding our grandson soon!”

Ji Linyuan raised his eyes and glanced at Song Xianyu.

“Why, don’t you believe it?” Song Xianyu was not convinced, “Zhier Moruo mother, I’m pretty sure, our son likes that girl, our son is so good, I think that girl also likes our son.”

To her son, Song Xianyu was still very confident, and she said, but she became distressed: “I just don’t know which child the girl is from. I haven’t seen it before.”

“No, I have to go there tomorrow and look through the guest list.”

Ji Linyuan glanced at Song Xianyu again, the look clearly said that she was okay.

Song Xianyu didn’t care. She went to the Xiao family’s old house early the next morning, planning to go through the guest list and guess which girl her son would like.