Ling Anqi's face suddenly turned red, then nodded, agreeing with Song Baojun's words.

"Thank you so hard today. You have to follow you during the next period of time. And tomorrow I have to go to Xianhe City and go to my grandmother's house for the New Year. If you ask you to follow me, you may not be able to celebrate the New Year at home this year. Would your parents be unhappy?" Song Baojun looked at Ling Anqi and asked.

Ling Anqi shook her head and said with certainty: "No, my parents wish I could be a bodyguard for my husband. The husband helped me too much at home. If I hadn't been a husband, I might not be able to continue studying now."

If she hadn't met Song Baojun at the beginning, she would definitely have a different situation now. How could she be like now? Song Baojun gave her a salary of tens of thousands every month, and she also allowed her family to live in a good house. Her parents also promoted her to work. Now their family is extremely happy.

"You have also helped me a lot." Song Baojun said with a smile.

"Oh sir, sir, my parents want to make a statue for you and put it at home to offer it with the God of Wealth. Let me ask you your opinion, sir, what do you think?"

"I don't think it's so good, so don't do this." Song Baojun immediately refused in a cold sweat.

I am not dead yet, so why do I make a statue to offer? Besides, they can pray to God and ask this one for me. It’s useless to worship me.

Ling Anqi immediately showed a little regret and nodded to show that she knew.

Song Baojun asked Ling Anqi to drive him to the mall again, and bought the gifts he had told him again. The gifts he had bought before were thrown on the overpass. Before he could take them away, he was dragged away by the mouse and the group of people.

After buying the gift, Song Baojun went home directly. It would take at least one week to go to Xianhe City. Song Baojun had to prepare to change clothes and so on.

As two days passed, the whole family was called by Wu Guifang, who was eager to return home early in the morning. After breakfast, everyone took the bus to the train station.

It only takes 40 minutes to get from Chazhou to Xianhe City. After getting on the bus, everyone got on the bus and ate melon seeds for a while and then arrived at the station.

When the car entered the station and parked, everyone got off the bus one after another. Wu Guifang got off the bus and praised: "I heard that the Xianhe City Railway Station was changed two years ago. It was really grand. It was far from the old station before."

"Indeed, when I came back last time, Ajun was so tall that my calf was so high. I would wet the bed at night. In the blink of an eye, so many years have passed." Song Shixian also nodded, looking quite emotional.

When he heard Song Shixian say that Song Baojun could wet the bed, Han Ruoyi and Song Jingtong next to him immediately burst into laughter.

Especially Song Jingtong, tears of laughter were almost flowing out. She grabbed Song Baojun's arm and asked with a smile: "Brother, you won't wet the bed now, right?"

"I deserve a beating, right? I dare to tease your brother." Song Baojun grabbed the girl and slapped her on the butt, feeling a little angry.

Song Jingtong was immediately slapped by Song Baojun and screamed. He hurried to his father's side and hugged his father's arm and said aggrievedly: "Brother, he bullies me, dad, you should beat him."

都说女儿是父亲前世的情人,宋世贤对女儿自然是要宠爱一些的,立刻对着宋保军横眉竖眼道:“多大人了,还欺负你妹妹?信不信老子揍你?”

One thing is overwhelming, Song Baojun could only smile awkwardly, then glanced at Song Jingtong with a threatening look, thinking that he must treat this girl well next time, otherwise she would be lawless.

"Okay, okay, stop making trouble, prepare to take the bus. It will take half an hour to get to your grandfather's house." Wu Guifang took everyone out of the station, and then took the bus to prepare to go home.

Song Baojun frowned slightly, thinking that his family hadn't come for so many years, so he could send someone to pick him up.

But he couldn't say such words, so as not to make his mother feel disappointed and embarrassed.

One is her parents' home and the other is her own home. She is the most difficult thing to be a human being when she is stuck in the middle. Song Baojun also knows this, so he can tolerate it if he can.

I took the bus for half an hour, got off the bus and walked for about ten minutes before I arrived at the destination, which was the community where Song Baojun's grandfather lived.

After entering the community, walking inside and reaching a villa, Wu Guifang stopped, took out her cell phone, looked at the address on the text message, and looked at the door number. She confirmed that she had not taken the wrong path, and then ran to ring the doorbell.

"Ding Dong."

The doorbell rang, and soon someone came to push the door open. The one who opened the door was a girl who looked about twenty years old and looked quite handsome.

She saw Song Baojun's family standing outside the door, and a trace of undetectable disgust flashed in her eyes, and then asked in a calm tone: "Who are you looking for?"

Her question made Wu Guifang, who was standing in front, feel a little embarrassed. Fortunately, she quickly adapted and said with a smile: "You are Xiangxiang, right? I am your aunt Wu Guifang. I'm here to accompany you for the New Year today."

"Oh, it turns out that my aunt is here. I thought someone else had found the wrong person. Come in." Wu Xiangxiang said oh and opened the door, then pointed to the shoe cabinet and said, "Remember to change shoes, otherwise my grandmother will get angry if the floor is dirty."

After saying that, she did not realize how to help Song Baojun and his family get slippers. She turned around and ran back to the living room of the villa and shouted: "Grandma, grandpa, aunt and the others are here."

When Song Baojun and his friends changed their slippers, a few people came out of the house, one old man and the other were old ladies, and a few middle-aged people were following behind him.

Seeing these people, Wu Guifang's eyes suddenly turned red, and she looked at the two old men and shouted: "Dad, mom."

"Well, it's good that you're back." The old man was Song Baojun's grandfather Wu Dapeng, and the old lady next to him was Song Baojun's grandfather Li Guixiang.

The two middle-aged men standing behind are Song Baojun's eldest uncle Wu Jingzhong and second uncle Wu Baoguo.

Grandpa Wu Dapeng had no education, and their era was quite special, so they were named patriotism and army building, so they took one of the two brothers to serve the country with loyalty.

Li Guixiang was much more intimate with her daughter's family than Wu Dapeng. She walked over and held the hands of Song Baojun and some younger generations to ask about her well-being, which made Song Baojun feel a little more comfortable.

Several people changed their slippers and walked into the house. While walking, Wu Guifang introduced Song Baojun and others, "Say hello, this is your eldest uncle and second uncle."

"Hello, uncle and second uncle." Song Baojun and his two sisters quickly greeted him.

"Good boy." Wu Jingzhong smiled and looked at Song Baojun and praised: "He looks handsome, just like your father, and his two sisters are also beautiful."

The second uncle Wu Baoguo nodded without saying a greeting, but walked to the living room and sat on the sofa and started drinking tea and watching the news on TV.

Everyone sat back on the sofa, but it was a whole family.

In addition to Song Baojun and two sisters, there were three young people, two men and one woman.

The tall young man among them was Wu Feilong, who was Wu Jingzhong's eldest son, and the girl named Wu Xiangxiang was Wu Jingzhong's youngest daughter.

The second uncle Wu Baoguo had only one son named Wu Ruoyu. He looked quite gloomy with a pair of glasses. He sat in the corner holding his cell phone reading novels. When he saw Song Baojun and his family coming, he didn't even raise his eyes, let alone say hello.

"Mom and Dad, I've brought you some gifts here. There are some gifts here for my younger brother and Xiangxiang." Wu Guifang put them on the table with the gift he brought over.

"So too, what gifts do you bring when you get home? It's so strange. I'm very happy if you can come back." The old lady sat next to Wu Guifang and took Wu Guifang's hand, her old face was filled with laughter.

"Yes, I have to carry it for so long. Sister, you don't feel tired. Your family is not well-off. Isn't buying so much a waste of money?" Wu Jingzhong also echoed.

"It's much better now, and it won't cost much." Wu Guifang hurriedly said that she didn't spend much money. Then she looked at her father and asked, "Dad, are you in good health now?"

Wu Dapeng nodded and said with a smile: "It's okay, there will definitely be no problem living for seven or eight years."

"Grandpa can live for twenty or thirty years. Only three generations live together. No matter how many grandpa is, he has to take care of his great-grandson." Wu Feilong, who was sitting next to him, immediately smiled.

"Then why don't you bring your girlfriend back quickly? Get married and have children early to help our Wu family grow up and pass on the family line? The fourth generation depends on you and Ruoyu." Wu Baoguo couldn't help but quip.

As soon as he said this, Song Baojun next to him frowned slightly and quickly let go, just smiled.

The old Wu family, isn’t this word for those outsiders named Song to listen to? Fortunately, Song Baojun was mentally prepared before coming, so he didn’t take it too seriously.

It’s not a family, and if you don’t enter the family, this sentence is not something you can say casually.

"You all should work hard, you are so adults. When we were so old, we had already started a family and became fathers." Wu Dapeng smiled comfortably, then looked at Song Baojun and asked, "Ajun is still in college now? Do you have a girlfriend?"

"There is there." Song Baojun quickly replied.

"It's a good thing to have a girlfriend, so don't delay your studies. Jingtong is still young now, so don't talk about her boyfriend." Wu Dapeng muttered a few words, then pulled Wu Guifang and Song Shixian to ask about this and that.

As the elders were chatting, they suddenly asked to play mahjong. Then they pulled out a table and sat next to them to start playing cards. So only Song Baojun and a few juniors were left sitting on the sofa and staring at each other.

Song Jingtong and Han Ruoyi were taken upstairs by the old lady, saying that they would clean up the room and chat with them.

Song Baojun, who was sitting on the sofa, grabbed a handful of pistachios from the table, and kept peeling the shell and stuffing the pulp into his mouth.

"That cousin, I heard you are studying at the Tea University? Your academic performance is pretty good, right?" Wu Feilong, who was sitting opposite Song Baojun, suddenly started to question Song Baojun.

Song Baojun was slightly stunned, then nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, I thought my cousin didn't know."

"Haha, I only realized after hearing my grandfather's words. After all, I haven't seen you in these years." Wu Feilong called out and then continued to ask: "What major do you study in my cousin?"

"Chinese Department."

"The Chinese Department, it seems that it is not easy to find a job when studying Chinese Department these days. Last time, a college student from China graduated from our factory came to our factory and finally became a clerk. Cousin, you really chose the wrong major." Wu Feilong sighed immediately, looking like he was a pity for Song Baojun.
Chapter completed!