Wang Ran nodded, "Well, is this really OK?"

"Of course, although men chase women across the mountain, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single foot of ice, and three feet of ice is not a cold one day. For your situation, you must be patient enough. It may take a long time to influence your teacher's wife. Can you wait?"

Wang Ran nodded desperately, "Of course, I'm willing to wait for the rest of my life!"

Although waiting is painful and painful, waiting for the person you like is also a kind of happiness.

Wang Dachun nodded and patted Wang Ran on the shoulder, "Come on, I'm optimistic about you."

Watching Wang Dachun leave, Wang Ran clenched his fists.

When Hongying saw Wang Dachun leaving, she hurriedly walked over and asked, "What are you talking about to Wang Dachun? Don't make any rude requests to others, otherwise I won't spare you."

"How could it be? Master Hongying, I'm telling him some private matters."

Hongying looked at Wang Ran with a strange look. Why did this guy call his master's wife today and bring his name with him?

What she didn't know was that Wang Ran hoped to remove the word "Master's Lady one day and directly called it Hongying.

"Senior brother, are we going back again?" Murong Jing asked while pulling Wang Dachun's arm.

Wang Dachun nodded, "Well, all the projects in our Taoyuan Village have been completed, I have to go back and organize them. Of course, if you don't want to go back, just play here."

"No, I'll be wherever my senior brother is." Murong Jing pulled Wang Dachun's arm and acted coquettishly, making Wang Dachun's mind sway.

Yun Zhu was not willing to be outdone. He pulled Wang Dachun with another arm and leaned his little head against his shoulder and smiled: "Yes, we don't sleep as a pillow at night, and we don't feel at ease."

Such a hug on both sides made Wang Dachun’s little soul almost float out, "Okay, go back, I can’t sleep well at night without you."

"Grass, be a man like a young master!"

"Yes, the young master's love luck is so good, I'm so envious."

When the guards and bodyguards saw the two top-notch beautiful girls beside Wang Dachun, they were all so envious.

It is also a twelve-year education, why are others so outstanding?

At this moment, Murong Jing suddenly stopped because she saw Murong Fu and Wang Yuyang walking out of it while talking and laughing.

"Jing'er." Murong Fu saw his daughter's face immediately filled with smiles and greeted her.

"Hmph." Murong Jing couldn't help but snorted and turned her face. Recently, Murong Fu has come over every few days, which made her a little upset.

Murong Fu came to Murong Jing and said with a sincere look on his face: "Jing'er, can you take me to your mother's grave and ask me to kowtow to him and thank him for your crime?"

Murong Jing's eyes were red, "No need, everyone is dead. What's the use of kowtowing now? What did you do before?"

Wang Yuyang sighed, "Jing girl, your father already knows that he is wrong. Just give him a chance. No matter what, he is also your father. Blood is thicker than water, breaking the bones and connecting the tendons!"

Murong Jing bit her teeth and said, "Grandpa Wang, it's not that I don't forgive him. Do you know how ruthless he was when I went to Murong's house to find him?"

Murong Fu smiled bitterly and explained: "Didn't I show He Fangfang to show her? You don't know how much influence she has in the Murong family, and it will affect her whole body with one blow."

Wang Dachun said: "My junior sister's mother is buried in our village. Are we planning to go back? Why don't Uncle Murong accompany us?"

Murong Fu was delighted, "It's really great, so I'll bother you." He looked at Murong Jing carefully and found that she did not strongly object. He immediately felt relieved, which meant that his daughter had slowly accepted him.

Next, Murong Fu, accompanied by Secretary Liu, drove behind Wang Dachun in a car.

In the car, Murong Jing pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "Senior Brother, why did you let that ruthless and unrighteous person come with you?"

Wang Dachun smiled bitterly, "Junior sister, even if you hate him, he is your father after all. Besides, he may have had something unspeakable to him at the beginning. After all, there are too many things involved in doing this step, and sometimes I may be unable to control myself!"

Murong Jing said angrily: "Hmph, I don't believe it is so difficult to care about his wife and children with his status. I must be the one who lets the wolf eat it."

Wang Dachun could only smile bitterly. This is all he could help Murong Fu. To soothe his daughter's heart, he would probably have to rely on himself.

The journey was quite smooth. At nine o'clock in the evening, I finally arrived at Taoyuan Village.

At this time, most of the villagers fell asleep, and the village was quiet. Apart from the occasional sound of a dog barking or two, there was only the sound of whimpering wind.

Murong Fu looked at the rural scenery outside the window through the car window and couldn't help but sigh: "I haven't come to the countryside for a long time, and I feel that the air is sweet."

Secretary Liu nodded, "Yes, every breath in the city is the exhaust emitted by the car, which is really incomparable!"

Murong Fu sighed and said, "When I retreat in the future, I will build a few thatched huts next to Jing'er's mother's tomb, and spend the rest of my life with her."

Secretary Liu felt a little desolate in his heart. What is a person pursuing in his life? He has been busy all his life and struggled all his life, but in the end he is still a handful of loess?

When we arrived at the village headquarters, several leaders in the village were still waiting there. Wang Dachun had called before and said that a high-ranking official would come here to stay and asked them to prepare two beds.

When the old village chief heard that the high-ranking officials from Kyoto dared to be negligent, he brought all the best beds and beddings in the village. The original wooden bed was replaced with Simmons's, and the mats laid below were replaced with goatskin, and the quilts covered were all light and soft down jackets and quilts.

In the room, Liantian pasted the walls with a layer of wallpaper, and replaced them with washbasin, toothbrush, towels, etc.

In the words of the old village chief, the high-ranking officials from Kyoto are called real high-ranking officials. In the past, they were all eight-carrying sedan chairs, and civil and military officials were leading the way. There was no one mile in the show, and there must be half a mile in the show.

When Murong Fu came, he found that there was only one guard beside him. The old village chief admired him without saying that. He must be a clean official. Just look at his pomp at home.

"Old village chief, this is General Murong, but the military chief."

"It turns out it's Mr. Murong. Please come in. Our countryside has a little more rude conditions. I hope you don't want to be weird."

Although the old village chief was not very good at being an official, he was also an old man who had been struggling in the officialdom for decades and still had a good time speaking.

Murong Fu quickly said politely: "Where is it? It's so late, I'm disturbing you."
Chapter completed!