There was no lightning, thunder, or storm when Wang Jingzhe and Xiaocao met, just like when they first met on the Wei River. Look at me, and I look at you, with a shy and shy expression.

This was Wang Jingzhe's reaction, and the grass was as calm and cold as ever.

Because, even Mao Qingshui and Li Lanrong knew that Wang Jingzhe was tied up by the matter and must have disappeared on purpose, so what do you think is there to complain about?

To put it the most common saying, it is enough for people to return safely, what kind of bicycle do you want?

When Wang Jingzhe and Xiaocao looked at each other, the two legs were covered with jade and jade-carved on their legs. The chubby face grabbed Xiaocao's skirt and raised their little heads and blinked their eyes at Wang Jingzhe.

This is the nature between father and son. Even if it is the first time we meet, even if the person we see at the first time when the child is born is not Wang Jingzhe, but his bloodline cannot be erased. Whether it is big or small, he feels the word "family affection" at this moment.

Xiaocao said calmly: "Fortunately, the peace of mother and son is the best explanation I will give you."

Wang Jingzhe shivered his lips, and his eyes suddenly turned red. He bent down and hugged the child in his arms. His arms were very tight, making the child's little face red.

"What's the name?" Wang Jingzhe asked in a hoarse voice.

"The nickname is Changsheng..." Xiaocao touched the child's head and comforted him, "As for Daming, Uncle Que, my dad and your dad have all told me, so I'd better wait for you to come back."

"Changsheng, Changsheng" Wang Jingzhe muttered a few times, and easily understood the literal meaning of the name. He let out a light breath and said, "A good name, I can hope for such a name."

The sunset was setting, and the sunset crossed the horizon and left a trace of afterglow.

The afterglow reflected on the three people by the Wei River. Wang Jingzhe hugged the child, Xiaocao held his arm, and walked home like an ordinary family of three. On the way, the two just talked in a low voice, and then teased the child from time to time, without all kinds of sensationalism or concern for his well-being, because it was enough for the person to come back, and there was no need to say any extra words.

When he returned to the Li family's mansion, Mao Qingshui went to prepare the meal in the living room. Wang Jingzhe chatted with Xiaocao and Li Lanrong. He probably talked about his experience over the past year, but he had mentioned many places all over the place, such as when he jumped down from the Kanzigou Coal Mine.

Anyway, the explanation is an explanation, but it is always reported good news but not bad news. Although he has come to the ground smoothly now, those who can tell others when they are thrilling, they must not tell Xiaocao.

The meals were ready not long after, not too rich, but just a normal family dinner. Maybe Mao Qingshui and Li Lanrong wanted to create a not-so-special atmosphere for Wang Jingzhe, so as not to have any psychological burden.

Xiaocao’s parents complain, but they will not do anything in the face of big troubles. Anyway, everyone has already come back, so why do you care about so much?

Wang Jingzhe looked at the plate of fried eggs with leeks on the table, and didn't feel so fucked. He didn't even have this dish for more than a year, and he still felt a little missed.

During the meal, Wang Jingzhe and Li Lanrong were drinking. After a few drinks, he suddenly picked up the cup and said to Li Lanrong: "Dad, Xiaocao and I have a second child, so my surname is Li."

Li Lanrong and Mao Qingshui were both stunned, not expecting where he started to talk about it.

Wang Jingzhe reached out and rubbed Changsheng's head next to him, and smiled and said, "Our Wang family has a tradition of inheriting the family line, but one is enough. I don't have too many requirements for children. As long as one can inherit my family's legacy, it's enough. So if you rebirth, your surname is Li."

Xiaocao rolled her eyes and said in a very slight way: "I know the reason is wrong, have you started to show goodwill?"

Wang Jingzhe said speechlessly: "There is no such thing as my disappearance. I will do this as well. Anyway, it doesn't matter what the surname of our own child is."

Although Wang Jingzhe spoke easily, from Li Lanrong and Mao Qingshui, this son-in-law knows a lot about right and wrong.

After a meal, the matter was settled. After chatting with the two for a while, Wang Jingzhe, Xiaocao and the children returned to the bedroom. He first went to the bathroom to take a shower and cleaned himself inside and outside. Xiaocao coaxed Changsheng on the bed, intending to let him go to bed early.

After all, I haven’t seen each other for a long time and miss it very much. A small separation is better than a newlywed, and this big separation is even more different.

After taking a shower, Wang Jingzhe came out with his shirtlessness. When Xiaocao, who was coaxing the child to sleep, looked up and saw his scriptures, he was stunned.

"You are missing for more than a year and have become a big brother in society?" Xiaocao covered her mouth and said in surprise: "Have you gone to society?"

Wang Jingzhe looked down and said vaguely: "It's just a story, but I'm still a good young man and have nothing to do with bad people."

Changsheng lay on the bed and kicked his little feet, waved his little hands, and looked at his bare-handed father a little confused. A glimmer of excitement gradually appeared in his confused little eyes. Xiaocao's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and said in a frightened voice: "That's the scripture? Do you think this child will have the idea of ​​converting to my Buddha since he was young? What if he becomes sensible and wants to become a monk?"

Wang Jingzhe was also scared and trembled, and took a breath of air and said, "That's not possible? Is this his..."

Xiaocao frowned and said, "It's hard to say. After all, children have been educated since childhood. If you say that if he read it for a long time, he will be interested in Buddhist scriptures in his heart, and think that it is not impossible to be a monk. This is not possible. You should wear clothes in front of your children in the future."

"Where are you going to sleep?"

"Wear it too, take it off when the lights are turned off..."

Wang Jingzhe thought it makes sense. After all, the child is still young. Just like when he learns to speak, the first sentence is definitely either a father or a mother. But if he reads too many Buddhist scriptures and can speak in the future, he and Xiaocao will collapse.

More than half an hour later, Changsheng was still energetic. Wang Jingzhe sat against the head of the bed, slanted his eyes and said, "What, why is he not sleepy at all? When do he usually sleep?"

"It's hard to say, it depends on his mood. If he is tired of playing, he will go to bed early. If he is not tired, he will be late."

Wang Jingzhe held his thigh and smashed his mouth, his eyes flashed and said, "Okay, that's it, you take a break, let's play for a while, I'll make him feel sleepy as soon as possible."

Xiaocao bit her lip and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Wang Jingzhe said in a flash of pain in his throat: "The ground has been dry for a long time and needs the nourishment of rain. The same is true for martial arts. If I don't practice it for a long time, I am afraid that if I forget to talk about my kung fu, my weapons will not work well..."
Chapter completed!