Lie Ying: All the villains in my family have been reborn

Chapter 272 How to arrange the preparations at home (please support, please)

Facing the hopeful eyes of his father and brother, Wen Nian pursed his lips: "I will."

Before going out, she considered many situations, and this was one of the things she had already prepared for.

I don't know if my mother will recognize her at a glance after more than 30 years have passed.

The mother and son had lunch with their father, and sat down and talked for a while before the father got up: "Then we will accompany you to visit your mother tomorrow."

"It's fine to have my brother with me."

Wen Nian hesitated, but he still didn't say that word after all, "It's hot weather, you don't need to follow."

"It's okay, I can still move this bone."

Wen Qixing's tone this time was unquestionable, "It's fine if you don't go back today, we've settled the matters at home, and when you come back, it will be quiet."

The mother and son sent people out of the hotel gate, and only looked away after they drove away.

"It's getting late today, how about just wandering around?"

Facing the three pairs of expectant gazes, Wen Nian's eyes were full of pampering.

"Uh-huh."

The three little heads were lighting up in unison, the small appearance made Wen Nian extremely rare.

He reached out and stroked the three little heads, happily took the hands of the daughter and the youngest son and said, "Let's go."

The mother and son walked to the left along East Chang'an Avenue, and told the children about the history of this street while walking and watching.

Her language is concise and humorous, and the children listen carefully.

The three sisters, who have been human for two lifetimes, knew for the first time why this place is called Chang'an Street.

Of course, Wen Nian would not indoctrinate for the sake of indoctrination. Most of the time, he ran back and forth on the road with the three children.

In front of her, the children only showed the innocence and carefreeness that they should have at their age.

Laughter and laughter surrounded my mother.

Wen Nian's eyes were gentle, listening to the children's laughter, watching the children running carefree, the corners of his lips smiled unconsciously.

One afternoon, I didn’t walk very far, went to Wangfujing Street to buy some supplements suitable for the elderly, and then took the bus back to the Kyoto Hotel.

"are you tired?"

Seeing the children sitting down on the sofa as soon as they returned to the restaurant, "Have a good rest, let's go out for dinner."

"Mom, isn't there a restaurant in the hotel?"

Jia Sheng looked at his mother, "You must be tired after walking for a long time, let's not go out to eat."

"Mom saw a roast duck restaurant near the hotel, let's eat roast duck tonight."

Wen Nian rubbed the head of the boss, "Don't worry, mom is not that delicate, this journey will not tire mom."

"Then we'll eat roast duck."

Jiaqing's eyes lit up when he heard what his mother said, "Mom, is the roast duck delicious?"

"I don't know. I heard from your aunt that it's delicious."

Wen Nian dotingly pulled his youngest son into his arms, "Whether it's delicious or not, we'll know if we taste it."

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At the same time, the compound writer.

In the afternoon, the father and son bid farewell to Wen Nian, mother and son, and went home, and told the old man and the old lady about the meeting with their mother and son in detail.

Hearing the ambiguous attitude of his granddaughter living away from home, the old man and the old lady were a little worried.

"That child, you should still be a little strange at home, right?"

Wen Zhou wiped the corners of his eyes choked with sobs, "I don't blame her, after all, after going through so many hardships, anyone will complain."

"Mom, don't think so."

Wen Qixing hurriedly comforted, "Niannian said it, she understands us, and she has no complaints."

"My son apologized to the child himself, and the child comforted me."

"As expected of a child of our Wen family, even after all that, he still thinks of us."

The old man of Civilization History changed the topic with emotion, "However, what are you going to do with this at home?"

(End of this chapter)