Zongman: I accidentally picked up a JK

dinner.

After dinner, it was no longer like lunch. All the relatives who needed to go back home returned. Some people flew from Xinjiang to Shengjing just to see the future princess.

The cohesion of the Tang family is far beyond what ordinary people think, and there is no stereotype in literary works. There are many relatives, but few of them send gifts to the princes and consorts.

Their idea is that if there is a need, they will do their best as long as you tell them. If there is no need, it is not necessary and will only be troublesome if they are not direct relatives.

The Tang family has been like this for generations, and this is a good idea, otherwise there would not be enough space for the gifts on the return journey.

However, the biggest stereotype is Mingyou.

"Dad, doesn't our family have any activities described in novels?"

"I think you look active."

Li Qinghe was accompanied by his daughters-in-law in the inner room, so Tang Chengshun could do whatever he wanted.

“I am indeed active.”

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Tang Chengshun noticed that his son was driving.

The fact that father and son get along like brothers has nothing to do with their experiences. It's probably because they grew up together and it's their personalities.

"Dad, do we really not have those 2D activities in our family? I see other big families celebrating when they have a future daughter-in-law or son-in-law."

"Isn't daytime enough?"

"It's all human."

"What do you want, you bastard?"

"A fireworks display. We didn't get to see that in Japan."

"You're having a fireworks display in the middle of winter?"

Two hours later——

"Thank you uncle for preparing it for us!" / "Thank you grandpa!"

The family watched the fireworks in the yard.

"You're welcome. It's my job to make the kids happy. I would have prepared something for you even if that brat wasn't there."

Tang Chengshun’s arrogance is confirmed.

The fireworks were gorgeous and beautiful, lighting up the winter night in the yard. Of course, they were developed by the Tang family themselves.

Li Qinghe was also in the yard, wearing a coat and sitting with her husband.

"You have a heart."

"Wife, who am I, you see?"

"I don't see you preparing it for me."

"I can't find any fireworks that can bloom in front of my wife. They are not as beautiful as you."

“Eh——these in-laws are so cheesy.

It's mine, so it's okay."

The parents' love is displayed vigorously in front of their children.

"How old are you? Are you in good shape?"

Li Qinghe's tone of disdain reveals joy.

This couple has always been like this.

Seeing this, Yang Nai and the others also wanted to show off, and their eyes stayed on Ming You.

"The beauty of fireworks is fleeting, which makes me cherish the eternity around me."

Would Mingyou be afraid of this when he is serious?

"My son is really good at talking! By the way, son, think of another poem about fireworks!"

Look at how well Li Qinghe handles it. His son is indifferent to fame and fortune and doesn't say that it is his own creation. So he just goes along with what his son says and will never forget it.

"My mom is so nice"

I have to say something for such a good mother.

"The east wind blows thousands of flowers into the night... No, I've used it before."

I just said this to Professor Zheng in class.

"My son's words are enough. Why would anything else be needed?" Li Qinghe once again provided emotional value.

"The artistic conception of Mingyou's words would be difficult to surpass." Manari gave an objective evaluation.

"Yeah, Daiyou is so awesome."

"Mingyou is well-known in the University of Tokyo for his literary talent,"

"Dad is the best!"

The other three are subjective. In their eyes, whatever Mingyou does is the best.

Tang Chengshun silently glanced at Mingyou who was being spun in circles to provide emotional value.

He can't compare with his son in this respect. His son is really popular with women.

But all the fireworks are not as good as Li Qinghe in his eyes.

It was a normal school day.

Tang Chengshun, who had not yet confirmed whether he would become the crown prince, went to school as usual and went to welcome the new students as a representative.

Then, it was love at first sight. It was normal. The other party was the eldest princess of the Tang Dynasty. It would be strange if he didn't fall in love with her.

But Tang Chengshun was brave enough to express his love, even though he was the last person to be brave. He could like any woman, even if she was not a woman, and it would not cause a stir like his next move.

After the New Tang Dynasty, the two sides had less contact. The more this kind of environment, the more it highlights that Tang Chengshun is unprecedented and will never be surpassed.

"Princess, do you have the courage to break with tradition?"

"Hmm?" Li Qinghe was a little more unruly at that time. "Tang Chengshun, what do you mean?"

"I like you."

"Um?!"

“Mmmmm!”

Afterwards, many people had the above reaction.

Tang Chengshun, how dare he openly confess his love to the person he shouldn't have confessed to in public?

Everything that happened later proved that Tang Chengshun was not blinded by love, and he could really give everything for true love. He quickly became the next head of the family, quickly fell in love with Li Qinghe, and calmly solved a series of problems that followed.

Only they knew how Tang Chengshun coped with pressure from multiple parties with ease, and how outstanding Tang Chengshun was as the King of National Security. He was so outstanding that he far surpassed his father Tang Lichen, and could even be compared with several ancestors who left their names in history besides Tang Minzhu.

But his ambition was limited to a wife, children and a warm bed. The current situation was enough, and there was no need to go further. Even Tang Minzhu did not say that the family should seek expansion in a short period of time.

However, his son's current choice made him work a little harder. Even if it was for the sake of his wife's happiness, he had to make sure Mingyou could marry those girls without any negative public opinion until he met everyone's expectations.

Tang Chengshun is so hidden that even Mingyou cannot detect him.

"What are you thinking about?" Li Qinghe turned around and glanced at her husband.

"Think about what to do tomorrow." Tang Chengshun collected his thoughts.

"Dad, can we rent the beach? It's available in the second dimension."

"You're going to the beach in December? Besides, how can ordinary people rent out the whole beach? Are you showing off your wealth?"

“That’s true.”

I've thought about the tourist area, private waters should be fine.

The next day, the family showed up at the beach in Dongsi Province, and Tang Chengshun could only borrow a hundred meters of coastline because that was all the family had.

Fortunately, there was no one else around, so everyone could freely choose their favorite swimsuits.

"My mother looks like my sister, doesn't she?"

Objectively speaking, none of the girls in Mingyou can compare to Li Qinghe, even though Li Qinghe is five months pregnant.

"Oh! Son! So handsome! Can mom touch your muscles? Oh! So handsome! My son is handsome again!"

She was letting herself go and didn’t show any sign of fatigue after the long flight. She was just like a girl chasing a star, except the star was her own son.

Tang Chengshun was tickled again, but he had to admit that his son's body was a foul, and calling it a work of art was an insult. Because art can be viewed and purchased, but Mingyou's body seemed to have divinity, to the extent that Chaomei would bow down to him at a glance.

Mingyou seems to have evolved again.

However, no matter how much this god evolves, he is still just a plaything for girls.

Today we make an exception and can add Li Qinghe.

"Whose body does this brat belong to?

It seems like she is my wife, so it’s okay.”

Only Tang Chengshun could fully understand Li Qinghe's perfect figure.

This feeling was very youthful and reminded him of the time when he was tied to the bed by Li Qinghe.

Although he is not completely powerless in middle age, fatigue is inevitable, otherwise he would have gone to the sea to play with his children long ago.