Adoption relationship

On this day, Zhang Jianan came home from get off work. Normally, Xiang Weiding always opened the door ahead of time at this time. When he arrived at the door today, the door was still closed. Zhang Jianan was a little puzzled. Could it be that his son is not at home?

Taking out the key and opening the door, Zhang Jianan saw a tall and unfamiliar figure leaning against the kitchen door before he walked in. Because this person was facing the kitchen and his back was facing the door, Zhang Jianan couldn't see his face.

Who is this person?

In Bingqing City, Zhang Jianan has no relatives, almost no friends, only a few colleagues in the company, so there are almost no guests at home.

The visitor didn't hear the sound of the door opening, and didn't notice Zhang Jian'an. At this moment, he spoke to the kitchen and accused: "Hey, Xiang Weiding, is this your way of hospitality? You should invite me first Sit down on the sofa in the living room, and make me a cup of tea?" The words were accusations, but there was joy in his tone.

"Go away, go away." Xiang Weiding shouted coldly, pushed the person away, came out of the kitchen, saw that Zhang Jianan had already opened the door, and was a little annoyed that he didn't open the door early today, and said: "You are back ah!"

"Well, I'm back." Zhang Jianan took the key out of the keyhole, entered the room and closed the door, then looked at the guest who was about to turn around and asked, "Hehe, who is this, your classmate?"

"I don't know." Xiang Weiding rolled his eyes uniquely.

"Uncle Zhang, you still look so young. You haven't changed at all. I don't think it's appropriate to call you Uncle Zhang anymore. It's better to call you Brother." The guest turned around and saw Zhang Jian'an. The posture rushed towards Zhang Jianan.

Uncle Zhang?

Zhang Jianan was very puzzled. The tone of this person seemed to be very familiar to him. After carefully looking at the person's appearance, he was also a little familiar, but Zhang Jianan still didn't know who this person was. Before he finished his doubts, he raised his foot to Weiding , The guest who rushed towards Zhang Jianan slammed down on the sofa with a very exaggerated and fake posture.

"Uncle Zhang, look at Wei Ding, he is bullying me..." The tall guest was lying on the sofa in the posture of falling down, with a handsome and handsome face intentionally showing a very pitiful and extremely wronged expression.

"...uh, you are... you are..."

Zhang Jian'an was a little confused. The guest addressed him and spoke like a person, but...the person has been away for several years, and there has been no news.

"I'm Weitao, Jiang Weitao, Uncle Zhang, how could you forget me!" The guest's expression was very sad and aggrieved, but his eyes were full of joyful smiles that could hardly be contained.

"Weitao? Jiang Weitao?" Zhang Jianan exclaimed in surprise, looking him up and down. In his eyes, Jiang Weitao, who was thirteen or fourteen years old, was always shy and wary of everyone. Zhang Jian'an couldn't believe it, turned to look at his son, and asked, "He... is really Wei Tao?"

"It seems to be." Xiang Weiding frowned and glanced at Jiang Weitao, his tone was not very good.

"Oh, they've grown so big."

Zhang Jian'an knew that his son said so, so he was sure. He was really surprised. He walked up to Jiang Weitao, looked around, and after a long while, he said "tsk tsk" twice, and said, "It's been almost five years in a blink of an eye. I really can't recognize him." Yes, you were much shorter than Weiding when you left, but now you are not shorter than Weiding, you have grown taller, and your body has recovered."

"Look at this body, it's really strong, no worse than Weiding." Zhang Jianan patted Jiang Weitao's shoulder, then squeezed it around, sighing authentically.

"Hehe, yes! When I went to the street with you, Uncle Zhang, it was less than your shoulder height." Jiang Weitao smiled brightly, then stood up, and turned around showing off like a child who wants to be praised by his parents , said: "Look, I have grown taller now? I am taller than Uncle Zhang."

"Well, taller, taller, taller, grown up, you and Wei Ding are almost adults." Zhang Jianan said with a smile, his face full of relief.

"Xiang Weiding and I have grown up, but Uncle Zhang is still so young, as if he hasn't changed." Jiang Weitao said sweet words.

"When you grow up, I'm going to be old. How can I be young!" Zhang Jian'an said with a smile, and pulled Jiang Weitao to sit on the sofa together, and asked: "When your father said that he would send you abroad, you have been abroad in the past few years. ?"

"Well, abroad." Jiang Weitao nodded, and said apologetically, "I haven't returned to China for the past few years, and it's inconvenient to contact you, Uncle Zhang, don't blame me for not being heard after I left. You and Xiang Weiding..."

"Hehe, it's not strange, as long as you live well, it's not a big problem to contact or not." Zhang Jianan shook his hand not minding, and asked with concern: "How have you been doing these past few years? Uncle Zhang Ah, I'm just worried that a child like you will not live well outside."

Zhang Jianan's down-to-earth concern made Jiang Weitao's eyes red in an instant. If he was a child a few years ago, maybe he would be so emotional that he couldn't help crying, but... now he is no longer the child he used to be, and he doesn't want to show it anymore. His own fragile side can no longer be vulnerable, so he quickly avoided Zhang Jianan's sight and turned his head to look out the window.

After a few seconds, Jiang Weitao chuckled vaguely, and replied softly, "Okay, I'm doing well, Uncle Zhang, don't worry, I'm not that kid anymore, I'm taller than you now!"

Seeing that Jiang Weitao was a little sad, Zhang Jianan patted his hand, then put his arm around Jiang Weitao's shoulder and patted him on the back comfortingly, and said: "Don't worry, Uncle Zhang, you are an adult, I believe you can do well take care."

Jiang Weitao quickly calmed down his emotions, raised his smiling face again, grabbed Zhang Jianan's hand, and said with a grin: "Uncle Zhang took care of me for so long, now that I have grown up, I can not only take care of myself, but also when I grow up , I can still take care of Uncle Zhang!"

"Hehe, that's good, uncle will wait for you to get rich!" Zhang Jian'an was very heart-warming when he heard Jiang Weitao's words. Although these were just verbal words and may not be fulfilled, it also means that the child in those days now knows how to repay his kindness!

Xiang Weiding, who was on the side, listened to the conversation between the two, and his heart rushed into his head. He stepped forward and opened Jiang Weitao's hand, took Zhang Jian'an's hand, glared at Jiang Weitao coldly and said, "Who wants you to meddle in other people's business?" ?He has me to take care of."

"Xiang Weiding, you can't be so fierce, right?" Xiang Weiding's hands are not so strong, and Jiang Weitao's hands were all red. He rubbed them and said angrily: "Uncle Zhang also said that you have grown up. I think you are the same as back then... I am not trying to rob Uncle Zhang from you, I just want to treat Uncle Zhang well."

"Hehe, Wei Ding, you have to treat Wei Tao better, you haven't seen each other for a few years." Zhang Jian'an watched the two older children fighting and smiled and narrowed his eyes.

Knowing that Zhang Jianan didn't mean to blame himself, Xiang Weiding snorted at Jiang Weitao and said, "You said you wanted to see him, but now that you see him, you should go back." He pointed to the door and said, "No .”