【Lou Cheng】Clear tea and wine

Little Ruan leaned on her shoulder: "What do you want to eat every night? Dad will make it for you today."

"I want to eat..." Tomorrow wrinkled her face and thought about it for a long time, and finally pouted and said, "I want to eat whatever papa makes..."

"There are only three of us, and we can't eat so many dishes. What do you want to eat the most?" Mingcheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and nodded tomorrow's nose.

"Hmm..." I will continue to struggle tomorrow, tilt my head and think for a long time, and finally make a decision: "I want to eat fish."

"Okay," Mingcheng couldn't help laughing when he saw his expression of being happy because he could eat fish while being disappointed because he couldn't eat other things, and said with a little emotion: "You are different from your father in this point." Similarly, people who love fish are smart."

"Papa, when will father come back?" Ask him tomorrow: "Auntie said that as long as I behave well every day, father will come back soon. I have been reciting the book well these days, will father come back soon?"

"Well, yes." Mingcheng pinched his face: "Your father has always wanted to see you, and if he finishes his work, he will wish to fly back to find you."

"Does father have wings? Can he fly back like a bird?" Asked tomorrow, shaking his hands up and down.

"If your father had wings, he would be inseparable." Ming Jing saw the father and son chatting happily as soon as he entered the room, and couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled: "Besides, he is so heavy, how can he fly?"

"Is father fat?" Tomorrow, Ding Jing's words attracted his attention, and he drew a circle with his two small arms: "Are you so fat?"

"Sister, don't tease him, he should take it seriously." Mingcheng was also amused by tomorrow, and he explained to tomorrow seriously: "Your father is a strong alpha, with wider shoulders and a bigger chest than dad's. It is thicker, and the bones and muscles are stronger, so it looks fatter than Dad." Seeing that he still didn't understand tomorrow, he gestured with his hands: "Your father is probably so much taller than me, and his shoulders are about It's so wide..."

Mingcheng explained to tomorrow for a long time, but tomorrow was still stupid and unclear, so Mingcheng gave up, and only asked him to wait patiently for Minglou to come back.

Mingcheng and Mingjing took Tomorrow to play for a while, and then told him some interesting stories about Minglou's childhood. Before he knew it, more than half of the afternoon had passed. Mingcheng did the math and it was time to make dinner, so let Tomorrow Playing around by himself, he went to the kitchen to cook with Ah Xiang.

I don’t know if the thoughts of tomorrow have finally reached the heavens. Minglou, who successfully created the illusion that he was killed by patriotic radicals in Shanghai, finally arrived at the small village he had been thinking about for four years on this day.

The village is small but quiet and peaceful. There is a forest outside the entrance of the village, and farmland is far away, and there is a small river flowing beside it, which is a bit like the homeland painted by Mingcheng.When Minglou reached the village, he let the person who saw him leave, and walked slowly through the village lit up with smoke everywhere, chickens crowing and dogs barking, children's laughter and mother's reproaches came in from time to time. In his ears, his cold and numb heart seemed to be slowly regaining its vitality.

He walked up to a person who was sitting at the door of his house enjoying the shade, and politely asked him where Ming's family lived.

The man was stunned for a moment, then enthusiastically pointed him to a house in the distance.

Minglou thanked him and walked away towards the house.

The man shook the cattail fan in his hand, nodded thoughtfully, thinking that this is Mingjing's younger brother, Mingcheng's husband Minglou.Sure enough, he is a good-looking talent, and after only a few words to him, the elite temperament of an alpha who is naturally superior to others has already been unintentionally displayed to the fullest.The man raised his eyes and thought for a while, what is this called, yes, it is not a level.

Ming Lou stood in front of the house, but hesitated for a long time.He never thought that he would still be nervous after experiencing so many life and death brinks.

He took a deep breath, then made up his mind and pushed the door open.

The elegant courtyard gradually appeared from behind the door, but Minglou didn't seem to see it.

His eyes were fixed on the child not far in front of him,

The blood in his whole body seemed to be boiling, and his heart was beating violently.

Every cell in his body was telling him that it was his child!

Among other things, just those innocent deer-like eyes that are exactly the same as Mingcheng's are enough to convince Minglou of his own judgment.

He stood there, but didn't know what to say, and the joy swept over him more strongly than he expected.

Tomorrow, looking at this uncle whom he had never seen before, he felt a strange sense of familiarity, but that uncle kept staring at him, which made him very shy, so he turned and ran to the kitchen, grabbed Mingcheng's clothes and dragged him out.

"Tiantian, what's the matter with you, I'm still busy..."

Mingcheng was handling the fish, his hands were covered with fish scales, he stumbled into the yard dragged by tomorrow, he was about to scold him, but he raised his head but lost his voice for a moment.

Old and thin.

Mingcheng stared blankly at Minglou in front of him, his eyes turned red unconsciously.

"Acheng..."

After four years, the familiar voice that had been engraved into his bones finally called his name again. Mingcheng wiped the corners of his tears welling eyes with the back of his hand. Even though there were thousands of words in his heart, what did he feel when he saw someone at this moment? Needless to say,

Because he must have known.

He flashed a bright smile and said:

"Brother, let's go into the house and prepare to eat."

Minglou looked at Mingcheng and said to the child: "Tiantian, do you still remember what I taught your father to say when he came back?"

It turned out that he really called tomorrow.

Minglou's chest was filled with a sourness called happiness. Looking up at him tomorrow, he showed a sweet smile, and said to him in a child's soft voice: "papa, Bienvenueàlamaison." (Father, Welcome home.)

Minglou squatted down and opened his arms towards tomorrow.

Blood relationship is probably such a wonderful thing. Tomorrow, who has always been very afraid of life, went up without hesitation and hugged Minglou's neck with his small hands, snuggling into his arms.

Minglou hugged the soft tomorrow with one hand, kissed the top of his soft hair, and wrapped Mingcheng with the other hand, not caring whether the fish scales on his hand would stain his clothes, it was as tight as a hand He strangled to the marrow.

After four years of hard work, it was only at this moment that he really knew that they were really still there, that they had really survived.They finally survived the war-torn years, and finally they no longer have to pretend, and can live a peaceful life like normal people.

Ming Jing stood at the door and looked at the family they hugged each other tightly, smiling and weeping non-stop, Ah Xiang tried to persuade her, but at the same time she cried so much that she couldn't understand.

Home is a place where no one can do without, and Minglou came back to fill in that vacant corner, making everyone's hearts finally complete.

Tomorrow, I don't know why everyone is crying. He thought it might be pain somewhere in his body.He stretched out his hand and tried hard to wipe Mingcheng's tears, while pouting and blowing Mingcheng's eyes: "papa don't cry, blowing on it won't hurt anymore."

Ming Jing explained to him that these were tears of joy, and everyone didn't feel pain.Tomorrow, I still don't quite understand why I am crying when I am happy.

But he forgot about it after a while, because Mingcheng said that he could eat whatever he wanted tonight.Tomorrow I happily kissed Minglou, it must be because my father was back and my father was happy to let him have a good time.

For a moment, Minglou felt that he had seen an angel, and he refused to let go of this soft and milky dumpling.

Tomorrow also likes to be hugged by Minglou, and inexplicably accepts this father who has never met before without any precaution. He likes the smell of Minglou's body, which makes him feel at ease.Minglou's shoulders are broad and thick, not like Mingcheng's bones that would rest on him from time to time, they are very warm and secure, so tomorrow I will lie on Minglou's shoulders and follow him to watch Mingcheng cook together.

Later tomorrow was even happier, because Uncle Mingtai came back with Aunt Jinyun.Uncle Mingtai was beaten by his father as soon as he came back, because when he saw his father, he exclaimed like he had seen a ghost, how could he be so thin.Tomorrow, he felt that his father was not skinny, but much fatter than his father. He felt that Uncle Mingtai must be joking, and told his father not to be angry, and then his father really stopped being angry, and even smiled at him.

Every time Uncle Mingtai came, he would bring him some interesting things. Last time it was a music box, this time it was a bear doll. It was so fluffy that tomorrow he couldn't put it down, and he had to put it down when it was time to eat.

Although Mingcheng loves tomorrow very much, he also has very strict requirements on him. From the age of one tomorrow, he sleeps alone, and when he knows how to hold chopsticks, let him sit on his seat and eat well, and teach him every day Some French and Russian or ask him to recite some simple poems.

Minglou just came back and didn't know Mingcheng's rules. From time to time, he would pick up some distant dishes for tomorrow. He was so scared that tomorrow would look at Mingcheng from time to time for fear that he would get angry. Mingcheng couldn't help laughing at his flattered appearance, seriously He said to him, "You can eat the food that your father puts in, and you can ask him to put whatever you want."

Minglou laughed when he heard what he said, and brought Mingcheng a plate full of food.

Mingtai let out a ghostly cry, first he covered his eyes and teased, then he hugged Cheng Jinyun, who was chatting with Mingjing next to him, and slapped Cheng Jinyun on the face, Cheng Jinyun was startled, and slapped him, blushing like an apple .Mingtai wailed exaggeratedly while sneaking a triumphant glance at Minglou, but Minglou leaned over and kissed tomorrow, and looked back at Mingtai triumphantly.

Take a look at these two brothers