Although I know that Liu Chunlai is not married yet.

This time I came back because of this.

Yang Aiqun really wanted to see He Lishuang's reaction.

However, He Lishuang sat in front.

The driver is the most embarrassing.

On the way here, he heard the topic of discussion between the old man and the old lady.

The woman next to her is probably Liu Chunlai's wife.

That's nervous, don't mention it.

It drove very slowly along the way.

The truck, which is usually extremely wild, doesn't dare to scold the car in front of me, and also slows down.

All the cars around are from Liu Chunlai.

Maybe someone will be offended.

Then, don't think about making money here.

"Chunlai, Uncle Fuwang and Aunt Aiqun are back."

Liu Chunlai was looking at the plan for the equipment renovation project of the automobile factory. Liu Jiuwa rushed in directly without knocking on the door.

He looked excited.

"Come back if you come back..."

"Miss He is back, with a boy about three years old..."

“…”

Liu Chunlai instantly petrified.

Panicked.

Fuck.

Really?

Miss He can’t even tell whether a rooster lays eggs or a hen lays eggs?

It was only one night at the beginning.

Fuck!

She did it on purpose.

I'm afraid I've calculated the days and got into my room.

A top student, it's so terrible.

"Spring comes, spring comes?"

Seeing Liu Chunlai in a daze, Liu Jiuwa hurriedly reminded him.

Chunlai has a son.

This is a happy thing to celebrate.

A few days ago, my parents urged me to get married and gave birth, and all the problems were solved.

"Brother Jiu, you go out first, I want to be quiet."

Liu Chunlai didn't know how to face it.

Whether it is He Lishuang or his son.

If it is just He Lishuang, it is easier.

But son...

"Brother, it's not me who said you! I used to have no children, how many women were around you, nothing... But now, my son is so old that he came to me and I miss other women..."

Only Liu Jiuwa dares to say this to Liu Chun.

People are strong if they have no desires.

Brother Jiu is just a terrible person.

Whatever spring calls you, you will do.

I don't ask for promotion or wealth.

Everything is based on Liu Chunlai's interests.

Liu Chunlai was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

The old jokes are now used by Liu Jiuwa, and they are quite appropriate.

"Also, Song Yao, you're afraid..."

"roll!"

Liu Chunlai is now annoyed.

It’s not about He Lishuang’s intention to send the child back.

Domestic education is definitely not as good as the United States.

After living in the United States for a few years, how can I adapt when I come back?

In the two lives, I was fifty or sixty years old, and suddenly I had a son...

Need to be responsible...

"Xiaoju, you are getting younger and younger."

"Brother Dachun, you are so red and have any happy events?"

"Zhiqiang, you have gained a lot of weight..."

He Lishuang greeted the people around her heart with a hearty look.

Almost everyone in the brigade knew her.

Similarly, she knows most.

"Okay, didn't you say you wanted to go to the mountain to see it? It's getting late, it's dark early in winter... When the time comes, you'll have to take a plane for dozens of hours..."

Yang Aiqun drove away the people who ran out to see He Lishuang.

Pull her to Yanshan Temple on the top of the mountain.

"Ma Yang, where is the tomb of the Eighth Zuzu? I want to go and see it."

He Lishuang's words made Yang Aiqun and Liu Xue stunned.

She just came back.

What are you doing at Mr. Liu Ba’s grave?

"If I hadn't had the Eighth Patriarch's suggestions before, many things would have been so easy for me to figure out..."

He Lishuang explained.

This made Yang Aiqun even more confused.

Master Liu Ba's suggestions?

He Lishuang didn't come here many times.

"It's in the valley above."

Liu Xue understood a little.

I guess he was not the Eighth Patriarch at the beginning, so He Lishuang couldn't do these things, and wouldn't even go abroad suddenly.

Immediately took He Lishuang to Liu Ba's grave.

"Hey, this grave has risen so much?"

Liu Xue looked at the grave and exclaimed.

"It's rising every year, but it's rising very much this year... Everyone is saying that this is related to the prosperity of the Liu family."

Yang Aiqun looked at the grave that was much taller, with a complicated expression.

The ancestors of the Liu family have been here for hundreds of years.

Never encountered such a thing.

The ancestral tomb is not on the mountain either.

Mr. Liu Ba’s grave has been rising from the second year of his burial.

You know, this place was originally just a sand pit.

"No way?"
To be continued...