The Most Popular Comedian - Chapter 130

Rong Yuheng probably understood where his brother’s constipated expression came from these days.

He sighed, “I’ll give you the address of my home. Judging from the current situation, you probably need to come and apologize.”

Xun Guang is unclear, but it is rare to be well-behaved, “Also~ When should I come?”

Rong Yuheng is very hospitable, “Welcome anytime.”

Wen Zezhen suddenly poked him and pointed to the sky.

Rong Yuheng immediately reacted, “But it’s better not the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow we have to welcome me home.”

“No problem, then I’ll come over tomorrow.”

The phone hangs up.

A brief silence spread in the backyard… After a long while, Rong Yuheng turned to Wen Zexang, “Owner, do you want an exciting wedding or a secure wedding?”

Wen Zizhang, who was watching the whole process, understood his subtext, “I don’t want a wedding that suffers revenge.”

Rong Yuheng, “…”

It’s better to invite the white dumplings.

A day is spent leisurely.

There is no notice to run, Rong Yuheng only feels that the years are quiet.

In the evening, the sky was overcast. Rong Tianshen was still dealing with company affairs, leaving Rong Congyan to work overtime together.

The aunt is preparing dinner in the kitchen, and Rong Yuheng is nestling in the big swing in the backyard, and he and Wen Zhongyun are playing a video to watch his son Rong Mo.

Rong Mo’s nest was built in Wen Zezhen’s house, and it was not easy to carry. It has been Wen Zhongyun’s cub in Rua these days.

Rong Yuheng was a little embarrassed, but he obviously took it back by himself, but in the end it was handed over to the big white goose for most of the time.

“Why not wait for the day after tomorrow to discuss the marriage, shall we take the steamed bun back to my house?”

Wen Zhongyun’s smile on the other end of the video disappeared immediately, and he faintly held the fluffy hamster in his palm in a guardian manner, “No, no, no, Momo said that he likes the current life.”

Rong Yuheng’s eyes moved, as if he understood something.

“Then… I will trouble my uncle to take care of you for a while? Teacher Wen and I will take the time to come back to see you.”

Wen Zhongyun breathed a sigh of relief and returned to his smile, “Good goose, good goose~”

Rong Yuheng: Sure enough, old artists like plush.

After chatting for a while, the wind gradually started outside. Wen Zezhen walked out of the glass door and took Rong Yuheng into the house, “I just read the weather forecast. It is windy tonight. Don’t stay outside.”

Wen Zhongyun approached the camera and tilted his head to try to see Wen Zezong outside the screen. “Erze, you work hard at Xiaorong’s house, you know?”

When Rong Yuheng saw this, he directed the video to Wen Zezong’s face.

The latter was helpless, “Dad, I haven’t been lazy.”

Wen Zhongyun, “Yes, goose, goose, goose, goose~”

The three chatted for a few words, and Momo started to make a fuss. Wen Zhongyun quickly ended the conversation with Rong Yuheng and the others, and turned around to coax Xiao Momo.

Rong Yuheng put down his phone, “How do I feel that my uncle is really like taking a grandson?”

Wen Zexun teased his head, “This is the way for the elderly to relieve loneliness.”

“Then we will often come back to live in your house in the future-Oh, it’s a pity that I’m going to start school soon and I have to leave for more than three months.”

“When the time comes, I will accompany you.” Wen Zezhen said, “When your first semester is over, we will return to China and come back.”

Rong Yuheng hesitated.

He wants to spend more time with his family, and he believes Wen Zezhen is the same-otherwise he wouldn’t be living with Wen Zhongyun after so many years.

“Don’t think too much.” Wen Zezhen saw Rong Yuheng’s concerns and said, “Compared with being taken care of, parents are sometimes more worried about becoming the **** of their children. That’s why there are so many people who refuse to accept the old. You follow It’s good to live in the most comfortable way, so that they will feel more relaxed in their hearts.”

Rong Yuheng suddenly remembered the time that Rong Tianshen was hospitalized, and it was clearly time to take care of him, but in the end he kept driving him away.

His well-developed lacrimal glands were touched, and tears poured into his eyes instantly, rolling around, “Father’s love is like a mountain, and mother’s love is like a river!”

Wen Zezhen did not hesitate to praise his praise, “You are also a person with great rivers and mountains.”

After all, forty or fifty gold master fathers.

Rong Yuheng, “…”

After nine o’clock in the evening, Rong Congyan and Rong Tianshen returned home.

After a tiring day, both of them were exhausted physically and mentally, especially Rong Congyan, who looked like he was exhausted, and the whole person’s footsteps were erratic.

Rong Yuheng and Wen Zexang were nestled side by side on the sofa, gnawing on the buds. When they heard the door opening, they raised their heads and met the Rong family father and son who had returned from their hard work.

The corners of their mouths are still hung with scum, and their eyes are wide and round, as if they were caught stealing a bag.

For a while, the atmosphere in the entire living room solidified.

Rong Yuheng & Wen Zexang: It’s over, I feel like a prodigal son who is sitting in the air.

Rong Tianshen & Rong Congyan: …how come you have more and more husbands? It’s outrageous.

In the end, Rong Congyan broke the silence, and he waved his hand, “What kind of expression do you have, you are just eating roots at your own home, and we won’t say anything about you.”

Wen Zetong wiped his mouth restrainedly, “Thank you, brother-in-law.”

Rong Yuheng is grateful for the kindness and kindness of the people in Rong Congyan. He thinks that Xunguang will visit his house tomorrow, so he kindly reminds him, “Brother, you go back upstairs and take a shower first?”

Rong Congyan, “Tomorrow is the weekend, no need to go to the company, I will wash it tomorrow morning.”

“Would you like to wash it now?”

“Why? I washed it this morning, and it will be the same tomorrow.”

Rong Yuheng paused, then hummed softly, “…I’m afraid it’s too late~”

Rong Congyan, “?”

Is there a problem with Little Scallop’s brain again?

…

In the early morning of the next day, when the first rays of sunlight shone into the backyard of the Rong family, where the spring blossoms bloomed, Rong Yuheng opened his eyes on his soft big bed.

Because Xunguang was coming to apologize today, he held down the restless warm feeder with great self-control last night, and did not climb the steep autumn mountain.

Wen Zezhen was quite dissatisfied with this, “If it hadn’t been for Xunguang, I would have held a grudge.”

Rong Yuheng, “You seem to be extra tolerant to Xunguang?”

Wen Zezhen, “After all, he is the **** of autumn mountains and should be respected.”

Rong Yuheng understood in an instant, this was in line with Wen Zezong’s logic.

…

At this moment, he got up early, and as soon as he moved, Wen Zezhen, who was lying next to him, opened his eyes.

Wen Zezheng’s voice was a bit of laziness and hoarseness that was unique to when he first woke up in the morning, showing a bit sexy, “Get up so early?”

“It’s almost eight o’clock.” Rong Yuheng said and hurriedly got out of bed, fearing that he could not hold it back, and counterattacked Wen Zezong.

Upon seeing this, Wen Zexuan also got up neatly, put on his clothes and took the initiative to take care of the quilt.

In the first two decades of his life, he has always maintained the habit of getting up early, not only for work reasons, but also to maintain a self-disciplined work and rest.

But after feeling sleepy with Rong Yuheng, Wen Zetong felt that his bottom line was falling apart. Not only did he not want to get up early, but he even wanted to keep people sleepy all day long.

“Zizai, I think my current state is that the spring night is going to rise in a short period of time, and the king will not come early from then on.”

Rong Yuheng reminded euphemistically, “Now even if you get up early, you don’t seem to have anything to go up.”

Wen Zezong, a person in the light circle, “…”

Stop Liao, how can there be rua cubs in the Shang Dynasty?

At the same time, the gate of Rong’s family.

Two figures, one large and one small, stood opposite each other, looking at each other.

Wen Qin was originally expected to arrive home the next day, but he did not expect that the wind direction suddenly changed yesterday, and there was a strong wind. It seemed like a godly help that she got home a day earlier.

At this moment, she looked at the little dumpling carrying a bunch of branches in front of her, and couldn’t help but twist her eyebrows slightly…

This little girl, there is always a familiar breath between her eyebrows and eyes, like her little baby.

Xunguang carried the small branch that was incriminating, embarrassed so much that his toes plunged into the ground under the lawn.

Mommy… This seems to be Rong Go’s mom! The dog Ronggo lied to me!

In the silence of more than ten seconds, Wen Qin spoke first.

“You look a lot like someone I know.”

Xunguang is unknown, so it’s just an ancient way to strike up a conversation.

Wen Qin stared at the faint sand sculpture air between her eyebrows, thoughtfully, “I heard that my son is getting married a few days ago. His dad said he is pregnant. If I don’t come back to discuss the marriage, I guess the children will be married. born.”

A subtle feeling suddenly appeared in Xun Guang’s heart…

Not to mention how much Rong Yuheng’s pregnancy and Shansheng’s settings are, she always feels that Wenqin’s gaze has become more loving.

Before he could stop Wenqin’s thinking divergence, Xun Guang was suddenly caught by the former’s arm, and his whole person was lifted away!

Xunguang’s pupils quaked instantly, “Aaa…Auntie!?”

“Don’t call me Auntie.” Wen Qin hugged the little Xunguang into his arms, his eyes soft as if he was holding a cub, “Call me mother-in-law.”

Xun Guang was first shocked by Wenqin’s arm strength, and then he was stunned by the phrase “mother-in-law”—

Wen Qin actually thought she was a child born by Rong Yuheng within three days!

And this setting is absurd no matter which part of it is intercepted separately! !

“Auntie, I am not…”

“Why not? Look at these eyes, they look more like our Ronggo baby~” Wen Qin finished speaking, and directly held Xun Guang with his arm rest and kicked open the Rong family’s door.

boom,

“My mother, you’re back–!”

“…”

The twigs behind Xunguang hadn’t tightened, and now accompanied by the sound of footsteps approaching in the Rong family’s mansion, they all fell on the noble and clean marble floor.

Xun Guang: I really want to find a beautiful place to die.

Rong Yuheng happened to be downstairs when he heard the movement, and he was the first to rush to the scene of the crime.

As soon as he looked up, his pores were expanded by the magical scene in front of him——

Damn it! His mother came back early!

Damn it! His mother is still carrying Xunguang!

Damn it! Xun Guang is still sitting on his mommy’s elbow! !

Wen Qin saw Rong Yuheng and immediately rushed forward in two steps with joy, and the branches behind Xunguang “cracked” scattered all over the floor.

“Baby~ Do you want to be numb?”

Probably traveling around the world to exercise Wenqin’s arm strength, she actually hugged the sluggish Rong Yuheng into her arms while holding Xunguang!

Rong Yuheng, “…think.”

Help, Xun Guang’s knees are touching his armpits.

Xunguang is sandwiched between the mother and son who have reunited after a long time, and his upper body is high into the air.

She even crossed the top of the two tightly nestled heads below, and met Wen Zezong who was three meters away.

Wen Zezheng:…………

After half a minute, another panic-stricken footstep sounded.

Rong Tianshen and Rong Congyan rushed down the stairs together, and the whole picture in the living room was like a scroll gradually unfolding before their eyes…

After seeing everything in front of them, they were almost shocked to an end!

I only saw Wenqin and Rong Yuheng embracing mother and child in a hug, and a little girl stood between them. The girl was expressionless and there was no expression in her eyes.

Rong Tianshen’s pupils shrank, Wen Qin raised the spirit behind?

Rong Congyan knew Xunguang, but this did not prevent him from having a violent tremor, and even the shock he received was more than Rong Tianshen.

“Why are you here?”

Xun Guang looked at Rong Congyan, his eyes murmured, “I’m looking for you.”

Rong Tianshen’s expression suddenly became even more suspicious: The spirit behind his ex-wife’s rear came to his eldest son!

Rong Yuheng heard the movement behind him and quickly got out of Wenqin’s embrace. As soon as he turned his head, he saw the expressions of three men with different thoughts, “…”

Rong Yuheng suffocated.

He took the lead in suggesting Wenqin, “Ma Ma, do you want to put Xun Guang down.”

Wen Qin obediently put down the already numb Xunguang, and wiped her head with joy, “Oh~ my granddaughter is called Wen Xunguang.”

Rong Yuheng was tired, “No, that’s not your granddaughter.”

Wen Qin said, “Impossible, your belly is deflated, which means that the child has been born. And you see, this child is much like you between his brows and eyes.”

Wen Zezhen glanced at the same sand sculpture breath between Xun Guang and Rong Yuheng’s eyebrows, and it was difficult to disagree for a while.

Rong Tianshen really looked down on this farce. He raised his hand and slapped the solid wood staircase handrail with a “bang”.

Wen Qin immediately choked with him, “Why am I messing around? You said that the baby is pregnant, so I should come back soon.”

“I didn’t do it for—” Rong Tianshen said here, and then turned his head to “hum”.

Wen Qin probe, “for what?”

Rong Tianshen, “In order to promote the smooth progress of the marriage.”

Smell the piano is very meaningful, “Oh~~”

Rong Tianshen, “…”

This hateful woman, heh heh! ! !

During the quarrel between the two, Rong Yuheng had already retracted to Wen Zezong’s side. Xun Guang was about to follow him, and suddenly received Wen Zezheng’s eyes looking at the light bulb.

She was silent for two seconds, and then rubbed against Rong Congyan, who was the only one present.

When it was near, Rong Congyan said blankly, “That’s right, kid, you will be registered with my household account when you come.”

Xunguang bowed his head and pinched his clothes, “I’m here to apologize to you.”

Rong Congyan lowered his head and glanced at her, his expression relaxed a little, “Then what about your apology?”

Xunguang paused and pointed to the branches scattered all the way from the gate to the top of the stairs, “My apology has been scattered all over the place.”

“…”

“If you don’t mind, you can pick them up again.”

Rong Congyan was in a complicated mood: He was obviously the person who was apologized, but he felt humble for a moment.

…

Wen Qin and Rong Tianshen fought for twenty minutes, during which time Rong Congyan and Xun Guang had already started to pick up branches together, as if they were picnics in nature.

Rong Yuheng was about to turn his head and go back to sleep, Wen Zezheng suddenly pulled him and said, “My aunt is back, shouldn’t we plan to discuss the wedding?”

“When will it be convenient for Uncle.” Rong Yuheng thought for a while, “Why don’t you ask him now?”

“also.”

The phone dialed, and it took half a minute to be picked up.

The battle between Wenqin and Rong Tianshen in the living room has already turned to how the wind-powered swing can be constructed to maximize its effectiveness. Xun Guang and Rong Congyan held branches as fencing and fought back and forth in front of them…

Before Wen Zezhen had time to speak, he heard Wen Zhongyun’s joyful voice coming from the receiver, “What are you doing over there, it’s so lively~”

“Rongrong’s mother came back early.” Wen Zezhen said, “Dad, see when you are free, our two families…”

“Eh! So it just happened to be celebrating today, isn’t it?”

“nor……”

“Then dad will come to you now with the steamed bun, goose ha ha ha ha ～”

Beep, beep, beep… the phone was hung up quickly.

——I didn’t listen to Wen Zezong at all!

Wen Zezheng stared at the busy phone, feeling complicated for a while.

Rong Yuheng clasped his head over, “What did uncle say?”

Wen Zezheng stared at the jokes in the living room. For some reason, a cold joke that Rong Yuheng told a long time ago suddenly appeared in his mind.

“He said he was coming to swim.”

A small question mark appeared on Rong Yuheng’s head, “Where to swim, my house? My house doesn’t have an outdoor swimming pool.”

Wen Zezheng opened his arms when he heard the words, as if he took the entire living room into his chest.

He glanced at Rong Yuheng lovingly…but looking closely, there was a trace of self-deprecation in this loving kindness.

“You are so stupid, of course you came to swim in our sea of ​​joy.”

The author has something to say: Big White Goose: I’m here, Ulla——!

Wen Zezheng & Rong Yuheng: …Help.