Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 1386

Dad is here?Ding Ermiao felt her heart heat up when she heard this, and quickly turned her head to look.

I saw an unshaven old man standing up from the crowd and walking hesitantly.

Ding Ermiao stared at the uncle closely, hoping to find some impression of his father in his memory.But even though it felt like déjà vu, I didn’t dare to confirm it.

After all, this is recognizing my father. What if I admit it wrongly? Wouldn’t it be a big joke?

"You are..., you are..." The uncle walked up to Ding Ermiao and looked at Ding Ermiao excitedly, not daring to recognize him.

"Excuse me, are you Ding Jiajun's father?" Ding Ermiao calmed down and asked.

"Yes, yes, Jiajun is my son." The uncle nodded, and then added: "He is my eldest son."

Ding Ermiao looked into the uncle's eyes and said word by word: "My name is... Ding Ermiao. Ding Jiajun is my eldest brother."

"Are you Ermiao??" The uncle's face suddenly turned red. He stretched out his hand to hold Ding Ermiao's shoulders and said, "Are you really Ermiao?"

Ding Ermiao smiled slightly, nodded, and said, "If your name is Ding Zhiming, then you are my dad."

"Yes, my name is Ding Zhiming, and I am your father!" Ding Zhiming hugged Ding Ermiao and shouted: "Son, you are finally back!"

The villagers gathered around and talked about the father and son.

Those who didn't know it felt very strange: "Who is Ding Ermiao? When did the Ding family have another son?"

Those who knew about it lamented: "Er Miao is finally back. This child is really lucky... It's great that he brought back such a beautiful girl. She seems to be his match."

Ding Ermiao gently pushed his father away and turned around to introduce him to Ji Xiaoxiao.

"Hello, Dad." Ji Xiaoxiao smiled and bowed slightly.

"This is your daughter-in-law, Ji Xiaoxiao." Ding Ermiao said to his father.

"Daughter-in-law? Okay, okay, okay." Ding Zhiming rubbed his hands excitedly and said incoherently: "Go home, go home and sit, go home and rest, walk around, let's talk about it when we go home..."

Ding Ermiao smiled, carrying the gift, and followed her father with Ji Xiaoxiao.

The villagers watched the excitement and followed them with cheers.

After just two steps, Ding Zhiming stopped again, pointed to the fellow villagers who were following him, and introduced Ding Ermiao: "This is your third uncle, and that over there is your fourth uncle. This is your Dongtou uncle." My uncle, that one is my second aunt... This old man is your eldest cousin, that one is your second cousin..."

The sixteen generations of the Ding family are single-handed, and there are no uncles or uncles.Moreover, Ding Ermiao's grandmother and mother are both surnamed Mu, so all the folks in the Mu Basin are relatives of the Ding family.The male is Ding Ermiao's uncle, uncle, cousin, or nephew, and the female is the aunt, aunt, cousin, cousin, or cousin.

Thinking of his cousin, Ding Ermiao glanced at the crowd and saw several young girls looking at Ji Xiaoxiao with envy and jealousy.

"Okay, okay, hello everyone, hehe..." Ding Ermiao grinned at the crowd like a ****.

There are so many relatives, more than the number of people in Maoshan Taoist Temple. For a moment, how can they be clearly distinguished?
Ding Ermiao was caught in the crowd and headed towards the west end of the village.

Seeing the embankment of the Crescent River, Ding Ermiao remembered that his home was just under the embankment, and it was the first home in the west end of the village.

Ding Ermiao's mother, Mu Cuizhen, had already received the news and was trotting toward the crowd, lifting her apron to wipe her tears as she walked.

"Mom..." Ding Ermiao saw her mother and recognized her at a glance. Her eyes turned red and she rushed forward and grabbed her hands.

"Er Miao, is it really you?" Mu Cuizhen looked at her son, who was a head taller than her, and burst into tears.

"Mom, it's me, I'm Ermiao." Ding Ermiao knelt down and cried, "I've made you... worried about me for so many years."

"Get up, get up!" Mu Cuizhen didn't know where the strength came from, and stretched out her hand to pull her son up, patted the dust on his knees, and said, "Go home, let's talk when we go home."

Ding Ermiao reached for Ji Xiaoxiao and introduced to her mother: "This is your daughter-in-law, Xiaoxiao."

"Hello, Mom." Ji Xiaoxiao bowed gracefully.

"Good boy, good boy..." Mu Cuizhen immediately gave up on her son, hugged one of Ji Xiaoxiao's arms, and laughed with tears streaming down her face: "What a good boy, let's go home and talk about it later."

It is not easy for rural people to find a wife.Mu Cuizhen could not be happy to see her son come back and bring back a heavenly daughter-in-law?
Ding Ermiao's eyes swept around and landed on a young man behind her mother, and she shouted: "Brother..."

"T-Er Miao..." Ding Jiajun walked up with some fear, took the gift from Ding Ermiao's hand, and stammered: "You, you are back?"

The year before last in the mountain city, at the construction site of Qianshui Homestead, Ding Jiajun recognized his relatives, but was scolded by Ding Ermiao, so he had a shadow in his heart, and at this time, he was still a little afraid of Ding Ermiao.

"Brother, I'm sorry about what happened the year before last. I'll tell you slowly after I get home." Ding Ermiao put his arm around his eldest brother's shoulders and whispered.

"Is that person really you?" Ding Jiajun was stunned for a moment, then grinned and said: "It's okay, it's okay, we are brothers."

Finally, Ding Ermiao finally entered the house.

The villagers were also very knowledgeable. After chatting for a while, they each took a cigarette and left.After all, it is not appropriate to reunite family members in their own homes.

However, Ding Ermiao's two biological uncles stayed behind.Two aunts and their cousin were cooking.

Ding Ermiao walked to the east gable and looked at the portrait of her grandfather on the wall with red eyes.

After a while, the food and wine were served, and the whole family was seated.Ding Ermiao and Ji Xiaoxiao sat at the VIP table at the east end, while the eldest brother Ding Jiajun sat at the lower end, pouring wine.

"Er Miao, how did you come here after all these years? Working or doing business?" Uncle Mu Hu asked after three glasses of wine.

In front of his family, Ding Ermiao couldn't lie, so he said: "I have been studying Taoism from my master, and I only came out of the mountain in the past two years. To put it bluntly, I am just a little Taoist priest, similar to the geography teacher in our hometown."

"How can a Taoist priest still marry a wife?" asked Ding Ermiao's cousin, the girl named Mu Lian.

"I am...a lay Taoist priest." Ding Ermiao grinned.

The eldest brother Ding Jiajun frowned and asked: "Brother, does it make money to be a Taoist priest?"

"Uh... I think I can make some money." Ding Ermiao smiled again.Ji Xiaoxiao, who was on the side, also pursed her lips and smiled.

"Is it more profitable than being a bricklayer?" Ding Jiajun asked again.

Ding Ermiao thought about it seriously and said, "It's about the same as a foreman of a bricklayer or a small foreman."

"That's great." Ding Jiajun became envious and said, "Mu Dabao in the village worked as a small contractor this year and earned 10,000+..."

Ji Xiaoxiao finally couldn't help it and said with a smile: "Brother, now that Ermiao is back, you two brothers can also form a construction team and go out to contract some projects."

"But there is no start-up capital." Ding Jiajun believed it, and said: "Take 20 workers out to work, and the advance payment will cost [-] yuan. I..."

Ding Ermiao touched Ji Xiaoxiao with her feet under the table, and then said: "Brother, let's talk about making money later. Celebrate the New Year with peace of mind."

Ding Jiajun then stopped talking and started to offer wine and food to everyone.

The family eats and drinks, and talks about family relationships.But during the middle of the drink, Ding Ermiao's two uncles were called away by phone.

Ding Ermiao's parents seemed to realize something, and a trace of uneasiness flashed across their faces.

(End of this chapter)