Reborn peasant spicy daughter-in-law

Chapter 1046 Thousands of words are no match for a word of love

"Because I'm naturally beautiful." He said something as if he was having a hard time, his eyes were full of charm, "Honey, do you miss me very much?"

After finishing speaking, Gong Junliang's tears fell on the other party's shoulders - a man did not flick his tears lightly, but they did not reach the point of sadness, but this time, they were tears of excitement and tears of happiness.

It's great that his Yuqin is not dead.

"Junliang, I'm sorry..." Yan Yuqin was infected by his sadness, and reached out to touch his strong back, her eyes were red, and they would never be separated again.

"Dad, are you back?" Gong Fan hugged a football and pushed open the door, and saw the figure hugging in the room, his eyes widened, "Mom!"

He threw down the football in his hand and ran over, throwing himself into the opponent's arms joyfully, big teardrops fell instantly, Gong Fan rubbed his itchy eyes - could it be that he was dreaming?Why is mom showing up at home?
Yan Yuqin struggled to hold her son in her arms, and said with emotion, "Oh, my mother can't even hold Xiaofan when he grows up."

"Mom, mom." Gong Fan didn't care if she could hug her or not, he directly hugged her body tightly, using both hands and feet, as if his mother would disappear if he didn't do so.

"Okay, your mother just came back, don't tire her out." Gong Junliang pulled his son off, helped Yan Yuqin to sit beside him, Gong Fan followed closely, and lay happily in his mother's arms.

"Did you eat anything on the way? Are you hungry?"

"Yeah." She didn't eat anything at the bar, and after crossing over, she hurried on her way and went to the factory, except for eating a piece of bread at Qinsanga, her stomach was really empty.

Originally, when she came back today, she should buy something delicious to celebrate, but Gong Junliang was afraid that she would be hungry and he couldn't come out for too long, so he said, "I'll go to the cafeteria to bring you something to eat."

"Okay." With her husband by her side, she felt comfortable. Yan Yuqin talked about a few favorite dishes, and then looked down at the little guy in her arms. The son grew up a lot than when she left, and his face became more handsome. , couldn't help reaching out and rubbing it.

Gong Fan let her be bullied by her demon claws, and looked at him beautifully, "Mom, you won't leave again, will you?"

Yan Yuqin touched his prickly head, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Well, Mom will always be with you... When I'm not around, will Xiaofan be obedient?"

"En." Gong Fan nodded.

"Is father good?" Yan Yuqin's face moved closer, "Is there any aunt he gets closer to?"

I have "passed away" for so many years, doesn't Gong Junliang want to find someone to continue the string?

"Have."

Yan Yuqin's eyes widened and her heart tightened, "Who?"

"Aunt Qin." Gong Fan rolled his eyes and thought for a while, "We often go to Aunt Qin's house for dinner, and the food she cooks is the best in the factory." Having said that, he moved closer to Yan Yuqin's ear, "It's human Kind of dumb."

"..." No wonder Qin Sang knew so much about their family.

Qin Sang: ...

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On the construction site of the clubhouse, Mo Zhanhao and Cui Zhonglei fought for an hour with a safety helmet on his head, but the other party still didn't let go.

"We can't build this roof, it's too difficult." Cui Zhonglei shook his head, "And the time is so fast..."

"Add another [-], and find a few more people." After all, it was still a matter of money, Mo Zhanhao looked at him firmly after finishing speaking, "Any questions?"

Cui Zhonglei just shook his head, "No more."

"..."

After dragging his exhausted body back to the place where he lived, Mo Zhanhao rubbed the space between his brows, and saw a figure standing in front of the door, his heart flinched suddenly, and finally he lifted his feet and walked over, trying to suppress his voice, "What are you doing here?"

He didn't want to be angry, and he had no reason to be angry, but he managed to bury his emotions and concentrate on his work, but she came to disturb his mind again, which made Mo Zhanhao feel scared.

He was afraid of losing again and again, afraid of the feeling of empty joy.

"I'm sorry." Song Wanyu took a few steps forward, frowned and said, "If I don't do that, you will still get hurt..."

Under the dim light, she noticed that he seemed to have lost a lot of weight, and there were bruises under his eyes, and even the leather shoes were covered with mud. She was instantly distressed, and the butterfly-like eyelashes cast a shadow, and even some crystal tears could be seen Light.

Mo Zhanhao turned his eyes away, turned around and took out the key to open the door, "Go back quickly, we are not suitable." As soon as he finished speaking, he felt two arms wrapped around his waist, and a thin body leaned against him.

"Without a token, I can still wait for you." She didn't want to hurt him, but if she didn't do this, she would definitely lose more freedom. Song Wanyu tightened her arms, "I promised, I will definitely do it."

Mo Zhanhao raised his head lightly. The closed door in front of him seemed to indicate their future. There was no key to open it. He gently clenched his fist by his side, "Your family will not Admit mine."

"What about you? Are you going to give up?" She drove him away that day, not to hit him, but to protect him.

"Wanyu, you're also afraid." He could sense the trembling of the other party's hands, and could sense that she was also afraid of the power of the Song family, and she knew in her heart that he would not be able to defeat the Song family.

"...Are you going to give up?" She asked again, but the other party didn't answer, Song Wanyu slowly let go of the other party's body, the neighbor's voice, the child's crying, and the sound of the TV next door could be heard , but Mo Zhanhao could not hear the voice in his heart.

She felt that she was already proactive and brave enough, but the other party seemed to be used to retreating, which made Song Wanyu feel a little powerless.

However, in Mo Zhanhao's heart, he really felt that he was not worthy of her. She was fraternal, confident, and radiant, but he couldn't even protect his closest relatives. He knew that the fire would burn him, but he was still like a bird. Pounced on it like an inconspicuous moth... He was afraid of causing trouble to her.

Mo Zhanhao opened the door, wanting to lock himself inside, but the moment he closed the door, he regretted it again, turned around and opened the door, the white figure was still standing there, motionless.

"I used to think that it would be easy to give up, except for you." He found a hundred and a thousand reasons to persuade himself not to see Wanyu again, but they were all defeated by a sentence of liking.

(End of this chapter)