Transmigrated to Twenty Years Ago and Adopted Myself

    When Ji Linqiu returned to the wedding scene, a large number of relatives and friends from Kuangye were parking one after another.

    The live band is already in the warm-up show, and the chipmunks in doll costumes dance in circles with balloons.

    Wedding really reflects the character of the planner.

    Jiang Wang came out after a while, deliberately staggered the time of his appearance, and answered a phone call from the Sufeng Group.

    The promotion time of QR code will be further accelerated, and the company is already looking for domestic manufacturers of customized code scanning guns.

    As the main planner, he is responsible for connecting the internal operation process of the company and making a corresponding system for the use of new tools with reference to multiple opinions.

    This fact is nothing compared to the high-intensity, high-stress work I used to do in real estate.

    After answering the phone, Jiang Wang walked back to Ji Linqiu to listen to what he was chatting with his friends.

    “So when we were in class, we usually…”

    Jiang Wang looked at the first button he fastened, and poured a glass of ice wine on the side: "The sun is so hot today, and Teacher Ji is too dressed."

    Friends were quickly distracted: "Yes, are you not hot?"

    "It's okay," Ji Linqiu said with a light smile: "I didn't dare to let such students in again when the class was opened later."

    Everyone's attention turned back to the chat content, and the gossip was very active.

    Ji Linqiu hid out of the crowd and glanced at Jiang Wang without a trace.

    The latter pretends to be looking at the scenery.

    The wedding was held as scheduled, and the bride was carried by her father under the attention of everyone. The two exchanged vows and rings together, and stood kissing between the unicorn and the rainbow.

    This banquet was really lively, relaxed and happy. It could be said that the guests and the host enjoyed themselves.

    The food is exquisite and delicious, the band is very good at tune, and there are always people spinning and dancing in the center of the venue, the atmosphere is very good.

    Jiang Wang sat aside and watched quietly, unconsciously thinking about what style they would choose in the future.

    Compared to the previous wedding in a small county, there was no suffocating questioning, no crying children, and the elderly were calm and gentle.

    Abandoning all the world and sophistication, only retaining the fiery and pure side, but it seems more real.

    After watching for a long time, he dared to reach out and touch the future and marriage.

    After toasting a round of wine, the bride changed into a little gold dress like daisy flowers, and gradually chatted with her friends, holding champagne in one hand, and went to the stage to sing loudly.

     Kuang Ye couldn't help but feel happy when he saw her. After listening to the bride's singing "Sweet Honey", he also asked for a mic, and went on stage to sing "You're Marrying Me Today", but he was out of tune, When a love song is sung, it is like a ghost crying and wolf howling, and everyone in the audience can laugh.

    Ji Linqiu drank a bowl of chicken and mushroom soup, and then realized that Jiang Wang had answered the phone again, and was a little distracted for a while.

    He couldn't help thinking, if they came to this day, how many relatives, friends and guests would come to congratulate, and what the situation would be like.

    Just as he was thinking about it, Duan Zhao came over and smiled narrowly.

    "It's very romantic."

    It took a few seconds for Ji Linqiu to realize that he was talking about himself, and subconsciously asked, Duan Zhao twisted his head and motioned him to look at his neck.

    He just remembered that the sun was too hot in the afternoon, and he didn't know when to untie his collar.

    There was a blush on the collarbone, a little punchy.

    …Jiang Wang, this bastard.

    "It's also strange, there are mosquitoes after the Chinese New Year." Ji Linqiu smiled lightly: "Let's open, it's too hot today."

    Duan Zhao reacted that he was thinking too much, and smiled a little apologetically: "Come, come, have a durian cake, the master they found is really good."

    As the New Year is approaching, the temperature begins to drop violently after several sunny days.

    The first day was too hot to wear a T-shirt and beach shorts, but the next day everyone was frozen into grandchildren, and at night when the doors and windows were closed, you could hear the gust of wind whining .

    The market finally began to decorate various Chinese knots and golden red New Year pictures, and some people in the community organized old people to cut paper and paste the window grilles.

    On the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, on the occasion of the new year, Du Wenjuan arrived in Yuhan on time with her luggage.

    If Jiang Wang hadn't found a nanny confinement in advance, she would have had a very difficult year.

      It also hurts.

    With two more professionals, it is much better.

    Du Wenjuan knows she owes her family too much, so she intends to take advantage of the separation from her daughter to spend a good year with them.

    A small suitcase did not contain much of her clothes, most of which were books and gifts bought for the three of them, as well as sausages and bacon that she had dried by herself.

     Braised chicken with sauce goose and the like, wait until Yuhan to make fresh ones, they must be delicious.

    The day before her mother came, Jiang Wang deliberately carried the child from top to bottom to wash it clean, and rubbed out a lot of mud.

    Jiang Wangdu began to wonder: "Don't you take a bath every day?? How do you usually wash??"

    The child took the initiative to signal: "Boil the water, rinse it once, wipe the bubbles, rinse it again, and dry it!"

    "—Yes! Rub it! It's for you to rub your neck and arms, not to wash your hair and belly!"

    The two packed up and went to the station to pick them up. They were in a good mood when they saw Du Wenjuan.

    The child was shy and embarrassed before, but when he saw his mother, he rushed over: "Mom—"

    Jiang Wang stood where he was, watching them embrace each other with a faint smile.

    After holding her son, Du Wenjuan took the initiative to walk to her distant brother who had always been alone for the New Year. She opened her arms and said, "Come, let's hold one too."

    The man showed a stunned expression, but he also hugged him, and said with a green expression: "Let's go, the room at home has been tidied up."

    This season, the Linqiu family stayed in Yuhan for the New Year, and they didn't go back to the mountains to see the cleanliness. They were happy to be clean.

    It just so happened that Jiang Wang and the others also gathered here, and the two families were reunited.

    Du Wenjuan's room not only has a terrace, but also a small flower pot, which is planted with a sunflower that Peng Xingwang planted alone.

    It has not yet bloomed, but the small green buds are very tall and vibrant.

    Du Wenjuan put her luggage away, took out her pickled New Year's goods to find where the refrigerator is, and by the way, to see what ingredients can make a big meal.

    Peng Xingwang walked around with her like a fart, and his eyes were always smiling when he spoke.

    Jiang Wang briefly introduced the layout of the house and gave her a key card.

    "I have to go to the company in the afternoon to check the situation, so I won't accompany you."

    "Okay, you're busy," Du Wenjuan said quickly: "If you don't come back for dinner at night, just send a text message."

    "Hmm."

    Jiang Wang put on his coat and was about to go out. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Peng Jiahui with his right hand ready to ring the doorbell.

    "Hey, Mr. Jiang is back?"

    Preparing a robot model and a new schoolbag for her son, she was very enthusiastic when she saw Jiang Wang: "We haven't seen you for a long time, how are you?"

    Jiang Wang was stunned for a few seconds, seeing him for the first time and didn't know what to say.

    Peng Xingwang just ran over to get the plastic bag, and when he saw his father standing at the door, he was stunned and said dumbly, "Dad, are you here?"

    Peng Jiahui hasn't reacted yet. I don't know why my son is stunned. He deliberately shook the schoolbag and gifts he bought for him: "Dad just came back from Shenzhen, take a look at this, do you like it?"

    Peng Xingwang was crying neither laughing nor laughing at the moment, he didn't even dare to pick up what he sent, and looked at Jiang Wang with a face full of help.

    Jiang Wang has never been so glad that he is not himself now.

    "Xingxing? Why did the man with a garbage bag disappear?" Du Wenjuan came out of the kitchen with a green onion, wiped her hands with her apron, and said, "If you can't find it—"

    Then stood still, unable to speak.

    The four of them are very embarrassed at the moment.

    Peng Jiahui hadn't seen his ex-wife for several years. When he saw her, he even thought of how young she looked when he first got married, and he became dumb and speechless.

    Jiang Wang was the first to react: "I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you..."

    "It's me who said the apology," Peng Jiahui hurriedly put his things on their shoe cabinet and stepped back: "Then I'll come to accompany Xingxing another day, you busy first?"

    Du Wenjuan forced a smile: "Would you like to come in and sit?"

    Peng Xingwang didn't hear that this was a polite remark, so he conditioned his father to get a pair of shoe covers.

    Peng Jiahui has no face to come in, but his son has already put the shoe covers in his hands, so he can only bite the bullet and come in.

    "Okay, I haven't seen the stars for a long time, let's accompany him together, it's good."

    Jiang Wang originally wanted to go to the company to give red envelopes to the employees, but when he turned his head, the child already had the expression of 'brother, save me', he sighed deeply, took out his mobile phone and gave it to the secretary Send a message and say that you will come back tomorrow.

    A family of four sat down one after another in the living room, and even the air seemed to be frozen here.

    Silence, silence is the Yangtze River Bridge tonight.

    In fact, the family seems to have not sat together for most of their lives.

    Peng Xingwang is only nine years old, four years is half a lifetime for him.

    For Jiang Wang, he would never see his parents again in this life, let alone sit under the same roof with them.

    Whether it was a young Peng Xingwang or a young Jiang Wang, they had imagined this scene countless times.

    But when this scene really happened, it was indescribably stiff.

    At this moment, Peng Xingwang did not expect this to happen at all, so he said after a long time, "I have the final result, and I got 95 points in the English test!"

    Du Wenjuan was still a little dazed. First she snorted, then she remembered that she did not praise the child, and hurriedly said: "English is so good, it must be very hard to study normally?"

    Peng Jiahui originally wanted to compliment, but she never thought that she had said all the words, and she couldn't speak. She sat passively on the sofa, and it felt inappropriate no matter how she sat.

    Jiang Wang saw that Peng Jiahui's buttocks moved almost twenty times in one minute, and coughed lightly. As Peng Xingwang's current surrogate parent, he took the initiative to talk about his current situation.

    "The child is very good in math now, but his language foundation is not good. We are also helping to make up for it, and we will definitely improve a lot in the future."

    He talked about the experimental elementary school he is currently studying, and said that he and the little girl who could play the piano were talking about the clusters of sunflowers that had not bloomed.

    Du Wenjuan and Peng Jiahui completely missed this child's two years, they were very fascinated and chatted with the child from time to time.

    Jiang Wang felt relieved and bitter at the same time.

    He would actually become such a character.

    Can let parents who have been divorced for many years sit together calmly and listen to the new life that they had when they were young.

    Looks right.

    He should be part of the family and should talk to them more.

    It doesn't seem right.

    He doesn't seem to be sitting here, talking about the growth of the child in the past two years like a parent meeting.

    This reunion should have more to say.

    His dad should have gone to apologize to his mom.

    You shouldn't yell at her, beat her, stop drinking sober, miss the whole marriage, and the whole life with your son.

    His mother should have apologized to Xingwang.

    But now, Jiang Wang is maintaining the topic with a gentle and polite smile.

    Du Wenjuan and Peng Jiahui did not dare to look at each other the whole time, let alone talk to each other.

    Jiang Wang and Peng Xingwang were sitting between them. At this moment, it only felt like they were sitting in the middle of the cliff and the coast, with a blank space behind them.

    Jiang Wang exchanged glances with the child as he lowered his head to drink water.

    They suddenly communicated for a moment.

    It was the parents in front of them who betrayed them.

    The two escaped the life of having this child in exchange for respite in life and long-term freedom.

    But now it is the two of them who feel the sense of endless betrayal.

    To be close to my mother is to openly reject and resent my father.

    To be close to my father is to ignore my mother's pain over the years.

    Sit in the middle, but can't make anyone smile.

    Dilemma, speechless.

    During the chat, the secretary sent several messages over, asking him if something happened and if he needed help.

    Jiang Wang wanted to find a reason to bring Peng Xingwang to the company for a moment, and it was ridiculous to want to keep him here and let his parents hug him more.

    Jiang Wang couldn't figure it out at this moment.

    Does he want Xingwang to get this hug, or not?

    Peng Jiahui finally sat at Jiang Wang's house for less than 40 minutes. After chatting briefly for a while, he said something was wrong, and he will come again next time.

    Before leaving, he finally made up his mind to look at his ex-wife and bowed deeply in front of his son.

    "I was sorry to you."

    "I'm really sorry."

    "I just hope...you and your son will be happy in the future, and also, say a Happy New Year in advance."

    Peng Xingwang spent the first half of the journey annoyed at how he gave his father a shoe cover, and listened to the three of them chatting uneasily.

    The moment Dad suddenly apologized, his eyes were red again, and he was reluctant to leave Dad.

    You adults are too much, why do you do this?

    It would be great if everyone I love could live happily together forever...