Early the next morning, the regimental leader took his deputy to the kitchen and sincerely stated to his mother his wish to go to the house early to reunite with his aunt and uncle. At that time, Fang Lianggang was still sleeping soundly in the bedroom, so the scene was very quiet and peaceful. Liu Shuxian was wearing an apron and frying dumplings.

, Hearing this, he turned around and smiled gently at the deputy commander, "They say that if the first day of the new year is not good, the whole year will not be good. What do you think about early winter?"

Chudong has no opinion, only praise. Auntie is really a god.

So the Fang family spent another ups and downs on the first day of the new year. In the evening, the eldest and second aunts, who knew that their eldest brother was going to reunite with his sister-in-law tomorrow, all said goodbye and went back to their own small homes, but they were quite reluctant to leave.

, especially the outgoing second aunt, who took advantage of the fact that she was still not satisfied after touching the face of her eldest nephew's boyfriend twice, so she made a date to meet again: "Fifteenth and second aunt will come to eat Lantern Festival with you!"

Why did Fang Zheng stay at home until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month and almost kowtowed to her second aunt? You are a god teammate TAT

On the second night without relatives, Fang Zheng and Meng Chudong naturally no longer need to live in the living room, but whether to live in the same bedroom or live separately is a dilemma for the two people. For the deputy group, although half of their buttocks have been exposed

, but it was unintentional after all, and it sounds nice to say it, and they feel sympathy for each other, and they can't help it, but if they take the initiative to sleep on the same bed, it really means a bit of a dog-to-man relationship. Fang Zheng is not as complicated as he thought, he just thinks that raising a child

The return of the bird is already a challenge to the limit, and now is not the time to irritate my parents' nerves.

As a result, the two of them were chatting in front of the bedroom door for a long time, and they were bumped into by Ms. Liu who was passing by. The two of them were immediately embarrassed and didn't know how to explain it. Ms. Liu glanced at them with disdain, passed them, and said gracefully

Leave, leaving only one sentence in the wind——

"What's the point of sweeping it? The uncooked rice has been boiled into mung bean porridge."

Xu Shi's mother's language had some magical power. That night, the rice and mung beans were peaceful and did not disturb each other, and they slept until dawn.

"I've vaccinated them."

On the way to my aunt's house, the group leader's mother said this.

Although they were comforted for the first time, Fang Zheng and Meng Chudong were still a little worried in their hearts. It wasn't until two hours later that Meng Chudong was dragged to the card table by his girlfriend's uncle...

The one at the top was an aunt with big waves, the next was an uncle with a gold chain, and the other was an aunt who was as beautiful as flowers. Three times in a row, Meng Chudong lit up the cannon without any duplicates. The atmosphere suddenly changed.

The relationship started to get heated, and my aunt, who had no interest in rubbing hemp at all but was forced to put it on the shelf every Chinese New Year, was overjoyed when she saw that there was a successor. When my aunt's son called from overseas in the evening, the aunt asked her again.

By the way, he introduced his nephew's boyfriend, and his well-informed son immediately sent his blessings to his sister-in-law. At this point, Xiaoniao finally had an ID card in the Fang family.

As of the sixth day of the lunar month, Meng Chudong had lost a total of RMB 780 in a four-bedroom apartment in the business district, and received a RMB 1,000 red envelope from relatives and elders for his new daughter-in-law, making an overall profit.

As of the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Meng Chudong had fought against a fierce man named Fang four times in a certain relocation house, winning one and losing twice. The boss did not explode, but Meng Chudong still gained a lot of experience, and in the last round of battle,

After all, the BOSS said that the operation was overloaded and that it needed to shut down the server for maintenance and fight again in the spring. He fought against Fang Rouyuan three times and won completely. The BOSS exploded things every time, but he was very stingy and only gave the material-a chrysanthemum.

At first, Fang Zheng and Meng Chudong regarded spending the fifteenth day of the first lunar month as a task, just like a full-level dungeon. It didn’t matter whether they liked it or not, they just had to do it. But when they actually ate the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, they thought about it the next day.

I was about to leave, but suddenly felt a little reluctant to leave.

However, regardless of your happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy, time still moves forward minute by minute, and the sixteenth day of the first lunar month arrives as scheduled.

Although they had accepted their fate, the group leader's parents were not so affectionate as to see each other off. To be precise, when Fang Zheng and Xiaoniao left, the group leader's mother only walked to the entrance and then waved goodbye to the two outside the door.

The eldest father didn't even leave the bedroom door at all. He only sent a message from the air: "Get out of here! Don't let me see you two idiots again before Labor Day!"

On the bus back, Fang Zheng was very excited. He didn't feel it at home. Now that he thought about it, the results of this Spring Festival battle completely exceeded expectations. The best outcome he imagined was to stay at home for a few days and then be kicked out.

Eating Lantern Festival on the 15th day of the first lunar month is just a beautiful vision. Who knew that the vision could be realized? This is just like spending one hundred Huaxia coins to draw a purple outfit in the lottery result, your sister! God really loves him TAT

Meng Chudong knew that Fang Zheng, who was sitting by the window, was digging at the back of the chair in front of him with his fingernails like a hyperactive child, rubbing his head against the glass next to him, and squinting his eyes with a silly smile from time to time. Meng Chudong knew that this guy was happy.

He yawned, leaned over gently, leaned against Fang Zheng and closed his eyes to rest.

Fang Zheng's body is very soft but not elastic. Just like this guy's character, he seems to have no temper. That's because you haven't touched his bottom. If you have, he will persist harder than anyone else.

"Hey," not even half a minute after I closed my eyes, someone hit me twice on the head, "Don't lean against me, it's hot."

The heater in the bus is on full blast.

Meng Chudong remained motionless and did not open his eyes.

The black string of the square zheng had no choice but to settle for the next best thing: "Then you get up first and I'll take off my down jacket."

Before the last word of the word "Li" was uttered, Bird, who had been pretending to be dead just now, started speaking cleanly, then blinked his eyes twice, full of expectation: "I'm ready, you can take it off."

For a moment, Fang Zheng wondered if her pronunciation of the word "down jacket" had stuck together so quickly that it sounded like "underwear."

After taking off his down jacket, Meng Chudong leaned over naturally. Fang Zheng rolled his eyes: "Five yuan a minute, do you hear me?"

Without the down jacket, the tactile feel of the fat paper has been further improved. Meng Chudong leaned firmly against it and sighed comfortably.

Fang Zheng had no idea. She turned around and looked at the face for a long time, sighing: "I used to think that my mother was sent by God to torture me, but now I see that God sent a duo..."

Meng Chudong still had his eyes closed, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised when he heard these words.

The captain's cushion was very nice, and Meng Chudong's consciousness gradually drifted away. Unfortunately, when he was about to fall asleep, the bus suddenly bumped, jolting him awake. He didn't move, still leaning on Fang Zheng and squinting.

My thoughts slowly became clearer, and the pictures of the past few days passed through my mind like a slideshow, and finally settled on the morning of farewell.

That was a few hours ago. Neither the Fang nor his son woke up. He also woke up from thirst. He washed his face and went to the kitchen to find water. He met Liu Shuxian who had also just woken up and was preparing to cook. He said good morning and took the

Shui Guan didn't know what to say. It seemed inappropriate to leave immediately, and it seemed awkward to stay in the kitchen. As a result, Liu Shuxian, who was wearing an apron, suddenly said: "You haven't told your family yet."

It wasn't a question, Liu Shuxian said it casually, as if she was saying "The weather is pretty good today."

But he just knew what she was asking.

Fang Zheng brought him back and told his family that he was my boyfriend, but he didn't do the same thing. He didn't even think about doing the same thing. Even now, he envied Fang Zheng's relationship with him.

Despite his parents' implicit acceptance, he still didn't think this could happen in his own family. Every family's situation was different. Just like Fang Zheng's tricking, he could only deal with a father like Fang Lianggang. It would be different if he changed the place or the person.

No. Since there is no hope of successful communication, why would he drag Fang Zheng back to suffer the consequences?

No answer is the default.

Surprisingly, Liu Shuxian didn't tease him for his silence, nor did she make any comments or ridicules as usual because she guessed correctly. The woman didn't even stop what she was doing, and continued to focus and carefully put the bean buns into the steamer, and then placed them in the steamer.

When he thought the topic was over, he said calmly: "In some aspects, you are actually not as good as my fat guy."

…

When Fang Zheng and Xiaoniao returned to the base, they were warmly welcomed by Fifth Brother Diamond's two younger brothers. Fifth Brother said he missed you so much, and Fang Zheng thought it was a polite word. Later, he turned on the computer and went to YY first, and the ghost server comrades came again.

Expressing his longing on the channel, Fang Zheng still felt that emotion took up most of it, until he opened Huaxia and clicked to log in——

[Private chat] Known as Xiaobailong: Me?

[Private chat] Zhan, Heijin: Me?

[Private Chat] Top of Mount Tai: Nurse?

[Private chat] Big H: Where are you?

[Private chat]……

The figure of the little nanny was still floating on the screen but was not in focus, and dozens of messages flooded the screen.

If you have breasts, you are a mother. When I went offline a few years ago, I was on a low-level wild map where space-time tunnels often appeared. There were no tunnels on the map at the moment. There were only a few monsters moving around, and they did not take the initiative to attack the nannies who were much higher level.

Not far away, a trumpet was killing monsters and leveling up. When he saw an extra person in front of him, he suddenly stopped and stopped operating.

Fang Zheng saw that the opponent was about to be scratched to death by the half-blood monster, so he kindly threw a moisturizer and passed over silently.

The trumpet with full health still didn't move. Fang Zheng was about to remind him when he saw a line of eye-catching red bold words scrolling from the top of the channel——

[Speaker] A little vest: Friendly reminder that the leader of the ghost server has breasts and is a mother!!!! Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Coordinates XX,XX!! Hurry!!!

Fang Zheng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly her heart felt hot.

It’s only after we’ve been apart for a long time that we realize how much we miss you... But you don’t have to spend money to buy a high-end speaker! If you have too much money, give it to me! I’ll let you know every time I’m online in the future, okay?

With the spread of Gaola, the desolate wilderness map was instantly overcrowded. It used to be so empty that you didn't know which direction the wind would blow, but now it's so tight that you don't know which direction the wind can blow.

[Current] Transparent glass: Idol, don’t move, come and take a photo!

[Current] Transparent Glass: Get out of the way! I took a screenshot and filled the screen with people, damn!

Hemaohe, I don’t know why people who are not photogenic like me are most bothered by taking photos together. TAT

[Current] Jingshui Immortal: Nanny, do you still remember me? Did I buy materials from you? Did you even build the Terracotta Warriors together?

Terracotta Warriors and Horses? That has to be traced back to the last century, okay?

[Current] Pian Ranxue Dao: They said that you led a dozen or so people in ghost uniforms and picked a full-level version! Is that true?

Drunk H, I'm sorry for you =_=

[Current] Fairy Huahua: I didn’t see it, nanny, back then I was just a waste of materials in Jingshui, but now I’ve become a great master, hahaha

There are no less than a hundred accounts, large and small, that have gradually gathered on the wild map, filling the screen like a full Go board. There are small accounts of ten or twenty levels, and large accounts of more than sixty levels, but
Chapter completed!