Boss, your three little ancestors are back

Seeing her mother from a distance, Wen Shiwan was stunned subconsciously, thinking to herself, why is she back?

Don't you say you can't come back?

While he was stunned, he heard the familiar complaining voice of a woman.

"Shiwan, why are you still standing there? Didn't you see that your mother and I are carrying so many things in my hands? I don't know how to come and help!"

Wen Shiwan suddenly came to her senses. When she went downstairs, Wen Daomin had already taken a step forward and took the initiative to take the suitcase in Yun Shiyao's hand.

Yun Shiyao glanced at Wen Daomin, with an obvious look of disgust in her eyes.

He quickly turned his attention to his daughter who had just walked downstairs.

Her high heels clicked crisply on the floor. She walked up to Wen Shiwan and took off her hat and sunglasses to reveal her face.

In such a face-to-face comparison, the appearance of mother and daughter is almost carved from the same mold. They are both beautiful beauties. In addition, Yun Shiyao takes good care of herself, so they look no different from sisters.

Yun Shiyao stepped forward and looked at Wen Shiwan carefully for several seconds.

Wen Shiwan also raised her head and looked directly into her mother's eyes calmly.

Snapped!

Suddenly a crisp voice sounded, Wen Shiwan tilted her head, and five red fingerprints appeared on her face.

"Wen Shiwan, you damn girl are so brave, aren't you? You actually dare to threaten me with marriage? Did your mother let you threaten me like this when I gave birth to you and raised you to this age?"

Yun Shiyao's eyebrows were frowned coldly, her eyes seemed to be burning, because her hand was so heavy, her own palms were a little burning.

Wen Shiwan was caught off guard and was a little confused!

After she came to her senses, she secretly took a breath, raised her head and looked at her mother, but her eyes were firm, and she said word by word: "I'm just informing you, you don't have to come back!"

Snapped!

Another slap came down, and Yun Shiyao angrily scolded: "I'm your mother! Who cares about you if I don't care about you? Do you rely on your useless father? Do you know how much money I can earn from a class in a foreign institution?" Do you know what I sacrificed in order to come back and take care of your nonsense?"

But the more Wen Shiwan listened, the more she wanted to laugh. She straightened her back again, but louder and louder, "I told you, you don't have to come back! No one insists that you take on the responsibility of a mother. Anyway, you have always done it since you were a child. You hate being a mother, don’t you? Then you can leave, it’s not impossible for me to only have a father!”

"You!" Yun Shiyao raised her hand angrily again.

Wen Shiwan sneered this time, raised her chin with cold and sharp eyes, "Come on, hit! Anyway, apart from hitting people and cursing them, what else can you do?"

Yun Shiyao's hand couldn't fall down.

She stared closely at her daughter's brows and saw the resentment that had accumulated over the years in her eyes.

But what is puzzling is that no matter how strict he was in the past, his daughter never resisted.

She hasn't been back for the New Year for only three years. Has her daughter become so sharp-tongued?

My heart felt like it was pinched hard by a big hand.

Yun Shiyao felt a little unsteady on her feet and slowly lowered her raised hand.

Wen Shiwan breathed a sigh of relief, looked at her hand and said, "Even if we are mother and daughter, we respect each other."

Yun Shiyao gritted her teeth, closed her eyes slightly, and managed to hold back the breath.

Then, she suddenly changed the topic, "I heard that you recently developed an antidote to a poison that has no cure?"

Wen Shiwan did not deny it, "Yes."

Yun Shiyao calmed down her anger slightly, nodded slightly, and finally gave her approval: "You have done a decent good deed. You must work hard and flourish in the medical field. Don't be like your father, who is just a medical doctor in the end." The principal of the college!"

As soon as these words came out, Wen Daomin frowned and looked at her with dissatisfaction.

"Mom, can you speak more nicely?" Wen Shiwan also retorted, not understanding why she was so aggressive.

Seeing that the father and daughter were in agreement, Yun Shiyao sneered, "What, the truth isn't being told anymore?"

She looked at Wen Daomin with burning eyes, with a bit of disgust, "You have been just a principal for so many years. Tell me, what progress have you made? Have I belittled you?"

Although Wen Daomin was a little angry, he turned his head away and found it difficult to refute.

Yun Shiyao snorted coldly and looked at her daughter again.

"Are you in love?"

Wen Shiwan was a little embarrassed when the topic came to her own affairs, but she nodded, "Yes."

Yun Shiyao took a careful look at her daughter, then suddenly raised her hand to help her straighten the rolled-up collar, patted off the non-existent dust on it, and said seriously: "You are not young now, it is time for you to fall in love. , Mom, I don’t have any opinion on this matter. As for who your romantic partner is, I’m going to catch up on the jet lag first, and we’ll have dinner together later, and then we’ll have a good talk about this matter.”

After saying that, Yun Shiyao turned around, took back her suitcase from Wen Daomin, and then took the suitcase upstairs.

She chose a guest room, walked in, and closed the door.

"dad……"

Wen Shiwan walked up to her father at this time, with a bit of heartache in her eyes, and comforted him: "Dad, don't listen to mom's nonsense, she just has a poisonous mouth. In my heart, you are already very good, really! You know I have been there since I was a child. When I go to university and others know that my father is the president of a university, how much do they envy me?"

Wen Daomin was originally depressed, but his expression improved a little when he heard his daughter comfort him.

"Good boy..." He touched the soft hair beside his daughter's ear and said in a warm voice, "Don't worry, Dad is fine. He has gotten used to it over the years! Dad doesn't care about these comments."

"But I'm going out to buy new year's goods soon. Do you want to come with me?"

Wen Daomin suppressed all the emotions in his heart and forced out a smile.

Wen Shiwan thought her father was really fine and shook her head, "I won't go. I have to hold an online conference later."

"Okay, then I'll go out first."

Wen Daomin smiled, turned around and walked into the wind and snow alone, his gray figure slightly stooped.

Sometimes time passes by imperceptibly. If a person appears in front of you every day, people will not feel his aging.

But if we don't see each other for a few years, the change will be particularly strong.

Yun Shiyao stood at the window on the second floor, watching her husband's retreating figure. She saw that there were a few strands of white hair growing on the back of his head and his back was slightly stooped. He no longer looked as high-spirited as when he was young.

Yun Shiyao squinted her eyes, her expression a little complicated.

Quickly close the curtains and never look at his figure again.

She took off her coat and went to sleep to get jet-lagged.

At night, Yun Shiyao finally woke up, put away her makeup, and walked downstairs meticulously again.

Just in time to see Wen Daomin coming out of the kitchen carrying dishes, while Wen Shiwan was helping next to him.

Seeing her mother coming downstairs, Wen Shiwan subconsciously greeted her, "Mom, let's eat."