It was almost seven o'clock when the two of them returned home after shopping at the supermarket.

When Miyazawa was cooking in the kitchen with an apron on, Wenrou had to help by his side, chatting with him for a few words. She felt that she did not have that much free time.

While working, seeing Wenrou chatting with him behind him, the smile on Miyazawa's face never stopped.

Just now in the supermarket, she said he was clingy, but it turned out that she was also a clingy person.

"Miyazawa, you cook ribs better than me, you are quite good."

"Thank you for the compliment, Professor Wen."

With her hands folded over her chest, she looked at the food in Miyazawa's pot. When she heard him call her Professor Wen, she gently twisted her waist and bumped him with her butt to show her response to his words "Professor Wen".

Being with Miyazawa, Wenrou seemed to have returned to the time before she was ten years old, when her mother was still alive.

At that time, she was still very lively.

At half past seven, three dishes and a soup for two people were ready. Wenrou took the dishes to the restaurant and set the table for them.

The house of more than 200 square meters is very large. It used to be empty and deserted, but now it is filled with the smell of fireworks, the aroma of food, and the sound of him and Wenrou talking and chatting.

Although the two got along very well and their relationship was closer than in the previous few days, when they returned to their rooms to rest at night, they resumed their relationship as friends, one like the left and the other like the right, and went back to their respective rooms.

The emotional heat is still a little off.

What happened last night was just a momentary impulse between adult men and women.

Sitting on the bed, holding a book in her hand, she was gentle but could not concentrate on reading.

"Was I dreaming last night? Nothing happened between Miyazawa and me?"

Putting the book down, Wenrou had to start reviewing what happened last night. Otherwise, why would the two of them suddenly break up so cleanly today?

They are husband and wife, he had said as much this morning.

She looked back at the sheets and quilt covers on her bed. She had clearly taken them off and replaced them with new ones in the morning. She remembered the feeling last night very clearly. After all, it was her first time.

At the same time, in Miyazawa's room across the street, Miyazawa was also lost in thought with his arms folded across his chest.

He was more clear-headed than Wenrou. The layer of window paper between them had not been completely broken, so they were still a little embarrassed to each other.

It seems that I still need to find an opportunity to make this matter clear.

Since you have been destined to get a marriage certificate and are already together, you should live your life openly. Don't be awkward, which will only waste time.

I don’t know what Wenrou is thinking, but Gong Ze thinks very clearly. He has decided that Wenrou will be his life forever.

The two of them spent a few days together like this, and on Saturday, Miyazawa took Wenrou back home for dinner.

"Aze, Rourou, you're back, come in quickly."

"Sister-in-law."

"Sister-in-law."

Wenrou used to call Gong Ze "Auntie" to her sister-in-law, but now that she and Gong Ze are married, the way she addresses them has changed as well.

"Aze."

"Aze."

"Rourou."

"Rourou."

They entered the house tenderly, and the family members greeted them with smiles on their faces. Although Miyazawa's parents were old, they were still in good shape and looked very young.

"This is the girl from the Wen family. She is so pretty and lovable." When the old lady saw Wenrou, she liked her very much and held her tightly, refusing to let go.

The old man said at the side: "This girl from the Wen family is very promising. She is engaged in research."

The old lady held Wenrou's hand, reluctant to let go and said, "I asked Aze to bring you back earlier, but he kept saying he was busy. Today I finally got to see you in person. It's great. You two look so well matched."

She thought that she would not be able to see Miyazawa get married and have children before she passed away, and perhaps her youngest son would live out his life alone.

In the end, God blessed Aze and helped him find his true love and get married.

From then on, he had a family like everyone else and was no longer alone.

The old lady loved her so much that she held her hand gently and kept talking to her. Although the old lady was old, she still followed Miyazawa and called her "Mom".

And holding the old lady's hand, she felt gentle and warm, a feeling she hadn't had in a long, long time.

She thought of her mother who had passed away many years ago.

Not long after, Gong Xuan and Wen Yan came back with their children. Wen Yan also picked out a very beautiful necklace for Wen Rou. The two of them got along very well, and the twins in Wen Yan's family also liked Wen Rou very much.

Wen Yan is very happy that Miyazawa can be with Wenrou. She is happy that Miyazawa finally has a new relationship and a new life.

At this moment, when the two were chatting, little Gong Ling ran over to replace Wen Yan. When she hugged Wen Yan's legs, Wen Yan immediately hugged Gong Ling into her arms and teased the little guy, saying, "Ling Ling told my aunt, aunt, you should also give birth to a baby as soon as possible, and then I will take care of your brothers and sisters, okay?"

When Gong Ling heard the words "brother and sister", she didn't think about anything and just said, "Okay."

Wenrou was amused.

Children? It was time for her to have a child of her own. Especially when she saw the lovely twins in Wen Yan's family, Wen Rou wanted to have her own child even more.

Reaching out and touching Xiao Gong Ling's face, Wenrou and Wen Yan suddenly looked up at each other.

They looked at each other for a long while, then suddenly they burst out laughing at the same time.

"I'm so confused. I call you "Auntie" to Rourou, but Lingling has to call you "Grandma". How can she call you "Auntie"?

"I didn't realize it just now. It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter. It's the same as calling her aunt. We can just lower Miyazawa's generation."

She became a grandmother when she was less than 28 years old. It’s funny to think about it.

Wenrou and Wen Yan were having fun here. Not far away, Gong Ze and Gong Xuan turned to look over. Seeing that the aunt and niece were chatting happily, they both smiled.

When Gong Xuan withdrew his gaze from Wen Yan, his eyes met Gong Ze's.

He has a domineering personality and he will take revenge if he has any. He has known this for many years and understands himself.

Looking at Gong Ze, Gong Xuan smiled and said, "Uncle, I'm sorry."

Although the apology was late, it was still a token of his appreciation.

When Gong Ze later left City A, Gong Xuan still felt a little guilty. Now that Gong Ze was married and living a happy life, he was happy for him.

Gong Xuan apologized, and Gong Ze smiled and said, "It's not easy to hear this from you."

Gong Xuan said, "Okay, this is to give you face, give birth to the baby quickly, so that grandparents can rest assured."

Gong Ze laughed at Gong Xuan's boasting.

At seven o'clock, when the servant called for dinner, the whole family sat at the table in a lively manner.

"Rou Rou, this is the red envelope for your first visit to the Gong family."

"Sister-in-law, you don't have to be so polite."

"Rou Rou, this is the rule, you're welcome."

At this time, Gong Ze said beside him: "Rou Rou, this is everyone's love for you, this is a little token of our appreciation for you, you can accept it."

Gong Zedu started talking, and Wenrou accepted the red envelope from her sister-in-law: "Thank you, sister-in-law."

Soon after, Gong Xuan's parents also expressed their feelings. The gifts from the old man and the old lady were even more expensive. The old lady took off the family heirloom bracelet that she had worn for decades and gave it to Wenrou.


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