Ding! The growth record of the rich girl

Ever since Chi Qing's family came over, Yue Changqing, who was originally excited, became a little wilted.

Now, he doesn't dare to talk to his cousin Chi Qing.

This is even more so with his honest wife.

Hide behind with him.

"I just don't like people like Wang Shugui. Look at her grinning face."

Fourth Aunt Yue Jufen said to Yue Meifen.

"I heard that your two families broke up?"

"Well, the relationship is over."

They had already walked closer and were about to stop, so Yue Meifen didn't feel comfortable saying more.

She, her widowed second sister, her honest and dull third sister, and her fourth sister all stood at the back, leaning against the stone wall built on the side of the road. After all, they were old and could not stand for too long.

At this time, in the car, Yue Qiaomao, the second uncle of the Yue family, who was 93 years old, was still in good spirits after taking the high-speed train.

Although the journey was only a few hours, his daughter still booked a soft sleeper for him, so he managed to sleep throughout the journey and was in very good condition.

In addition, he has been a high-ranking official for so many years and has taken good care of his health. At first glance, you can't tell that he is over 90 years old. Some people would believe that he is in his s or s.

This time he came with his wife, Zhang, who had never been to his village.

Zhi, as well as the eldest daughter Yue Shifang, the youngest daughter Yue Shixiang, and the youngest daughter's eldest son Yang Chen.

"This village has changed so much that I can hardly recognize it." Yue Qiaomao turned his head to look outside the car, feeling that things and people have really changed.

"Driver, please stop the car."

Entering the village, Yue Qiaomao felt a little excited when he saw the crooked old tree at the entrance of the village, which was probably hundreds of years old.

He got out of the car with the help of his daughter and touched the old tree that was so big that it was estimated that even three people could not hug it together.

"It's grown taller. A lot taller." He patted the tree trunk and looked up at the lush tree.

It’s as if I was climbing trees with my friends when I was a child.

"Dad, get in the car quickly." After standing for a while, the little daughter in high heels urged.

Yue Qiaomao didn't say anything and stood there for a while.

A few old men and women who were enjoying the cool air and gossiping at the entrance of the village looked at the group of people curiously.

"You must be the second uncle of the Yue family," the brave third aunt asked.

The sudden accent from the side made Yue Qiaomao burst into tears.

"You are..." Yue Qiaomao turned his head and looked at them.

"Second uncle, you don't know me. My father-in-law is Yue Guochang, your cousin." said the third aunt.

"Ah, you are Brother Guochang's daughter-in-law. Yes, you are the wife of that little dog, right?" Yue Qiaomao dug out such a person from the depths of his memory.

"Haha, it's not Xiaogouzi, Xiaogouzi is my eldest uncle, and my husband is Xiaoshitou." The third aunt laughed.

"Ah, Xiao Shitou, yes, Xiao Shitou is almost 60 years old." Yue Qiaomao felt his memory was a little confused.

Little Stone was still a naked kid when he left.

"Come on, Shifang, Shixiang, this is your third sister-in-law." Yue Qiaomao introduced his two daughters.

His wife Zhang Zhi was also quite old and did not get out of the car. She just signaled to them through the window.

Yue Shixiang's son, Yang Chen, was busy playing games in the car: "Master, awesome, Master!!" He kept shouting things like Master will lead the way.

"Sister Shifang, Sister Shixiang is so pretty."

The third aunt couldn't help but sigh when she saw two people who looked like they were of a different generation from her calling her sister-in-law.

It's different for someone who grew up in a big city. Shifang should be about the same age as me, but he looks so young.

"Second Uncle, I'm Gousheng. Do you still remember me?" With Third Aunt taking the lead, others around also began to recognize each other as relatives.

Yue Qiaomao was very excited and started to recall some memories at the entrance of the village.

"Uncle, your seven nephews and nieces are waiting for you at the old house. There has been a large crowd of people standing there since early morning."

"Yes, your return is big news in the village."

"Second Old Master, have you become a high-ranking official?"

Listening to the familiar local accent, Yue Qiaomao deeply felt that he had really returned.

"Dad, let's go. Don't stand there for too long."

The eldest daughter Yue Shifang was worried that her old father could not stand standing for a long time, so she urged him on.

The family reunion meeting over there will be the highlight.

"Dad, calm down. Don't get excited when you get off the car."

After getting in the car, Yue Shifang looked at his father's hands, which had begun to tremble slightly since entering the village, and couldn't help but remind him.

She was a military doctor in the army and is now retired. I was worried about her so I came along this time.

"Why are you so excited? I guess Dad can't even remember any of these relatives in the village."

The youngest daughter, Yue Shixiang, who is just 42 years old this year, said.

"I can't remember. They are also my eldest brother's children. They are your cousins."

Yue Qiaomao said this to his youngest daughter whom he always favored.

This little daughter was born in the last year before the family planning policy was implemented. At that time, Yue Qiaomao was 51 years old and his wife was 36 years old.

Although she was not the son they had been hoping for, she was a daughter in their old age, so they were still spoiled a little.

"You, kid, you don't know how your father feels. You are nostalgic."

Yue Qiaomao's wife, Zhang Zhi, who is 78 years old, patted her husband's hand and scolded her daughter with a smile.

In the dark, she secretly winked at her daughter.

"Oh, Dad, I'm just worried that you might get too excited and it might be bad for your health."

Yue Shixiang received the signal from her mother, and immediately took her father's hand and acted coquettishly.

Although she is in her 40s, she has taken good care of herself and looks no more than years old.

"You~" Yue Qiaomao couldn't do anything with his little daughter.

"Look, this is my third brother's house. Even though the walls have been painted, it still looks the same as it did back then."

"Here, this is different."

"This used to be the village commune, but now it's a grocery store."

After entering the village, Yue Qiaomao became even more excited.

Trying to dig out some details from memory.

"Mr. Yue, the ones ahead should be waiting for you."

Director Huang, who was sitting in the passenger seat and was assigned by the military retirement home today to be responsible for receiving Yue's family full-time, said.

The main reason is that it is too conspicuous. From a distance you can see a large group of people waiting on the roadside.

"Okay..." Yue Qiaomao was vaguely nervous.

Finally, the car stopped.

Director Huang and the driver hurried down and opened the doors on both sides of the business car.

"Yang Chen, go down and help your grandpa!"

Yue Shixiang couldn't help but get angry when he saw his son still immersed in the game.

"Oh, Mom, it's all your fault. I was almost winning!" Yang Chen complained.

Seeing his mother's murderous look, he quickly put his cell phone in his pocket, then got out of the car, took a few quick steps to support his grandfather on the right, and his aunt on the left.

Yue Shixiang obediently went over to support his mother.

"Uncle, I'm Zhirui's wife, Wang Shugui. I was the one who answered the phone when you called me that day!"

When Wang Shugui saw the silver-haired old man with extraordinary temperament getting out of the car, she stepped forward with a smile on her face and spoke first.