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Since getting back his driver's license, Kuangzheng has been driving to work by himself these days, and the Maybach is specially reserved for Baochan.

The flamboyant blue Panamera, no matter in terms of price or temperament, does not match today's private bank presidents. It represents the era of exaggerated investment banks. Now, what Kaizheng needs more is calmness and authority.

In the evening rush hour, the gas pedal and the brake were stepped on alternately. He was a little annoyed, so he called Baochan.

"Brother!" The phone was picked up, and there was a crackling sound in the background.

"What are you doing?" Kuang Zheng frowned.

"I'm... Mom, it's splashing!"

mom?Kuangzheng's brows furrowed even deeper, and then he seemed to hear his mother's voice: "...Xiao Baoer, isn't it burnt?"

Kuang Zheng stared blankly at the windshield, remained silent for a moment, and asked incredulously, "What did you call my mother just now?"

"Ah?" Baochan froze for a moment, visibly panicked, "I... it's a mess here, let's talk about it later."

"Wait a minute!" Kuang Zheng held the steering wheel with one hand and demanded maliciously, "Call again, I'll listen."

There was no response, and within three to five seconds, Kuang's mother answered the phone: "Xiaozheng, I'm teaching Xiao Baoer how to fry glutinous rice balls. I've melted some water and it's fried."

"Bao Chan..." He came back to live?Are you willing to accept him?Thinking about it, there is no need to ask these questions, Kuang Zheng couldn't stop laughing, and flirted with his mother, "Don't burn my baby."

"Oh, you little heartless, don't worry about burning your mother!" Kuang's mother complained, but she said with a smile in her tone, "Come back early."

"Okay." Kuang Zheng hung up the phone, just as the lights at the intersection in front of him changed, he stepped on the gas, and every signal after that was green, and he arrived home smoothly. He couldn't wait to open the door, and the unique fragrance of the Lantern Festival wafted in the room.

"I'm back." Baochan was still in the bear apron, serving food on the table, while Kuang's mother was setting chopsticks aside, the two were talking and laughing, this is what a family should look like.

It's been more than ten days, Kuang Zheng didn't see Bao Chan at home, at this moment he couldn't help himself, he went straight over and pulled her into his arms, kissed her hastily on the eyebrows.

Baochan pushed him in fright, and Kuang's mother slapped the chopsticks on the table: "Mom is still here," she said with a straight face, "When I leave tomorrow, you can be as tired as you like."

"Leave tomorrow?" Baochan was surprised.

"Your affairs are settled," Kuang's mother sighed, looking a little disappointed, "What is mother doing here, lighting?"

Kuangzheng and Baochan looked at each other, and took her hand one by one.

"After the Lantern Festival is over, the New Year is over," Kuang's mother smiled sadly, "Mom should go too."

Kuang Zheng rubbed her hands that had worked so hard all her life: "Mom, I'll take you to the airport tomorrow."

"It's necessary," Kuang's mother hugged him back, "The CEO personally delivered it, Mom will save face."

"Auntie, I'll see you off too." Baochan said.

"Little Bao'er doesn't need to go," Kuang's mother loved him very much, "Take pictures and record until midnight, sleep well tomorrow morning."

Kuang Zheng appreciated his understanding of Bao Chan, but expressed his dissatisfaction: "Mom, you are partial."

"What's wrong with partiality?" Kuang's mother rolled her eyes, "I'm partial, I don't know who is happy!"

Just a few jokes, the three of them sat down to eat, fried glutinous rice balls, braised herring, Dongpo pork, fried bamboo shoots, and half a Daokou roast chicken, each with a bowl of white rice, was the most lively meal in this family.

After dinner, Kuang's mother took Bao Chan and said to Kuang Zheng, "Xiao Zheng, wash the dishes."

When Baochan heard this, he told Kuangzheng to wash the dishes: "No, Mom, he can't wash it clean."

"Oh, just wash it up." Kuang's mother took his hand under her arm and dragged him to her room. "His father didn't know how to work before, but now he does everything well!"

She led Baochan into the room, closed the door, and took out something from under the pillow. Baochan saw that it was the silver bracelet engraved with the word "Bao": "Auntie..."

"Since I called Mom," Kuang's mother took out the bracelet, "I have to keep calling."

There is a deep meaning in these words, Baochan solemnly replied: "Mom."

"Hey," Kuang's mother picked up his hand, "The silver is a bit dark after a long time, and my mother wiped it carefully, and it will shine when you wear it."

It was obviously nice words, but Baochan felt guilty: "Mom... I'm sorry."

"Stupid child," Kuang's mother knew what he was guilty of, "Mom has thought about it a long time ago. Now that technology is so advanced, you can test-tube babies in the future. Besides, why does science develop? It is to change impossible things one by one. It's possible, it turns out that it's only natural for a man and a woman to have children, and they don't know what will happen in the future, right?"

Baochan didn't expect her to be so transparent, moved, speechless.

"You and Xiao are destined by fate," Kuang's mother glanced at the small cabinet beside the bed. In the drawer was Baochan's old Kindle that had been carefully preserved for ten years. "No one can stop this fate."

Baochan thought she was talking about their encounter. Two people with very different status, experiences, and personalities started as neighbors, broke through the barriers of class, gender, and concept little by little, and finally came together.

"In your life," Kuang's mother took his hand and slowly put the bracelet on, "you are destined to form a knot."

Lian Lizhi, three words, Baochan's tears fell down, pattered, and hit Kuang's mother's hand, "Go," she patted him on the shoulder, "help mom call Xiaozheng in."

There are now two silver bracelets on Baochan's left hand, one belongs to his biological mother, and the other belongs to Kuangzheng's mother. The first one represents the maternal love that died without a disease, and the second one represents a bright and beautiful future. The two bracelets are jingling When they collide together, what impacts is his extremely unfortunate and extremely lucky life.

Baochan came out of the room and sniffed: "Brother, Auntie is calling you."

Kuangzheng put down the dishes, and came over with his hands shaking: "What's the matter?" He leaned over to look at his face, and then he glanced at the new bracelet on his hand, "Little Baoer from the Kuang family."

Baochan's face turned red, Kuangzheng glanced at the fucking door, it was closed, so he wrapped his arms around him with wet hands: "It's mine," he hugged him and whispered, "It's completely mine. "

"Brother, don't..." Baochan hid back and stuck to the wall, "Auntie... Mom is calling you."

Hearing him call mom, Kuangzheng couldn't tell how he felt, it was untrue, and so flattering, they had the same mother, and they were the closest person in the world: "Baochan..." He grabbed the thin waist , squeezed tightly, exuding heat all over his body, and kissed his lips fiercely, "Fifteen days, the bed is cold..."

Baochan was also trembling, everyone said Xiaobie was better than a newlywed, he seemed to be burning in Kuangzheng's arms, panting lightly, at this time Kuang's mother shouted from the room: "Xiaozheng!"

Only then did Kuangzheng reluctantly let him go, wiped his mouth, walked towards his mother's room, turned around halfway, and said in a hoarse voice, "You wait."

There was a sense of threat, which made Baochan's heart beat violently.

Entering the house, Kuang's mother was sitting by the bed, cleaning the old Kindle, and Kuang closed the door behind her: "Thank you, Mom."

Kuang's mother looked up at him, but said nothing.

Kuangzheng knew that it was not easy for her to make this decision. It was impossible for her to hide it from her relatives, friends, and enthusiastic little sisters all her life. Vice President, past glory doesn't count.

"Your dad over there," Kuang's mother put down the Kindle, "I'll go to work."

Kuang Zheng didn't say a word, saying anything at this time was pale.

"I have no other instructions for you." Compared to Baochan, Kuang's mother was more worried about her son, "This road is so difficult, you stumbled to get here, in the future... don't change."

Kuangzheng was a little surprised, he didn't expect that even his mother didn't believe that he really accepted this time and wanted to settle down: "Mom, I have my whole heart for Baochan, I promise..." He suddenly remembered Baochan's words, "If I Change your mind, cover your face with yellow sand, and leave your bones incomplete."

It was a very serious line, and he said it very seriously.

Kuang's mother stared at him in a daze, and got up from the bed. This son has changed, from the selfish, conceited, and pretentious in the past to the sincere, generous, and calm. Do the higher position, but treasure.

She couldn't bear it any longer, covered her face, opened her arms sobbing, and Kuangzheng went over immediately, mother and son embraced each other, "Xiaozheng, mom loves you..." She was crying, "You have to be good!"

"Mom," Kuang Zheng stroked her back, "We love you too, for you and Dad, we will be happy."

Kuang's mother hugged her son's thick shoulders and nodded in relief.

The atmosphere at home this night was actually a bit heavy, Kuang Zheng didn't go upstairs to sleep, he talked with his mother until midnight, then spent the night on the sofa in the living room, and the next morning, the whole family went to the airport together.

Kuangzheng bought the air ticket in the morning, Baochan sat in the back seat with his mother, he was the co-pilot, the family chatted happily, and sometimes Xiaohao could interject a few words, enjoying themselves.

Arriving at the airport, after checking in, Kuang Zheng and Bao Zhan sent their mother to the security checkpoint. Seeing the red figure drifting away, they were inevitably disappointed, but they also breathed a sigh of relief and turned around side by side. Bao Zhan suddenly held Kuang Zheng In the crowded airport, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he boldly led him forward.

Kuangzheng couldn't believe it, and even stared at their intertwined fingers in astonishment, Baochan didn't say anything, as if they were so natural and natural.

"Bao Er," Kuang Zheng couldn't help asking, "How did you take my mother down?"

And how...became so brave?

"Secret." There seemed to be a smile in Baochan's words. Rather than saying that he changed Kuang's mother, it was better to say that Kuang's mother changed him, endowing him with love and courage, and making him a whole new look.

Walking out of the airport hall, the two stopped in the sun, Baochan pointed to the sky above his head: "Brother, look, the sky is so blue."

Kuang Zheng followed him and raised his head, the innocence was very blue, like an upside-down lake water, which made his whole heart calm down, under the blue sky, Bao Chan firmly said: "Brother, I love you. "

Kuang Zheng turned his head and looked at him seriously. He had never seen such a confident treasure, so clear, so dazzling, just like the blue sky, it was about to overwhelm him: "I... love you too."

Xiao Hao's car slowly drove over, Bao Chan leaned over and hugged him, and passers-by would look at them in surprise or curiosity as they passed by.

Kuang Zheng held his shoulder blades contentedly: "Hey, Xiao Hao saw it."

Baochan didn't let go of his hand, but said, "Brother, I don't care about anyone except you."