Rebirth of a Husband and Family

Tong Pan'er's hand holding up the chopsticks paused in the air, and then dropped it as if nothing had happened.

Of course, she didn't answer her brother's question, as if she didn't hear him at all.

Tong Qian stuck out his tongue: "Sister, why are you ignoring me?"

Tong Pan'er remained silent.

Wang Pingping hurriedly smoothed things over, "Baby, you'd better stop drinking, it will hurt your health."

Zhou Mingyan was more straightforward, snatching his wine glass from the side.

Tong Qian pursed his lips, and looked at Zhou Mingyan's dark pupils, as if a stream of ice water was poured from the top of his head, he trembled violently, most of the time he was sober.

He quickly made amends, smiled flatteringly and said, "It's okay, I'll just have two drinks."

He didn't dare to look at Zhou Mingyan either, and turned his head to look at his sister flatteringly.

"Sister, I just said nonsense, don't take it to heart."

Ever since her ignorant first love died in her womb, Tong Pan'er seemed to have lost her ability to love. Although people around her have introduced many young talents to her intentionally or unintentionally, over the years, she has never seen her fall in love with any opposite sex. .

Although everyone didn't say anything, they were all guessing in their hearts: who did she still like.

Tong Pan'er is a person who believes in death. It is difficult for the outside world to change her mind about what she believes in.

So much so that Tong Qian couldn't help but regret in private, did he use the wrong method at the beginning?

If my sister is allowed to fall in love with that person, maybe the two will soon separate for one reason or another, just like thousands of ordinary campus couples.

Instead of being brooding and obsessed like now.

Tong Pan'er glanced at her younger brother.

After entering the society these years, although she has not changed her introverted personality, she is no longer the little girl living under the protection of her mother and younger brother.

She has matured a lot and has her own ideas.

"Since we've talked about this, let me tell you guys by the way." On the surface, the situation was calm, and anyone who knew her well could see her hidden nervousness.

Tong Qian couldn't help holding his breath.

"I have someone I like!"

Everyone reacted differently.

Tong Qian: "Ha!"

Zhou Mingyan: "Oh."

Li Wenping: "Congratulations."

Wang Pingping: "Really? What kind of person is he? Where is his family? How old is he? What does he do?"

Tong Pan'er clutched the tablecloth nervously, until the veins on the back of her hand were exposed, and then said softly, "I didn't intend to say it, but I want to attend the wedding of mother and Uncle Li with him."

Wang Pingping was still asking questions repeatedly, but when she heard her daughter's words, she suddenly shy.

"The two of you are almost a hundred years old together, so what's the point of having a wedding? What I mean is to invite the two families to have a meal together, and just recognize the people."

Li Wenping spread his hands when he heard the words, apparently unable to persuade her.

As a son, Tong Qian was the first to object.

"That won't work, mom. I haven't even seen you in a wedding dress. It must look good. You have to hold a wedding, and I'll be your flower girl."

Now that Western-style weddings are becoming more and more popular, Wang Pingping has participated in many of them, so she smiled and said, "I see how old the flower girls are, and how old are you?"

"No matter how old I am, I'm still a baby," Tong Qian said confidently, "That's the deal, at worst, I'll pay for the wedding expenses!"

"What are you talking about? I am married to your mother, how can I ask you, a junior, to pay for it?" Li Wenping said quickly, "As long as your mother is willing, the wedding can be held at any time."

Tong Qian pouted: "Mom, you see that your partner is already ready."

After repeated persuasion by the two of them, Wang Pingping finally nodded shyly.

A group of people—mainly Tong Qian and Li Wenping were discussing wedding matters, and the other three occasionally interjected a few words.

When Tong Pan'er made a suggestion, Tong Qian suddenly said coldly, "Sister, my mother is going to hold a wedding, and the family doesn't have enough staff, so you can ask your family to help."

Tong Pan'er nodded slightly against the earnest eyes of her mother and younger brother.

Within two days, Tong Pan'er found a chance to go home, followed by a man.

Because of the greeting in advance, Tong Qian stayed in the living room early on, glancing at the TV from the corner of his eye, and kept his eyes on the door.

Wang Pingping advised: "When your sister's boyfriend comes in later, you can take it easy and don't scare them away."

Tong Qian nodded cautiously.

Her sister finally found a partner, and he couldn't mess it up.

However, this promise was broken the moment he saw the man.

"Sister, you said, he is your boyfriend?"

This sentence, Tong Qian squeezed out word by word from between his teeth.

Tong Pan'er was obviously a little nervous. She swung her head up and down, and seeing her brother's grim expression, she subconsciously took a step behind her, in the direction of the man.

Tong Qian noticed her movement and was inexplicably discouraged.

He suddenly calmed down, like a pot of boiling hot water instantly freezing into ice.

He shifted his gaze, "I'll go see if the meal is ready."

Zhou Mingyan followed him into the kitchen.

Tong Qian's voice was low: "Tell me, is it true that things like fate are destined?"

Zhou Mingyan pressed his shoulder, "Maybe, you see, we can meet again across life and death."

The shoulders slumped under the palms.

"Well...Actually, I didn't expect that my sister could still be with him. By the way, his name is Sun, what is Sun?"

After not seeing each other for so many years, he had long forgotten this person's name.

Zhou Mingyan was amused, "His name is Sun Yan."

By the way, Sun Yan.

Tong Pan'er was the only boy he ever liked when he was a student.

in the living room.

The grown-up Sun Yan, wearing a decent suit, handed over a large pile of gift boxes in his hand.

"Auntie, this is a little thought from me."

Still in shock, Wang Pingping subconsciously raised her hand to take it.

Without waiting for Tong Pan'er to introduce him, he continued to greet him politely, "You are Uncle Li, right? Pan'er told me a lot about you."

At first glance, Li Wenping felt that although this young man's appearance was not as good as Zhou Mingyan's, he was still a clean guy, and he was quite capable of doing things, so he was a good match no matter what.

Why did Tong Qian react so strongly?

He smiled and showed kindness: "You're welcome, you sit down first."

Sun Yan sat on the sofa, secretly wiping the sweat from his palms on his trousers.

Tong Pan'er noticed his actions and pursed her lips into a smile.

Sun Yan asked in a low voice embarrassedly: "Your brother, do you have any opinion on me?"

Anxiety flashed across Tong Pan'er's eyes, but soon became firm.

"Don't worry, the baby is very reasonable, he will accept you."

Sure enough, at the next dinner table, although Tong Qian was not very enthusiastic, he did not show any hostility towards Sun Yan after all.

On the contrary, Wang Pingping kept asking questions.

"Sun Yan, how did you and our family, Pan'er, meet?"

She only heard her son complain a few years ago, saying that her sister fell in love with a little gangster who caused trouble all day long, but she didn't know that person was called Sun Yan.

Tong Qian didn't speak, but quietly raised his ears.