Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

Mom, how do you feel?

Looking at the elegant figure on the stage, Zhang Xuan felt proud in his heart and couldn't help but ask Comrade Ruan Xiuqin next to him.

Okay, okay! Ruan Xiuqin smiled and couldn't help saying yes twice in a row.

Although Wen Hui has become famous very early and is very famous in China, Ruan Xiuqin has heard it a lot before, but this was the first time she came to watch her daughter-in-law's performance live, and she was immediately impressed.

In her opinion, playing the piano is a very elegant thing, and it is even more remarkable that Wen Hui can play the piano so well.

Ruan Xiuqin's gaze fell on Wen Hui without blinking, and Ruan Xiuqin sometimes even had illusions:

Is such a good girl really his daughter-in-law?

Is such a talented girl really a member of the Zhang family?

Was such a beautiful Wen Hui really deceived by Man Zai?

Yes, it's a lie.

In Ruan Xiuqin's eyes, Manzai was able to coax so many women into bed, and it was all a lie, not only to people but also to people's hearts. Otherwise, how could these best girls follow their sons so wholeheartedly?

Of course, Ruan Xiuqin never mentioned this idea to anyone. If Zhang Xuan found out, he would probably be so angry that he would lose three liters of blood.

The concert lasted for several hours, and Ruan Xiuqin still looked unfinished when she left.

Zhou Rong was very happy when he saw the satisfied expressions of his in-laws, feeling full of accomplishment for having such a daughter.

Zhou Rong said: Xiu Qin, if you are free in the future, please go out for a walk more often. Hui Hui performs performances like this many times a year. You can come over and have a look. We can also be companions.

Zhang Xuan and Wen Hui looked at each other and whispered, Our mother-in-law has changed quite a lot.

Wen Hui smiled knowingly and said nothing, but let her hand be held by someone without struggling. She followed him wherever he went.

Ruan Xiuqin was also a little surprised. As a client, she could naturally feel the change in her in-laws' attitude towards her. When they first met a few days ago, they were still lukewarm, but now they look like friends and confidants.

This made her very happy, and then asked: Will this affect Huihui?

Wen Hui said at the right time: No, if you can come, Auntie, I will be more motivated.

Well, I will come to see your performances more often when I have time.

Ruan Xiuqin didn't dare to say it all at once. Her son was very capable, but he had gotten so many daughters-in-law.

She could imagine that for a long time in the future, her life would no longer be peaceful, she would no longer have a fixed living spot, and she would be traveling around the country, and would be traveling back and forth on airplanes.

After the concert, the group went to the Sagrada Familia on the first day.

Then we went to the Royal Palace of Madrid, Serlia Cathedral, Santiago and Valencia Marine Park.

The night before returning to China, Tao Ge sent a message: If you guys want to go to sea, I can help you get a cruise ship.

Zhang Xuan thought for a while and refused: Forget it, Aunt Wenhui's holiday is here, let's do it next time.

Then he asked: A few years ago, didn't you say you were going to build a yacht belonging to us? How is it now?

Tao Ge: Yo! Noble people often forget things. More than three years have passed, and you finally remembered it?

Zhang Xuan was ashamed.

Tao Ge: The yacht is in an Italian shipyard and is still under construction. It is expected to be delivered next summer.

Zhang Xuan: Next summer?

Tao Ge: Yes, Li Wendong went there specifically last month to help us see the specific situation.

Thinking of Li Wendong's cruise ship, Zhang Xuan suddenly felt itchy in his heart: next summer, it can sail into the Aegean Sea.

Tao Ge: That’s what I think. When the time comes, we will live on the cruise ship and go around the Aegean Sea.

Seeing this, the old man finally understood that Tao Ge had probably been dating Xiao Jiujiu three years ago. The reason why he proposed to build a cruise ship was actually to build a mobile wedding house on the sea for herself.

Unlike villas and buildings on land, this wedding room is quite expensive, costing tens of millions.

Play, these sisters know how to play.

But thinking about the benefits she brought to him and how kind she was to him, these tens of millions spent were nothing.

Feeling like lightning, Zhang Xuan replied: OK. But I think the Aegean Sea is too small, and you can definitely go out to the sea and have a look.

Tao Ge was moved, but he texted back and said: Forget about going overseas, we have to wait a few more years, it’s not safe these days.

Zhang Xuan: OK, it’s up to you. When you feel safe, call me. I promise to be there at your call.

Tao Ge was very satisfied: This is pretty much it.

Then she sent another text message: It's getting late in Spain. You should rest quickly and don't let Wenhui wait for you in vain.

Zhang Xuan turned around and happened to see Wen Hui coming out of the shower room wearing a white bathrobe and replied: Well, let's go here first. Good night.

Tao Ge read the text message and did not reply. However, in his mind, he could not help imagining the picture of the cruise ship being built, and the picture of herself and him making love on the cruise ship.

A few minutes later, Tao Ge, who was squinting her eyes, tightened her legs, and then muttered, It's so early in the morning, I want to get wet for you. We are really enemies. After saying that, she got up and went to the shower room.

The shower room in Dunhuang is singing, and the bed in Spain is also creaking, one in the east and the other in the west, it is very beautiful.

In high spirits until 2:30 in the night, Zhang Xuan released countless creatures in the release pool with a kind deed in mind. He almost dreamed of the Buddha, saying that he had accumulated so much merit over the years that he could go to heaven to discuss Buddhism with him.

Three times, Zhang Xuan squinted his eyes and took a rest, then asked Wen Hui: Are you tired?

Wen Hui's bones were almost falling apart. Her mind was blank at this moment. She stared blankly at the ceiling for a while, and then she came back to her senses and said, Go and put the water in for me. I want to take a bath.

The old man understood. As long as Wenhui was still able to move, she would never say this because of her temperament. It seemed that the girl was still too young to withstand the torment of the old fritter.

That night, the two of them took a shower together and whispered ear to ear for a long time until they went to bed after three in the morning.

The next day.

When the sun rose quietly, Wen Hui finally opened her eyes, glanced at the man next to her, and asked, What time is it?

Zhang Xuan said: It's past 7 o'clock, almost 8 o'clock.

Wen Hui asked again: How long have you been awake?

Zhang Xuan replied: I woke up around 7 o'clock, my biological clock, I'm used to it.

Wen Hui silently felt the bones in her body, but she was still numb and weak, and suddenly said: Next time, don't hold it in for too long.

Zhang Xuan put down the newspaper in his hand and stared at her without blinking: I'm just acting naturally.

Feeling the naked look in his eyes, Wen Hui couldn't bear it, so she pulled the quilt up and covered her whole body.

After another ten minutes of silence, Wen Hui suddenly lifted the quilt and sat up, It's getting late, let's get up.

Yeah. Zhang Xuan had heard the noise outside a long time ago. If he hadn't been afraid of disturbing the rest of the person next to him, he would have gotten up at 7 o'clock.

At half past eight, I saw two people coming out of the room, Ruan Xiuqin, Zhou Rong, and Wen Yu. My eyes flickered to the two of them and then looked away. They were all people who had been here before. When I saw Huihui walking slowly and prancingly, I knew that the two of them must not have had a good rest last night.

For some reason, Zhou Rong felt a thorn in her heart. In order to prevent her from thinking too much, she quickly greeted everyone: It's almost o'clock. Let's have breakfast and then leave for the airport.

When Wen Hui heard this, she pinched someone's hand in a rare way. Everyone had been wasting a lot of time waiting for the two of them.

On the plane.

Wen Hui first looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside for a while, then turned to him and said, If nothing major happens, stay with me in October.

good.

The old man agreed readily. He found that Wenhui was aloof, but she was still a little different from Mi Jian. She liked the warm interaction between the two of them when they were alone. If she got into the mood, he would occasionally be lucky enough to see her coquettish side. .

Although the degree of coquettishness is not deep, it is still coquettish or not. Whenever this happens, the old man feels that all the cells in his body are dehydrated, and he can't hold on anymore.

October 15th.

After staying with her in Shanghai for half a month, Ruan Xiuqin finally planned to leave.

She found her precious son and said, Manzai, mom is leaving tomorrow. When do you plan to leave?

These days, he usually runs to Yintai Technology in the morning, and reads and writes at home in the afternoon. He can usually write about 4,000 words. After dinner, he does nothing and concentrates on being with Wenhui.

Zhang Xuan put down his pen, turned around and asked, I think you and your aunt are getting along very well. How many more days do you want to stay?

Ruan Xiuqin also wanted to stay a few more days and further develop her relationship with Wen Hui. She could see that Man Zai loved Wen Hui far more than any other woman, no less than Shuang Ling and Mi Jian. So she also used her heart during this period.

Ruan Xiuqin said: Mom misses Shuangling and Mi Jian, and our eldest grandson.

Zhang Xuan asked: Then what is this...?

Ruan Xiuqin said: Go to Yangcheng for a week first, and then return to the capital.

Zhang Xuan originally wanted his biological mother to go to Shudu on his behalf, but gave up after thinking about it. Things are too crowded now, so he might as well wait until after the New Year.

Zhang Xuan sent a text message to Zhao Lei and asked her to buy a ticket.

Ruan Xiuqin asked: How long will you stay here, Manzai?

Zhang Xuan replied: After October.

Ruan Xiuqin nodded after hearing this: Come directly to the capital in November. In December, my mother will go to Yangcheng with you to pick up the two actors and take them home for the New Year.

Mom is trying to strike a balance. Last year we met with Mi for the New Year, and this year she went back to her hometown to celebrate the New Year with two actors.

Ruan Xiuqin also thought about Wen Hui: Here, how will we arrange the New Year and holidays in the future?

Zhang Xuan said: Wen Hui doesn't attach much importance to this aspect, but I can't pretend not to see it. The year after tomorrow, I will come here.

Ruan Xiuqin thought of Seagate again, which she liked very much, but she swallowed her words again. There was really not enough time. She thought that after the fifth day of the Lunar New Year next year, she would have to visit Seagate in person.

Ruan Xiuqin left.

After Zhang Xuan and Wen Hui stayed at Wen's house for another week, they also moved back to the house next to Fudan University, and really started living in their world.

When Wen Hui practiced the piano every day, he listened quietly on the bench next to her. The two occasionally looked at each other in tacit understanding, immersed in sweet love and couldn't extricate themselves.

In the evening, after Zhang Xuan finished writing, Wenhui followed him to the study. She became a waiter, sitting on the sofa and reading, and did not go back to the bedroom to rest together until he finished writing.

Zhang Xuan discovered this time that the layout of the study room had changed. It was exactly the same as his own study room at CUHK. There were books on three sides, red wine on one wall, and even the position of the sofa was the same.

He picked up Wen Hui and said happily, I'm ready.

Wen Hui smiled and replied: It's not for you, I'm doing it for myself.

Zhang Xuan said.

Looking around the study room, Wen Hui told him, I like the feeling of being in the study room with you. That's when I feel happiest.

Zhang Xuan asked shamelessly: I am happier than in bed.

Unexpectedly, Wen Hui hummed quietly.

Zhang Xuan was stunned, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses: No wonder you liked to sleep on the sofa in my study when you were at CUHK. You knew you were about to fall asleep and didn't leave. You insisted on waiting for me to take you back to bed.

Wen Hui smiled and said nothing.

Zhang Xuan asked: Did I guess it right?

Wen Hui said: I guessed half of it right.

Zhang Xuan asked: What is the other half?

Wen Hui said: I will tell you when you only marry me in the next life.

Okay, this topic can't be brought up. He quickly changed the topic and asked tentatively: Go to the piano room, I want to talk to you.

Snapped!

When he was still talking about me, Zhang Xuan felt pain on his face, and a slap had already fallen on his face.

Seeing him staring at her dumbfounded, Wen Hui said seriously: The study and piano room are the most sacred places in my heart, where I have my purest feelings. If you dare to have trouble with me in the future, don't even think about touching me for a year. .

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Why is this woman so virtuous that she never touches me?

Seeing that he didn't speak, and there was a stalemate for a while, Wen Hui took the initiative and said, I'm tired, I'm going back to my room to sleep.

When she walked to the door and heard the footsteps that were not following her, Wen Hui looked back at him with a smile on her lips.

Zhang Xuan rolled his eyes: Put away your tricks. Things are different now. Don't think about giving me a sweet date just for hitting me with a stick. I also have the backbone.

Wen Hui said, Then I'll go down and sleep with my cousin.

Zhang Xuan stared at her and uttered two words: How dare you.

Wen Hui said nothing and entered the bedroom minding her own business.

Half an hour later, Wenhui, who was half-sitting on the bedside, looked at the man who came in and took off his clothes and went to bed. She thought about it, put the book in her hand on the bedside table, lay down on her back automatically, and hugged the man who came over. .

lighter.

Um.

ps: The new book My 1991 is mature and can be used to kill people.

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