20 years of restarting life

Chapter 2706 Hu Xian's Beauty

Zhao Changan rode a bicycle with Tang Shuang on the road on the north bank of Taohua River.

The willow trees on the bank were covered with gnarled old trees. The refreshing autumn breeze of October, neither hot nor dry, blew on Tang Shuang's face. She hugged his waist tightly with both hands, and pressed one side of her delicate body and face against Zhao Changan's back, feeling full of satisfaction and happiness.

And in the alternation of light and darkness of the setting sun and the willow trees, this beautiful flower scroll has amazed and attracted the envy of countless passers-by.

After receiving Shan Shaowei's call, Zhao Changan and Tang Shuang knew that the gathering place was in the Yuejiang Pavilion building, so they simply rode their bicycles slowly along the road by the river towards Yuejiang Pavilion in the east.

While telling her the history of the attic and his connection with the attic.

Through this incident, he was able to infer the relationship between him and the Shan family. This was also the first time that Zhao Changan talked about the ins and outs of this matter to anyone other than Wen Ye.

"You mean Shan Cai often climbs over the wall there. I never knew she used to be so wild."

Tang Shuang didn't disbelieve it, and she found it a little unbelievable. Then she said, "It's not impossible. When I was in junior high school, I was like a wild boy, often climbing trees to rob bird nests. It was only in high school that I gradually restrained my temper and acted like a lady."

"Are you still wild at heart?"

Zhao Changan laughed and joked.

"Yes."

Tang Shuang wrapped her two small hands around Zhao Changan's waist, one hand pinched him a little harder, and the other hand tickled him lightly through his clothes in an ambiguous way, full of the need for wild teasing.

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In the evening, Zhao Changan and Tang Shuang had dinner with Shan Shaowei, Da Liu, Zhong Jianwei, Fu Xiaoling and a group of people at Yuejiang Pavilion.

Fu Xiaoling's belly was already very big, and Zhong Wei didn't want her to come over at first, but when she heard that Zhao Changan had returned, Fu Xiaoling insisted on coming to meet him.

Seeing Tang Shuang, Fu Xiaoling held her hand and was unwilling to let go, saying that Zhao Changan had already acknowledged the child she was carrying as the godfather. Tang Shuang nodded slightly in acknowledgment with a slightly blushing face.

Everyone at the table seemed to understand what was going on, but no one stood up to make a fuss.

Regarding Zhao Changan's future marriage, almost everyone thinks that Tang Shuang is the most likely candidate, whether in terms of appearance, family background, or ability.

However, this matter was not something that small people like them in a small town dared to interfere with. Fu Xiaoling's statement was actually a way of taking sides in advance, but they were not prepared to let their unborn children recognize him as their godfather. Even if they wanted to, they knew they were not qualified, so they wisely chose to watch silently and not take sides.

After all, Shan Shaowei was sitting here, and he didn't smile the whole time or express any opinions.

Standing behind him were his sister Shan Qiang and his niece Shan Cai.

Including the scandal between Xu Wanrong and Zhao Changan, and Xu Wanrong was said to be Qi Daolong's illegitimate daughter.

Not to mention Liu Cui, Liu Cui's aunt is Duan Fengqing.

They were born and raised in the mountain city, and if they really pissed off Duan Fengqing, it would be easy to make them suffer.

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After dinner, Fu Xiaoling did not drink and wanted to drive Zhao Changan and Tang Shuang.

"Your belly is a little big?"

Zhao Changan, who was drunk, spoke casually. Tang Shuang, who was sitting next to him in the back row, pinched him lightly and told him to shut up when he was drunk and not to talk nonsense. "How can the twins not be big? Zhong Wei's parents were very anxious before. Haha, my mother-in-law, in the future, will be very busy."

Fu Xiaoling's words were filled with a gloating laugh: "Anyway, my parents are out of town, and I can't take care of the children. I will go back to work after my maternity leave."

"It's okay. My mom said she would hire two nannies, one to cook and do laundry, and one to take care of the kids. She will come over to help out."

Zhong Wei said it simply and lightly. First, the house he lived in was big enough. It was a 140-square-meter house in Zhuangyuan Mansion. In addition to him, his wife, and their two children, even if three more people moved in, it would not be too crowded.

The second reason is that his father has enough influence and can easily hire two dedicated helpers to take care of the children.

The third is that everyone in the family is an employee and has a lot of money.

If you have money and power, many problems will not be problems.

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The next morning, Zhao Changan drove to pick up Zheng Wenzhen first, and then went to Zhouji Mutton Soup Restaurant to drink mutton soup.

It was a bit cold in the early morning of October, but Hu Xian was not a person who liked to sleep in. Even with a child who was a few months old, she still found a way to get up and put the child in the stroller. When there were many people around, she would go to help, and when there were few people, she would look after the child.

The small tables outside were already full. Zhao Changan, Tang Shuang, and Zheng Wen were sitting in the dining hall. Because Zhao Changan hadn't appeared for several months and was now the richest man in the country, he at least felt very honored - the richest man came to his house specifically to drink mutton soup - so although he didn't say anything, he finally smiled.

"This soup is delicious. It is made from authentic fat sheep from the local mountains. They eat grass and leaves from the mountains, many of which are Chinese herbal medicines. So it tastes good and is very nourishing."

After taking a sip of the delicious mutton soup, Zheng Wen Zheng's eyes lit up and he praised happily.

Hu Xian, who was sitting next to him holding a child, was very happy with Zheng Wenzheng's praise and explained, "These sheep are specially bought from the sheep farmers in the mountains. The price is more than one yuan per pound higher than what they sell to the dealers. There are also many sheep farmers in the suburbs, but the grass they eat is covered with putty. Some of them save trouble in winter and feed them a mixture of rice straw and crushed corn and soybean stalks. The meat is not tasty."

As she was speaking, the child in her arms started crying. Hu Xian knew that the child was hungry, so she turned her back to the wall and fed the child, while smiling and turning her head to talk to Zhao Changan and the others.

Because the angle was wrong, Tang Shuang and Zheng Wenzhen naturally couldn't see it, but Zhao Changan could see Hu Xian's seat clearly.

How can I describe the shape? Anyway, it is a different kind of beauty.

Seeing the child eating greedily with his mouth full of hunger, he also lowered his head and took a big gulp of the mutton soup.

It’s really delicious.

This is why men in the future will have ever-changing aesthetic tastes.

Young girls are cute, but newly married women and women with children all have their own unique beauty for their age groups.

"Uncle, if you think it's okay, there are some fresh ones killed in the backyard. You can take them back and eat them. It's not hot today, so if you put some ice in, it can keep it fresh for a day or two."

Looking at the greedy little mouth of Hu Xian's child, Zhao Changan suddenly felt that he could apply for a patent and invent a cover with a seamless zipper in the middle, so that they wouldn't have to go through so much trouble to feed their children.

Zheng Wenzheng smiled and shook his head: "I am good at tasting but not at cooking, so let's not waste it."

Zhao Changan nodded after hearing this. Although Hu Xian said so, it was still hot at noon that day, so the food had to be put in the refrigerator. However, the refrigerator in his RV had already been filled with things by his mother.