Gods will go crazy if they stay for a long time

Tang Wenlong is the Tang Monk who recites sutras in Tang An, and Tang Xi is the Sun Wukong with the tightening curse. Master, please stop reciting.

Tang An was also disturbed by his old father's nagging.

"Dad, aren't you thirsty?" Tang An asked Tang Wenlong, who was still chattering.

Tang Wenlong didn't understand that his youngest son was resenting his nagging, "Then don't talk anymore, dad." Speaking of pampering, Tang Wenlong really doted on his youngest son, and he was responsive to every request.

Tang Xi cast a grateful look at Tang An. If anyone could cure the old man, it would definitely be Tang An.

Tang Xi and Tang Tu were twins, born from Tang Wenlong's first wife. Tang Wenlong's first wife died in the company when Tang Wenlong was sixty years old. Later, he met another person, Tang An's mother An Qi, Tang An's mother Nearly 20 years younger than Tang Wenlong, Tang Wenlong grew stronger and later had Tang An.

Tang Tu and Tang Xi didn't express anything about their father remarrying and having a son. It was fine that their father was happy, but their younger brother was much loved.

When I was in college, I would go back to see my younger brother whenever I had a vacation.

In Tang Tu's words, this little play is quite fun.

It can be said that Tang An's temperament is inextricably related to everyone here.

The old house of the Tang family is on the top of the mountain. Rather than saying it is on the top of the mountain, it is better to say that the entire mountain, including the ten miles around, belongs to the Tang family.

The vehicle drove all the way and passed a road full of trees. Suddenly, it suddenly opened up. What came into view was the brilliant street lights. Going further forward was a solemn gate in Tang'an.

When the door opens, it is a magnificent and magnificent villa.

Only you can imagine the life of rich people, but you can't do it without them.

The car stopped at the door, and the servants lined up outside to greet the owner of the manor.

Tang An followed his father and walked side by side with his sister.

"Xixi, you won't run away secretly tonight, right?" Tang Wenlong stopped and turned his head to look at Tang Xihe.

"Ha, ha. Ha. Ha..., I will definitely not leave. Father, why do you say this?" Tang Xi smiled dryly.

Tang Wenlong nodded and said to the bodyguard next to him, "We will step up patrols tonight. If you know anyone is escaping, knock him out and call me."

Tang Xi looked at his old father with wide eyes, maybe.

After all, there are too many lessons learned from the past, so the old man needs to be prepared.

Tsk tsk tsk, what’s the name of this? It’s shooting yourself in the foot.

Tang An shook his head and went upstairs to his room.

Tang An looked at the spotlessly clean room. It seemed that his aunt had been cleaning it every day since his absence.

Tang An took a book and went to the tea room. Tang Wenlong was also there. This was a tacit understanding between Tang Wenlong and Tang An. As long as Tang An was fine at home, he would definitely accompany Tang Wenlong in the tea room.

The original owner is a very filial child. His father is old and he wants to spend as much time with his father as he can.

"I didn't see mom, dad said." Tang An looked at his father drinking tea.

"Your mother went to play mahjong. Recently, your mother has become obsessed with playing mahjong."

Tang An looked at his father with doubtful eyes. He remembered that his mother was not interested in this aspect.

"Well, your mother dislikes me, an old man who is bored either drinking tea or fishing, so he just learned to play mahjong after dating a few old ladies." Tang Wenlong felt embarrassed.

"How much did mom lose?" Tang An knew clearly. He just wanted to know how much his mom lost.

"Not too much, not too much, almost ten million." Tang Wenlong's face was full of doting when he mentioned his wife. To him, ten million was only.

Tang An was silent. He wanted to start a company without even mentioning that it only cost 10 million yuan. They lost 10 million yuan casually. How about getting some investment from his father?

Tang An thought it was feasible, and just as he was about to accept it and speak, the door of the tea room was pushed open. "Old Tang, why don't you know that I avenged my shame today and won a lot?" Tang An looked at the charming woman who came in. She was his own mother. His mother didn't look at the woman. he.

Hmph, angry.

An Qi sat on the futon beside Tang Wenlong Pond, poured herself a cup of tea, and talked while drinking.

"Cough cough cough" Tang An made a sound, trying to attract his mother's attention.

An Qi turned her head and looked at the source of the sound.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, it turns out to be the eldest son that you have longed for.

"Son, when will you come back? Let mom hug you." An Qi saw that it was her son and stood up quickly.

Tang An also stood up and hugged his mother.

Tang An saw Du Yan's father behind his mother, blowing his beard and staring.

Yep, the old man is still so possessive that he can no longer even hug his mother. He refused to let her hug him when he was a child, and even when he was older, Tang An made a face at the old man.

Slightly slightly.

"That's enough for a hug. It would be rude to hug them again." Tang Wenlong said, ending the hug between mother and son.

"You old man, that's your son." An Qijiao lightly teased Tang Wenlong and Tang Wenlong.

"Don't talk about sons or grandsons." Tang Wenlong loved his wife very much. He spoiled her like a princess. Even now in her sixties, she is still cute.

Tang An's name has been enriched with meaning, not only the surname of his parents, but also Tang Wenlong and his love for An Qi.

"Mom, mom, I want to eat your cooking."

"Okay, my mother is cooking tonight."

An Qi left the tea room, leaving space for the two of them.

"You kid, I have to coax you a lot if I want to eat the food cooked by your mother. If you come back and say a word, your mother will go and cook, hum."

Tang Wenlonghe expressed that he was very jealous.

Tang An thinks this old man is very interesting, like an old child.

Tang An ignored him and continued to read his "Funny Stories Collection"

Very good, very funny.

At around five o'clock in the evening and almost six o'clock in the evening, the bodyguards carried the unconscious Tang Tu into the hall. Tang Wenlong asked the servant to pour some cold water on Tang Tu to wake him up.

Tang Tu woke up instantly and looked around. Didn't he just come back from get off work? Tang Tu felt a sharp pain coming from his head, and when he looked at the old man who was looking at him coldly, he knew what was going on.

"Dad, why are you like this?" Tang Tu was very angry. As a CEO, he had dignity.

"Don't worry, no one will see it." Tang Wenlong took the ancestral feather duster in his hand.

"That's okay," Tang Tu looked at the feather duster in Tang Wenlong's hand and immediately became anxious, "No, Dad, are you serious?"

Tang Tu saw that the situation was not going well and was about to run away, but the bodyguard next to him told him to hold him down.

pia pia pia

Tang Tu never dreamed that he would be spanked by his father when he grew up so big.

Tang An looked at his sister holding back her laughter.

Tang Wenlong turned around and took a quick look. The cold light was shining directly on Tang Xi. Tang Xi stood up immediately without smiling, for fear that the feather duster would fall on him.

Why don't you laugh? Do you just don't like to laugh by nature?