Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Tang Nianchen sat in the car, quietly looking at the night outside the window.

The same night as before.

The difference is, she's back.

Lao Zhao has been chanting scriptures, saying that "driving is not standard, and relatives are in tears". He happens to use the broadcast lines in wandering the earth. Tang Nianchen is impatient: "Lao Zhao, you went to the movies. Who did you watch with?"

Lao Zhao... Was as quiet as a chicken in an instant.

Half an hour later, the car stopped at the door of the Tang family's mansion. Tang Yao and Fu ran had heard that their son had an accident and didn't sleep. They had been waiting. When they saw him, they couldn't help but say a few more words.

Tang Nianchen has been quietly listening to his parents, especially Tang Yao, who is very angry: "Tang Nianchen, you said that you have been like a monk in recent years, and we don't expect you to open branches and leaves for the Tang family immediately. At least, you should pay attention to safety."

Tang Nianchen looked at his father, reached out and took out a cigarette to hold it on his lips and wanted to light it, but Tang Yao suddenly grabbed it and pinched it in two: "if your hand is hurt like this and you smoke, you don't want to die."

Tang Nianchen maintained his movements, his eyes deep and slowly opened his mouth: "Tang Mu is back."

"What?" Tang Yao's fingers trembled, and his voice trembled, "Tang mu?"

This is Tang Nianchen's lifeblood. Are you back?

Fu ran was also shocked and exchanged a look with Tang Yao——

No wonder something happened. It turned out that Tang Mu came back.

Tang Nianchen drooped his eyes, "she is now with Shaoyang."

Tang Yao Fu ran was still in shock. He had faintly got up and walked upstairs.

When he went upstairs, Tang Yao and Fu ran were still shocked. Tang Yao frowned: "no, Shaoyang? That's not... It's hard for my family. "

Fu ran was helpless. He didn't say a word for a long time. Finally, he sighed: "it depends on Tang Mu's own meaning."

Tang Yao looked up with a light in his eyes: "the child hasn't come back for four years. Now he doesn't go home in H city. I think it's heartbreaking. Did Fu ran think we were too eccentric at the beginning? Because Nianchen is our child, we put his feelings first, and Tang mu... We ignored her feelings and forgot that Nianchen is all she has, She will be sad to leave Nianchen. "

Fu ran was also very sad. "I've been thinking these years that I'm sorry for Tang mu."

But Tang Mu didn't blame them. She always said she was very good. She would send gifts every new year's festival and their birthday. Nianchen always looked after them for a long time. However, Tang Mu never mentioned Nianchen.

Tang Yao hugged Fu ran, "I'll let her come back and live. It's not easy to go back to H city and live outside."

Fu ran threw himself into his arms and couldn't help crying.

Over the years, Tang Mu has always been a wound in their hearts, but everyone doesn't say it. Except Tang Yao, he often can't help satirizing and mocking Nianchen, but Nianchen doesn't refute it. It seems that he is very willing to mention Tang Yao.

That's because if Tang Yao doesn't say anything, Tang Mu seems to have disappeared from this family. The past she lived in seems to have never existed.

Now, Tang Yao has moved out, but Nianchen has moved back.

These children!

Upstairs, Tang Nianchen kicked off his leather shoes and leaned half against the head of the bed. Without turning on the light, he smoked quietly.

In the dark night, only the smoke was misty, quietly accompanying him.