Mr.Ji, welcome!

Ji Fucheng looked at sister-in-law Zhong with a headache, but she followed her with a serious look on her face.

When Jifu entered, he saw a man sitting in the living room, and a set of tea sets were placed on the tea table.

This set of tea set was my father's favorite before. Later, after Ji Deming left, this set of tea set was never used again.

Ji Fucheng was stunned and stared at the man sitting on the sofa.

After sister-in-law Zhong finished her work, she retired wisely. At present, there are only two brothers of the Ji family and Xiaohuan in the living room.

Ji Deming turned slowly, looked at Jifu city behind him, smiled and said, "the town is back. Come and sit down."

Jifu city took an incredible step forward, "Dad?"

"Well, I'm back." Ji Deming nodded at Ji Fucheng. "I saw on the news that your grandfather had an accident, and public opinion suspected that you did it, so I rushed back. I didn't expect to be able to help you."

"Xiao Qian said that he has been helping you manage the company recently and won't make trouble for you?"

Ji Ziqian saw Ji Deming in the afternoon. His father and son talked all afternoon. Just in the car, he deliberately kept the news from his father. Now he can't help it. He sat next to Ji Deming and coquettishly said, "Dad, what are you talking about? My brother is looking for me now. He's looking for his sister-in-law if he has nothing to do. He can live a happy life."

Ji Deming set his eyes on Xiaohuan. "You are Xiaohuan. I heard Xiaoqian talk about you in the afternoon. I heard that you saved the old man this time."

Pay off Huan spent the whole day with the old man in the hospital. He and Ji Deming just met in a hurry and didn't talk. They didn't know each other's identity at that time. Now they are aware of the tension.

"Hello, uncle. My name is Fu Qinghuan."

Ji Deming smiled. "Why do you call uncle?"

With a little smile on her handsome face, Ji Fucheng sat on the opposite tea table with Qing Huan's hand, picked up a cup of tea from the tea table and handed it to Qing Huan, "Qing'er, give tea to Dad."

Is this modified tea?

He thought to himself. His slender little hand took the tea cup, stepped forward two steps to Ji Deming and knelt directly on the ground, "Dad, you drink tea."

"Well, well, get up quickly. The ground is cold." Ji Deming happily took the tea and handed over the red envelope that had been prepared for a long time. "This is the red envelope for me and my mother in the small town. We didn't come back before you got married. I'm really sorry. I'm very satisfied with you, daughter-in-law. I hope you and the small town can have a good marriage for a hundred years and grow old."

She looked at the huge red envelope in front of her and was at a loss.

The red envelope was too big, and there were two at once. She subconsciously looked at Ji Fucheng and saw the other party nodding. She accepted it.

"Thank you, Dad."

Several people went back to the study, and pay off Huan knew that their father and son had not met for so many years, there would be a lot of talk. They simply didn't follow up, but went to the kitchen to prepare supper for several people.

After staying inside for so long, I don't know if I'm full.

An hour later, he knocked on the door of the study, "Dad, I made some wine balls. Have some."

Small dumplings are round and clear, with sweet scented osmanthus and raisins scattered on them. They smell fragrant and arouse people's appetite.

Jifu city came forward and took the tray in the other party's hand, "how can you bring it up by yourself? Just call me."

In front of Ji Deming, he was still a little shy. "I don't want to disturb you talking about things."