Wang Ran nodded, "Well, is this really okay?"
"Of course. Although it is said that men chase women across mountains, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. Three feet of ice does not grow in a day. For your situation, you must have enough patience. It may take a long time. Can you wait long enough to inspire your master wife?"
Wang Ran nodded desperately, "Of course, I am willing to wait even for a lifetime!"
Although waiting is torturous and painful, waiting for the person you like is not a kind of happiness.
Wang Dachun nodded and patted Wang Ran on the shoulder, "Come on, I'm optimistic about you."
Watching Wang Dachun leave, Wang Ran clenched his fists.
Seeing Wang Dachun leaving, Hongying hurriedly came over and asked, "What are you telling Wang Dachun to be sneaky about? You must not make any rude requests to others, otherwise I will not spare you."
"How could it be, Master Hongying? I was telling him some personal matters."
Hongying gave Wang Ran a strange look, why did this guy bring his own name when he called her "Master Niang" today.
What she didn't know was that Wang Ran hoped that one day he could drop the word "Master's Wife" and call her "Hongying" directly.
"Senior brother, are we going back again?" Murong Jing took Wang Dachun's arm and asked while walking.
Wang Dachun nodded, "Well, all the projects in our Taoyuan Village have been completed. I have to go back to organize it. Of course, if you don't want to go back, just play here."
"No, I will be wherever my senior brother is." Murong Jing pulled Wang Dachun's arm and acted coquettishly, making Wang Dachun's mind sway for a while.
Not to be outdone, Yun Zhu took Wang Dachun's other arm and leaned her little head on his shoulder, smiling: "Yes, we won't be able to sleep well at night without my brother as a pillow."
Such a hug made Wang Dachun's little soul almost float out, "Okay, everyone goes back. I can't sleep well at night without you."
"Fuck, as a man you should act like a young master!"
"Yes, the young master's luck in love is so good, I'm so envious of him."
The doormen and bodyguards were filled with envy when they saw the two extremely beautiful girls beside Wang Dachun.
It’s also a 12-year education, so why are others so good?
At this moment, Murong Jing suddenly stopped because she saw Murong Fu and Wang Yuyang walking out of the room talking and laughing.
"Jing'er." When Murong Fu saw his daughter, he immediately came up to her with a smile on her face.
"Humph." Murong Jing saw Murong Fu and couldn't help but turned around with a snort. Recently, Murong Fu came over every three days, which made her a little upset.
Murong Fu came to Murong Jing and said sincerely: "Jing'er, can you take me to your mother's grave so that I can kowtow to him and apologize?"
Murong Jing's eyes were red, "No need, everyone is already dead. What's the use of kowtowing now? What were you doing earlier?"
Wang Yuyang sighed, "Girl Jing, your dad already knows that he was wrong. Just give him a chance. After all, he is your father. Blood is thicker than water. He can break bones and connect tendons!"
Murong Jing gritted her teeth and said, "Grandpa Wang, it's not that I don't forgive him. Do you know how heartless he was when my senior brother and I went to Murong's house to find him?"
Murong Fu smiled bitterly and explained: "Didn't I do it to show He Fangfang? You don't know how much influence she has in the Murong family. A single move can affect the whole body."
Wang Dachun said: "My junior sister's mother is buried in our village. We are planning to go back. How about Uncle Murong come with us?"
Murong Fu was overjoyed and said, "Really, that's great. I'll trouble you then." He took a careful look at Murong Jing and found that she had no strong objections. He was immediately relieved, which meant that his daughter had slowly accepted it. Own.
Next, Murong Fu, accompanied by Secretary Liu, drove behind Wang Dachun in a car.
In the car, Murong Jing pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "Brother, why did you let that ruthless and unjust person follow you?"
Wang Dachun smiled bitterly, "Junior sister, no matter how much you hate him, he is your father after all. Besides, he may have had some unspeakable secrets at the beginning. After all, there are too many things involved in achieving this step, and sometimes he may not be able to help it. !”
Murong Jing said angrily: "Hmph, I don't believe it is so difficult for him to care a little about his wife, children and children with his status. He must have let the wolf eat his heart."
Wang Dachun could only smile bitterly. This was all he could do to help Murong Fu. He could only rely on himself to heal his daughter's riddled heart.
The journey went smoothly, and at nine o'clock in the evening, we finally arrived at Taoyuan Village.
At this time, most of the villagers were asleep, and the village was quiet. Except for the occasional barking of dogs, the only sound was the whining of the wind.
Murong Fu looked out the car window at the rural scenery and couldn't help but sigh: "I haven't been to the countryside for a long time, and the air feels sweet."
Secretary Liu nodded, "Yes, every breath you take in the city is filled with exhaust fumes from cars. It's really incomparable!"
Murong Fu sighed and said: "When I retire in the future, I will build a few thatched huts next to Jing'er's mother's tomb, spend the rest of my life with her, and spend the rest of my life like that."
Secretary Liu felt a little desolate in his heart. What on earth are people pursuing in this life? After a lifetime of busyness and struggle, in the end, it is just a handful of loess?
When they arrived at the village headquarters, several village leaders were still waiting there. Wang Dachun had called before and said that a high-ranking official from Kyoto would come here to stay overnight and asked them to prepare two beds.
As soon as the old village chief heard that a high-ranking official from Kyoto would not dare to neglect, he brought the best beds and beddings in the village. The original wooden bed was replaced by Simmons's, and the mattress underneath was replaced by goatskin. The quilts are all light and soft down jacket quilts.
In the room, the walls were covered with wallpaper day after day, and the washbasin, toothbrushes, towels, etc. were all replaced with new ones.
In the words of the old village chief, only high-ranking officials from Kyoto are called real high-ranking officials. In the past, there were eight-carriage sedan chairs, with civil and military officials clearing the way. The pomp and ceremony was not even a mile away, but it must have been half a mile away. .
When Murong Fu came back, he found that there was only one guard around him. The old village chief did not say anything but admired him in his heart. He must be an upright official. Just look at the pomp and ceremony with which he went out.
"Old village chief, this is General Murong, a high-ranking military official."
"It turns out to be Mr. Murong, please come in and invite me. The conditions in our rural village are a bit rough, so I hope you don't get weird."
Although the old village chief did not hold a high official position, he was still an old man who had been in the officialdom for decades, and he still had a way of speaking.
Murong Fu quickly said politely: "What the hell, it's so late, I'm disturbing you all."
Wang Dachun touched his shriveled belly and said, "I'm already hungry. Let's serve the food quickly."
