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A meal is a pleasure.

Ma Dongmei really feels that her family is related to Feng Yuanyuan's family.

Thirty years ago, we met in peace and water, and 30 years later, we can still sit at the same table for dinner. This fate is indescribable.

The wine table was quickly divided into two groups.

Four women chat, three men drink and listen to them.

Feng Jianbang and his son respected Wu Jun a lot of wine and thanked again and again for today's events.

After drinking the two bottles of Junheng 998 brought by Wu Jun, Feng's father took out two more bottles of wine that he had not been willing to drink for many years.

A meal lasted from more than one o'clock in the afternoon to more than four o'clock, and then the seats were withdrawn.

Wu Jun and Feng Dad are more than a catty each, and the two kinds of wine are already a little dizzy now.

Feng Jianbang was obviously not drinking well, he vomited after drinking less than half a catty. He was already lying on the table and couldn't get up.

Ma Dongmei and Ma Siyu helped clean up, and then bid farewell to the family.

Feng Yuanyuan and her parents were unable to send the three out of the house, but they went all the way to the place where Wu Jun had parked on the side of the road. They watched the three get in the car and walked away.

Wu Jun drank a lot of alcohol. Although he felt that he had no problem driving, he took the initiative to give the driver to Ma Siyu when he thought that he was sitting in the car with the two most important people in his life.

I went out for a whole day and went back home to take a hot bath, and the family sat chatting together.

Speaking of dinner with Feng Yuanyuan's family today, Ma Dongmei called out to see each other late.

"Speaking of it, I still remember that buddy." Wu Guangqiang recalled, "At that time, his wife was a bit difficult to give birth. He went in and out of the delivery room and signed it several times. A big man was sitting outside the delivery room. Wipe your tears on the chair."

Ma Dongmei was also recalled and said: "It seems that there is something like this."

Wu Jun knocked on the seeds, and Ma Siyu curled up on the sofa with a pillow to chat with her mobile phone.

What happened back then, they had no right to speak, only to listen.

"At that time, the situation was quite dangerous. It was said that the amniotic fluid was muddy, the umbilical cord was around the neck, the fetal position was not correct, and the mother was still anemia." Wu Guangqiang said, "At that time, the doctor asked him whether to take care of the adult or the child. The couple discussed for a long time, but finally I chose to protect the child."

Listening to their parents talking about the past, Wu Jun and Ma Siyu stopped their movements.

It doesn't make sense to see Master Bao or child protection from TV, and even the plot is a bit bloody.

When this happened to someone I knew, it was another feeling.

Ma Dongmei said with empathy: "It's really not easy for a woman to have a baby in her life. It's almost the same as going to Guimenguan for a while."

Wu Guangqiang held Ma Dongmei's hand and said, "Yes, thank you for your hard work, wife."

"According to your third sister, my mother is really a true warrior." Ma Siyu stretched out five fingers and said exaggeratedly, "Good fellow, the ghost gate has been closed five times."

"You girl, how do you talk." Ma Dongmei angrily patted Ma Siyu's head, "If my mother had only one child, now I can have you!"

"That's what I said!" Ma Siyu said, sticking out his tongue, "Anyway, I am scared now when I hear about having a baby. I won't be counted as going to Guimenguan to recognize my way in advance."

"You don't use questions to play." Ma Dongmei pierced Ma Siyu's little trick. "This is about to celebrate the New Year. You and Xiaojun are both thirty. No matter what it is, you must bring me one back."

"Brother-in-law, look at my third sister, isn't this driving me to death?" Ma Siyu began to perform the same tricks, holding Wu Guangqiang's arm and acting like a baby.

Wu Jun looked speechless for a while: "Comrade Ma Simei, please consider the feelings of the people around you..."

"I'm thinking about you a ghost! You traitor!" Ma Siyu threw the pillow in his arms onto Wu Jun with an aura.

"Xiaojun, when will you and Feifei get the certificate?" Ma Dongmei turned to look at Wu Jun and said, "The older a woman has a child, the more dangerous it is. Hurry up and get married and give birth to the child. I can help you if I have nothing to do at home. Bring the children with Feifei."

Wu Jun looked distressed and looked at his father for help. He hasn't made plans to get married yet.

Wu Guangqiang understood the expression in his son's eyes and said: "Once my wife is OK, the children are older. They have ideas in their minds about these things, so let's not worry about them."

Ma Dongmei shifted the fire again, turned to look at Wu Guangqiang, and said angrily: "What's the matter with you? If you don't help me, why don't you help them speak."

"Sister, you are all old ideas." Ma Siyu said, "In ancient times, the average life span of a person was only about 30 years old. After getting married, having children and staying behind was a top priority."

"It's 2020, and the retirement age is about to be 70 years old. It's easy to live a hundred and eighty years old, so why do you worry about getting married and having children?"

Ma Siyu finally said: "Look at the successful people, there are a few who married early."

"Married early in the British year? What are you doing wrong!" Ma Dongmei was angry and slapped Ma Siyu's long legs.

"Yes, mom, my aunt and my second aunt are preparing for a national tour." Wu Jun said while the iron was hot. "For so many years, you and my dad haven't traveled far. Take advantage of being light, go out and see more Okay, it’s never too late to take the kids at home and wait for enough.

Hearing Wu Jun talking about national tourism, Ma Dongmei was a little moved by him.

Recall that in my life, the farthest gate I went out was Shimen City.

In the past, I used to watch people with good living conditions traveling everywhere on TV, and I was only envious of myself.

Now that I have this condition, I will get older in a few years, and I can't go to many places if I want to.

"My wife, don't you always want to go to the beach and see the sea?" Wu Guangqiang said persistently, "After a while, I will have less work on hand. I will take you to play for a week."

"I can't beat you three, forget it, I don't care about your business." Ma Dongmei couldn't resist the alliance of the three, and finally compromised.

Wu Jun and Ma Siyu secretly high-five, once again celebrating the victory of the battle.

Ma Dongmei suddenly asked: "By the way, old man, how about you say I recognize a goddaughter?"

Wu Guangqiang was a little puzzled: "Why do you say this again? A while ago, Li Xiangxiang didn't say that she wanted her daughter to be your goddaughter, didn't you agree?"

Ma Dongmei gave Wu Guangqiang a white glance and said, "What did Li Xiangxiang do when she asked her daughter to recognize me as a godmother, don't you know?"

Wu Guangqiang said: "Why did you mention this all of a sudden?"

Ma Dongmei said: "I saw Yuanyuan's child today. I like it from the bottom of my heart. She is different from others."

Ma Siyu looked surprised and said: "Sister Sister, no, you want to recognize Yuanyuan as your daughter?"

Ma Dongmei asked Ma Siyu: "What? Do you have an opinion?"

"I don't have any opinions," Ma Siyu couldn't help but jokingly said, "Then she has to call me aunt in the future?"

Ma Dongmei said: "What should you do with you? You talk about you, and we talk about us."

Wu Guangqiang said: "Have you asked anyone what advice?"

Ma Dongmei said: "I haven't asked yet. Isn't this the first to seek the opinion of your godfather."

Wu Jun was speechless when he heard his mother's words. He hadn't written the eight characters yet, and the identity of the godfather had been arranged for his father.

My mother seemed to be imperative about acknowledging Feng Yuanyuan as a goddaughter, and asking for advice was just a formality.