Adoptive father Ji x adopted son Xian, now pa, short story. Excerpt: "Uncle Jiang, my uncle only asked my two brothers to find the whereabouts of Wei Ying. Now that we have found it, let Wei Ying choose the next thing." Lan Wangji said that he only said one sentence, and saw the little Wei Ying next to him showing the same confused expression at the door of the welfare home, fearing that he would be abandoned. When Jiang Fengmian saw that the Lan family didn't say much about the fight for custody, she said to little Wei Ying in a gentle voice: "My uncle's family has a daughter, Yanli, who is slightly older than you, and a son, Acheng, who is about the same age. Children of your age will play very well together." Little Wei Ying put his hand into his coat pocket, touched the key Lan Wangji gave him at noon, and looked at Lan Wangji. Lan Wangji looked back at him indifferently, raised his lips and said, "There are more than three thousand rules in the Lan family. If you choose to stay in the Lan family, you don't have to change your surname, but you still have to abide by it." Xiao Wei Ying asked: "With you?" Lan Wangji replied: "Yes." "Then I..." Xiao Wei Ying had already thought about it, but Uncle Jiang came out halfway and interrupted: "Axian, think about it again." At the same time, Lan Wangji suddenly said: "The concubines of the son's family." Is little Ai Moli okay?" Jiang Fengmian had a slight headache when talking about his son's three dogs, but more importantly, he was wondering about his son Lan Wangji's attention to their dogs: "It's good, Jasmine has given birth to a little one, and now there are more dogs at home." Only Lan Wangji knows about the fear of dogs. The hair on Xiao Wei Ying's back stood up, secretly holding the key, and said quickly: "Uncle Jiang, I have thought about it, I want to follow Lan Zhan."
Intention: The cultivation of forgetfulness is not to be missed.