When Chen Hansheng and Wang Zibo returned, in addition to Shen Youchu and Aning, yesterday's groom also brought the bride to see them off, carrying souvenirs in his hands.
Chen Hansheng shook hands and hugged with a smile, and accepted the souvenirs without hesitation, but he did not leave a word of promise to others.
Looking at the four people standing dazedly at the entrance of the alley, Wang Zibo thought that Shen Youchu and Xiao Aning had a reason to wait there, but there was no need for the young bride and groom, because Chen Hansheng didn't even have a name. Too lazy to ask.
"Why can Xiao Chen's heart be so hard?"
Wang Zibo thought silently in his heart.
The two of them switched cars all the way to Chengdu. This time, even Wang Zibo took the initiative to buy gifts for Lu Yuzhen. If he went back a day later, he might be less scolded if he brought some gifts.
"Lao Chen can't ignore it."
Chen Hansheng remembered his father, smacked his lips and bought four more cigarettes, all of which were local cigarettes from Sichuan and Chongqing. For example, Jiaozi, Yuxi and the like.
Wang Zibo saw it and bought four of them.
Chen Hansheng was worried that the cigarette was fake, so he thought for a while and said to Wang Zibo: "Zibo, tear your dad up and let me smoke it, so as not to buy fake cigarettes."
" Fuck! What do you mean by tearing my dad apart?"
Wang Zibo said dissatisfied: "Can't you tell me the whole story? Just tear up the cigarette you gave me and try one."
"That's what you mean, why are you so pretentious?"
"No! If you want to, just slap your own."
"Look at how stingy you are. ."
"I'm happy."
The two complained to each other and boarded the plane back to Hong Kong City. After just a short sleep, they arrived at their hometown and stood in the familiar Hualian. At the entrance of the shopping mall, Wang Zibo felt as if he was in a dream.
In the morning, I was still thousands of kilometers away in Sichuan and Chongqing, petting dogs and big cats, and teasing little Aning. Now I have returned to my hometown in the evening.
If it weren’t for the cool breeze, Wang Zibo would have thought he was in a dream.
“Why are you dazed?”
Chen Hansheng waved down a taxi: “Take a taxi back yourself. Don’t look for me these two days. I won’t be home if you look for me. "
"Oh, oh."
Wang Zibo waved goodbye in confusion, took out a cigarette and smoked it. He felt that this year passed too fast. , but when you think about it, the harvest is quite big.
“I have a girlfriend, I have money, I can buy gifts for my parents, and I didn’t fail the exam.”
Wang Zibo looked down at the big and small bags: “ It’s a good year at least.”
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Chen Hansheng didn’t feel that much and ran all the way home. Chen Zhaojun was sitting on the sofa watching sports programs. .
Lao Chen did not turn on the lights, and only the light from the color TV flickered in the living room.
“Why don’t you always turn on the lights?”
The first thing Chen Hansheng did when he came home wasAfter changing into slippers, I turned on the light with a click, and the first words I said were not a greeting, but "a distressed blame."
"Old Chen, do you need this little electricity at home? Don't let me buy you reading glasses in the future!"
"Turn off the lights and look comfortable."
Chen Zhaojun replied and silently looked at his son.
In fact, Chen Hansheng missed seeing Lao Chen a lot. After all, the last time we met was in November. However, he also developed a habit of putting down his luggage and walking around from the bedroom, kitchen, and bathroom. Once again, I found that Liang Meijuan was not around, so I came up with a famous saying.
"Dad, where is my mother?"
Lao Chen didn't take it seriously: "I know you are coming back today. She went out to buy groceries. Maybe she met a colleague or neighbor chatting with her. ."
Chen Hansheng curled his lips and said: "My son doesn't even pay attention when he comes home."
Seeing Chen Hansheng going back to the bedroom to sleep, Chen Zhaojun stopped him: "Come here, I have something to do." Ask you."
Old Chen's face was unusually serious. Chen Hansheng thought for a while and took the cigarette over: "Dad, I'm respectful to you."
"Oh."
Lao Chen took it over and looked at it, then put the cigarette on the coffee table and waited for his son to come out from washing cucumbers in the kitchen.
"It's so cold, you have to eat these raw and cold fruits."
Although Lao Chen had something to talk about, he still worried about Chen Hansheng when he saw him eating raw cucumbers like this Bad stomach.
"Just feel good."
Chen Hansheng sat down on the sofa, his wet hands directly around Lao Chen's shoulders, his eyes staring at the women's volleyball game on TV, and his mouth Chewing cucumber inside, he said: "Come to me for anything."
In fact, Chen Zhaojun was very pleased with his son's attitude. Liang Meijuan was a strict mother at home, and he was not suitable to be a face anymore, so Chen Hansheng Growing up, I wasn't afraid of Lao Chen, but I was very afraid of Liang Meijuan.
"How much money have you made this year?"
Old Chen works in a government agency and usually does not ask ** directly, but this is his own son, so there is no obstacle.
"More than 800,000 yuan. It was originally more than 900,000 yuan. The bonuses were scattered a bit, and an employee has to be equipped with a car worth 200,000 yuan."
In terms of money, Chen Hansheng is not satisfied. He would lie to his biological father, and he didn't even think about what Lao Chen was asking about this. In short, his money was his parents' money.
"So many?"
Old Chen was a little surprised.
"Well, there may be more next year."
Chen Hansheng didn't sit properly while watching TV at home. He took off his shoes and stood them directly on the coffee table, making "ding-ding-ding" sounds. Hit something.
Chen Zhaojun reminded: "Don't break the bracelet your mother just bought, otherwise you will curse me again."
Chen Hansheng picked it up and took a look: "This is obviously made The remaining jade is made of scraps. I will go to the jewelry store to buy a real one for her. "
"None of this is important."
Chen Zhaojun looked at it.Looking at his son, he asked, "Are you sending Xiao Shen home again?"
"Yes."
Chen Hansheng nodded and admitted that Liang Meijuan knew about it.
"This is what I want to talk to you about."
Chen Zhaojun sighed: "I am optimistic about the daughter of the old Xiao family. This girl is beautiful, tall, polite, Your academic performance is good, so you saw your mother and I on the street two days ago, and you bought us a set of down jackets. The most important thing is that our two families know each other well."
Chen Hansheng stopped talking. Listen quietly.
"But."
Chen Zhaojun shook his head: "Your mother prefers Shen Youchu. Of course she has her own reasons. Of course, I also like Xiao Shen. This is your attitude now. "
"If you choose Xiao Shen, then we will make it clear to Lao Xiao early, so that the two families will not become enemies; if you choose Xiao Shen, then break up with Xiao Shen as soon as possible. "
Chen Zhaojun gave an ultimatum: "So, you must come up with a result."
How could Chen Hansheng choose? He said impatiently: "Dad, you. Wouldn’t it be nice to go to Hong Kong City Academy of Fine Arts to write Braille? This is my own private matter and I can handle it.”
“Then how are you going to handle it?”
"Let me think about it."
"Can you make up your mind before the end of the year?"
"I'm sleepy, Dad, I'll go back to sleep first."
Chen Hansheng wanted to run away again, but Lao Chen had no choice but to change his approach: "Then tell me first who you like, so that when I meet Lao Xiao in the future, I will know what attitude to use to deal with it."
Chen Hansheng thought that it would be impossible if he didn’t give an answer today, so he wet his fingers with water and wrote a surname on the mahogany coffee table.
Unexpectedly, after Lao Chen read it, this middle-aged and elderly man with no temperament slapped the coffee table angrily.
With a "ding" sound, one of the bracelets Liang Meijuan bought broke.
“Holy shit.”
Chen Hansheng was startled and quickly moved away from the scene of the accident: “Dad, you broke this, it has nothing to do with me.”
Seeing Chen Hansheng run back to the bedroom to sleep, Old Chen looked at the two bracelets with a sad look on his face.
After Chen Hansheng returned to the bedroom, he looked around here and there. Because he stayed up late last night and was traveling today, he actually fell on the bed and squinted for a while.
When I was half asleep and half awake, I heard someone talking in the living room and the familiar footsteps. This was the return of Queen Mother Liang. Chen Hansheng quickly got up and went to say hello.
As a result, before Chen Hansheng opened the bedroom door, he heard Lao Chen explaining the two-piece bracelet.
"If it's broken, just break it. Han Sheng finally went home. He was careless. He's not very expensive. It's better to just pretend that it didn't happen. Don't worry about the child." Burden..."
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