Seeing that Lao Chen was so aware and had no regard for the feelings of his female high school classmates, and was determined to clear up the misunderstanding with his troubled wife, Chen Hansheng thought that Lao Chen had cheated on her, which was harder than me to accept.
"Okay, it's settled then. You and Aunt Mo will have a public phone call tonight to explain the matter clearly. I'll go home first and help you sound out."
Chen Hansheng patted his butt and prepared to leave. Empress Dowager Liang felt unwell today and asked for leave to rest at home.
Chen Zhaojun nodded: "Then let's contact each other via text message. Actually, I wanted to take leave to take care of your mother, but she kicked me out."
Lao Chen felt a little embarrassed after saying that, but still I didn't forget to remind: "Your mother probably didn't have lunch at home. You should go to the noodle shop in the stadium first. She likes the fried noodles there the best."
"Got it!"
Chen Hansheng Turning around and looking at his father, Old Chen was actually almost 50. Although there was no gray hair on his temples, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were getting deeper and deeper.
"Why are you arguing at such an old age? You really have enough to eat and have free time."
Chen Hansheng walked downstairs, not knowing what he thought of, and suddenly suddenly He raised his head and said, "I'll bring the whole granddaughter to you in two years. Let's see if you still have time to quarrel."
"Smelly boy..."
Old Chen smiled Suddenly, when I saw Chen Hansheng driving his Xiaoli out of the parking lot of the unit, I felt an inexplicable warmth in my heart.
... He didn't dare to knock on the door for fear of disturbing Liang Meijuan who was resting.
She quietly opened the security door with a key. When she was changing her shoes, Liang Meijuan suddenly stretched out half of her body from the kitchen and looked at Chen Hansheng blankly.
The mother and son looked at each other for about 10 seconds. Queen Mother Liang suddenly closed the kitchen door, covered her head, and walked into the bedroom with a haggard look on her face.
Chen Hansheng was a ghost. When he saw that Liang Meijuan's mouth was not clean of the oil stains, he put down the fried noodles and rushed into the kitchen.
Liang Meijuan didn’t even want to stop her.
Not long after, Chen Hansheng came out of the kitchen with a small pot, banged the lid and said: "Pork ribs and vegetable noodles, I thought you were so sad that you shed tears today, but it turned out You're cooking pork ribs noodles in the kitchen!"
"Mom, are you worthy of me?"
Chen Hansheng said with a look of sadness and anger.
"What are you yelling about?"
Liang Meijuan was also startled at first, thinking that her husband had come back early. Fortunately, Chen Hansheng saw it and it was okay: "I only eat when I am full." I don’t have the strength to get divorced.”
“What a divorce.”
Chen Hansheng slumped on the sofa: “I’ve never seen anyone secretly cooking pork ribs noodles at home before the divorce. , if you miss your son just say it, why would you use this method to trick me into going home?"
Liang Meijuan refused: "Who lied to you.Ah, do you know how abominable your dad... Chen Zhaojun is? Even if he had dinner with that woman, he actually lied to me about socializing. I don’t want to live with a liar. Think about it quickly. What are you going to do with him after the divorce? Your dad is still with me. "
"In addition, if you follow me, you will have to change your last name. "
Liang Meijuan snorted coldly: "Change your name to Liang Hansheng. ”
“Forget it, I’d better ask the orphanage if they can accept a baby like me who is 5 years old and over 100 months old. "
Chen Hansheng stood up and opened the bag of fried noodles: "Come and eat, Queen Mother. "
Liang Meijuan twitched her index fingers as she smelled the fragrance, but she was still a little embarrassed, so she said seriously: "Chen Zhaojun and I had a fight last night. "
Chen Hansheng nodded indifferently: "I know. "
"I cried for a long time last night, and your dad didn't even try to comfort me. "
"Didn't you drive him out of the bedroom? How could he coax him? ”
“Mom feels really uncomfortable. "
"I will accompany you to the hospital tomorrow, head office. "
"He shouldn't have lied to me. "
"emmm...Although it is a white lie, it should be educated severely. When Lao Chen comes back in the evening, I will make a report on behalf of the family committee to let him reflect deeply. ”
...
In fact, for Liang Meijuan, "divorce" was just a harsh word. After all, her son was twenty years old, and the couple usually had a good relationship.
Liang Meijuan just wanted to express her anger. And sad, and probably jealous
“Do you still feel pain? "
Chen Hansheng asked.
Liang Meijuan nodded: "My waist hurts, my calf hurts, my ribs hurt, and my whole body feels uncomfortable." "
Chen Hansheng sighed. In fact, it doesn't hurt anywhere, so it hurts everywhere. There is a professional name in medicine called "neuralgia", which is mainly related to mood.
"Okay, if you say it hurts, I'll hit you. "
Chen Hansheng was quite helpless, but this was his own mother, so there was nothing he could do.
Who knew that Liang Meijuan was quite disgusted: "Don't just hammer, talk about the school. What’s going on here? How old is Grandma Xiao Shen? Will Xiao Yu’er become a lawyer after studying law? What’s going on with Luo Xuan’s parents..."
Chen Hansheng still has to pick up some interesting things Let’s talk about the story to make the middle-aged and elderly “divorced” women happy. As we chatted, the phone suddenly dinged a message.
Chen Zhaojun: How is your mother’s mood? She can eat. Do you want to eat?
Chen Hansheng looked at the relief on Liang Meijuan’s face and sent a message back to Lao Chen.
Chen Hansheng: No mole, please send some H pictures.
Chen Zhaojun:?
Chen Hansheng: Sorry, I’m used to it, this sentence means that the situation is very safe and my mother will be fine.
Chen Zhaojun: That’s good. I bought the twists your mother likes to eat after get off work. You keep it a secret.
Chen Hansheng: In addition to mahua, buy a bouquet of flowers. There is no way to apologize with mahua.
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In the evening, Chen Zhaojun opened the security door with uneasiness and saw a familiar scene.
My son was lying on the sofa watching TV, changing the channel impatiently. My wife was cooking in the kitchen, and the noise of the range hood could be heard in the living room.
"How is it?" Lao Chen asked quickly.
Chen Hansheng waved his hand confidently: "Xiao Chen takes action, one can defeat two, what are you worried about?"
Liang Meijuan heard the conversation in the living room, opened the kitchen door and took a look. After discovering that it was Chen Zhaojun, the door was slammed shut again with a "bang" sound.
Lao Chen had a sad face: "Didn't you say that everything was done?"
"I haven't even made a call yet. Please organize your language now."
After Chen Hansheng finished speaking, he went to the kitchen and dragged Liang Meijuan out. Liang Meijuan was still shouting: "The vegetables are not cooked yet, please wait until I turn off the gas."
When she and Chen Zhaojun looked at each other, When, Liang Meijuan immediately turned cold and sat on the sofa without saying a word, and even hit Chen Hansheng twice to let him sit down and watch TV.
Chen Zhaojun swallowed, and with the encouragement of his son, he took out his PHS and dialed.
"Hello, Mo Ke, I'm Chen Zhaojun."
"Oh, Zhaojun, what's the matter?"
Mo Ke came from the speakerphone. Ke's calm voice made Liang Meijuan's face suddenly tense. Although she was not looking at PHS, she was very focused.
"Ahem, the situation is like this."
Chen Zhaojun glanced at Liang Meijuan: "We sat in a cafe yesterday. Later, my wife found out about it and went home. We had a quarrel later, and now I want you to help me prove that we were just chatting."
Chen Hansheng was a little surprised when he heard this. Lao Chen is a member of the agency. If you say he has Qiqiaoxin, he is. It's an exaggeration, but he probably still has three or four orifices. He usually pays attention to the manner and propriety of his speech.
With such a straightforward communication method today, he would rather offend Mo Ke than clear up the family misunderstanding.
However, Mo Ke's reaction was just a slight smile, and after a while he asked: "Is Meijuan here?"
"Yes."
< p>Chen Zhaojun handed the phone to Liang Meijuan.Liang Meijuan was caught off guard and glared at her husband fiercely.
"Hello, I, I am Liang Meijuan."
Liang Meijuan also started to get nervous.
"Meijuan, don't worry, Zhaojun and I are just high school classmates."
While Mo Ke was talking, Chen Zhaojun was smoking quietly, with a calm and relaxed expression on his face. , there is also a hint of emotion.
"I guess I still miss it a little bit."
Chen Hansheng thought to himself that it was just that they both had families now and had been here for so many years, so they could have such restraint.
"Meijuan, in fact, most of what we talked about yesterday was about Han Sheng. To be honest, my wife and I don't want children. I like Han Sheng very much. Yesterday, I was joking with Lao Chen and wanted to recognize Han Sheng as my godson."
"Why don't you tell me about this?"
Chen Hansheng glared at his father and expressed this silently. mood.
Chen Zhaojun looked at Liang Meijuan and shook his head slightly.
Sure enough, Liang Meijuan refused directly on the phone: "Han Sheng is too naughty, and he doesn't follow the rules. I often have insomnia at night because I worry about his affairs. I really don't want him to cause you any trouble." ·······"
After the phone call, the misunderstanding was basically resolved. Chen Hansheng put on airs and seriously criticized Lao Chen.
"You must tell the truth about anything in the future. With my mother's broad mind, will she still stop you from meeting your female classmates?"
Chen Hansheng finished flattering. , and said to Liang Meijuan with a flattering smile: "As for Aunt Mo's confession of her son, I think..."
"No!"
Liang Meijuan interrupted directly .
For a middle-aged woman of her age, if she and her husband no longer have feelings for each other, they can still negotiate a divorce. However, Liang Meijuan would probably fight tooth and nail if anyone tried to steal her son.
"Why do you care so much? You are not short of money now."
While Liang Meijuan was cooking in the kitchen, Chen Zhaojun asked in a low voice.
Chen Hansheng rubbed his nose: "Two mothers can correspond to two daughters-in-law..."
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