Chapter 155

"Something?" Jiang Fuyue looked at him.

Lin Shumo didn't say the second sentence. He took the heat preservation bucket directly into her arms and left by mistake.

Jiang Fuyue: "

Wang Haojun not far away: "

Jiang Fuyue didn't wonder for too long. Soon a text message came in, with a strange number.

The soup given to her by Zhong Ziang was handed over by Tuolin Shumo.

Let her remember to drink. In addition, don't forget to apply through his wechat friends.

Jiang Fuyue opened wechat. Sure enough, there was a little red dot in the location of the contact.

She thought and passed.

Send a message to Zhong Ziang: soup is free.

That end almost seconds back: Hey, hey, my mind will be delivered. You can drink it or not.

This move is still effective. At least Jiang Fuyue frowned at the heavy heat preservation bucket in her arms.

……

Lin Shumo sat in the canteen to eat.

No one dares to sit in the empty seats in front of him and around him, so there is a vacuum, he is inside, and the noise around him is abandoned.

Cold, but lonely.

He was expressionless and put a piece of spare ribs in his mouth. In his earphone, he played an article about "multi user time energy levels Wapping based on dense wavelength division multiplexing frequency generation" in the latest journal of Physical Review Letters, which proposed a dense wavelength division multiplexing (DWDM) based on quantum entanglement exchange for the first time in the world Quantum networks

"Lin, Lin Shao..." someone approached and spoke carefully.

Lin Shumo raised his eyes slightly.

Wang Haojun swallowed twice and put the heat preservation bucket in his arms in front of him: "Jiang Fuyue asked me to give it to you!"

Then he turned and ran.

Lin Shumo looked at the intact heat preservation bucket in front of him, and his doubts gradually appeared at the bottom of his eyes.

Back?

He took out his cell phone and called Zhong Ziang.

The other end answered quickly, "little Mo Mo, what's up?"

Listening to the tone, the mood is good. With the wind brought by the galloping of the sports car, it is the unique spirit of the youth.

Lin Shumo sneered, but he didn't know if he would still be so interested after hearing his next words——

He said, "Jiang Fuyue returned the chicken soup."

Unexpectedly, the other end smiled "Oh", which was not surprising: "just give it back. Anyway, I gave it to you. Hey hey..." he also got wechat and earned money!

Lin Shumo frowned: "is that the reaction?"

"Otherwise?"

"I thought you were going to drop your cell phone and scold your mother."

"Oh, what's the age? I'm already an adult. Haven't I heard that the collapse of adults is silent?"

"Oh..." you collapse? I didn't see it, thank you.

"Since she doesn't want it, you drink it. Don't waste it. My mother cooks it in the morning. It's cheap for you."

Lin Shumo cold hum: "when who is rare?"

"Yes, you are not rare. I beg you to drink, will you?"

Lin Shumo was too lazy to tell him, "hang up."

He put down his cell phone and couldn't help swallowing saliva when sipping his lips. He subconsciously rubbed his hands before opening the lid of the thermos barrel.

At the moment of real revelation, the heat came to my face.

He took a sip. Well, it smells good!

……

At the other end, Zhong Ziang drove all the way back to the old house.

It's not the Zhong family's old house, but the Xie family.

My uncle's golden pimple can't be moved from linhuai. When I go home to have a look, I naturally want to receive the wind and wash the dust. Their family was called by grandma early in the morning.

Xie Yunzao is OK. He is too broad. He lacks everything, but he doesn't lack time.

Zhong Yunyi

He came with me. I'll see you for a long time.

Zhong Ziang stopped the car and played with the car keys while walking. He hadn't had time to take off his sunglasses.

All the way through the garden, who knows Zhong Yunyi who ran into him.

His steps stagnated.

The man was wearing a suit and tall. He was in his forties and maintained like a young man. At the moment, he was staring at him and frowning.

Zhong Ziang smiled. The originally raised corners of his mouth gradually flattened. People couldn't see clearly because of the shielding of sunglasses.

"Dad," he cried, but only once.

Then he raised his step again, rubbed past him and went straight in.

"Zhong Ziang, stop!"

"... what's the matter?" he stopped without looking back.

Originally, the relationship between father and son was not good. The transfer storm six months ago almost pushed this precarious relationship between father and son into a cliff.

Fortunately, Xie Yun Chao was in the middle of regulation, and finally thanked him for his agreement and let him go.

"Is this your attitude towards your elders?!" Zhong Yunyi's tone suddenly sank, and the momentum of being in the top position for a long time made people breathless.

Fortunately, Zhong Ziang has long been used to it. In addition, he has been in linhuai for half a year and is more and more afraid of him: "I've always been like this. What's the problem?"

"Smelly boy, have your wings grown hard after going out for half a year?!"

In the past, he said Zhong Ziang was a little empty. Now he doesn't know that he was used to being beaten by Jiang Fuyue and was beaten by her fist. In short, he is quite calm now.

"Don't you just want to see me alone and grow up? Right in the middle. Why are you dissatisfied? It's hard to serve..."

Zhong Yunyi's eyebrows jumped violently.

"It's all right. I went in. It's so hot outside. I don't know what to do when I came out..."

Zhong Yunyi, who came out unsteadily: "

"Take off your sunglasses!"

Zhong Ziang frowned: "what does it matter to you whether I pick it or not?"

The man held back his painful temples and said, "it's not solemn to face his elders."

"Cut, my grandparents don't mind. Do you have any opinions?"

"Don't let me say it again."

"Grandma said, I'm so handsome. I can pick it. You have to ask my grandma whether she agrees or not."

"Come back ~" said Cao Cao. Cao Cao arrived. Ms. Fu's gentle and kind voice sounded like the sound of nature.

"Grandma, I'm back!"

"Why are you sweating so much? Come on, wipe..." he said and handed the silk over himself.

Zhong Ziang took it over like a stream of good advice and sniffed: "well, it's so fragrant!"

The old lady raised her eyebrows proudly: "Rose amber, new tune, how about it?"

"My grandmother made a move. It must be the best of the best. I don't have to say!"

"This little mouth is so sweet..." suddenly, the old lady was elated.

Zhong Ziang glanced and stood behind. He was ignored by his father and deliberately annoyed him: "grandma, look at my sunglasses. Are you handsome?"

The old lady looked at it carefully and nodded solemnly, "handsome!"

"Hey, hey, I won't pick it -" he deliberately opened his voice to let the people behind him hear it clearly.

"If you don't pick it, you can wear it like this. It's worthy of being my grandson. It's better than those stars' small fresh meat... Go, let's go in. It's very hot outside..."

"OK!" Zhong Ziang followed.

Suddenly, the old lady had a meal at her feet. It seemed that she remembered her son-in-law. She turned back and shouted, "Yunyi, come in too." Rou Qia was gentle, calm and kind.

But far from being close to Zhong Ziang.

Zhong Yunyi nodded, "come on."

In the room, the food has been put on the table.

Seeing that the old lady ran out to pick up Zhong Ziang on a hot day, Xie Yunzao couldn't help complaining: "Mom, he's such a big man. He can't find the way."

Ms. Fu: "I'd love to."

Xie Yunzao: "..." I can't take it anymore.

"Angang," the old lady took him to sit down on the sofa with a soft voice like water, "what are you doing out early in the morning?"

Zhong Ziang took the action of his mobile phone, looked up and grinned: "hey... Grandma, are you talking to me?"

Ms. Fu was not in a hurry: "how can this be called a cliche? I care about you. I didn't sleep in the morning. I watched your mother cook chicken soup and went out with a heat preservation bucket. Has it been delivered to the little girl now?"

Zhong Ziang touched the bridge of his nose and giggled, "mmm."

Wait, something's wrong

"Where, where is there any little girl?" his eyes flashed.

Got caught!

The old lady didn't reveal it, but smiled and said, "this is the first time you take something out from home to give it away. It's not those gadgets you can buy with money, but a cup of chicken soup..."

Zhong Ziang blinked: "what happened to the chicken soup?"

"It seems that I really like other people's little girls."

Zhong Ziang blushed and still said, "where..."

Ms. Fu smiled without speaking.

Xie Yunzao ordered the servant to arrange the meal and turned to Zhong Ziang: "go and ask your grandpa and uncle to come down for dinner."

"Oh." Zhong Ziang ran upstairs.

Seeing Zhong Yunyi's eyebrows and hair tight: "... It's still so unstable."

Xie Yunzao heard the speech and said softly, "you're not much better than him at your age."

"I'm talking about Zhong Ziang. Why are you pulling at me again?!"

"Compare it, what's your hurry?"

Zhong Yunyi: "it is you who are used to it that he is as lawless and arrogant as he is now!"

Then he brushed away.

Xie Yunzao looked at the back of the man walking away. He was stunned for a moment and soon set the bowl as if nothing had happened.

On the second floor, Zhong Ziang first called the old man, then turned his feet and directly pushed open Xie Dingyuan's door: "uncle, eat -" dinner.

Uh!

Before the last two words were spoken, Zhong Ziang was stunned in situ.