Chapter 335

When Chen Hansheng and Wang Zibo returned, in addition to Shen Youchu and an Ning, yesterday's bridegroom also brought the bride to see them off with local specialties in his hand.

Chen Hansheng smiled, shook hands and hugged, and accepted local specialties without hesitation, but he didn't leave a promise to others.

Looking at the four people standing at the entrance of the alley, Wang Zibo thought that Shen Youchu and Xiao aning had reason to wait there, which was unnecessary for the young bride and groom, because Chen Hansheng didn't even bother to inquire about their names.

"Why can Xiao Chen's heart be so hard?"

Wang Zibo thought silently.

The two drove all the way to Chengdu. This time, even Wang Zibo took the initiative to buy gifts for Lu Yuzhen. He went back a day late and brought some gifts. Maybe he could get less scolding.

"Lao Chen can't ignore it."

Chen Hansheng thought of his father and bought four more cigarettes, all of which are local cigarettes from Sichuan and Chongqing, such as jiaozi and Yuxi.

Wang Zibo saw it and bought four.

Chen Hansheng was worried that the cigarette was fake. After thinking about it, he said to Wang Zibo, "Zibo, tear up your father and give me a cigarette to avoid buying fake cigarettes."

"Fuck! What do you mean, tear my father apart."

Wang Zibo said discontentedly, "can't you say it completely? Tear off the cigarette given to my father and try one."

"One meaning, why are you so literal."

"No! If you want to smoke, smoke your own."

"Look how stingy you are."

"I'd love to."

They complained to each other about boarding the plane back to Hong Kong City. They just went home after a sleep. Standing at the door of the familiar Hualian mall, Wang Zibo felt like a dream.

In the morning, I was still thousands of kilometers away in Sichuan and Chongqing, touching dogs and big cats and teasing little Anning. Now I have returned to my hometown in the evening.

If it weren't for the cool wind, Wang Zibo always thought he was still in a dream.

"Why are you stunned?"

Chen Hansheng waved and shouted a taxi: "then take a taxi back by yourself. Don't look for me these two days. I'm not at home."

"Oh, oh."

Wang Zibo waved goodbye in confusion and took out a cigarette to smoke. He felt that the year passed too fast, but he thought it would be a great harvest.

"With a girlfriend and money, I can buy gifts for my parents, and I didn't fail the exam."

Wang Zibo looked down at big and small bags: "at least it's a good harvest year."

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Chen Hansheng didn't feel so much. He trotted all the way home. Chen Zhaojun was sitting on the sofa watching sports programs.

He didn't turn on the light either. Only the light of the color TV was shining in the living room.

"Why don't you always turn on the light?"

Chen Hansheng's first action at home was to change his slippers, and then "click" to turn on the light. The first sentence was not a greeting, but "distressed blame".

"Lao Chen, do you lack this electricity bill at home? Don't let me match you with reading glasses in the future!"

"Turn off the light and look comfortable."

Chen Zhaojun replied and looked at his son silently.

In fact, Chen Hansheng missed seeing old Chen. After all, he last saw him in November. However, he also formed the habit of putting down his luggage first and strolling through the bedroom, kitchen and bathroom. He found that there was no figure of Liang Meijuan, which was a famous saying.

"Dad, where's my mother?"

Lao Chen also didn't think so: "when you came back today, she went out to buy vegetables. Maybe she met some colleagues and neighbors chatting."

Chen Hansheng said, "my son doesn't pay attention to coming home."

Seeing Chen Hansheng going back to his bedroom to sleep, Chen Zhaojun called him, "come here, I have something to ask you."

Old Chen's face was rarely serious. Chen Hansheng thought about it and wanted to take the cigarette first: "Dad, filial piety to you."

"Oh."

Lao Chen took it and looked at it. He put the cigarette on the tea table and waited for his son to wash the cucumber out in the kitchen.

"It's so cold that you have to eat these raw and cold fruits."

Although Lao Chen has something to talk about, he is still worried that Chen Hansheng will eat raw cucumbers directly.

"Just be cool."

Chen Hansheng sat down on the sofa, put his wet hand directly around Lao Chen's shoulder, stared at the women's volleyball match on TV, chewed cucumbers and said, "what's up with me."

In fact, Chen Zhaojun is very pleased with his son's attitude. At home, Liang Meijuan is Yan's mother, so he is not suitable to hold another face. Therefore, Chen Hansheng was not afraid of old Chen from childhood and was very afraid of Liang Meijuan.

"How much money have you made this year?"

Lao Chen usually doesn't ask for privacy directly when he works in a government organ, but it's his son, so there's no obstacle.

"More than 800000, originally more than 900000, the bonus is scattered, and another employee needs to be equipped with a 200000 car."

In terms of money, Chen Hansheng won't lie to his father. He didn't want Lao Chen to ask what to do. In short, his money is his parents' money.

"So much?"

Lao Chen was a little surprised.

"Well, maybe more next year."

Chen Hansheng didn't sit seriously when watching TV at home. He took off his shoes and tilted them directly on the tea table. Suddenly, he "tinkled" and met something.

Chen Zhaojun warned, "don't break the bracelet your mother just bought, or you'll swear again."

Chen Hansheng picked it up and looked at it: "it's obviously made of broken materials left over from making jade. It's clear that I'll go to the jewelry store to buy her a genuine one. I'm stingy."

"None of this matters."

Chen Zhaojun looked at his son and asked, "have you sent Xiao Shen again?"

"Yes."

Chen Hansheng nodded and admitted that Liang Meijuan knew about it.

"That's what I want to talk to you about."

Chen Zhaojun sighed: "I'm optimistic about the daughter of the old Xiao family. This daughter is beautiful, tall, polite and has good academic performance. When I saw your mother and me in the street two days ago, I just pulled her to buy us a set of down jacket. The most important thing is that our two families know the bottom."

Chen Hansheng stopped talking and listened quietly.

"But."

Chen Zhaojun shook his head: "your mother prefers Shen Youchu. Of course, she also has her own reasons. Of course, I like Xiao Shen. Now is your attitude."

"If you choose Xiao Shen, we'll make it clear to Lao Xiao so that the two families won't be enemies; if you choose Xiao Xiao, you'll break up with Xiao Shen as soon as possible."

Chen Zhaojun gave an ultimatum: "therefore, you must come up with a result."

How can Chen Hansheng choose? He said impatiently, "Dad, it's not very good for you to go to the Gangcheng Academy of fine arts to write Braille when you are free. This is my own private affair, and I can handle it."

"What are you going to do?"

"Let me see."

"Can you pay attention years ago?"

"I'm sleepy, Dad. I'll go back to bed first."

Chen Hansheng wanted to escape again. Lao Chen had no choice but to change his way: "tell me who you like first. In this way, I will meet Lao Xiao and know what attitude to deal with."

Chen Hansheng thought that if he didn't give an answer today, it seemed that he couldn't do it, so he stained his fingers with water and wrote a surname on the mahogany tea table.

After Lao Chen finished reading it, the middle-aged and old man with no temper patted the tea table angrily.

Just listening to the "Ding", one of the bracelets bought by Liang Meijuan broke directly.

"Shit."

Chen Hansheng was startled and quickly left the scene of the accident: "Dad, you broke it. It has nothing to do with me."

Seeing Chen Hansheng running back to his bedroom to sleep, Lao Chen looked at two bracelets with a sad face.

After returning to his bedroom, Chen Hansheng rummaged here and there. He really fell into bed and narrowed for a while because of staying up late last night and today's journey.

Half asleep and half awake, I heard someone talking in the living room and the familiar footsteps. This is empress dowager Liang coming back. Chen Hansheng quickly got up and went to say hello.

As a result, before Chen Hansheng opened the bedroom door, he heard Lao Chen explain the broken bracelet.

"If it's broken, it's broken. It's not easy for Han Sheng to go home. He's also careless. It's not very expensive. It's better to treat it as if it didn't happen and don't burden the child's heart..."

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