Chapter 691

Around 12 noon, Chen Hansheng drove to Wang Zibo's house. He was surprised when he received a phone call and ran out. There was no imagined surprise on his face, and there was a little hidden resistance.

While Xiao Rongyu and Bian Shishi lowered their heads to take the fruit, Wang Zibo pulled Chen Hansheng aside: "you're crazy, why don't you tell me in advance?"

"What?"

Chen Hansheng also wondered, "why did I tell you in advance when I came to your house?"

Wang Zibo choked. If he was so shameless, only his best friends took it for granted.

"There is no air conditioner in my house. I made an appointment to install it in the afternoon!"

Wang Zibo stamped his feet and said.

Chen Hansheng was stunned: "I know, but I don't mind."

"I... i

Wang Zibo took a look at poetry: "but poetry will feel hot."

"That's none of my business."

Chen Hansheng said lightly, "who makes you don't want to wear one when you have money? You should buy clothes and bags for sister Xiaohui."

While they were talking, Wang Zibo's mother Lu Yuzhen also came out.

Just as Liang Meijuan likes Wang Zibo very much, Lu Yuzhen also likes Chen Hansheng, a naughty boy since childhood.

No way, "other people's children" is incense.

"Here comes Han Sheng."

Lu Yuzhen warmly welcomed her: "have you eaten yet?"

"How possible."

Chen Hansheng did not treat himself as an outsider: "we come here at this point to have dinner."

"No problem."

Lu Yuzhen smiled and said, "wait for my aunt to fry two more dishes for you."

"Hello, aunt Lu ~"

Xiao Rongyu also jumped to say hello.

"The little fish is still so beautiful."

Lu Yuzhen looked at the girl with almost no shortcomings. She studied well and had a good family. She also heard Wang Zibo say that Xiao Rongyu opened a very famous law firm before she graduated.

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"Aunt Lu, guess who she is?"

Xiao Rongyu pulls Bian Shishi over again.

"She?"

Lu Yuzhen looked at the graceful side poems, looked at Chen Hansheng and Wang Zibo, and asked uncertainly, "is this poetry?"

Bian Shishi is usually hot again. At this time, he is also shy. He coyly handed over the fruit and said, "aunt, I'm Bian Shishi."

"Oh, oh, good... Good..."

Lu Yuzhen knew that her son had made a girlfriend called Bian Shishi, but she didn't expect to be so handsome. She was at a loss for a moment.

"It's too hot outside. Let's go in and blow the fan."

Chen Hansheng was the first to speak, and everyone came into the house.

Lu Yuzhen's eyes opened and her joy could not be hidden.

Wang Zibo followed at the back, his feet dragging and hesitating, his face full of tangles.

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Wang Zibo's home is a two-story self built house, and the exterior walls are already falling off.

Around 2005, in a small city like Gangcheng, the conditions of living in residential buildings were generally good; A little worse, this is the self built house left by the old man.

The main room of Lu Yuzhen's house is relatively bright, so it won't be damp and dark, but it's also a little muggy in summer.

Wang Zibo's father was also at home. His character was more honest than Wang Zibo. He was silent after a simple greeting. He smoked the China handed over by Chen Hansheng and looked at the poetry.

Lao Wang is different from Lao Chen. Chen Zhaojun adheres to the principle of "speak less and make fewer mistakes", but when he needs to speak, Chen Zhaojun is also capable of supporting a situation. Wang Zibo's father really can't speak.

Fortunately, Lu Yuzhen has the unique gossip spirit of middle-aged women. She can chat with Bian Shishi.

Wang Zibo was a little sad. After Bian Shishi got out of the air-conditioned car, although the ceiling of his main room "squeaked" and turned the fan, Bian Shishi's forehead obviously began to sweat.

In fact, people's tolerance to temperature is very high. Although Chen Hansheng and Xiao Rongyu are "rich children" with air conditioning in and out, they really don't adapt when they get off the bus and get used to it after sitting for a while.

Especially from time to time, it can also blow a cool natural wind, which is more comfortable than the air conditioning wind.

Not to mention Bian Shishi, there is no air conditioner in her house, all of which are such large ceiling fans.

Wang Zibo has this idea, which is completely caused by his inferiority complex. He feels that it is "Heaven's pity" to find a girlfriend like Bian Shishi with his own conditions. When he sees Bian Shishi sweating, he subconsciously blames himself.

"Zibo."

Lu Yuzhen said for a long time before she found that she didn't pour tea. She quickly reminded him, "you're like a fool. Go and pour some boiled water."

"Oh."

Wang Zibo stood up stuffy. When he was about to take the tea cup, Wang Zibo's father suddenly said, "wait a minute."

Chen Hansheng misunderstood and said politely, "Uncle Wang, you don't have to take tea. I'm not an outsider."

Without a word, Wang Zibo's father went to the inner room and took out three sets of unopened tea cups, bowls and chopsticks.

"New."

Wang Zibo's father's language is still brief.

"Tut tut ~"

Chen Hansheng sighed at Xiao Rongyu: "this is the treatment. I don't know how many times I've been here. I've never had this standard."

"You can't compare with poetry."

Xiao Rongyu quietly poked a poem: "right?"

Bian Shishi was a little embarrassed. She glanced at Wang Zibo and began to have a psychological emotion called "identity" to her boyfriend's parents.

Wang Zibo poured boiling water with a new tea set, then reminded Lu Yuzhen and said, "Mom, you cook first, I'll start."

"Look at my memory. I forgot what I talked about."

Lu Yuzhen reluctantly let go of the side poem: "daughter, you sit for a while, aunt will fry you a shrimp, burn some beef, and kill you a chicken in the evening."

Bian Shishi hurriedly refused: "no, no, no..."

"Yes, yes."

Lu Yuzhen ran to the kitchen with a smile, and Wang Zibo followed.

After the two men left, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly calmed down. Chen Hansheng and Xiao Rongyu were watching TV. Wang Zibo's father was still very silent. After thinking about it, he quietly came over and said, "little fish, I'll help in the kitchen."

"Yes."

Chen Hansheng immediately applauded: "Xiao Rongyu, look, this is emotional intelligence. You have come to our house many times. When did you enter the kitchen?"

"I went in and aunt Liang kicked me out again!"

Xiao Rongyu pouted: "then you've never been to the kitchen when you go to our house."

"I'm different."

Chen Hansheng smiled and said, "I drank with your father. Can you drink with my father?"

"Hum, go away ~"

Xiao Rongyu turns around unhappily and feels that he hasn't said anything about Chen Hansheng. He feels like he has suffered a loss. He pretends to be cruel and pinches Chen Hansheng's thigh to vent his anger.

Bian Shishi left the flirting couple and planned to make a good impression in the kitchen. However, at the door, she suddenly heard a fiery dialogue between Wang Zibo and Lu Yuzhen.

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This is Wang Zibo blaming.

Lu Yuzhen coughed with oil smoke and said impatiently, "I forgot. What's the big deal if I'm half a day late."

"Of course!"

Wang Zibo was very upset in his tone: "if it is installed in the morning, the air conditioner can be blown when poetry comes over!"

Lu Yuzhen disapproved: "other girls don't care. Are you so vain?"

"Where am I vanity!"

When Wang Zibo saw that he had been misunderstood, he was even more angry: "it was like this when I was a child. You never cared about what I told you. You just didn't read a book. Uncle Chen and aunt Liang didn't educate Xiao Chen like this!"

Lu Yuzhen has a hotter temper than liang Meijuan. The temperature in the kitchen is very high. The rolling heat waves are stacked one layer after another. If she had put it aside, Lu Yuzhen would have cursed.

Today, because Bian Shishi came to be a guest, Lu Yuzhen stubbornly endured it, but coldly replied, "your father and I are the conditions. If you look down on us, you can deny us as parents."

Wang Zibo also regretted that he actually cared and loved his parents very much and was even willing to give his life for them, but the "feeling of disgust" always existed.

They don't have education, they don't understand their children, they just yell······

What Wang Zibo has always admired is not the family conditions of Xiao Rongyu and Chen Hansheng, but the way of communication between parents and children.

"I'll do it."

Wang Zibo wanted to apologize but couldn't open his face. He grabbed the spatula in Lu Yuzhen's hand and prepared to cook for his mother to have a rest.

Lu Yuzhen's character was also tough. She still shook her arm and ignored her. When they competed, they only heard a "clang" sound and the spatula flew out.

Wang Zibo ran out and was about to pick it up. He found Bian Shishi standing in front of him.

Her eyes are very complex, of course, the most obvious is disappointment.

"You, you..."

Wang Zibo was suddenly frightened. There are many faces in life. What he just revealed must be the ugliest one.

"Girl, why are you here?"

Lu Yuzhen, who just had to break the "mother child relationship" with Wang Zibo, put away her grievances and came out happily: "Zibo's child is filial piety. He thinks the kitchen is too hot, so he doesn't want me to stay here. He just insisted on grabbing the spatula."

Wang Zi was ashamed to hear it. His head was soaked in the sun, and his heart was more like a fire.

For fear of affecting the feelings of her son and girlfriend, Lu Yuzhen stood up and defended Wang Zibo.

These ordinary parents seem to give nothing to their children. In fact, they have given everything.

"Aunt."

Bian Shishi bent down and picked up the spatula: "we girls in southern Hunan can cook. Let me show my hand."

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(it seems that I can't see the "confession" of men and women tonight. I only see the "confession" between mother and son. This emotion needs to be paved up. Lao Liu doesn't want to deal with it carelessly. The last outbreak of that relationship will be tomorrow. I'm so tired after writing 8000 words today.)

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