Chapter 890

The next morning, Chen Hansheng woke up with his head over his head and found himself lying on the bed in the company dormitory.

He tried to recall what happened last night, as if he was eating barbecue, and he drank and drank Baijiu and beer in order to get drunk. At last, Wang Zibo fell asleep on the table directly on the memory of his young voice.

"I really want to stay awake."

Chen Hansheng glanced at the sunlight sneaking in from the gap in the curtain. After a long time, he got up.

Wang Zibo was watching TV outside. When he saw FA Xiao coming out, he raised Chen Hansheng's mobile phone and said, "aunt Liang is looking for you, and ah LAN is looking for you. She will come in a minute."

"Oh... Oh..."

Chen Hansheng replied absently, staring at something strange in the living room.

This is a wooden frame with a lot of sugar gourd. Chen Hansheng doesn't know why this thing appears in his home.

"You drank too much last night."

Wang Zibo explained, "I'll help you back. Someone sells sugar gourd on the way. You said that the little fish likes to eat these sweet snacks and must buy them for her."

"And then?"

Chen Hansheng still didn't understand: "what's the matter with this wooden shelf?"

"I said just buy one. You shouted for it all, 'all for it' and shouted it many times."

Wang Zibo said, "in the end, you bought it from others."

"Fuck!"

Chen Hansheng rubbed the candied gourd wooden frame: "the boss was the boss. He wasn't prepared at all."

"Bang bang ~"

Just as he was saying this, Chen Lan knocked on the door vigorously outside and shouted, "in broad daylight, why are you two big men hiding in the house?"

Wang Zibo went to open the door and patted Chen Lan on the head: "what's the little girl barking about? Don't you have class today?"

"Today is an introduction to Mao Zedong. I ran away when I was sleepy."

Chen Lan saw Chen Hansheng carrying a sugar gourd rack and asked, "brother, what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to consider setting up a stall to do some small business, otherwise I can't support you."

Chen Hansheng replied casually.

Chen Lan is also a playwright. She immediately took Chen Hansheng by the arm and said with tears in her eyes, "brother, our family has money. Don't go out so hard..."

"Roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll

Chen Hansheng shook off his sister's arm, threw aside the sugar gourd rack, and called empress dowager Liang back.

"Why didn't you come to dinner last night and didn't see the little fish."

Liang Meijuan said discontentedly, "so the little fish was in a bad mental state last night."

"Hey ~"

Chen Hansheng sighed. Liang Meijuan thought that the reason why the little fish didn't eat dinner was that her son didn't have a past.

However, the news of "Shen Youchu's pregnancy" must not be discussed in the riverside apartment, so Chen Hansheng thought and said, "Mom, you've been to Jianye for so long and haven't visited the company's dormitory. I'll pick you up at noon today."

"I'm not going."

Liang Meijuan refused: "I have to take care of the little fish. She didn't go to work today and has been lying in bed."

"With aunt Lu and the nanny, there are enough people."

Chen Hansheng was impatient: "I have something very important to discuss. I'll pick you up then."

With that, Chen Hansheng hung up the phone and began to pack up.

His "cleaning" is very interesting. He specially put away the hard objects with edges and corners such as clothes hangers, glasses and metal belts. Instead, he put some soft things such as cotton slippers, towels and documents in a prominent place on the tea table.

Wang Zibo saw it inexplicably, but Chen Lan quickly responded: "brother, are you ready to be beaten?"

"Ang."

Chen Hansheng did not deny it.

"Shit

Wang Zibo was very surprised: "Alan, how do you see through?"

"It's simple."

Chen Lan shrugged her shoulders: "putting away the hard things is to be afraid of pain. Take out the soft things such as towels. This is to make it easier to copy when my aunt is angry for a while. The final result is that my aunt is angry and my brother doesn't hurt."

"Oh ~"

Wang Zibo finally understood.

"Eh?"

Chen Lan was also very strange: "my brother said that you were often beaten when you were a child. Why, don't you sum up any experience?"

"Don't listen to his nonsense. When I was a child, my parents didn't hit me."

Wang Zibo's dark face turned red. In fact, he was often beaten when he was a child, and his parents greeted him what they caught.

"Xiao Chen, this dog, summed up such experience and didn't know to tell me!"

Wang Zibo whispered silently. When Chen Hansheng was ready, he planned to pick up Liang Meijuan at the riverside apartment.

"Brother, I'm going too ~"

Chen Lan is curious. She also wants to ask on the road. What "heinous crime" has her brother committed?

"Fuck you, stay here and let Wang Zibo tell you."

Chen Hansheng left a word and left.

As a result, as soon as Chen Hansheng got downstairs, he heard Chen Lan's "angry" voice: "why is there again? The original bisection of love has now become a trisection!"

Today, it is another day when the status of the fruit shell princess has declined.

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At the downstairs of the riverside apartment, Chen Hansheng estimated that he had to stimulate the little fish again. He simply called empress dowager Liang down.

"What's important?"

Empress Dowager Liang came down reluctantly, frowned and said, "even if the sky falls, it's not as important as a little fish."

"Yes, you're right."

Chen Hansheng didn't refute either. He helped his mother fasten her seat belt and stepped on the accelerator to go to nutshell electronics.

On the way, Chen Hansheng said tentatively, "Mom, you told me yesterday that a child is too lonely. I think it makes sense."

"Of course."

My son is rarely obedient. Liang Meijuan is also very pleased: "we have eaten more salt than you have eaten rice. A baby is really lonely. In fact, I regret it now. No matter how many girls, I won't be angry with you."

"All right, all right, chat always deviates from the topic."

Chen Hansheng skimmed his lips and took his mother to the company dormitory.

After opening the door, Liang Meijuan was stunned. She thought it was her lazy son who asked her to help clean up, but Wang Zibo and Chen Lan were here. It didn't seem like this.

"Mom, sit down first."

Chen Hansheng helped empress dowager Liang to sit on the sofa. Liang Meijuan was full of questions. She looked at this and that. Finally, she stared at Chen Hansheng and said, "what's important? I have to make porridge for the little fish when I go back."

"Um... Um..."

Chen Hansheng pursed his lips and finally came to empress dowager Liang's ear: "Ma Li, Ma Li coax."

"What's the matter? I'm going to hit people if I play tricks again."

Here is a son, a niece, and Wang Zibo, who grew up watching. Liang Meijuan hits whoever she wants.

This time, Chen Hansheng didn't dare to play tricks again. He came closer and said, "that... Shen Youchu is pregnant."

"What? Say it again?"

Empress Dowager Liang's voice immediately increased by eight Baidu.

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(for a monthly ticket, thank you ~)