Chapter 551

Shen Haosong frowned, "you can't disrespect your mother. I'll take care of you. "

Shen Zhixing turned and walked to the door of the study, "Dad, I've decided anyway. Talk to your mother. "

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This is not the first time he has returned to the land at home. But I think the sunshine in Beicheng this spring is very clear.

Shen Zhixing thought of a Mandarin film that had been popular some time ago.

Shen Zhixing lowered his head and looked at the unique cement road under his feet.

Then I pushed up the glasses on the bridge of my nose, recalled and recited a passage from the beginning of spring: every spring comes, my heart is always ready to move, and I feel that something will happen

I heard that before returning home, my father and mother had a long talk all night because of psychological problems.

Don't think about it. My mother certainly didn't agree. Because Shen Zhixing is boring sometimes.

I'm so stuffy that I don't come out once in a few days.

When he saw Shen Siyu on his first face, he would say, "Mom, I'm hungry."

This, according to the father, is the only thing in common between them.

But men and men have always been interlinked. Shen Zhixing raised his mouth and subconsciously touched the mobile phone in his chest pocket.

Before he left home in England, he received a very obscure text message from his father.

I heard that his father would introduce him to a famous psychology professor Iverson.

So, this spring is really beautiful! When Shen Zhixing looked up, the corners of his mouth opened a very nice curve.

"Zhixing! What are you doing? Grandma, it's not too late to go back to see if it's too late! " Shen Siyu patted the door and called out.

Shen Zhixing's eyelids dropped, "Oh! Here we are. "

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Mrs. Shen is over 100 years old. It's a rare longevity in business circles. It's no exaggeration to say that she has sent away a lot of sons in the past 20 years. But he is still bright and bright.

Full of silver hair, in the back of the head, a very high bun, a silver hairpin across the head. It looks like the hair bun of Manchu. It's just that the old man is much thinner than he was 20 years ago. The short coat of Xiangu Daofeng. The cuffs are embroidered with elegant silver peony. Mrs. Shen sat in the sofa, her wrinkly hands arched in front of her body, holding a stick of jujube wood firmly.

"Grandma, we're back."

After entering the door, Shen Siyu went straight to the sofa in the living room. She dropped her bag and crouched down in front of Mrs. Shen.

Mrs. Shen actually heard them come in. Just waiting until Shen Siyu's handsome face was exposed in front of her, old lady Shen nodded and laughed faintly.

"It's good this time. It's coming back pretty soon."

Mrs. Shen looked at the door, took a free hand and said, "great grandson, come here and let Grandma have a look."

Shen Haosong pushed his son's body behind him. Shen Zhixing quickly walked a few steps and took over old lady Shen's hand. "Grandma, you call me Zhixing. My parents call me that."

Shen Zhixing, 17, is graduating from college and is preparing to go to London for postgraduate studies. Obviously, in his mind, it was a bit awkward to be treated like a child. But what can be done? He is Shen Haosong's old son. It seems that no matter how old you are, you will not escape from your doting home.

This is also the reason why Shen Zhixing chose to study in London. In that case, it would be a world of our own.

Shen Zhixing stood in front of the old lady Shen, two feet tall. Shen Haosong, who came up behind him, was a few centimeters short. By contrast, the father and son are quite different.

Shen Zhixing is full of bookishness, with a pair of pedantic old-fashioned glasses. It even gives people a dull feeling. Just under the lens, the occasionally shining eyes can't cover the young and restless heart. Few people will see through.

"Dear great grandson, come here and sit down. I have a gift for you."

Shen Zhixing subconsciously looked at his mother, and then sat down obediently beside old lady Shen. Mrs. Shen slowly fumbled from her big pocket and took out a bunch of things mysteriously.

"Yes?" Shen Zhixing took it, and then he didn't know why, "grandparents, what are you doing for me with these photos?"

Mrs. Shen raised her eyebrows, and her face was filled with pride. "Pick one. These are the most beautiful girls in Beicheng. Let's see if we like it. "

"Grandma..."

Shen Siyu and Shen Haosong almost agree. The old lady choked her neck and completely disappeared the kindness she should have had. "What are you yelling at? I'm afraid my old lady will not be deaf."

Shen Haosong hums and laughs, and sits on the sofa with a wave of his hand. Shen Siyu is a little anxious and grabs the photo in his son's hand. "Grandma, Zhixing is only 17 years old. You are too early!"

Mrs. Shen snorted. She didn't change anything from 20 years ago. "What's wrong with 17? How can I remember you mixed up with Haosong before you were an adult! "Shen Siyu was speechless and could not say a word that had been jammed. In fact, Mrs. Shen knew that it was a little early for Shen Zhixing, who was still studying.

But what can she do? After the old man died for many years, Shen Linxiu once again plunged into the Shen family and could not get out at all. Shen Zhixing is the eldest grandson. Shouldn't he set an example of filial piety?

Mrs. Shen has been preparing for this for many years. She just wanted to let the couple come back from abroad and bring her great grandson back, but Shen Haosong did not move. Mrs. Shen can only do it next time.

Shen Haosong was carrying all the people in his family to soak up his younger sister. His son might be better than others. Mrs. Shen didn't think there was anything wrong with him.

The photo was thrown on the tea table, and Shen Siyu blushed to the ear. Shen Zhixing seems to be full of interest, staring at the photos and turning them over from time to time.

"How about my great grandson? Which one do you think fits your eyes

As soon as Shen Zhixing's fingertip fell, on a young girl's face, "grandma, I think she must have lived in a single parent family, and many things happened in her childhood."

Three people a Leng, all look down at Shen Zhixing's photos.

"Roar! My great grandson is a god With a mischievous smile, Mrs. Shen held the photo in Shen Zhixing's hand and said, "the granddaughter of the Fu family. She's an illegitimate girl. Before, it seems that their mother and daughter have been placed outside, no one knows. Later, the only grandson of the Fu family died. You can't help but let their mother and daughter in. It was the year before last. "

Old Mrs. Shen gossiped, but she was stunned again. She looked at Shen Zhixing with profound meaning, "son, do you still look at your face?"

What face? Shen Haosong has been watching all this. In England before, when his son suggested to him that he was interested in psychology, he actually hesitated. After all, business families shouldn't let their children pay attention to these aspects. Even if he promised to introduce Professor Iverson, he just wanted to give Shen Zhixing some fun.

However, it seems that this is not the case. Shen Haosong looked at his son carefully and thought again.

When Shen Haosong's assistant brought Shen Zhixing to Iverson, the young man lowered his head and pushed his glasses. It is estimated that even his father does not know who Iverson is, otherwise, how could he not have given any information before.

Foreigners are a bit old. But it's definitely not what Shen Zhixing had in mind. What age should a professor be, and a professor's tutor?

Out of sight, there are no other foreigners, so just believe it! In fact, Iverson was not 50 years old this year. Even after the complicated calculation flashed in the brain of gifted teenagers, they still did not accurately infer the age of Iverson.

But there's another person out of sight. It's beautiful. Shen Zhixing took a special look.

"Are you Shen Haosong's precious son?"

Shen Zhixing was stunned and thought that the foreigner's Chinese words were quite smooth, but there was no disrespect in his heart. Shen Haosong skillfully bows the body, "yes, teacher."

Iverson waved his hand. "Teacher, don't call it that early. Now that you can find me, you should know that I'm only a professor. BUT……” Iverson put out his hand and pointed to the beautiful girl next to her, "and there are such wonderful flowers."

Wonderful flowers? Shen Zhixing looked at the woman more, and it was really beautiful.

"Shen Zhixing is 17 years old. Double degree in medical biology, won all the scholarships, rejected the opportunity to stay in school. He has applied for a master's degree from Cambridge University in London. In fact, I've got the quota, because my father asked for it on his behalf

Shen Zhixing does not sing is already, a cry makes people break their glasses. This has always been his specialty. The harmless appearance of livestock is very good at seizing opportunities, which is inherited from Shen Haosong.

Iverson didn't say anything. He just raised his eyebrows and seemed interested. And the other is obviously unstable.

The beautiful girl walked up to Shen Zhixing with a crooked neck. She lifted her hand and lifted her eyes on Shen Zhixing's face. "You said you were 17 this year?" The girl turned back and gave Iverson an incredible dumb smile. "Teacher, this boy is three years younger than me?"

"I'm really seventeen."

The girl turned her head and said in a voice close to the goddess, "stand at attention! I don't have your share when I speak! "

And a beautiful woman with a tendency to violence. Shen Zhixing bowed his head and nodded, and the corners of his mouth began to stir up.

"All right, Xiao Qing. You come back to me. Have you finished what I asked you to do? " The girl's face was so beautiful that she forgot to say it

"But, teacher, do you really want to take him?"

Shen Zhixing sees that she is not hostile, but her fear is obvious. It's like a female bird that has been occupied by people, defending her territory with her eyes.

"Cough..." Iverson has lived so long, of course, that he knows that there are all kinds of wonderful flowers in this society. If he could not Miss Xiao Qing a year ago, Shen Zhixing seems to have no reason."Anyway, the day you enter Cambridge. Don't disturb me again

Shen Zhixing quietly walked out of Iverson's research room in China with his assistant. In fact, the focus of this return is here. The assistant at the front seemed embarrassed. He was afraid that Shen Zhixing, of this age, would be stabbed.

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