Chapter 156

The next Sunday, Qin Baobao and Qin Ze are going home to stay with their parents for a day. After living together under the guidance of their parents, the two brothers and sisters go home every weekend. After all, their parents miss their children. Since Qin Ma unlocked the "blind date maniac" attribute, Qin Baobao doesn't go home very much.

Can't I hide.

Now the rhythm is to go back half a month, it's not good not to go home all the time. The old man wants to blow it up.

By the way, I take Prince Jin with me. Miss Wang's sister has a black stomach. She has few friends in Shanghai except Qin Baobao. At the beginning, Qin Ze couldn't figure out how to tease his sister into a good friend. Think carefully, on the Kung Fu of fighting for favor, Qin Baobao may not be worse than Prince Jin.

It should be noted that he was raised by his sister from a small routine.

I went to my parents' house at 9:30 in the morning. The community was quiet and didn't like to come out in hot weather. There are occasional vehicles in and out. The grass in the green belt is shining with oil-green sunlight, and the leaves are listlessly rolling.

The guard uncle lies half dead in front of the fan. Qin Baobao blows his horn wildly, which makes him reluctant to open a fence for them.

The old man seldom stayed at home. He stayed in his study to read the stock market software. He had a special notebook to record the trends and changes of individual stocks, plates, and the market. This was his habit only in recent years. As he got older, his memory was not as good as before.

"Dad, why didn't you go to school today?" Qin Ze pushed the door in.

"We have guests at home for lunch." The old man's eyes are always on the computer.

Qin Ze took out a long brown cardboard box from his pocket, and put it on the desk: "Dad, it's for you."

Montblanc pen was bought by Shimei shopping mall in the morning. It is 4000 soft coins. It is pure black and shiny. It is made of acetate fiber plastic. It has a warm feeling of handshake. The golden brand pattern pen head is simple and smooth in design, and the selling appearance is elegant and elegant.

The old man looked at the pen and said, "did you take the wrong medicine?"

Take the wrong medicine...

it's too prickly. It's hard for me to show filial piety to Laozi.

"This is not in the stock market to make some money, just want to buy some gifts for you." Qin Zexin said, "I can't forget the look in my eyes when Qin Baobao gave you a gift.

The old man was playing with his pen. He couldn't hide his favorite color. Qin Ze didn't know whether a cultural person was good or not, but his father was good at it. In qinze primary school, the old man had a Montblanc pen and carried his shirt on his chest every day. At that time, it was also popular to pin the pen in his chest pocket. He loved it more than his son.

"A lot of money." Said the old man.

"Four thousand."

"Bear boy, spend money recklessly." The old man's righteous words of reprimand, pocketed the pen.

"Dad, please be busy. I'll go to the living room and talk to mom." Qin Ze turned to go.

"Wait!" "Give me your cell phone," he said

"For what." Qin Ze was stunned.

"Look at your recent harvest list," the old man said as a teacher. "Your medium and long-term line looks good at present, but there are obvious shortcomings in the short-term line. Let me see and give you some advice later."

He can not say that the stock market has encountered bottlenecks recently, so he needs his son's harvest sheet for reference and inspiration.

I don't want to be face saving!

"Then I will not go, you say." Qin zedao.

"Go and go. Don't get in the way here." The old man grabbed the cell phone and drove people out with a wave.

Qin Ze reluctantly left, changed others to his mobile phone, early a big ear scraper flew past, Qin Baobao would not come, after all, the mobile phone has a lot of personal privacy. But Lao Tzu asked so, and it's hard for a son to refuse.

Qin Ze came to the living room. Qin Baobao, Prince Jin, Qin Ma and three women sat on the sofa, chatting while watching TV. There are only a few topics going around.

Qin Ma said: "the daughter of Lao Zhang's family next door has finally married out. Ouch, she is nearly thirty years old. His old family can finally breathe a sigh of relief."

"Auntie Liu on the second floor, her son has a second child, and she has a big fat boy. She looks so small, not to mention how cute."

"Baby, you have to work harder, you know, mom's almost 50."

It's no wonder mother Qin is worried. Most of the people in the neighborhood are her age. Most of them are grandparents. No matter how bad they are, their sons will marry their daughters in law and their daughters will get married. Take a look at her, let alone grandson, daughter even has no object.

When I went out, I met my old neighbor, Qin Ma, for more than ten years. I talked about her children's career and childbirth. A while ago, I was very proud. There was a big star in the Qin family. However, the older generation didn't pay attention to these things. When the freshness passed, the topic turned to the marriage of their children. They asked Qin Ma, did your baby have a partner? When will you get married?

Qin's mother felt a lot of pressure.

Qin Baobao sits cross legged and puffs his cheek. Don't talk to his mother.

"You child, every time you have this attitude, I am so angry." Qin Ma hates that iron is not steel. She wants to take her daughter to see a psychologist.

"Auntie, don't worry about it," Prince Jin acted as lubricant and gagged: "the baby's age is not too old. It's only 25. Maybe there will be a man in love sometime. Don't get married too soonQin Ma patted Prince Jin's hand, comforted: "or Zijin sensible, if you are my daughter, I don't have to worry."

Qin Baobao's face is puffy and stuffy.

"Mom, do you have any watermelons? I want to eat watermelon Qin Ze appeared in time.

"Yes, I'll cut it for you. Wait." Qin Ma got up and went into the kitchen.

Qin Ze went to her sister and sat down, bumped into her shoulder, and gloated: "look at this posture, mom can't even sleep with you at night."

Qin Baobao fidgety body, do not want her brother to touch her.

O Qing, Qin Ma holding a plate of watermelon over, handed Prince Jin a piece.

Prince Jin sweet smile: "thank you aunt."

Qin's mother handed another piece to her daughter. One side of Qin Baobao's face: "don't eat it."

Qin Ze said, "Mom, don't pay attention to her. I'll eat it."

A news report was broadcast on TV: "recently, high temperature has appeared in many provinces. Please pay attention to heatstroke prevention when traveling. At about 8:00 this morning, a traffic accident occurred on the Yuhe Expressway in western province. The driver of the truck fainted due to heat stroke, causing the vehicle to lose control and hit the roadside guardrail. The driver died of invalid rescue. This is the third traffic accident in western province due to high temperature....

Mother Qin said: "this is a terrible weather, baby, eat some watermelon to prevent heatstroke."

Qin Zepu said with a smile: "Mom, she lives in an air-conditioned room all day to prevent the summer heat."

Qin Baobao glanced at his younger brother, put on his slippers and went to the kitchen, holding half a watermelon out.

Qin Ma said, eat less, watermelon eat more diarrhea.

Qin Baobao said that only half a watermelon can enjoy it.

She likes to eat watermelon like this since she was a child, watching TV while digging a spoon. But she can't eat any more. She throws half of it to Qin Ze.

sure enough, the elder sister ate up the essence of the center, and the watermelon went to Qin Ze to pass, "I can't eat."

Qin Ze habitually took over, dug a spoon into his mouth, Qin Ma immediately said: "ah, change a spoon."

Qin Ze said, "it's disgusting. I'll spit it out quickly. My mother is still careful. My mother will change a spoon for me."

Qin Baobao takes advantage of Qin Ma's turning moment and pinches hard at Qin Ze's back waist. For the sister this kind of cheap small action, Qin Ze does not investigate, after all, every time is pressed on the sofa friction is sister, this is called "small section has a loss, big section does not lose."

Prince Jin slants an eye to see elder brother two, these two amuse compare as expected is to do appearance in front of parents.

At this time, the old man came out of the study. The old man was full of smile and complacent. He returned his mobile phone to his son. He was afraid to pat him on the shoulder. He laughed and said, "it's good. My son is capable. Aze, although the more you experience, the better, but you can't be too ambivalent

Do two brothers and sisters including Prince Jin, a face muddled force.

"Dad, what's up?" Qin Ze suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Qin Baobao looks at his father's forehead. If he doesn't have the courage, she wants to find out if he has a fever. Having been a father and daughter for more than 20 years, she has never seen Laozi praise her son.

"You boy, when did you make a girlfriend, you don't tell me." The corner of the old man's mouth was cracked to the root of his ear.

Qin Baobao looks at Prince Jin fiercely, Prince Jin is a Leng first, and then the heart feels guilty for a while. Suddenly, I feel something wrong... What's wrong with me.

The old man's happy smile: "who is that Zhang Ya? How do you look? Where do you live? College students? "

Qin Baobao is stunned.

Qin Ze's eyelids trembled.

"The girl is a little too enthusiastic. You should pay attention to the character. You can't get along with everything." The old man stopped, and squeezed out a happy smile: "Chen Qingyuan is also your object? Are you younger than you

Brush!

Two eyes, just like substance.

Qin Ze felt that the dog days turned into three or nine days in an instant. His eyes came from his sister and Miss Wang's respectively.

"Dad, don't talk nonsense. I don't have a girlfriend." He decided to go to the kitchen to avoid, find out the situation, and at the same time took out his mobile phone. There are five unclaimed messages in the mobile mailbox.

"Little brother, I don't think my sister has. I'd like to ask your sister out to play some other day."

"Oh, ignore me? You don't recognize people by eating dry, wiping and lifting your pants. "

"Brother Qin, are you free this week? My mother wants to ask you to come home for dinner."

"Brother Qin, don't be annoyed with me. I will be a good child in the future."

"Brother Qin, you reply to my text message, I dare not call you..."

sleeping trough, the amount of information is too large.

Zhang Ya is the kind of woman who likes to talk. She is very serious. She can also start with the topic of eighteen prohibitions. As for the girl Chen Qingyuan, she is obstinate and obstinate, and has no consciousness of being beaten into the cold palace at all. Always thinking about something with Qin Ze.

What do you think of me? I've been an excellent son for 22 years...

and this damn smart machine. SMS prompts will pop up the content of the message. The old man can see everything at a glance. He doesn't need to open the mailbox to explore his son's privacy.A scream came from behind, and then the shoulder sank.

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