When talking about the subject, Zhong Buchuan's father looked proud and looked at the corner of his mouth. He put down the pig-killing knife in his hand, wiped his hand on the apron on his waist, then took out his phone from his pocket, stroked a few times and found Chenxi's photo, and said proudly: "How about it, be beautiful, my mother is a big star!"

When the woman saw the photo of Chenxi, she felt that the relative of her family was in no hope. She said disappointedly: "Your Haoyan has been looking forward to being promising since she was a child. I really envy you."

"Hey, when I was a child, I didn't see what future he could have." Zhong Buchuan's father curled his lips. When he was a child, he felt that he had no future. It seems that human life is destined by heaven.

"Dad, I'm back." As he was speaking, Zhong Buchuan pushed the door and came back.

"Why are you back?" Zhong Buchuan's father was stunned and he didn't recover for a long time.

"What a great young man, he is getting more and more handsome." The woman liked her as much as her eldest son when she saw Zhong Bu Chuan: "Old Zhong, please accompany your son, I'm leaving."

"Slow down." Old Zhong greeted, then looked at his proud eldest son. He couldn't like him, but his face was still fierce. This may be because his father was born to like to show his authority in front of his son: "Why are you back?"

"It's vacation." Zhong Buchuan responded lightly and walked upstairs. His house is a two-story store building, which is doing business on the first floor and goes straight to the second floor to sleep.

His father was stunned and thought to himself that this bastard didn't know how to say something to him when he came back. Then, if dad is cool for a while, can't you be more enthusiastic?

Zhong Buchuan suddenly stopped and turned to look at his father, wanting to say something.

His father was happy. The brat was finally willing to pay attention to him, but his face still had a serious expression and even frowned, making Zhong Buchuan think that his father was unhappy and he was back.

Alas, otherwise father and son are born enemies, and there is rarely a state where the father greets him with a smile when his son comes home.

It cannot be said that there is no, very few.

I have seen most of the children who come home and their fathers greet each other with a smile on their faces, basically the mothers divorced or were away.

Of course, things are not absolute.

The above views are only aimed at the circles I personally see, think, and come into contact with.

"Dad, where is my mom?"

"I went out to pick up the goods, and I'll be back in a while." His father was stunned for a moment and replied without any expression.

"Oh." Zhong Buchuan said again and went upstairs without any emotion.

"This bastard, I only have one sentence when I get home. What about my father and my mother? Why? I don't have your father at home!" Looking at my son's handsome back, Lao Zhong muttered dissatisfiedly. We can treat this dissatisfaction as jealous.

"I'm so tired of moving so many goods by myself. I'm so tired. A very old man is going to the other side like a fool. I don't know how to come to help me move. I'm so ignorant." After Zhong Buchuan's mother came home, she was shocked when she saw Lao Zhong.

"Your son is back." Old Zhong seemed to have gotten used to it, and he did whatever he should do without any reaction.

"Who is back??!!"

"Your son."

"Where is it?" The expression of untiring on his face disappeared, and instead he looked happy.

"I'm sleeping upstairs. I don't look very happy and don't talk to me. You can go and see." Lao Zhong's father said worriedly. No matter how old the child is, he always has a child in his eyes.

"I'll go and have a look." Zhong Buchuan's mother went upstairs. When the mother saw that her son and her father saw that her son had two completely different behaviors, Zhong's mother grabbed her handsome son's hand affectionately: "How many days can you come back? Mom makes delicious food for you, what do you want to eat, tell me!"

"I don't want to eat anything, I have no appetite." Zhong Buchuan no longer had the style of his former adults at this moment, and he walked onto the bed like a child.

"Mom is watching it for you. If we don't go to restaurants, you always eat outside and have no nutrition, the child will lose weight." Zhong Buchuan obviously gained five or six pounds compared to when he left, but when he returned home, he was still said to have lost weight. This is a mother. The fatter the son is, the better... he likes him no matter how he looks at it.

That night, their family closed the door early and my mother cooked several dishes, all of which Zhong Buchuan liked to eat.

Zhong Buchuan took a few bites and praised repeatedly: "The food my mother cooks is delicious, and she can't even eat it outside."

Lao Zhong took a sip of the white wine and whispered: "I'd better lend you the light. Usually your mother will get me peanuts and cold dishes to fool me at home."

Zhong's mother was praised by her son and immediately stood up straight: "Eat more, I'll work hard for nothing. My son has praised me, haha."

When I was young, my mother praised my son for being happy for a long time, but now my son praises my mother for being happy for a long time!!

You support me, I support you, I support you, I support you.

Zhong Buchuan grinned, but he was not in a good mood, and the words "unset" were all over his face.

Old Zhong and Zhong's mother looked at each other, and finally Zhong's mother asked tentatively: "Son, is the girlfriend you have still got together? Your aunt Qi wants to introduce you to a girlfriend, a college student, who is decent at work and looks good. Let's meet?"

Zhong Buchuan put down his chopsticks, picked up the water cup on the table and drank a sip of water, and said unhappily: "Mom, stop me quickly. Now is the time when I am struggling with my career."

When the old couple heard Zhong Buchuan say this, they suddenly felt that it was bad. It was a pity with their girlfriend!!

The two looked at each other again, and it was Lao Zhong who gave Zhong’s mother a color. The mother asked: “Son, have you separated from the girl in the photo you showed me last time?”

Zhong Buchuan's mother could clearly feel that she was nervous when she asked this sentence. She really didn't want to miss such a beautiful girl.

"No." Zhong Buchuan shook his head, obviously not thinking of saying too much.

This sentence did not make Zhong Buchuan's parents even more dizzy. Is it because he has a partner or no partner?

"It's good if you don't have it. When will you take your home and let us see it? I've always heard that you have a partner, and I haven't seen you."

"Let's talk about it then." He vaguely felt in his heart that he and Chenxi might not have been together for too long. He didn't want to disappoint the old couple, so he didn't say anything directly.

"Don't talk about it then. Look at your classmate, who is pregnant with your second child. You haven't had any movement this day, and I and your father are anxious."

"What's the rush? I'm young outside. People who are in their thirties are not in a hurry to get married. OK, don't urge me to do it anymore, are you both annoyed?" Zhong Buchuan didn't want to talk to them about this topic, and the two elders were basically sure that there was something wrong with their son's relationship.
Chapter completed!