When Chen Hansheng and Wang Zibo went back, in addition to Shen Youchu and A Ning, the groom from yesterday also came to see them off with the bride, with local specialties in his hand.
Chen Hansheng shook hands with them and hugged them with a smile. He accepted the local specialties without any hesitation, but he didn't make any promises.
Looking at the four people standing at the entrance of the alley in a daze, Wang Zibo thought that Shen Youchu and A Ning had a reason to wait there, but the young bride and groom didn't need to, because Chen Hansheng didn't even bother to ask their names.
"Why is Xiao Chen so stubborn?"
Wang Zibo thought to himself.
The two of them changed cars all the way to Chengdu. This time, even Wang Zibo wanted to buy a gift for Lu Yuzhen. If he went back one day later, he might be scolded less if he brought a gift.
"I can't ignore Old Chen."
Chen Hansheng thought of his father, so he smacked his lips and bought four more cartons of cigarettes, all of which were local cigarettes in Sichuan and Yu, such as Jiaozi and Yuxi.
Wang Zibo saw it and also bought four cartons.
Chen Hansheng was worried that the cigarettes were fake. After thinking for a while, he said to Wang Zibo, "Zibo, tear your father apart and let me smoke, in case he bought fake cigarettes."
"F * ck! What do you mean by tear my father apart? "
Wang Zibo said with dissatisfaction, "Can't you finish your words? Tear the cigarette you gave my father and taste it."
"It's the same thing. Why are you so hesitant?"
"No way! If you want to smoke, smoke your own cigarettes. "
"You're so stingy."
"It's my pleasure."
The two of them complained to each other and boarded the plane back to Harbor City. They arrived at their hometown after a short sleep. Standing at the gate of the familiar Hualian Shopping Mall, Wang Zibo felt like he was in a dream.
In the morning, he was still thousands of kilometers away in Chuanyu, stroking the dog and the big cat, and playing with little Aning. Now, he had already returned to his hometown in the evening.
If not for the cool breeze, Wang Zibo would have thought that he was in a dream.
"Why are you spacing out?"
Chen Hansheng waved his hand and called for a taxi. "Take a taxi back yourself. Don't look for me for the next two days. I won't be at home even if you do."
"Oh, oh."
Wang Zibo waved goodbye in a daze. He took out a cigarette and started smoking. He felt that this year had passed too quickly, but when he thought about it, he realized that he had gained a lot.
"I have a girlfriend, I have money, I can buy presents for my parents, and I didn't fail my exams."
Wang Zibo looked down at the bags and said, "At least it's a bumper year."
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Chen Hansheng didn't feel that much. He jogged all the way home. Chen Zhaojun was sitting on the sofa watching a sports program.
Lao Chen did not turn on the lights, so the only light in the living room was the flickering light from the color TV.
"Why don't you turn on the lights?"
The first thing Chen Hansheng did when he got home was to change into slippers, then turn on the lights. The first thing he said wasn't to greet his father, but to "blame his father."
"Lao Chen, do we lack electricity? Don't ask me to buy you reading glasses in the future!"
"It's more comfortable to look at with the lights off."
Chen Zhaojun replied and looked at his son silently.
In actuality, Chen Hansheng missed his father quite a lot when he saw him. After all, the last time they met was in November. However, he had also developed a habit. After putting down his luggage, he walked from the bedroom to the kitchen to the bathroom. When he didn't find Liang Meijuan, he said a sentence.
"Dad, where's my mom?"
Lao Chen didn't think much of it, "She knew that you were coming back today, so she went out to buy groceries. She might have bumped into some colleagues and neighbors and was chatting with them."
Chen Hansheng curled his lips, "She doesn't even care about her own son."
Seeing that Chen Hansheng was planning to go back to the bedroom to sleep, Chen Zhaojun called out to him, "Come here, I have something to ask you."
Lao Chen's face was rarely serious. Chen Hansheng thought about it and took the cigarette first, "Dad, this is for you."
"Oh."
Lao Chen took it and looked at it. He put the cigarette on the coffee table and waited for his son to come out from the kitchen after washing the cucumbers.
"It's so cold, why do you have to eat these raw and cold fruits?"
Although Lao Chen had something to talk about, seeing Chen Hansheng eating raw cucumbers, he was still worried that his son would get a stomachache.
"It's okay as long as you feel good."
Chen Hansheng sat on the sofa and put his wet hands on Lao Chen's shoulders. He stared at the women's volleyball game on TV and said while chewing cucumbers, "What's the matter?"
In fact, Chen Zhaojun was quite pleased with his son's attitude. At home, Liang Meijuan was a strict mother, so it was not suitable for him to pull a long face. Therefore, Chen Hansheng was never afraid of Lao Chen, but he was very afraid of Liang Meijuan.
"How much money did you make this year?"
Lao Chen worked in a government office and usually would not directly ask about his son's privacy. But this was his son, so there was no problem.
"More than 800,000. Originally, it was more than 900,000, but the bonus was spread out. Also, I have to give an employee a car worth 200,000."
In terms of money, Chen Hansheng would not lie to his father. He did not even think about why Lao Chen would ask about this. In short, his money was his parents' money.
"So much?"
Lao Chen was a little surprised.
"Yes, it may be more next year."
Chen Hansheng did not sit properly while watching TV at home. He took off his shoes and put them directly on the coffee table. "Ding, ding, ding." He even bumped into something.
Chen Zhaojun reminded him, "Your mother just bought a bracelet. Don't break it, or she will scold you again."
Chen Hansheng picked it up and looked at it, "This is obviously made of the leftover jade. I will go to the jewelry store and buy her a real one. It's so stingy."
"That's not important."
Chen Zhaojun looked at his son and asked, "You went to send Shen home again?"
"Yes."
Chen Hansheng nodded and admitted that Liang Meijuan knew about it.
"That's what I want to talk to you about."
Chen Zhaojun sighed, "I like Lao Xiao's daughter. This girl is beautiful, tall, polite, and has good grades. Two days ago, she saw me and your mother on the street and insisted on buying down jackets for each of us. Most importantly, our families know each other very well."
Chen Hansheng didn't say anything and just listened quietly.
"But."
Chen Zhaojun shook his head, "Your mother likes Shen Youchu more. Of course, she has her own reasons. Of course, I also like Shen Youchu. Now, it's your attitude."
"If you choose Shen Youchu, then we will make it clear to Lao Xiao early. In this way, the two families will not be enemies. If you choose Xiao Xiao, then cut off all ties with Shen Youchu as soon as possible."
Chen Zhaojun gave an ultimatum, "So, you have to come up with a result."
How could Chen Hansheng choose? He said impatiently, "Dad, if you have time, you can go to the Harbor City Academy of Fine Arts to write some calligraphy. This is my own personal matter. I can handle it."
"Then what are you going to do?"
"Let me think about it."
"Can you make up your mind before the New Year?"
"I'm sleepy, Dad. I'll go back to sleep first."
Chen Hansheng wanted to escape again. Lao Chen had no choice but to change his way, "Then tell me who you like first. In this way, when I meet Lao Xiao in the future, I know how to deal with him."
Chen Hansheng thought that if he did not give an answer today, it seemed that he had to do it. So, he dipped his finger in water and wrote a surname on the mahogany tea table.
After reading it, Lao Chen, a middle-aged man with no temper, was so angry that he slammed the tea table.
With a "ding" sound, one of the bracelets bought by Liang Meijuan was directly broken.
"Damn it."
Chen Hansheng was shocked and quickly left the scene of the accident, "Dad, it's you who broke it. It has nothing to do with me."
Seeing Chen Hansheng running back to the bedroom to sleep, Lao Chen looked at the two pieces of the bracelets with a worried face.
After Chen Hansheng returned to the bedroom, he looked here and there. Because he stayed up late last night and had a long trip today, he really fell on the bed and took a nap for a while.
When he was half asleep, he heard someone talking in the living room and the familiar footsteps. It was Empress Dowager Liang. Chen Hansheng hurriedly got up and went to greet her.
As a result, before Chen Hansheng opened the bedroom door, he heard Lao Chen explaining the two pieces of the bracelets.
It's not easy for Hansheng to come home. He didn't mean it. Anyway, it's not expensive. Why don't we just pretend it didn't happen? Don't add more burden to the child's heart … "
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