"Beep, beep, beep."
"Hello, I'm Xiao Hongwei."
"Hello, Uncle Xiao, I'm Chen Hansheng, I'm here to look for Xiao Rongyu."
"Hansheng, Little Yu'er is resting, you can call again tomorrow."
… ….
"Beep, beep, beep."
"Hello, who is this?"
"Good morning, Uncle Xiao, I'm Chen Hansheng, please let Xiao Rongyu answer the phone."
"Little Yu'er is out, I'm sorry."
… ….
"Beep, beep, beep."
"Uncle Xiao, I'm Chen Hansheng, I'm here to look for Xiao Rongyu."
"Little Yu'er is not back yet, you can call again tonight."
"It's okay, please tell her that I'm back at school today."
Hearing this, the other side of the phone suddenly quieted down, as if someone had covered the receiver. Chen Hansheng's hearing was good, and he could vaguely hear Xiao Hongwei's muffled voice. "He's going back to school today …"
Chen Hansheng couldn't hear the answer. After a while, Xiao Hongwei picked up the phone and said, "Hansheng, I'll pass the message. Be careful, go to school and tell your parents."
After hanging up the phone, Xiao Hongwei looked at Xiao Rongyu worriedly and said, "What on earth did you quarrel about? Tell me."
Xiao Rongyu was wearing a milky white spaghetti strap pajamas, her hair was loose, and she was sitting on the sofa with her arms around her knees. She looked haggard, her eyes were a little red and swollen, and her delicate oval face looked a little sharp.
She didn't say anything, just sat there blankly.
Xiao Rongyu directly locked the door of her bedroom after she came back last night, and Chen Hansheng called her not long after.
Xiao Hongwei could tell that Chen Hansheng had something to do with this matter, not to mention his professional sensitivity. Judging from his father's identity, Xiao Hongwei knew that this matter was definitely related to Chen Hansheng.
"Your mom is coming back, she will definitely ask you about it when she sees you like this."
Xiao Hongwei said with a sigh.
This sentence finally worked. It seemed that Xiao Rongyu didn't want her mother to find out anything. She finally stood up and went to wash up.
"Little Yu 'er."
Xiao Hongwei stopped her. "Are you in love with Chen Hansheng?"
Xiao Rongyu suddenly turned around and said resolutely, "No, not in the past, not now, and definitely not in the future!"
Xiao Hongwei sighed. He was experienced and an expert in criminal investigation. He could tell if his daughter was lying or not.
At noon, Xiao Rongyu's mother, Lv Yuqing, came home from work. When she saw her husband washing vegetables in the kitchen, she took off her coat and went to help.
"Where's Little Yu 'er?" Lv Yuqing asked.
"I just woke up and am washing up."
Xiao Hongwei took the initiative to help his daughter cover up her lie.
Lv Yuqing felt a little strange. "She rarely wakes up this late in the past."
"It's the holidays. It's normal to sleep a few more hours."
Xiao Hongwei pretended to be a little impatient, and Lv Yuqing didn't continue to ask.
After a while, Xiao Hongwei said inadvertently, "I remember that you are quite familiar with Chen Zhaojun's wife, right?"
"Liang Meijuan?"
Lv Yuqing said, "We were quite familiar with each other in the past, but recently, we haven't been contacting each other much."
"Then when you have time, let's have a meal together. Friends should keep in touch with each other more often." Xiao Hongwei said while picking vegetables.
"Why? Is Chen Zhaojun going to be promoted?"
Lv Yuqing who was also in the system immediately thought of this possibility.
Xiao Hongwei didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "We are already so old, what's there to be promoted for? We just want to have a meal together."
Seeing that her husband didn't want to tell the truth, Lv Yuqing also didn't ask anymore. Xiao Hongwei's work often involved the principle of confidentiality. Family members also couldn't ask too much.
"Alright, I'll go help Little Yu 'er tie her hair. When I have time, I'll ask her out."
After Lv Yuqing left the kitchen, Xiao Hongwei wiped the water stains on his hands and sighed, "We have almost reached the peak. Now, we need to make plans for our children."
… …
A similar scene was also happening in Chen Hansheng's home, but the atmosphere was completely different.
"Why is my life so hard? After marrying into Chen family, I haven't had a good day. It wasn't easy for me to wait for my son to grow up, but in the end, he is also a heartless dog."
Chen Hansheng didn't wait for the holiday to end and wanted to go back to school. Liang Meijuan couldn't persuade him, so she just nagged at the side.
"I am the class monitor now, my time doesn't belong to me, it belongs to all the students in the second class of public administration. Mother, I also have no choice."
Chen Hansheng said nonsense while packing his luggage.
"Pei, I really don't know why the head teacher chose you to be the class monitor."
Liang Meijuan knew her son, when he didn't want to tell the truth, he would be able to talk nonsense.
Chen Hansheng had always been packing his luggage by himself, and Chen Zhaojun and Liang Meijuan also wouldn't interfere. This was a habit that had been formed over the years. But seeing that there were two Hong Kong specialties in the package, Liang Meijuan asked, "Are you bringing these for your dorm mates?"
"No, it's for the head teacher." Chen Hansheng said.
This time, he brought the hometown specialties specially for Guo Zhongyun. First, he wanted to thank him for helping to calm down the disturbance of the fight last time. Second, he wanted to continue to maintain a personal relationship with him.
Chen Hansheng couldn't give Guo Zhongyun a single cent in the red envelope. Not to mention whether Guo Zhongyun would accept it or not, once it involved money, this relatively simple teacher-student relationship would immediately deteriorate.
Before leaving, Liang Meijuan took out 1,000 yuan and asked Chen Hansheng to take it with him, but Chen Hansheng didn't want it at all. "I'm not short of money now."
"How much of the 2,000 yuan you brought at the beginning of school is left?"
Liang Meijuan was worried, so she must ask clearly.
"Half of it is gone."
Chen Hansheng told the truth.
Liang Meijuan was stunned for a moment. "It's only been a month, how did you spend it?"
In the past, when Chen Hansheng was studying at home, the monthly living expenses of a family of three were about 1,000 yuan. Now that Chen Hansheng went to college, Liang Meijuan and Chen Zhaojun's daily expenses were only a few hundred yuan each month.
"Eating, drinking, buying sundries, men have to socialize." Chen Hansheng said indifferently.
"You don't even have a girlfriend, and you're learning how to socialize."
Liang Meijuan almost laughed out of anger, but she also felt a little strange. "Then why don't you want the 1,000 yuan?"
"I earned 2,500 yuan in other places, so I'm not short of money."
Chen Hansheng didn't want to explain too much. He opened the door and said, "Old Chen, I'm leaving now. You take care of yourselves at home. Quarrel when you have nothing to do, just don't fight."
Looking at the back of Chen Hansheng leaving, Liang Meijuan suddenly felt a little lonely.
"Old Chen, are we old?"
"Why do you say that?"
"I feel that Hansheng doesn't need us anymore. He doesn't want money, and he doesn't talk about things anymore. He already has his own world."
Chen Zhaojun smiled and hugged his wife's shoulder gently, "Isn't that good? In the future, we can also worry less."
"That won't do!"
Liang Meijuan suddenly frowned, "I still need to take care of this little bastard's child. Do you have any colleagues or friends who have a daughter of moderate age? Once they graduate from college, they should let them get married."
"Maybe … I do."
Chen Zhaojun still didn't know that Chen Hansheng and Xiao Rongyu had already "broken up", and this delicate figure couldn't help but appear in his mind.
… …
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