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Chapter 12

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The woman who asked for directions was carrying a large shoulder bag and was as light as a swallow. She brushed past Zhou Bocan without looking back.

Many years ago, they had known each other. Many years later, most of them were unwilling to admit that they had crossed paths before.

After crossing the road, he was still immersed in the shock of that fleeting glimpse.

A resounding name that had been hidden for a long time and could not be mentioned floated to his mind with a ding dong.

He walked quickly into the neighborhood with a sullen face. At the elevator, he met an old lady with a large amulet as big as a bank card hanging on her chest. He wondered why it was so similar to his mother's amulet. Not to mention the figure and the style of dressing were very similar.

But his mother could not come to the wedding room because she did not have the key.

"Wen Liangliang? The name is square, steady and powerful, but the strokes are a little less. " The old lady pulled up the brim of her hat and took off her sunglasses. She pulled the phone far away and finally saw the words on the screen.

Zhou Baican turned around to take another look. It was indeed his mother. "Mom, why are you here?"

Old Lady Zhou was surprised to meet her son by chance! It was not convenient to talk in the corridor, so the mother and son took the elevator back to the wedding room. It was the first time Zhou Bocan heard that the wedding room was going to be renovated.

He felt that it was not necessary. "Even if it was installed, it might not be used. What's the point of wasting effort? During the renovation, we have to find an empty house nearby to put the old furniture. Do you know how troublesome it is? "

Old Lady Zhou explained patiently, "Hey, son, you can't say it like that. Your mom helped you talk to Ning Ning. She will finish her work in the second half of the year and start the baby project next year. You can make it in time for the renovation. Think about it, your grandma is waiting anxiously at the age of 90! "

As she spoke, she looked at his face. It was not easy to persuade him to get married. She had always been very careful and left enough space for the couple. In the past, she was very tactful about these things and did not touch anything at all. She handled the relationship between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law properly. But now, she was forced by the situation.

"You know Mom gives you a lot of freedom, but my mother-in-law is forcing me. She almost made me depressed. I had no choice but to tell her what she wanted. It was Ning Ning who took the initiative to cooperate with me. Don't think I'm bullying her!"

Zhou Bocan was annoyed by her incessant chatter and followed her to the storeroom.

Old Lady Zhou saw him take out a bottle of wine from the cupboard and guessed, "Are you going to drink with Fang Shiqi?"

Speaking of his friends of the same age, she could not help but feel a little gloomy. Most of them had children, but he was the only one who lived like a bachelor. His wife was not by his side all year round. She only lightly said, "You have to learn from others more about how to give birth to a son. Your grandmother's request is simple. She just wants a loving wife to inherit the Temple of Shing Wong.

Zhou Bocan was really annoyed with Old Lady Zhou. She always tied her wishes to him like a shackle. It was the same for marriage and childbirth. "You call this simple request? You guys are getting more and more overbearing. You even act first and report later. Grand Madam Zhou, let me remind you again not to interfere with the matters between me and Wang Ningning. "

There were some words that he had said before they got married. "Why must my son inherit the Temple of Shing Wong? My father is the eldest son. He did not inherit the temple and passed it to my uncle. If my uncle has a son, according to the tradition, it should be his cousin's son who inherits the temple. Why must it be me? When I was young, didn't you look down on the temple and refused to let me inherit it? "

Old Lady Zhou was choked by his words. Her mind was in a knot and she only came back to her senses after a while. "Oh my god, I didn't look down on the temple. Isn't it because your uncle said that you have the fate of becoming a celebrity? Your Zhou Family and your grandpa's Bai Family have never produced a big celebrity, so … "The more she said, the more guilty she felt. She really wanted her son to be a little fresh meat and be admired by female fans.

But she did not want to bring up the past. In the end, he did not listen to her and became a programmer.

"Your grandmother said that only the eldest son can inherit the temple and continue the family line. That year, I owed her a eldest son to let you live a free life. Now, she insisted on arranging for the eldest son to inherit the temple in her lifetime. I have no choice. During the Lunar New Year, you heard her encouraging you to have a mistress to give birth to an illegitimate child. "

When Zhou Bocan thought of that scene, he could not help but laugh.

The funniest thing was not his grandmother encouraging him to have a mistress. It was his grandmother asking the old Daoist priest in the temple to read his fortune to see if he would have the luck to give birth this year.

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