The next day was Sunday. Qin Bao Bao and Qin Ze had to go home to stay with their parents for a day. After the siblings moved in together at their parents' request, they had to go home every weekend. After all, their parents missed their children too. Ever since Qin Ma unlocked the "Blind Date Demon" attribute, Qin Bao Bao rarely went home.
I can't afford to offend her. I'll just hide.
Now, she went home once every half a month. It wasn't good for her not to go home all the time. Grandpa would explode.
He also brought Wang Zijin along. The little sister of the Wang family was two-faced, so she had almost no friends in Shanghai except for Qin Bao Bao. Qin Ze couldn't figure out at first. How did the little homebody battle expert become best friends with his silly sister? Thinking about it carefully, Qin Bao Bao might not be worse than Wang Zijin in terms of homebody battle skills.
One must know that he had been tricked by his sister since he was young.
They arrived at their parents' house at 9: 30 in the morning. The neighborhood was quiet, and people didn't like to come out in the hot summer weather. Occasionally, there were cars coming in and out. The grass in the green belt shone with the green sunlight, and the leaves rolled listlessly.
The guard uncle lay half-dead in front of the fan. Qin Bao Bao honked the horn repeatedly, and only then did he reluctantly open the fence for them.
It was rare for Grandpa Wang to be at home. He was in the study looking at stock trading software. He had a special notebook to record the trends and changes of stocks, sectors, and the market. This was a habit he had picked up in recent years. He was old and his memory was not as good as before.
"Dad, why didn't you go to school today?" Qin Ze pushed the door open and entered.
"We have guests for lunch." Grandpa Wang's eyes never left the computer.
Qin Ze took out a brown box from his pocket. It was beautifully packaged. He put it on the desk and said, "Dad, this is for you."
He bought the Montblanc fountain pen from Shimei Shopping Mall in the morning. It cost 4,000 RMB. The body of the pen was pure black and shiny. It was made of acetate fiber plastic and felt very warm when holding it. The design was simple and smooth, and the appearance was grand and elegant.
Grandpa Wang looked at the fountain pen and said, "Did you take the wrong medicine?"
Took the wrong medicine …
That's too heart-wrenching. It's rare for me to be filial to my father.
"I made some money in the stock market, so I wanted to buy some gifts for you." Qin Ze said in his heart, I can't forget the look in your eyes when you looked at me empty-handed when Qin Bao gave you a present.
The old man plays with the fountain pen, unable to hide his fondness. Qin Ze doesn't know if a cultured person likes this, but his father likes it. When Qin Ze was in elementary school, his grandfather had a Montblanc fountain pen. He kept it in his shirt pocket every day. At that time, it was also popular to keep fountain pens in the chest pocket. He loved it more than his own son.
"It's a lot of money," the old man said.
"4,000."
"Brat, you're spending too much money." The old man reprimanded him with righteous words and quickly put the pen into his pocket.
"Dad, you go ahead. I'll go to the living room to talk to mom." Qin Ze turned around and was about to leave.
"Wait!" The old man stopped him and put on his father's dignity. "Give me your phone."
"What for?" Qin Ze was stunned.
"Look at your recent harvest list." The old man's tone was that of a teacher. "Your medium-long line looks good, but there are obvious shortcomings in the short term. Let me take a look and give you some advice later."
He couldn't say that he had encountered a bottleneck in the stock market recently and needed his son's harvest list for reference and inspiration.
As an old man, I don't care about my face!
"Then I won't leave. Go ahead." Qin Ze said.
"Go go go, don't be an eyesore here." The old man snatched the phone and waved his hand to chase him away.
Qin Ze left reluctantly. If it was someone else who wanted his phone, he would have slapped them. Even Qin Bao couldn't get it. After all, there was a lot of privacy in the phone. But since his father asked, as a son, he couldn't refuse.
Qin Ze came to the living room. Qin Bao Bao, Wang Zijin, and Qin Ma were sitting on the sofa, watching TV and chatting. There were only a few topics to talk about.
Qin Ma said, "The daughter of the Zhang family next door is finally married. Aiyo, she's almost 30 years old. The Zhang family can finally breathe a sigh of relief."
"Aunt Liu on the second floor already has her second child. She has another chubby boy. She looks so cute."
"Bao Bao, you have to work harder too. Mom is almost 50 years old."
Qin Ma couldn't be blamed for being anxious. Most of the neighbors who were about her age had already become grandparents. At the very least, their sons and daughters were married. Look at her. Not to mention grandchildren, her daughter didn't even have a boyfriend.
When she went out and met neighbors of more than ten years, Qin Ma's age, the content of the conversation was nothing more than their children's career and childbirth. A while ago, they were quite proud that the Qin family had a big star. But the older generation didn't pay attention to this. After the novelty passed, the topic turned to their children's marriage. They asked Qin Ma, "Does your Bao Bao have a boyfriend? When are you getting married? "
Qin Ma suddenly felt a lot of pressure.
Qin Bao Bao sat cross-legged and puffed up her cheeks. Don't talk to her mother.
"This child, you always have this attitude. I'm so angry." Qin Ma was disappointed. She wanted to take her daughter to see a psychiatrist.
"Auntie, don't be anxious." Wang Zijin acted as a lubricant and joked. "Bao Bao isn't that old. She's only 25 years old. Maybe there will be a man she likes. Don't think that she got married too quickly. "
Qin Ma patted Wang Zijin's hand and said with relief, "Zijin is so sensible. If you were my daughter, I wouldn't have to worry."
Qin Bao Bao puffed up her cheeks and sulked.
"Mom, do you have watermelon? I want to eat watermelon. "Qin Ze appeared just in time.
"Yes, I'll cut it for you. Wait for a while." Qin Ma got up and went into the kitchen.
Qin Ze walked to his sister and sat down. He bumped her shoulder and gloated. "Look at this. Mom might sleep with you tonight."
Qin Bao Bao twisted her body in annoyance. She did not want her brother to touch her.
Qin Ma came over with a plate of watermelon and handed a piece to Wang Zijin.
Wang Zijin smiled sweetly. "Thank you, auntie."
Qin Ma handed her daughter another piece. Qin Bao Bao looked away. "Don't eat it."
Qin Ze said, "Mom, don't mind her. I'll eat it."
There was a news report on the TV. "Recently, there have been high temperatures in many provinces. Please take precautions against heatstroke. At around 8 o 'clock this morning, there was a traffic accident on the Yuhe Expressway in the Western Province. The truck driver fainted because of heatstroke, causing the truck to lose control and crash into the roadside guardrail. The driver died in vain. This is the third traffic accident due to high temperatures in the Western Province … "
Qin Ma said, "Bao Bao, eat some watermelon to prevent heatstroke."
Qin Ze burst out laughing. "Mom, she stays in an air-conditioned room all day. How can she prevent heatstroke?"
Qin Bao Bao rolled her eyes at her brother. She put on her slippers and went to the kitchen. She came out with half a watermelon.
Qin Ma told her not to eat too much watermelon. She would get diarrhea if she ate too much.
Qin Bao Bao said that half a watermelon was more satisfying.
She liked to eat watermelon like this since she was young. She would eat a spoonful while watching TV. However, she could not eat all of it. Every time she ate half, she would throw it to Qin Ze.
Sure enough, her sister ate the essence in the center and handed the watermelon to Qin Ze. "I can't eat anymore."
Qin Ze habitually took it and put a spoonful into his mouth. Qin Ma immediately said, "Hey, change the spoon."
Qin Ze said, "It's so disgusting. Spit it out. Mom, you're so considerate. Mom, help me change the spoon."
Qin Bao Bao took advantage of the moment when Qin Ma turned around and pinched Qin Ze's waist hard. Qin Ze did not pursue his sister's petty actions. After all, it was his sister who was pressed down on the sofa every time. This was called "You can lose in small matters, but you can't lose in big matters."
Wang Zijin looked at the siblings from the corner of her eyes. These two clowns were really putting on an act in front of their parents.
At this time, the old man came out of the study. The old man was full of smiles. He returned the phone to his son and patted him on the shoulder. He laughed. "Not bad, not bad. My son is really capable. Azé, although the more you experience this kind of thing, the better, you can't be too half-hearted. "
The siblings, including Wang Zijin, were dumbfounded.
"Dad, what's the matter?" Qin Ze suddenly felt that something was wrong.
Qin Bao Bao looked at her father's forehead. If not for her cowardice, she would have checked if her father had a fever. After being father and daughter for more than 20 years, she had never seen the old man praise his son.
"Kid, when did you get a girlfriend? Why didn't you tell me?" The old man's smile was so wide that the corners of his mouth reached his ears.
Qin Bao Bao looked at Wang Zijin. Wang Zijin was stunned at first and then felt guilty. Suddenly, she felt that something was wrong … What am I guilty about?
The old man smiled. "Who's that Zhang Ya? What does she look like? Where does she live? Is she your university classmate? "
Qin Bao Bao was stunned.
Qin Ze's eyelids twitched.
"This girl is a little too enthusiastic. You have to pay attention to your character. You can't just date anyone." The old man paused and then squeezed out a smile. "Chen Qingyuan is also your girlfriend? She keeps calling him Qin Ge. She's younger than you, right? "
"Swish!"
Two gazes that seemed to have materialized shot over.
Qin Ze felt that the dog days had turned into the coldest days in an instant. The two pairs of eyes were from his sister and the young lady from the Wang family.
"Dad, don't talk nonsense. I don't have a girlfriend." He decided to hide in the kitchen and figure out the situation first. At the same time, he took out his phone. There were five unread messages in his inbox.
"Little brother, have you missed your sister recently? Ask your sister out to play some other day."
"Oh, you're ignoring me? You're not going to recognize me anymore after eating me, are you? "
"Qin Ge, are you free this week? My mom wants to invite you over for a meal."
"Qin Ge, don't think that I'm annoying. I, I'll be a good boy in the future."
"Qin Ge, reply to me with a text. I don't dare to call you …"
What the f * ck, this information was too much.
Zhang Ya was the kind of woman who liked to talk nonsense. It was obviously a very serious matter, but she could still start it with a topic that was 18 times forbidden. As for Chen Qingyuan, that girl, she was stubborn and did not have the slightest awareness that she had been banished to the cold palace. She always wanted something to happen between her and Qin Ze.
What would the old man think of me? I've been an excellent son for 22 years …
And this damn smartphone. The text message notification would pop up the content. The old man could see everything with a glance. He did not even need to open his inbox to spy on his son's privacy.
Suddenly, there was a scream behind him. Then, his shoulder sank.
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