Seeing that Lao Chen was so conscious, he didn't care about the feelings of his high school female classmates, and he was determined to clear up the misunderstanding with his bad wife, Chen Hansheng thought to himself that Lao Chen's derailment was more difficult than me.

"Okay, then it's decided, you can make a public phone call with Aunt Mo in the evening and explain the matter clearly, I'll go home first to help you find out." ”

Chen Hansheng patted his ass and prepared to leave, Empress Dowager Liang was not feeling well today, so she asked for leave to rest at home.

Chen Zhaojun nodded: "Then we will contact by text message, in fact, I want to ask for leave to take care of your mother, but she kicked me out of the door." ”

Lao Chen was a little embarrassed after speaking, but still reminded: "Your mother may not have lunch at home, you go to the noodle restaurant in the stadium to buy some, she likes that fried noodles the most." ”

"Got it!"

Chen Hansheng turned to look at his father, in fact, Lao Chen was almost 50 years old, although there was no gray hair on his temples, but the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were getting deeper and deeper.

"What are you arguing about when you're old, you're really full and idle. ”

Chen Hansheng walked downstairs "on his feet", he didn't know what to remember, and suddenly looked up: "In two years, the whole granddaughter will bring you a belt, see if you still have time to quarrel." ”

"Stinky Boy ······"

Lao Chen smiled, and when he saw Chen Hansheng leaving the parking lot of the unit with a little Xiali, he felt inexplicably warm in his heart.

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There are a lot of fried noodles sold in Gangcheng City, but the best one is the stadium, Chen Hansheng bought a hot fried noodles and went home, he didn't dare to knock on the door, for fear of disturbing Liang Meijuan, who was resting.

Quietly opened the security door with the key, and when she was changing her shoes, Liang Meijuan suddenly stretched out half of her body from the kitchen and looked at Chen Hansheng in a daze.

The mother and son looked at each other for about 10 seconds, and the Empress Dowager Liang suddenly closed the kitchen door, covered her head, and walked into the bedroom with a haggard face.

Chen Hansheng is a ghost, he saw that the oil stains on Liang Meijuan's mouth were not wiped clean, so he put down the fried noodles and rushed into the kitchen.

Liang Meijuan didn't stop her if she wanted to.

Not long after, Chen Hansheng came out of the kitchen with a small pot, knocked on the lid of the pot and said: "Pork ribs and green vegetable noodles, I thought you were sad today and shed tears, but you cooked pork ribs noodles in the kitchen!"

"Mom, are you worthy of me like this?"

Chen Hansheng said with a sad and indignant face.

"What are you yelling about. ”

Liang Meijuan was also startled, thinking that her husband came back early, but fortunately, Chen Hansheng saw nothing: "I have the strength to divorce when I am full." ”

"It's still a fart. ”

Chen Hansheng sat slumped on the sofa: "I haven't seen anyone who secretly cooked pork rib noodles at home before the divorce, if you want to say something directly about your son, why use this method to trick me home." ”

Liang Meijuan didn't agree: "Who lied to you, your father······ Do you know how hateful Chen Zhaojun is, he just ate with that woman, and he actually lied to me to have a social, I don't want to live with a liar, you quickly think about it, after the divorce, will you be with your father or with me. ”

"Besides, I'm going to change my last name. ”

Liang Meijuan snorted coldly: "Change your name to Liang Hansheng." ”

"Forget it, I'll still ask the welfare institute if it accepts a baby like me who is 5 years old and more than 100 months old. ”

Chen Hansheng stood up and opened the fried noodle bag: "Come and eat, Queen Mother." ”

Liang Meijuan smelled the fragrance and moved her index finger, but she was still a little embarrassed, so she said seriously: "Chen Zhaojun and I quarreled last night. ”

Chen Hansheng nodded indifferently: "I know." ”

"I cried for a long time last night, and your dad didn't coax me. ”

"Didn't you kick him out of the bedroom, how did he coax him? ”

"Damn, I'm really sick. ”

"I'll accompany your old man to the hospital tomorrow, it's okay. ”

"He shouldn't lie to me. ”

“emmm······ Although it is a white lie, it should indeed be educated fiercely, and when Lao Chen comes back in the evening, I will make a report on behalf of the Family Committee, so that he can reflect deeply. ”

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In the afternoon, Chen Hansheng chatted with Empress Dowager Liang at home, in fact, the main thing was to enlighten Liang Meijuan, and by the way, he helped her hammer her back.

In fact, for Liang Meijuan, "divorce" is a cruel word for a while, after all, her sons are twenty years old, and the relationship between the husband and wife is usually very good.

Liang Meijuan just wanted to express her anger and sadness, and probably jealousy.

"Does it still hurt?"

Chen Hansheng asked.

Liang Meijuan nodded: "One moment back pain, one moment calf pain, one moment rib pain, all body is uncomfortable." ”

Chen Hansheng sighed, in fact, this is not painful anywhere, so I feel that it hurts everywhere, there is a professional name in medicine called "neuralgia", which is mainly related to mood.

"Okay, if you say it hurts, I'll hammer it. ”

Chen Hansheng is quite helpless, but this is his own mother, and Mu has a little way.

How do you know that Liang Meijuan is quite disgusted: "Don't just hammer, talk about something in school, how old is Xiao Shen's grandmother, does Xiao Yu'er want to be a lawyer after studying law, how are Luo Xuan's parents······

Chen Hansheng still has to pick up something interesting to talk about, to make the middle-aged and elderly "divorced" women happy, chatting and chatting, the mobile phone suddenly "ding" a message.

Chen Zhaojun: How is your mother's mood, can she eat?

Chen Hansheng glanced at the relaxation on Liang Meijuan's face, and gave Lao Chen a message back to the past.

Chen Hansheng: There is no inner ghost, send a point H picture.

Chen Zhaojun: ?

Chen Hansheng: I'm sorry, I'm used to it, this sentence means that the situation is very safe, and my mother is fine.

Chen Zhaojun: That's good, I bought your mother's favorite twist flowers after work, and you keep it secret.

Chen Hansheng: In addition to twist, buy a bouquet of flowers, how can you apologize with twist.

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In the evening, Chen Zhaojun pushed open the security door with anxiety and saw a familiar scene.

The son is lying on the sofa watching TV, he has no patience to change the channel, his wife is cooking in the kitchen, and the noise of the range hood can be heard in the living room.

"How is it?" asked Lao Chen quickly.

Chen Hansheng waved his hand confidently: "Xiao Chen is out of the horse, a top two, what are you worried about?"

Liang Meijuan heard the conversation in the living room, opened the kitchen door and took a look, and after finding that it was Chen Zhaojun, she closed the door again with a "bang".

Lao Chen had a sad face: "Didn't you say that it was all done?"

"I didn't make any phone calls, so you can organize the language now. ”

After Chen Hansheng finished speaking, he went to the kitchen to drag Liang Meijuan out, and Liang Meijuan was still shouting: "The vegetables are not fried well, wait until I turn off the gas." ”

When she and Chen Zhaojun looked at each other, Liang Meijuan immediately sat on the sofa without saying a word, and slapped Chen Hansheng twice to let him sit and watch TV.

Chen Zhaojun swallowed his saliva, and with the encouragement of his son, he took out PHS and dialed it over.

"Hey, Mo Ke, I'm Chen Zhaojun. ”

"Oh, Zhaojun, what's the matter?"

Mo Ke's calm voice came from the hands-free, Liang Meijuan's face suddenly tensed, although she didn't look at PHS, but her attention was very concentrated.

"Ahem, that's the case. ”

Chen Zhaojun glanced at Liang Meijuan: "We sat in the café yesterday, and then my lover found out about it, and after going home, I had a fight, and now I want to ask you to help me prove it, we are just gossiping." ”

Chen Hansheng was a little surprised when he heard this, Lao Chen is a mixed organ, it is an exaggeration to say that there are seven tricks, but it is estimated that there are still three tricks and four tricks, and he usually pays attention to the way and proportion when he speaks.

With such a straightforward way of communication today, he would rather offend Mo Ke and eliminate family misunderstandings.

However, Mo Ke's reaction was only to smile lightly, and after half a ring, he asked, "Is Meijuan next to you?"

"Yes. ”

Chen Zhaojun slipped the phone to Liang Meijuan.

Liang Meijuan was caught off guard and glared at her husband fiercely.

"Hey, I, I'm Liang Meijuan. ”

Liang Meijuan also began to get nervous.

"Meijuan, don't worry, Zhaojun and I are just high school classmates. ”

When Mo Ke spoke, Chen Zhaojun was smoking a cigarette faintly, with a calm and relaxed face and a hint of emotion.

"I guess it's still a little nostalgic. ”

Chen Hansheng secretly thought, it's just that now both of them have families, and they have been over for so many years, so they can have such restraint.

"Meijuan, in fact, most of the content we talked about yesterday was about Hansheng, I won't tell you, my lover and I didn't have children, I saw that Hansheng liked it a lot, and I joked with Lao Chen yesterday, wanting to recognize Hansheng as my godson. ”

"Why didn't you say that?"

Chen Hansheng glared at his father and silently expressed this emotion.

Chen Zhaojun looked at Liang Meijuan and shook his head slightly.

Sure enough, Liang Meijuan refused directly on the phone: "Hansheng is too naughty, he doesn't follow the rules, I often lose sleep at night when I worry about him, I really don't want him to cause trouble for you······"

After the phone call, in fact, the misunderstanding had been basically resolved, and Chen Hansheng held the shelf again and seriously criticized Lao Chen.

"If there is anything in the future, you must tell the truth, is it that with my mother's big heart, will she still stop you from meeting female classmates?"

Chen Hansheng finished patting his ass, and said to Liang Meijuan with a smile: "Regarding Aunt Mo's decision to admit her son, I think it's ······."

"No way!"

Liang Meijuan interrupted directly.

For a middle-aged woman of her age, if she has no relationship with her husband, she can still divorce by agreement, but if anyone robs her son, Liang Meijuan will probably have to work hard.

"Why do you care so much, now you are not short of money. ”

While Liang Meijuan was stir-frying in the kitchen, Chen Zhaojun asked in a low voice.

Chen Hansheng rubbed his nose: "Two mothers, can't they correspond to two daughters-in-law······"

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