"Wife, come and pick me up, my car was borrowed from Zelin, the child. ”

After a busy day of accounting in the company, Li Juan, who was about to drive home, had just sat on her Beetle when she received a call from her husband.

"You old man is really, give the car to Zelin, this kid, you just wait for the ticket notice! Where are you now, I just came out of the company, and I will pick you up. ”

"Hehe~, didn't I call you because my wife was about to get off work?"

At this time, Cheng Zhongran, who was walking slowly on the road, looked at the vehicles passing by quickly, and smiled at his wife on the other side of the phone.

"Feelings, you're just waiting for me to get off work, okay, hurry up and tell me the place, I'll pick you up, next time there is such a thing, just take a taxi home, it's dark, you old man, don't wander outside." ”

After starting the car and connecting the mobile phone to the car's Bluetooth, Li Juan complained to her husband.

"Okay, I know, I'm here on Garden Avenue now, wife, come over quickly!"

"You stand there and don't move, I'll come right over. ”

ended the call, and Cheng Zhongran couldn't help but show a smile on his face.

He and his wife have been married for almost 30 years, and he is quite satisfied that he can maintain the state of being in love with each other now.

The only regret is that if my one-breed son is obedient, comes back to take over his shift, and retires early, it will be perfect.

"I sold it, and the last bunch of 50 yuan was sold, and I sold it out and closed the stall. ”

Just when Cheng Zhongran couldn't help but think of his son again, a hawker rode an electric tricycle, and several empty buckets were placed in the trunk of the car.

"Boss, wait, I want this flower. ”

Cheng Zhongran, who came back to his senses in the shouting of the hawker boss, raised his hand and greeted the hawker.

"Okay, boss, are you going to buy flowers? I'm the last bunch, and you're lucky enough to sell it to you cheaply." ”

Cheng Zhongran's shout was even more effective than the holy decree, and he saw that the electric tricycle that was originally riding came directly to a sudden brake, and then a middle-aged man walked down from the car with a simple face and said enthusiastically to Cheng Zhongran.

"Yes, I bought it, scan the code or cash. ”

Looking at the flower seller in front of him, Cheng Zhongran asked with a warm smile.

"Okay, you can scan the cash, you can take it first. ”

Taking the flowers out of the bucket, the flower seller directly handed the flowers to a suit and leather shoes in front of him, giving people an extraordinary bearing of Cheng Zhongran.

"Then cash! I just have it here. ”

Taking the flowers, Cheng Zhongran said and took out the green bill from his pocket and handed it over.

"Okay, boss, I'll go first. ”

After taking the money and confirming that the banknotes were genuine, the flower seller said with a happy face, returned to the tricycle, and drove away.

It's just that according to reason, the shout that should have disappeared when the last bouquet of flowers was sold out.

When passing by other pedestrians, it sounded again: "Sold flowers, the last bunch of 50 yuan was sold, and the stall was closed after the sale." ”

Of course, Cheng Zhongran also heard this renewed shout, but he just smiled and didn't care.

After all, everyone takes what they need, the boss who sells flowers is for money, and he wants to make his wife happy, so why not.

"There's no shame on this bad old man. ”

From a distance, Li Juan saw the figure standing on the side of the road stupidly holding a flower and waiting, although he was muttering.

But there was still a hint of a smile on that charming face, but she couldn't hide it, until the beetle was only one or twenty meters away from the figure, she freed up one hand and secretly pinched herself, allowing herself to return to her usual cold momentum in the company.

"Didi! Don't get in the car quickly, it's not a shame to buy this kind of thing. ”

Lowering the car window and looking at her husband's warm smile that has not changed for thousands of years, Li Juan pretended to be angry and glanced at the other party.

"I didn't think you needed some trim in your car to match you, so I bought it. ”

After decades of getting along, Cheng Zhongran, who has touched his wife's personality, is not angry, but happily got into the passenger seat, turned around and put the flowers on the back seat.

"As far as you can speak, you have this ability, why didn't you teach your son in the first place, look at what our family Xiao Hao has become now, I heard from Zehao's child, Xiao Hao's child is almost invulnerable. ”

As soon as she talked about her son, the trace of smile hidden in Li Juan's eyes really disappeared completely, and then she looked at her husband and began to look unkindly.

"This is because my son himself didn't match good genes, can you blame me?"

was stared at unkindly by his wife, Cheng Zhongran touched his nose and muttered.

At this time, in front of his wife, where is there a group chairman who should look like, he can't be more docile.

"Genes are not something that my son can choose, are you blaming my son for not choosing genes?"

Hearing that her husband shirked the responsibility to her son, Li Juan immediately stopped doing it, and questioned her husband very protectively.

"I didn't mean that, okay, you won, it's because I didn't teach our son well the day after tomorrow, causing Xiaohao to become what he is now, it's my fault, I deserve to die, and I deserve a headache. ”

Seeing that the more quibble, the more unkind his wife's eyes became, Cheng Zhongran simply lowered his head, and finally took all the responsibility (* ̄m ̄) alone.

"Hmph, it's your fault, this time when my son comes back, you go over and sleep with my son, and teach him your set well, I'm really anxious to die, don't come back to sleep if you don't teach. ”

Turning the beetle around, Li Juan drove the car back, and ordered her husband in an unquestioning tone.

"But my wife... , my tricks are outdated, and they are not suitable for the current young people, so they will work ......... you. ”

"Cheng Zhongran, you bastard, are you saying I'm old?"

"Hiss~, wife, drive well, don't drive people with your hands. ”

In the noisy quarrel of this loving old couple, the beetle ran out of a few S-shapes dangerously, and then slowly returned to normal.