"Huang Eniang, I haven't seen you for a few months, have you missed this prince, hahahaha......"

As soon as he entered the door, Tang Zheng laughed and gave his mother Zhao Xiuli a bear hug, and by the way, he took a sip on her face.

"In this life, your father is estimated to have no chance with the throne, and remember to wipe the bright spots of his eyes when he is reincarnated in the next life. ”

Zhao Xiuli pouted with a spatula and wiped the saliva on her face in disgust.

Although Tang Zheng was hit on his mouth, the potato roasted pork ribs that were simmering in the pot were silently expressing his son's joy when he came home.

"With the status of the old Tang Dynasty, in ancient times, I could barely be regarded as a Yanei. ”

Tang Zheng tossed his backpack aside, opened the refrigerator, unscrewed a bottle of iced Coke, and slurred half of it as soon as he craned his neck.

Every time he, the crown prince, comes home, this carbonated drink will appear in the refrigerator.

"Son of a bitch, do you want to laugh at me to death, so that I can inherit my mother's ant Huabei, your mother is only 42 years old this year, and I guess you will be disappointed." ”

"Your dad is just a big fart director of the small office of the county transportation bureau, and he can't even be considered an official the size of a sesame mung bean, and you are embarrassed to call yourself Yanei?"

Mom mocked mercilessly on the spot.

Tang Zheng's father, Tang Pengmin, originally belonged to the army, but because his family did not study much when he was a child, he still had to work hard in this position, and he was already burning incense before he could mix with the deputy bureau before he retired.

Tang Pengmin has long been accustomed to the bickering of mother and son, and he has never talked much, but he just glanced at his son when Tang Zheng first entered the door.

Seeing that his son didn't look fat or thin in the past few months of his internship, he was in good spirits, so he sat on the sofa and watched the news while smoking.

"Old Tang, your wife is turning a corner and despising you, if I say anything, I have to move up while I am young, at least let her see the director. ”

Tang Zheng put the unfinished Coke back in the refrigerator and iced it, sat down next to Tang Pengmin with a big grin and said with a smile.

Don't look at Tang Pengmin's quiet and serious face, in fact, his temper is very gentle, and Tang Zheng has not been afraid of him since he was a child.

"Wash your hands and help your mom serve the food, ready to eat. ”

Tang Pengmin didn't pick up at all, got up and walked towards the dining table.

From kindergarten to university, to internships, Tang Pengmin has never used the little power in his hands to open the back door for him.

Otherwise, maybe Tang Zheng would not have only two books in the province, and he wouldn't have gone to the current small activity company with less than 20 people including the boss when he was an intern in his senior year.

"Son of a bitch, you will die in this life and gnaw the old heart, unless the ancestral grave of your old Tang family smokes, if any ancestor leaves your father an inheritance of tens of billions, maybe he can still divide you with three or five thousand. ”

Tang Zheng pouted, he inherited tens of billions of inheritances and only gave me a few thousand yuan, did I send it to charge the phone bill or pick it up in the trash?

"The ribs are mushy. ”

With a sniffle, Tang Zheng suddenly said calmly.

"It's not your share if the ribs are paste, let's fight on your own, haha......"

The old mother copied the spatula and smiled, and suddenly snorted, her face changed greatly, and she called "", and turned around and rushed into the kitchen.

"Well, this is my own mother. ”

Tang Zheng looked at Ms. Zhao Xiuli, who was shouting and turning off the heat and starting the pot, and was in the kitchen for a while, sighed and went in to help serve the food with a bitter face.

"Mom, are you sure I'm really your own?"

While eating, Tang Zheng looked at the two burnt pork ribs in the bowl, bared his teeth and looked at Ms. Zhao Xiuli who was sandwiching the unmushed pork ribs into the old Tang bowl, and confirmed again.

He shouldn't have come back during the Dragon Boat Festival holiday, and he was caught off guard by the fed by his father and mother.

"Also, when the two of you show affection, can you consider the feelings of being single?"

Nibbling on the black and slimy ribs, Tang Zheng felt that he had received a 10,000-point critical hit.

Is it not fragrant to open the black with colleagues in Rongcheng, or is the hundreds of sister papers in the address book collectively exploded?

"Blame me!"

Ms. Zhao Xiuli glared, and the humble Tang was silent for an instant.

Quarreling with his mother, he has never won since he was a child.

In the end, Old Tang couldn't stand it, so he took the initiative to give Tang Zheng the ribs in his bowl, and peeled another zongzi for him.

Tang Pengmin asked with concern: "How is your work, have you been busy lately, and how is your relationship with your colleagues?"

Tang Zheng is a senior this year, and only found an internship in an activity company in Rongcheng after the year, and he has just joined the company for less than three months, and his monthly internship salary is less than 3,000.

As the capital of Shu Province, Rongcheng's consumption is not ordinarily high, and the salary of 3,000 yuan can only barely make ends meet.

The family atmosphere of Tang Zheng's family has been very good since he was a child, and he gets along with Lao Tang and Huang Eniang like friends, as long as there are no issues of principle involved, the three of them are still very relaxed.

For example, giving the burnt pork ribs to his own son, it is estimated that among Tang Zheng's classmates, only Zhao Xiuli's own mother did it.

Of course, these two pork ribs are not seriously mushy, and the nutrition and taste do not have much impact.

Tang Zheng was chewing on ribs with a mouthful of oil, and at the same time reported to Lao Tang and Huang Eniang about the internship work for more than two months.

Lao Tang and Huang Eniang listened carefully and gave some advice and encouragement, and this family reception banquet was basically coming to an end.

"Tomorrow during the Dragon Boat Festival, your two aunts will go back to their hometown to see grandma, you will get up early tomorrow, and after breakfast, our family will rush back for lunch, and we will also take this opportunity to go to your grandfather's grave. ”

After eating, Lao Tang helped Huang Eniang put the bowl into the kitchen, and then looked at Tang Zheng, who was full and nested on the sofa while watching TV and playing with his mobile phone, reminded.

"Oh. ”

Tang Zheng chatted with WeChat with his thumb flying, and answered without raising his head.

Every year during the Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, Spring Festival and grandma's birthday, the family has to go back to their rural hometown for dinner.

This tradition has never been broken since Tang Zheng can remember.

Old Tang didn't say much, said hello to Zhao Xiuli, who was washing dishes in the kitchen, and picked up the cigarette and lighter on the coffee table and went downstairs for a walk to watch others play chess.

The two thumbs are like a twitch, those who know know that you are chatting on WeChat, and those who don't know think that you are using your mobile phone to catch up with the paper. ”

"Who's Lulu?

Tang Zhengtai, who was as fierce as a tiger in his mobile phone, was so involved that he didn't notice that Huang Eniang had finished washing the dishes.

"Huang Eniang, don't take you like this, peek at my privacy!"

"Also, what is a new girlfriend?!I've never been in a relationship, okay, Lulu is just an ordinary colleague. ”

Tang Zheng was startled, and quickly put the phone in his pocket quietly.

It's enough to chat with three or less girls at the same time, and you don't need two hands at all!

"Blame me, which event company doesn't have a hundred or dozens of dance and model ladies on WeChat?"

Tang Zheng secretly thought, I'm afraid this is the only benefit of event planning.