Time passes so quietly, and in a blink of an eye, Lin Tianbao's stationery store is about to close again.

Like yesterday, Lin Tianbao was in charge of cleaning and locking the door.

And just like yesterday, a certain mustache appeared silently, pretending to be a coincidence.

"Lao Lin, it's your son who is here to deliver food today? Xiao Lin is really sensible, unlike that bastard boy in my family, who can earn money in addition to earning money in a day. ”

Last night, Ling Bing was depressed all night, he was obviously looking for fault, and he made up his mind to make the Lin father and son uncomfortable, but it turned out to be self-defeating, causing himself to be uncomfortable all night, not to mention how aggrieved the mood should be.

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge, and it is not too late for a villain to take revenge in one night.

On this day, Ling Bing was thinking about how to get out of his bad breath?

The relationship between him and Lin Bin is well known, and it is not a matter of a day or two for the two to deal with each other, otherwise their two stationery stores would not have opened together, and the name of the store is only one word apart.

Ling Bing is not a reckless person, so naturally he will not rush directly to other people's stores to find fault, but it is feasible for everyone to casually chat a few words outside the store.

Ling Bing's eyes were sharp, and he found the little cub of the Lin family to deliver food early, and at that time, he was thinking in his heart how to step on the Lin father and son?

Didn't the little cub of the Lin family say that he was the boss of the Yanba Company? Well, he pretended to be stupid, first held the little cub of the Lin family high, and let him ride the tiger difficult, and then he was exposing the little cub of the Lin family as a big liar, making the Lin family father and son lose face.

No, Ling Bing bared his fangs, "Xiao Lin is really young and promising, he is already the CEO of a company at a young age, how can he be like that kid in my family, even if the monthly salary is more than 10,000 yuan, he is also a hard worker, and what is even more rare is that Xiao Lin is still very filial, come to deliver food to your father late and night, if that kid in my family can have half of Xiao Lin's ability and sensibility, I will wake up with a smile in my dreams." ”

Is this person here to save the zài sense?

Lin Tianbao noticed the embarrassment on his father's face, and was hesitating to explain, men have a better face, and Dad is no exception, if he explains, it means that he sued the man surnamed Ling and his son has no job, Lin Tianbao understands that his father is unwilling to bow his head in front of the enemy.

Lin Tianbao's eyes rolled, and he suddenly had an idea, and while laughing, he said, "Hahahaha...... Hahahaha...... Uncle Ling, I really can't stand you, why don't you have any humor at all?"

Ling Bing chuckled in his heart, as if he had a sense of foreboding.

Ling Bingpi smiled and said, "How do you say this?"

Lin Tianbao asked rhetorically, "Uncle Ling, do you know what salt tastes like?"

Ling Bing has lived for more than forty years, and he is not an idiot, of course he knows that salt is salty.

At this moment, Ling Bing also understood what the little cub of the Lin family meant, but he wanted to pretend to be confused, and deliberately asked, "Salty, what's wrong?"

Lin Tianbao said with a disdainful face: "Uncle Ling, I found that you not only don't have a little humor, but also have no common sense, please use your brain to think about it, I only graduated from school last year, and you know my family background, even if I am excellent, my parents will not be able to turn me into a state-owned enterprise CEO in just a few months, right?"

Ling Bing was so angry that he shook his beard, he didn't have a sense of humor? He didn't have common sense? He was really angry, shouldn't this little cub be ashamed to pretend to be the boss of the salt company?

According to his thoughts, the little cub of the Lin family will carry out the misunderstanding to the end, after all, people want to face trees and bark, who knows that this little cub does not play cards according to the rules, and he is not ashamed of being idle.

Ling Bing pretended to be suddenly enlightened, and said: "Xiaolin, you young people are really good at playing, just be idle, this is not a shame, you have to say that you are the boss of the salt company, how easy it is to misunderstand!"

"Uncle Ling, please don't treat others with yourself, people with a little humor and common sense know that it's a joke, only people with ulterior motives will be more serious. ”

Lin Tianbao glanced at the eight-character beard and asked, "Uncle Ling, do you have ulterior motives?"

Ling Bingqiang smiled: "Hehe, how is it possible? Uncle Ling is just out of concern!"

Lin Tianbao didn't wait for the nonsense to continue, and hurriedly said, "Then thank you Uncle Ling." Uncle Ling, my mother is still waiting for me and my dad at home, if it's okay, we'll go home. ”

Ling Bing pretended to be kind and said, "It's not early, go back quickly!"

Lin Tianbao waved goodbye: "Bye-bye!"

Ling Bing put on a kind face, smiled and waved his hand: "Goodbye!"

Ling Bing saw the backs of the Lin family and his son walking farther and farther, his face suddenly gloomy, this ending was definitely not what he wanted, to paraphrase a sentence, this is not scientific, he guessed the beginning, not the end.

To tell the truth, Ling Bing wants to step on the Lin father and son, but he can't be too deliberate, he wants to create a kind of inadvertent stepping on people, otherwise it will seem that he Ling Bing is narrow-minded, which is also what everyone likes to say about being a female cousin and setting up a memorial arch.

On the other side, Lin Tianbao asked, "Dad, do you have any grudges with that eight-character beard?"

Originally, Lin Tianbao didn't want to ask, but curiosity killed the cat, and he wanted to know why that mustache always had trouble with his father?

Lin Bin took a deep breath and said slowly, "That's all old things!"

Since it is an old thing, it happened before he was born, what kind of emotional entanglement can there be between two men? It is nothing more than a rival in love or something.

Lin Tianbao asked the guess in his heart: "Dad, that mustache shouldn't be your rival in love when you were young, right?"

Lin Bin stopped, glanced at his son, nodded and said, "Yes." ”

Lin Tianbao suddenly became interested and asked, "Dad, tell me about the history of your majesty when you were young, how did you win my mother's return?"

Lin Bin looked embarrassed and hesitated: "This was all more than twenty years ago, and your father is not majestic at all." ”

Lin Bin thought about it, but still satisfied his son's curiosity, "Son, do you know what the name of that eight-character beard is?"

"I know that his surname is Ling, and the domineering Ling is not from our own family. ”

"His name is Ling Bing!"

"Ling Bin, is that eight-character Hu the same as Dad, Wenwubin?"

"No, his soldiers are soldiers' soldiers, but the pronunciation of our names is so similar that I can't tell who the teacher and classmates are calling unless we carefully distinguish them. Son, you might as well sue you, your father and Ling Bing are classmates, your mother is our younger sister, don't look at your mother to change in middle age, no longer beautiful as a flower when she was young, but at that time, your mother was a flower in our school, and the people who pursued her couldn't count it on ten fingers, your father and I were more shy at the time, and I didn't dare to chase your mother, so we could only secretly have a crush, maybe it was fate, Ling Bing wrote a love letter to your mother, and your mother came to me to return the love letter, and we came together like this. ”

Wouldn't it, such blood?

Lin Tianbao asked, "Does my mother know who wrote the love letter?"

Lin Bin recalled: "I know, I told your mother on the spot that I didn't write the love letter, your mother said she knew, I was stunned at the time, since your mother knew that the love letter was not written by me, then how could she return Ling Bing's love letter to me? ”

I see! Although the love history of my parents is a bit bloody, the ending is good, otherwise there would be no him.

There is a question, Lin Tianbao wants to know, what did his mother like about his father in the first place?

No, Lin Tianbao asked, "Dad, why did my mother choose you in the first place?"

Don't say anything against your heart, the mustache when you were young should be more handsome than your father.

"Don't you look down on your father? Your father has a lot of advantages, honesty, duty, diligence, and wholeheartedly to your mother, which is as smooth as Ling Bing's old boy, giving people a kind of unreliability. ”

Isn't Lin Tianbao inheriting his father's excellent genes? If not, how can he, who is not outstanding in school, be able to hold a beauty?

Lin Tianbao remembered that when he asked his lover what he liked about him, the lover said that he liked him stupidly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile.

Memories are poems, beautiful and beautiful.