readx; "Your Majesty, do you remember the summer rain lotus on the shore of Daming Lake?" The TV is playing "Huanzhu Gege" n times, and Mrs. Zhao still can't get tired of watching it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoBut tonight, when I look at it, I feel like there's something wrong. Looking back, Zhao Yong was still holding a mobile phone on the sofa and texting non-stop.

"Son, it's past nine o'clock, didn't you go out to play at this time in the past? Why don't you go today? Quarreled with a little girl? Mrs. Zhao asked suspiciously.

Zhao Yong clicked send before he raised his head and replied to Mrs. Zhao with a smile: "Oh, Mom, don't worry about it, do you think I look like I've quarreled with others?" I don't go out at night during this time. ”

"Oh, why don't you go out, haven't you always been playing with that girl at night?"

"No, it's just not going out, Mom, don't worry about it."

"Stinky boy, I don't care who cares about you!" Mrs. Zhao was already very dissatisfied with Zhao Yong hiding from her and not saying who the girl was, but now Zhao Yong's perfunctory attitude is even more unpleasant.

"Oh, Mom, tomorrow Xin'er's family will start renovating the house, I'll help her." Zhao Yong saw the signs that Mrs. Zhao was going to get angry, and immediately found a topic to diverge.

"Yo, let's renovate the house with peace of mind, then she earns a lot from writing novels, why did I give birth to such a worrying son as you, and didn't give birth to a well-behaved and obedient daughter!" Mrs. Zhao sighed.

"Oh, Xin'er isn't your goddaughter, and it's almost inseparable from your daughter!"

"Hey, I don't know who my well-behaved goddaughter will be cheaper in the future. Then I'll go with you tomorrow to help, I can help with the cooking or something. Anyway, school is also on vacation, and your dad can cook and eat at home by himself. Mrs. Zhao said warmly.

Isn't it cheaper for me, Zhao Yong thought secretly in his heart: "Ming'er doesn't need it yet, just had a holiday, everything is still in the plan, go to her uncle's house tomorrow, let the eldest uncle come forward to buy materials and find someone or something, there should be a few days before the official start of construction." ”

"Okay, then you can drive your father's car tomorrow and send her to her uncle, and by the way, you can send them where they are going to buy materials, which is more convenient."

"Got it." Zhao Yong nodded, still sending messages in his hands.

"Did your girlfriend go on a trip during the summer vacation?" Compared with the matter of Anxin's family repairing the house, Mrs. Zhao still cares more about her son's marriage.

"Oh, Mom, don't ask, you'll know when the time comes." Zhao Yong didn't want to deceive Mrs. Zhao, and he couldn't say it directly, so he had to repeat this sentence repeatedly.

"When the time comes, when the time comes, this will be more than half a year, when will you bring it back to me!" Mrs. Zhao sat down next to Zhao Yong and wanted to read Zhao Yong's text messages.

Zhao Yong hurriedly avoided it, and comforted the angry mother with a smile: "Isn't it time yet, after a while." ”

"Who are you texting with, girlfriend, talking so hard." Mrs. Zhao still looked at her mobile phone without giving up.

"Well, but Mom, this is me, you can't peek at my phone." Zhao Yong solemnly told Mrs. Zhao.

"Okay, okay, you stinky boy, the bigger you get, the more disobedient you become!" Mrs. Zhao sighed helplessly.

"Then I'll go back to my room." Zhao Yong felt that it was very unsafe to text with his sister in the living room, his mother was on the side, and it would be miserable if he was discovered.

", see if you're angry." Mrs. Zhao waved.

"Hee-hee, obey!" Zhao Yong saluted in a funny way, ran away to his room, and locked the door.

Mrs. Zhao watched the TV series on the sofa alone for a while, and the more she watched it, the more bored she felt, so she got up and went back to the room.

Teacher Zhao was sitting and reading under the lamp in the bedroom, and Mrs. Zhao pulled a bench and sat next to Teacher Zhao: "Old Zhao, why do you say that Xiaoyong still refuses to bring his girlfriend back to show us." There won't be anything bad about it! ”

Teacher Zhao raised his head, took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes, and put his glasses back on before saying slowly: "Seeing that you are worrying about it again, Xiao Yong doesn't say it, if you don't bring it back, there is always a reason for him." When your son is older, you don't care too much. ”

"No matter how old he is, he is also my son, I am such a son, can I not care? Besides, how important it is to marry a daughter-in-law, of course we will see. ”

"Look at you, you're anxious again, I didn't say I wouldn't let you take care of it, I just said don't care about it so much, and if I don't bring it back now, it's definitely because the time is not ripe for various reasons. If you are in a hurry, beware of forcing the little couple to break up, isn't this a great beating? ”

"Okay, okay, don't worry, when the time comes, I'll see what kind of bewitching thing our son will bring back, you can admit it!"

"No, our son won't look like that, don't worry!" Teacher Zhao patted his wife's hand for comfort.

Talking to Mr. Zhao, Mrs. Zhao's dissatisfaction was also vented a lot, and her anxiety about being afraid of her daughter-in-law's bad was also let go a lot. Women, it's all like this, just talk and vent.

"Lao Zhao, in a few days, you can cook and eat by yourself, I heard that Anxin's family is going to renovate the house, Xiao Yong will help her family, and I will also help cook for her."

"Then I'll go and help too, it's strange to be alone at home."

"What can you help when you go, you old bones, and you've been doing the work of a teacher, can you be expected to build walls or push buildings?"

Teacher Zhao thought about it and felt that he really couldn't do any hard work for himself: "Hey, okay, I really don't want to cook by myself." Bowl, come back and help me brush it~ I don't want to brush the bowl. ”

"Okay, where to put it at night, I'll come back at night to brush it for you, such an adult, like a child." Mrs. Zhao looked at Mr. Zhao and sighed, no matter how mature a man is, he always uses it like a child, but he doesn't show it in front of others.

"Hee-hee, you don't like it." Teacher Zhao looked at his wife with a smile.

Mrs. Zhao smacked him, "Get up, who likes it, don't put gold on your face." ”

"You like it, you just like it......" Teacher Zhao said in a rear.

Mrs. Zhao couldn't help him: "Okay, I've almost read the book, I'll rub your head, wash and sleep, I can't sleep at night after reading it for a long time." ”

Mr. Zhao has a slight nervous breakdown, and he will lose sleep after reading books for a long time at night, so Mrs. Zhao has become accustomed to chatting with Mr. Zhao before going to bed, helping him rub his head before going to sleep.

The evening breeze brought coolness, and under the yellowish light, the wife, who was nearly half a hundred years old, stood behind her husband, who was also slightly old, and gently helped him massage his temples. It's not a scene of a golden boy and a girl, but it surrounds a timeless taste.

Singing came from nowhere

The most romantic thing I can think of is growing old with you.