For her son who has not been seen for a long time deliberately came home from Seoul for the New Year, her mother Cui Xiuli naturally felt extremely happy, and from the moment Zheng Yucheng entered the house, she was busy walking non-stop, and the smile on her face did not fall for a moment, which made her father Zheng Guozhong quite surprised.

"I said, why didn't I see you so attentive when I was here, and you still make so much food......" From the outside, Zheng Guozhong looks like a representative of the peasantry, with bronzed and dark skin, and the deep knife wrinkles between his eyebrows. Meimei took a puff of cigarette, looking at the full dishes on the living room table, Zheng Guozhong said to his wife with a look of surprise, usually when he was at home, he was fooled with two or three dishes.

"How can you compare with Yu Cheng, my son only comes back once, of course, you have to have a good meal." Cui Xiuli didn't even look at her wife's pickiness, and went back and forth between the kitchen and the living room to take advantage of the time between the food and replied, "I still hate cooking for you every day......"

"I'll just talk about it......" Sure enough, he still didn't dare to offend Cui Xiuli, Nuo Nuo replied that Zheng Guozhong began to pay attention to the cigarette in his hand again, smoking one by one, the heavy smoke drifted and dissipated in the air, and the entire living room fell into silence.

Zheng Yucheng was somewhat uneasy about his father, he sat in the living room and opened his mouth to say something, but the words came to his mouth and swallowed back, the variety show on the TV was full of effect, and the laughter kept coming out, but the atmosphere in the living room was still condensed.

"Why, what are you doing if you don't speak," Cui Xiuli, a mother who adjusted the atmosphere at home, came out of the kitchen, she obviously noticed the silent atmosphere between the father and son in the living room, and immediately put down her face and said to Zheng Guozhong, "People Yucheng finally came back for a trip, what kind of face do you have!" ”

"I wanted to say it, and you came out." muttered in a hard whisper, Zheng Guozhong casually extinguished the cigarette that had been smoked in his hand, and asked his son opposite as if casually, "How is it, will you continue to live after you run to Seoul?" ”

"It's okay, it's working hard...... "Parents always hope that they will be less worried, so for his father Zheng Guozhong's inquiry, Zheng Yucheng also has the idea of reporting good news and not bad news, and returns to the past with vague words, although it is not very good, but it does have to work harder.

"Really?" After listening to the answer, there was a short silence, Zheng Guozhong touched the cigarette on his body and wanted to take another puff, but finally gave up this plan and smashed his mouth a little unaccustomed, and broke the silence again, "Why can't I see you on TV recently, what are you doing?" "Originally, there would be footage of Jung Woo-sung's funny concert every week, but somehow it disappeared.

"Oh, I didn't participate in it for some reason," his father was a little surprised that he was paying attention to the show he was on, and Zheng Yucheng explained, "I'm filming other shows." ”

"Oh, yes." Nodding, Zheng Guozhong stretched the wrinkles on his face, and said seemingly casually, "What's the matter with the voice, how did it become like this?" As parents, the two naturally discovered the difference in their son when Zheng Yucheng came back, especially the change in his voice.

"Because there was an accident, it became like this." didn't want his parents to pay too much attention to his voice, Zheng Yucheng covered up, "It's not a big deal, anyway, I don't rely on my voice to eat, and I don't have the same hoarseness, which has no impact on the show." ”

Hearing Zheng Yucheng's answer, Zheng Guozhong didn't ask any more, but suddenly changed his tone and talked about other things, "Yes, then shoot me well, don't embarrass our old Zheng family......"

"Yes, I see!" Although his father Zheng Guozhong said casually, but the words seemed very unusual in Zheng Yucheng's ears, he had always disagreed with his father as a gagman, but now he let himself do it well, although he did not explain it, but obviously acquiesced in his identity, in the face of this situation, Zheng Yucheng suddenly replied excitedly, "I will do it well." ”

"Hmm." In the end, I couldn't stand the addiction to smoking, so I took out a cigarette and lit it in my mouth and smoked it comfortably, and my expression was comfortable, as if the wrinkles like a knife were also stretched, as a decades-old smoking gun, I really can't do without the cigarette in my hand.

"I'm smoking again!" However, obviously smoking is not a comfortable thing for his mother Cui Xiuli, and when he came out of the kitchen, he saw Zheng Guozhong who was swallowing clouds and spitting smoke there again, frowned and scolded, "Didn't the doctor say it, tell you to smoke less and still don't listen......

"It's not like I didn't hear what the doctor said," after decades of getting along, Zheng Guozhong naturally knew that his wife was for his own good, so although he complained, he still extinguished the cigarette in his hand, and muttered in his mouth, "I've been used to it for decades, how can I quit if I say quit." ”

"Then give me a little less smoking, especially during the period when my son comes back, I can't exceed ...... every day" Hearing his wife's rules for himself, Zheng Guozhong suddenly stepped down with a sad face, and suddenly had to restrict his smoking habits, which made Zheng Guozhong, an old smoker who has smoked for decades, quite depressed, why did he suddenly force him to control cigarettes.

"In this way, it's not as happy as I came in the orchard myself, no one cares about me, I can do whatever I want......" Although he complained that Cui Xiuli was too nagging about this and that, Zheng Yucheng knew that his father had long been inseparable from each other after decades of husband and wife, but as the leader of agriculture, he relied on his mother very much in life.

Speaking of Zheng Yucheng's father, Zheng Guozhong, is also a small celebrity in the local area, from the original one-third of an acre to the current orchard farmland, everything in the family is built by him with his rough and strong palms, and he prefers to use his hands to speak rather than his mouth.

"Okay, oh mom (mom) there are enough dishes here, there are too many of us three of us can't finish them......" Looking at Cui Xiuli in front of her, who was still busy, Zheng Yucheng couldn't help but persuade him, the table was already full of various dishes, but his mother was still busy in the kitchen as if she was busy.

"Okay, don't do it anymore, if you don't see it, you're saying enough." Reluctantly put down the ordinary cigarette he had smoked, and Zheng Guozhong also said a word next to him.

"Okay, is there anything else Yucheng wants to eat?" finally stopped, and Cui Xiuli began to ask Zheng Yucheng with some uneasiness.

"It's enough, it's too much."

"Okay, it's been so long...... it's been dinner."

In the end, Zheng Guozhong, who was the head of the family, said that although there was nothing special about the family of three sitting in the living room, it revealed a plain and warm atmosphere, which is the feeling of home, simple but warm.

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