That night, Li Junrong drove home alone, for the first time in nearly a week or two.

More than half an hour later, Li Chonggen also came back under the escort of the driver, looking at Li Junrong who was waiting at the door of the living room, and snorted angrily.

"Humph!"

Hearing the movement in the living room, Luo Linxiang, who was originally arranging the tableware in the kitchen, also had to come out, "My son finally came back, can't you put on a good face?" ”

"Humph! Does he still know that there is this home? All day long, just knowing how old you are with those fox friends and dog friends, haven't you thought about what to do in the future? ”

Li Chonggen reprimanded while changing his slippers, "Look at that child of the Park family, now he also knows that he has learned a little management experience!" Whose company is this company in the future, it's not his yet! ”

"Alright, alright! Say less! Luo Linxiang is also very considerate of her husband's hard work, but between the two choices of husband and son, Luo Linxiang still prefers her son more.

"Now that the children are back, don't say these disheartening words! Don't you see that my son's current cousin is much better? Luo Linxiang patted her husband, got up and walked to the kitchen, and whispered to Li Junrong, who was standing on the side.

"Your dad is a knife-mouthed tofu heart, don't take his angry words to heart! Since you're back today, Mom will make you something to eat! After speaking, Luo Linxiang walked quickly to the kitchen, after all, there was still a pot of her son's favorite chicken soup stewed on the fire in the kitchen!

Li Junrong walked slowly to the sofa, the father and son sat on one side of the sofa, no one let anyone, Li Junrong looked at the busy figure of his mother Luo Linxiang in the kitchen, and Li Chonggen watched the news program on TV without saying a word.

The living room fell into great silence.

Li Junrong wanted to find a topic to talk about, but it was obvious that Li Chonggen didn't have this idea, although his eyes were looking at TV, he was staring at his son from time to time.

"Alright, it's time to eat!"

Luo Linxiang, who was busy on the side, brought all the dishes to the table with the help of the cook, and began to beckon the father and son who were silent on the sofa to get up, "Don't sit over there, come over and eat!" ”

Li Junrong took the lead in getting up and walked to the dining table, helped Li Chonggen pull out the chair in advance, and sat on the other side of the table after he sat down.

"Humph!"

seemed to be very tired of Li Junrong's 'sycophant' behavior, and Li Chonggen 'hummed' again, causing his wife Luo Linxiang to roll her eyes.

"Eat if you should eat, go back upstairs if you don't want to eat!"

With an intermediary mediator in the war situation, the cold war between Li Junrong and Li Chonggen, father and son, came to an end.

"Junrong, come! How about trying the chicken soup stewed today? With a warm smile in her eyes, Luo Linxiang reached out to help her son fill a bowl of chicken soup and put it in Li Junrong's hand.

"Mom! No, I'll do it myself! Li Junrong hurriedly took the bowl with both hands, and because of the accident, some chicken soup spilled out, and small red dots immediately appeared on his hands.

"Mother Zhao! Go get that medical kit at home! Luo Linxiang was a little flustered when she saw this qiē in front of her, and instructed Zhao's mother at home to bring a medical spray over.

Li Chonggen looked at his son with an uncompetitive face, "I don't know how to be careful when I eat!" ”

"Yikes! Don't talk about it, either help get the medical kit, or drink soup to plug your mouth! The domineering Luo Linxiang glanced at her husband coldly and didn't say anything else.

Li Junrong covered the little red dot on his hand with his hand, and comforted his mother with a relaxed smile on his face, "Mom, it's really okay!" I'm not made of glass, I'm not that fragile yet! I'm going to get cold water and rinse it up! ”

"How's that going to work!"

Although Luo Linxiang insisted again and again, Li Junrong got up and walked to the kitchen, turned on the faucet and rinsed it, which was not a big deal in the first place, but Luo Linxiang, who loved his son, treated it as a big deal.

When Li Junrong returned to the dinner table, Li Chonggen's face became slightly softened.

"What have you been up to lately?"

Lee Jun-young, who was eating with relish, was stunned for a moment by Lee Chong-geun's sudden question, and only after a few seconds did he react, "Oh, recently, Dong-chan and I are preparing for the school celebration performance!" ”

"Have you been to school these days?"

"I went to see Dongchan a few days ago, but I didn't go after that!"

"How's that apartment going on with the renovation?"

"It was renovated a few days ago, and the money went to the company's engineering department!"

Li Junrong and Li Chonggen, father and son, asked and answered like this, and they did not shout again at the dinner table.

Luo Linxiang looked at her husband on the right, and her son on the left smiled happily, the corners of her mouth were upturned more than forty degrees, and her eyes were full of smiles

The discussion at the dinner table knew that the two of them were still not over after eating, from national politics to market changes, from the real estate field to the entertainment industry, the mixture of 'system' in his mind brought Li Junrong a wealth of knowledge. Even Li Chonggen himself never knew that his son had so many strange ideas.

"How did you come up with that real estate sales measure?"

"Oh, I only found out after reading a book called "Fang Shu"!"

"Is there a book?" Li Chonggen didn't quite believe his ears, where did he find such a book!

"In the future, you mean you want to develop in the entertainment industry?" Li Chonggen, who originally had a relaxed face, immediately became gloomy, "It's up to you young people to play music and create, but don't think about performing on TV!" ”

"I didn't mean that!"

The originally harmonious and calm living room broke the tranquility because of Li Chonggen's voice.

"What's the matter? Can't you father and son sit down together and have a good discussion? Luo Linxiang looked at the wide-eyed father and son on the sofa with a little headache, "No matter what you are!" ”

Seeing his mother leave, Li Junrong continued: "Don't you realize that the entertainment industry will also be an industry with small input and high output in the future? ”

Li Chonggen waved his hand, looking unconcerned, "I have never been in the field I am familiar with, and there are people in the entertainment industry!" ”

"But," Li Junrong explained something to him, but Li Chonggen shook his head.

"Let's talk about this later! You're tired today, so get some rest! ”

The first conversation between father and son ended unhappily

Li Junrong threw himself on the soft bed a little tired, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar environment in front of him. These days, with the fusion of memories, Li Junrong is a little puzzled, whether he is China's Li Junrong or 07 South Korea's Li Junrong.

Zhuang Sheng dreams of butterflies, who knows which life is Zhuang Sheng!

(PS: The fourth chapter is sent, and before going to bed, it is given to the busy person who celebrates his birthday today!) Because the early stage delayed a lot of time in the new book period, so tomorrow will start two changes a day, the time is roughly set at 11 o'clock in the morning and 6 o'clock in the afternoon, if there is an additional update, it will be updated at 9 o'clock in the evening! I hope you can vote more for recommendation, if there is an evaluation and play