Chapter III: Public Executions
Back in his seat, Boyu searched the Internet for recent news, and there was nothing unusual, the fire in Tuao, the price of pork rising... Everything is as it is remembered.
He took a deep breath, typed four words into the search bar: love apartment, and hit enter hard.
The company's internet speed was fast, and almost instantly, the search results popped up.
There is no shadow of the first to fifth seasons of the Love Apartment TV series in Boyu's memory on the result page, instead of a rental message:
Love apartment, located in the city center, convenient transportation, couples stay, rent halved, water and electricity are free, I hope that there are lovers in the world who will eventually become married!
Seeing this, Bo Yu's head buzzed, he actually entered the world of love apartment, no one would spend such a big price to make such a clumsy joke with himself.
He pondered for a moment, resisted his agitation, and began to search for a few other keywords.
Not surprisingly, there is no shadow of Chen He and Lou Yixiao and other love apartment stars in this world, replaced by radio host Zeng Xiaoxian and university lecturer Hu Yifei.
Other than that, though, the world is no different than it was before.
Boyu can't even be sure when he entered the world of love apartments, or when this world became the world of love apartments.
Bo Yu's first thought was nothing else, it was: "Grandma's, Lao Tzu must see with his own eyes what the cockroach mouse looks like!" ”
Bo Yu has a deep grudge against the cockroach rat who has never shown his face.
But let's verify it again.
"Hey, Mom, I'll go home for dinner tonight."
Boyu dialed his mother's phone.
"Hey, son." The female voice on the other end of the phone was obviously very surprised, "Okay, I'll ask Aunt Wang to buy some food, I'll cook for you personally in the evening, and let your dad come back early, don't move, 30,000 mush, mix it up, take the money and take the money..."
Bo Yu listened to the sound of mahjong on the other end of the phone, and quietly wiped his sweat: "Mom, don't bother you, just let Aunt Wang cook, how dare you trouble you, won't this delay you playing mahjong." ”
"I'm your mother, what's the trouble, it's rare for you to go home for a meal, how can I not cook it myself, let's stay at home after eating today, don't go back to your kennel."
"I have to go to work tomorrow... Home is so far away..."
My mother interrupted him impatiently: "The company is opened by our family, it's okay to go later, if your boss has an opinion, you let him come to me, you don't know, you are not at home, the house is deserted, even with my heart is empty, not to mention how sad it is every day... Self-draw, three colors and three steps high! ”
"Then mom, you play first, I'll get home at six o'clock..."Bo Yu listened to the complaints of his mother's card friends on the other side of the phone, and quickly hung up the phone, thinking that he would taste the dishes made by his mother when he went home in a while, his lips twitched twice.
In all fairness, the dishes made by my mother are not "special" and unpalatable, but the terrible thing is that my mother is unaware of this, but in the flattery of their father and son for many years, she has formed an illusion that her cooking is very delicious...
It's hard to look back on...
When Boyu got home, it was nearly half past six.
"The little master is back!" Aunt Wang, the nanny, saw Bo Yu coming back and hurriedly handed over her slippers.
"Aunt Wang, don't joke with me, it's like the old society, you might as well call me Xiaoyu."
Aunt Wang smiled and did not speak.
Dad was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, and when he saw Boyu coming back, he raised his eyelids: "You're back?" ”
"Well, it's back, where's my mom?" Bo Yu hung his coat aside and asked casually.
"In the kitchen, I shouldn't have heard you come back, otherwise I might have run out." Dad looked down and continued to read the newspaper, as if he didn't want to say anything more to him.
"Okay, I'll go to the kitchen to find Mom, and... Dad..."Boyu hesitated a little at this point.
Bofu raised his head impatiently: "If you have something to say, what does a big man look like?" ”
"Oh, Dad, you got the newspaper backwards."
"This stinky boy!" Bo Father looked at the figure of Bo Yu running into the kitchen, scolded with a smile, threw the newspaper in his hand aside, stood up and walked to the window with his hands behind his back to look at the scenery.
"My son is back!" Bo's mother in the kitchen was overjoyed when she saw Bo Yu coming back, wiped her hand on her apron, and picked up a piece of food (let's call it food) and sent it to Bo Yu's mouth.
Bo Yu looked at the unknown object emitting a strange purple light on the chopsticks, and met his mother's expectant gaze, hesitated for half a second, his heart was horizontal, and he held the attitude of seeing death as home, his eyes were closed, and he ate it into his mouth in one bite, and he didn't even dare to chew more, and swallowed it directly.
"Delicious! Mom, I remembered that my dad told me to have something, so I went out first. Bo Yu was afraid that his mother would let him try the food, so he quickly found an excuse to escape.
Bo Mu looked at Bo Yu's figure running away, smiled and said to herself: "This kid still likes to eat the dishes I cook so much..."
……
At the dinner table, Bo Mu served Bo Yu vegetables over and over again, and Bo Yu eliminated them one by one without changing his face, which made Bo Mu smile happily.
Bo's father secretly gave himself a thumbs up to Bo Yu in his heart, his son is really good!
However, looking at Bo Yu's eyes asking for help, Bo's father couldn't turn a blind eye, so he had to work hard to find the topic.
"I heard that you took the TV project next?" Bofu put down his chopsticks and said.
"Well, yes." Boyu also hurriedly put down his chopsticks under the pretext.
"What? Did you pick up another project? Didn't the previous project just finish? Don't have a vacation or anything? When Bo Mu heard this, she was not happy.
"Well, it's a rare opportunity, I want to challenge myself, and it's a rare opportunity for me to be able to host such a big project." Boyu said to his mother.
"Why do you still need to work so hard in our family's conditions, listen to my mother, push this project, let's relax for a while, go out to travel, Europe? Southeast Asia? If you just want to go to Antarctica, I'm ready for it! Mom persuaded.
"A loving mother loses many children, and it is not good for her son to be motivated? Do you have to be happy if he's as out of tune as he used to be? Bofu scolded.
Bo's mother slapped the table: "I just feel sorry for my son, what's wrong with being like before?" Look at what it looks like to be tired for your son now, look at the dark circles under your eyes, look at your hairline, and my son hasn't had a girlfriend in the past two years, I still remember that when he was in school, he often took advantage of our absence to secretly bring his female classmates back to review his homework..."
"Ahem, cough, cough..."Boyu couldn't stand this kind of public execution, and quickly interrupted his mother's words by coughing loudly.
"Mom, I'm nothing, I'm not tired at all, and if the TV station project can be successfully completed, it will also be a great improvement to my qualifications, so it will be a legitimate thing for me to enter the decision-making level in two years." Boyu hurriedly brought the topic back on track.
"Yes, the tired point is a matter of the past two years, and when I enter the decision-making level, I don't have a chance to work overtime, and what I have to do every day is to eat, drink and have fun with customers..."
Bo Mu glared: "That's why you don't go home to eat every day?" ”
Father Bo immediately didn't dare to squeak.
"Okay, you're also old and have your own ideas and plans, and I won't stop you, but you have to promise me that you must combine work and rest, and you must not exhaust your body, you know?" Bo Mu turned her head and taught Bo Yu earnestly.
Boyu naturally asked her to put 10,000 hearts, and Bo's mother put her mind at ease and continued to give Boyu vegetables distressed...
Boyu: "......"