Lifting the futon, the old man and the old man hugged each other.

The sun is still shining in the afternoon in China, but the time difference between the two is still stuck in the United States late at night, and they have been on a plane for more than ten hours, and the bumpy and undulating routes have not completely resolved the fatigue.

However, there are ways to deal with fatigue.

The futon squirmed.

Mr. Shan groaned and seemed to be laughing: "It's not good in broad daylight." ”

The silent hand had already moved its position, Mr. Shan's face turned red, and he twisted uncomfortably, and his eyes suddenly showed unconcealed heat: "When the injury on my face is healed, the master will fight you for three hundred rounds, huh?" ”

"Hmm."

"Damn, what a pure baby the master used to be. Come here, help me figure it out - hiss, down there. ”

In the daytime, they made up for sleep, and they were not ashamed to help each other for a long time before going to bed, and the two hugged each other and fell asleep.

***

This time, Mr. Shan and the silent disappearance made a group of parents anxious.

Now that people have returned safely, what else do they have to prepare to break the World Championship, although the parents are unwilling in their hearts, they still echo in front of them.

The children's future is determined by them, and excessive adult interference is only preventing them from progressing, and parents still give a few more words of advice and go home.

Before leaving, Mother Yang pulled Mr. Shan to the corner, and her tone was not very kind: "Xiaoshan, do you remember your cousin?" ”

Mr. Yama was confused.

I thought that my mother pulled herself to the corner to encourage him to separate from silence. For this reason, Mr. Shan secretly prepared a speech of several thousand words to prepare a rebuttal.

As a result, Mother Yang pulled him to the corner and said something irrelevant, cousin?

"Cousin?" Mr. Shan scratched his head, a vague back appeared in his mind, and nodded hesitantly, "I seem to remember, I went home two years ago, and I seem to have heard that she gave birth to a pair of twins." Mom, why are you asking me this? ”

Mother Yang looked at her son, who was ignorant of the world, and swallowed the words again, and changed her words: "She died..."

Mr. Shan was shocked: "Dead? ”

Mother Yang shook her head, her tone was very helpless, as if she was talking about outsiders: "She died in a car accident, her man seems to be a rich man, and he will abandon their mother and son when he has had enough." We're all arguing over there. ”

Mr. Shan rarely goes home, and he rarely hears about his relatives' families, and he doesn't quite understand what his mother is saying for a while.

Mr. Shan used his genius imagination to make up Yang's mother's advice to himself from the words "wealthy", "rich" and "abandoned".

"Mom, what do you mean, let me choose a man with the right eye? Don't be like your cousin, choose a scumbag? Mr. Shan was dumbfounded.

Mother Yang: ...

Mr. Shan pulled out a smile, his expression was very, very helpless, and he shrugged: "Mom, your son doesn't like it if he comes to a man." I like silence, not because he's a man, but because he's silent. Besides, where is silence like a scumbag? ”

"I, I don't mean that..."Yang's mother wanted to speak and stopped, her son has watched too many TV series, where does this plagiarism come from?

Mr. Shan's tone was firm and showed a smile: "Don't worry, my family will never be scum." You don't have to use my cousin as a counter-example. ”

Mother Yang almost wanted to roll her eyes.

Glancing at her naïve son, Mother Yang suppressed the secret in her heart, forget it, let's find a suitable time to tell him.

"I know, Luo Shen is a good boy, but your circle of playing e-sports is too dark." Mother Yang instructed him, "You are not too young, don't stay in that circle for too long." ”