"Come on, come on, give it to me, I'll drag it."

The evening sun slowly faded.

As soon as Su Antang and the others left the station, the cool breeze in the evening blew in their faces.

When the driver of the Su family heard that they were going home today, he waited outside the station early.

Seeing that the time was almost up, the driver pinched the time and slowly drove the car into the station gate.

So it just happened that as soon as Su Antang and the others got out of the station, there was a car to sit on.

"Tang Tang Tang Tang, come on, Mrs. heard that you are coming back and brought you the familiar mung bean soup, take it with a bottle per person, hey, a few of you children have lost weight when they come back from a circle, and today Auntie specially made a few of your favorite dishes."

As soon as the driver saw their body bones, he began to chatter, from the time they were still swaddling, this driver's uncle worked in the Su family, treating these children as his own children, Su Antang and Su Anjin The two of them have bumped and bumped since childhood, and he is more distressed than his parents.

Others are used to Su Antang's chatter, and Su Antang is also used to the chatter of this driver's uncle.

I've been used to it since I was a child, and every time I ride in the car, I don't hear his chatter, but I still feel, hey, is there something missing today?

When Su Antang was about five years old, when he was in kindergarten, the children were not very reasonable, that time, his father personally drove to pick up Su Antang, but when the little girl saw that it was her father, her little head was left and right, and she didn't see her familiar driver uncle, and she cried with a little mouth.

Su's mother deliberately put down the design drawings in her hand and hurriedly coaxed her daughter, and it took nearly half an hour in front of the kindergarten before Su Antang was willing to step into her father's car.

Father Su: Su Antang, I don't want to see you so much? You're my own daughter, what's the matter, don't you like me anymore?

Su Antang: Good guy, where did this come from, it's too sour, I smelled lemon from a long distance.

Lin Tingjin: Good guy, your father is that virtue, he has been sour since he was a child, and he doesn't know who is used to him.

Su Anjin: Axi, save the children, what kind of person is this, crying and eating flying vinegar, nagging and spending money, I am a normal one in the household registration book.

Su Antang: ......

Lin Tingjin: Good guy, you also taught your mother a lesson, right? Itchy skin? Three days without a house tile? What's wrong with love spending? What's wrong with love nagging? What's wrong with crying? What happened to love sour?

Father Su: Hmph, stinky boy, I'm sure it's hard for you to find a jealous little girl for you in the future, and you still spend money? Hahaha, tired and tired to earn that hard-earned money, but no one wants to spend it for you, do you joke or not? Nag? You cherish it, young man, anyway, you will basically be isolated from your home when you become an adult, you need to move out to live, you have to come by yourself for any mess, now I still think your mother is nagging, I don't know if I can find someone to nag for you in the future, I am disgusted now, this son is really difficult to marry in the future, alas.

Su Antang continued: Good boy, who gave your confidence to say such a thing? Are you a normal person in the household register? Are you taking our household registration book? Check out whether you have made a mistake first, and then tell us that there is still one day and one day, don't be annoying.

Bai Shuli: The boring 1000 words a day is over, good guy, it's too watery......