Wang Chen, who was full of impatience, glanced at Mi Zhi, who was calm and happy.

Looking at Wang Chengyou again, his mouth is about to grin to the root of his ears.

Alas. Sighing silently, Wang Chen felt that he still had to go to work.

Through the car window, Wang Chengyou gazed affectionately at the city where he had lived for more than ten years. He had never been back again, and he was so excited as this one!

When I was in junior high school, there was a New Year's Day performance, and I don't know who picked up an old script called "Shining Red Star". There is a vicious landowner named Hu Hansan who looted the people's fat and ointment. Despite repeated falls, "the bad guy lives long", and he always regains his status again and again. Every time he regained his status, he would shout "I, Hu Hansan, are back again!" ”

At this moment, although Wang Chengyou is not a bad person, he also wants to yell "I, Hu Hansan, am back again!" ”

Through the busy city, as if seeing a certain family in the depths of the city, Mo Yan was in a daze. Of course, in this city, there are still two or three people waiting for him to "clean up". For example, the treacherous stars and King Kong, and the haunting rival writer.

The car drove into Zhenyuan - Wang Chengyou naturally would not die, and asked to stop halfway, or send him to see Xiao Yanyan - Zhang's mother was already so excited that she waited aside, pulled a basket, had drinks and food, and the housekeeper held an umbrella. Serving tea, pouring water, and handing towels, the Wang family, which had been deserted for three weeks, was lively again.

Wang Chengyou had a smile on his face from beginning to end. Although the gaze is very floating.

Wang Chen knew what the smile was for, and after settling his wife and some important items brought back from the United States, he simply went to work, out of sight and out of mind.

Back in his own home, Mi Zhina is refreshed! All the people are respectful of her, and she said softly, "Yes, madam" below. I didn't think it was cool before, but after three weeks, I experienced it again, and I wanted to laugh at the sky.

After the meal, after sending her diligent husband out, Michel instructed someone to prepare for the bath. She soaked in the huge bathtub with the light pouring in, and all the peripheral nerves were gently swaying in comfort.

After bathing, Michelie slept a satisfying jet lag. When Chaos woke up, it was almost dusk, and the surroundings were quiet. Slowly out of the bedroom, the living room is also quiet and almost peaceful.

She was slowly looking at her long-lost home, and in the courtyard, a car slowly drove in, and it was Mr. Wang Chen who came back.

Mi Zhi's eyes suddenly focused, and her voice was a little flustered: "Mother Zhang? What about Chengyou? "That kid doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, and when he comes home, he runs away and doesn't see anyone.

"Madam, Chengyou is sleeping in the room. I'm going to call him? ”

"Okay, okay." Mi Zhi put his mind at ease, a charming smile on his face again, and greeted him.

Zhang's mother trotted to the second floor, came to the door of Chengyou's room, knocked lightly, and soon, there was a vague sound of answering the door from inside.

"Chengyou, Mr. is back, Madame called you downstairs."

After another moment, the door opened, revealing Wang Chengyou's smiling face.

"Do you want to wash your face? Your hair is messy, comb it. "Mama Zhang's eyes can't wait to grow on Chengyou's body. She never gets tired of looking at this kid anywhere.

Wang Chengyou smiled slightly, shook his head, stepped away with his long legs, took two steps and slowed down, waiting for Zhang's mother behind him, and the two of them went downstairs together.

Wang Chen raised his eyes and saw his son walking down the stairs, he was stunned, thinking that he couldn't hold back and ran out.

Wang Chengyou wanted to run out as soon as possible. However, he has a more important matter to "negotiate" with his father. He had enough of the days without a phone. Three or two steps came to Dad's side, squeezed his shoulders diligently, occasionally clenched into fists, and raindrops generally fell on Dad's shoulders.

"Nothing to do." Wang Chen said. I wanted to be annoyed, but I couldn't hold it back, so I laughed. I knew that the kid was holding back the bad water, but his heart was still warm.

Wang Chengyou didn't say anything, just kneading, kneading, and hanging. It's been 10 minutes and I haven't stopped. Michel couldn't help but glance at it.

Seeing that Mi Zhi couldn't sit still, Wang Chen snorted again: "Okay, you can rest." ”

"Dad, I'll make you tea."

Wang Chengyou walked around from behind the sofa and brewed kung fu tea. He's not good at this, but he's seen a lot and still knows the process. When Zhang's mother heard that she wanted to make kung fu tea, she hurriedly came over to help, but was stopped by Wang Chengyou.

The water was boiled jerky and the switch was pressed twice before it boiled. I dug up a spoonful of Da Hong Pao and sprinkled about seventy or eighty grains. When I was flushing hot water, I accidentally touched the metal part of the kettle, and my hand shrank significantly, as if it had been burned...... Zhang's mother on the side was shocked. Michel was also a little restless.

Wang Chengyou is very persistent and meticulous.

The first brew was poured out, and he made a cup of mellow black tea for his father. Respectfully brought it to Dad.

Wang Chen took it silently and sipped it little by little.

He was thinking about one thing. Is it important to implement and implement one's own wishes, or is it important to compromise and retreat to seek harmony?

A small cup of tea fell into his stomach, but Wang Chen still didn't figure it out.

The almost transparent bone china tea clock was gently placed on the coffee table, looking at his son's clear and expectant eyes, Wang Chen was surprised to find one thing: deep down, he was so stubborn and unwilling to say "no" to him.

Since sooner or later you have to sell other favors, it is better to sell them thoroughly.

"Are you trying to tell me about your phone?"

Wang Chengyou nodded like a well-behaved puppy.

"Okay. I'll ask Xiaozhang to help you reboot tomorrow. ”

Wang Chengyou showed a big smile, and his eyes were full of gratitude.

"Ugly words ahead. In the future, I will not stop your phone again, and I will not confiscate your phone again. ”

"Dad! I don't blame you! Wang Chengyou hurriedly said.

Wang Chen was moved in his heart, and almost wanted to hug his son's shoulder. In fact, not being good at expressing feelings is indeed one of his major shortcomings. What he really said was: "Hmph, do you mind if you blame me?" I haven't finished my words yet, and I will fulfill my 2 promises in this regard; The 2 promises you gave me, first, don't step into ...... If you don't take the initiative to pursue others, please be sure to do the same. ”

Wang Chengyou lowered his head.

This made it impossible for Wang Chen to see his true expression clearly. However, he definitely nodded.

Seeing that the conversation between the father and son ended successfully, Mi Zhi's heart that had been hanging for a long time finally fell safely. She snuggled beside her husband's arm: "As soon as you come back, you will go to the company, and when you go to the company, it will be half a day, and you must be tired." If you start dinner early tonight, you might as well rest early. ”

Zhang's mother hurriedly ordered the housekeeper to make a meal.

She had already sweated in her heart, for fear that Chengyou would annoy her husband in the process and suffer something. The last time Chengyou was sick, she was worried about her heart and wanted to give birth to him.