Chapter 671 has never seen such brazenness
After Qian Mo finished speaking, he saw that the master who had just been calm was choked, took out his mobile phone and swiped it slightly, Qian Mo dared to swear by his professionalism.
At that moment just now, she saw that the corners of the master's mouth twitched!
"Inside, it's okay."
Chen Meng tried to calm things down.
"I think it's too late for you to drive back now." Little Black Friendly Tips.
Chen Meng laughed dryly, "What should I do when I go back?" It's not a big deal. ”
Xiao Hei's face is full of hehe.
Pretend, continue to pretend.
Qian Mo doesn't understand, isn't it a close-up of the big fat face of Sanmeng at home? What kind of dumb riddle are these two playing?
Five minutes later, Chen Meng finally got from his heart.
"It occurred to me that there was something going on at home."
Qianmo: Huh.
Black: Same as above.
"Huh? In-laws, aren't you staying for dinner? Mu Mianmian didn't know what was going on.
Chen Meng waved her hand, if she didn't eat, she wouldn't eat, and if she didn't leave, her paranoid husband who was scolding the air was about to attack the cat at home.
"I'll send you an email at night at work, that's it, I'll go first."
Qian Mo saw that the master was coming and going in a hurry, and he was confused.
When Chen Meng left, Qian Mo asked Xiao Hei, "Why is Master in a hurry to go back?" ”
Xiao Hei lay in her ear and said this, Qian Mo glared, didn't he?
Xiao Hei nodded heavily, "Yes, our old man, he is indeed shameless." ”
Qian Mo took out his mobile phone and wanted to enlarge the photo just sent by Shigong, but found that Mu has...
Wooden, there, !!
Knowing that the master was going back, they deleted it in seconds, so...
Is there a razor in the corner of the photo?
Are scientists really mad enough to raise their razors in the middle of the night and aim them at the big fat cat in the family?
Did Sanmeng get shaved because the male owner was jealous?
I am afraid that this mystery will never be revealed because Chen Meng went back in time, and Qian Mo regretted it a little.
But the second master's photo of "my daughter-in-law will shave my cat hair if she doesn't come home" has a huge impact.
subverted Qianmo's rigorous and serious perception of scientists,
Qian Mo originally had one more day off, but he was also taken up by the pot that the master temporarily threw over.
It's not a big deal.
There is a highly educated male returnee who abused his daughter-in-law and almost broke the woman's breath, the woman's parents persuaded their daughter to divorce to no avail, so they tried to find Chen Meng at the expense of using heavy money to trust the relationship.
I want Chen Meng to help analyze the psychological motivation of male returnees.
This matter is a trivial matter for Chen Meng, and it is not her turn to take care of it, but in this kind of human society in China, there are always human favors that cannot be pushed away, so it is good to let Qianmo go.
Qian Mo finished reading the information given by the master and complained.
"Is my master's research institute going out of business?"
It's all a miracle job!
Either persuade the old man not to be superstitious.
Either to analyze domestic violence – or to analyze domestic violence?
"These things with poor self-regulation ability don't beat them up and throw them in the trash, and waste this resource analysis?" Qian Mo really didn't bother to care about this.
Regardless of this kind of thing, it is better to study whether the crayfish is spicy and delicious or spiced and delicious.
Xiao Hei was busy working on his computer, and he hummed his daughter-in-law's complaints, indicating that he was listening carefully.
The more Qian Mo thought about it, the more he felt that it was not worth wasting his time, and went over to sit on his lap and put his arms around his neck in protest. "I'm going to call the master, I'm going to take leave tomorrow, I have a headache."
If this continues, she, a quasi-criminal psychologist, will become an aunt in the neighborhood committee.
Specially regulate family conflicts.
Blackie looked at her watch and pressed her phone.
"It's useless for you to fight at this time."
has been a son of a family for more than 20 years, can you see this bit of vision!
Qianmo is still young, it's only ten o'clock, shouldn't the master apply a mask beautifully?
"Wait a minute, you don't mean that..."Qian Mo suddenly understood.
It won't be what she thinks... Right?
Xiao Hei shrugged, "Just get used to it." ”
The three of them grew up under the forced dog food of their parents.
"In the future, when we get married, we will go back and stay for two days every week." Qian Mo decided to fight poison with poison.
Xiao Hei felt that she said it very well, especially the word marriage, which was too beautiful and beautiful, and it was easy to cause extreme comfort.
But...
Thinking of his father's paranoid face, Xiao Hei shook his head again.
"I doubt our old man will tie us up to the rocket and launch us, so forget it."
This kind of madness is indeed what his father would do.
In the face of a strong desire to survive, Qian Mo was intimidated.
And secretly lit a wax for the master in his heart, hey, poor master's little waist... Yikes~
...
The next day, Qian Mo got up and heard a different sound downstairs, leaning on the window to see that the man who had been fooling around with her for half the night last night was boxing, and that set of boxing techniques was whirring and windy, and after punching, he began to kick the sandbag again, kicking loudly.
Chen Baichuan stood on the side with a fritter in his mouth, staring at the dog's stunned expression.
The corners of Qian Mo's mouth twitched, and he hurriedly went downstairs.
Seeing her come down, Xiao Hei retracted his fist and said softly to her.
"What are you doing here?" Qian Mo looked at his numb father in embarrassment, feeling that his father was stimulated.
"Preventing domestic violence is everyone's responsibility." Little Black is a pun.
He was worried that he would obediently go to see the domestic violence man suffer, so he moved his muscles and bones in advance, and after a while, he would be beaten if he didn't agree.
Chen Baichuan's fritters were frightened to the ground, turned around and walked stiffly into the house, and Qian Mo supported his forehead.
"Dad, don't listen to his nonsense!"
Chen Baichuan walked faster...
Qian Mo scolded Xiao Hei, "You did it on purpose, right?" ”
Xiao Hei pouted with a gentle and homogeneous expression, honest man, I don't understand.
Chen Baichuan entered the house and went straight to the bedroom, closed the door and lowered his voice to Mu Mianmian, who was confused.
"Wife, I suspect... The girl is less than that. ”
"What?" Mu Mianmian was changing her son's diaper, and she was confused when she heard his brainless words.
"Don't you think it's strange? The in-laws are fine, why did they suddenly come over? And brought so many gifts? And then you look less than today, looking like you have no place to be angry, boxing in the courtyard..."
Chen Baichuan made up a bloody drama in his brain, the plot is that his daughter beat less, less than empty has a lot of ability, but he loves his daughter too much, he can't do it, he can't help it, he can only cry and ask for help from his in-laws, and then he punched again today, tsk...
"I think you're too idle, go, get a basin of water for your son to wash." Mu Mianmian didn't believe this.
Chen Baichuan obeyed the order to fetch water, passed by the entrance hall and looked out, Xiao Hei was holding the wooden board, Qian Mo kicked it sideways, and the wooden board was broken.
Chen Baichuan was excited, and all the basins of water in his hand were sprinkled, Qian Mo retracted his legs, and said to Xiao Hei.
"You see, my dad probably got Parkinson's ahead of time, and his hands were trembling."
Xiao Hei, who is best at being a father-in-law licking a dog, stepped forward quickly, took the mop and cleaned up the ground, Chen Baichuan was relieved and heartbroken.
The heart said that he was a good child, how could he let this little witch of his own family take it to death.
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