If it was in normal times, Shi Yu would definitely call back immediately, and every cell would be fully filled with the joy of being actively cared for by Su Baiwei.

But now, Shi Yu looked at that line of words, tried to suppress his urge to dial the phone back, and threw the phone aside.

I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional, the laughter of the aunt and nephew downstairs kept getting into Shi Yu's ears, Shi Yu snorted, and picked up the mobile phone again.

"Dad, I was discharged from the hospital and moved back home."

Shi Muqian on the other side of the phone was stunned, a little incredulous: "You moved home, which house did you move to?" ”

"Which home can it be, of course, it's your home with 'my mother'." Shi Yu held the corners of his lips and deliberately accentuated the word "mother".

Shi Muqian, who was on the other side of the phone, was stunned for a moment, and asked in a cold voice: "What do you want to mess around?" ”

"Dad, I'm your son, no matter what happens to our father and son, it won't be an outsider's turn to think nonsense."

These words did hit Shi Muqian's heart, he was stunned for a moment, and immediately said, "Are you at home now?" I'll be right back. ”

hung up the phone, Shi Yu lay on the bed with the corners of his mouth curled, waiting quietly.

Sure enough, in just half an hour, Shi Muqian's cold voice came from downstairs: "Why don't relatives come to the house and don't tell me, this is the nephew you often say?" ”

When Shi Yu heard the movement, he immediately turned over and sat up from the bed, not caring about the injuries on his body, hunched over behind the door and listened carefully to the movements downstairs.

Cheng Qian's voice was a little flustered: "Ah, Mu Qian, why did you come back at this time, you see, this is Lei Lei, Lei Lei, what are you doing in a daze, hurry up and call someone." ”

Cheng Lei's voice sounded: "Uncle." ”

Shi Muqian snorted meaninglessly, and continued to ask: "Ah Yu said that he moved back to live, why didn't you see him?" ”

As soon as she mentioned the encounter, Cheng Qian's voice was obviously displeased: "Don't you know that son of yours, can he be in the same room with me?" I didn't say hello when I came back and went upstairs directly, and I really didn't take my damn eyes at all. ”

Shi Muqian didn't speak again, and soon the sound of the elevator running sounded outside.

Shi Yu hunched over and lay back on the bed, holding his mobile phone and pretending.

Shi Muqian symbolically knocked on the door twice and pushed it open, closed the door without looking at Shi Yu, slowly walked to the opposite side of the bed, pulled a chair and sat down.

Neither father nor son spoke, just looked at each other quietly.

In the end, it was Shi Muqian who took the lead in opening his mouth: "Say, what do you want to do?" ”

"What can I do," Shi Yu snorted, unabashedly about his purpose, "I do hate you for hurting my mother, but I have a grudge against you, and I have no grudge against money, how can I watch that woman transfer all the money that originally belonged to me to her own family." ”

Shi Yu knows Shi Muqian too well, this person is suspicious and cautious, if you say anything, he is afraid that he will not believe half a word, but if you tell him your purpose so bluntly, this person will believe it.

To put it bluntly, this person is used to calculating others, and he has no sincerity, and he will never believe that others have sincerity.

After Shi Yu finished speaking, he stared at Shi Muqian with squinted eyes and a smile: "You will never want your family property to be easily calculated, just fall into the hands of a person with a foreign surname." ”

A person with a foreign surname stepped on Shi Muqian's sore spot just right.

Shi Yu, as Shi Muqian's eldest son, has lived with him for nearly thirty years after all, although he has always hated this father, but in some places, he is also the person who knows Shi Muqian best.

Shi Muqian is a typical rural person, and the concept of heirs is much heavier than that of ordinary modern people, which is why no matter how foolish he is, he beats or scolds, but he has never said that I should not have you as a son.

He needs this son, he values this son, and he believes that only his own son can let the incense of the Shi family continue to be passed on.

Shi Yu saw this, so he dared to bet on this, betting that as long as he was willing to bow his head, Shi Muqian would completely turn against Cheng Qian.

Sure enough, Shi Muqian was silent for a long time before he slowly spoke: "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, you just hate Cheng Qian for stealing your mother's position." ”

"Yes," Shi Yu admitted calmly, "I just can't see a bitch living in this position for so many years, and I won't hide it from you, if you want me to be obedient, just one condition, let Cheng Qian completely fuck me." ”

Shi Muqian was still silent, but Shi Yu laughed: "Don't tell me what kind of husband and wife you have with her, I know what you are afraid of, you are just afraid that she has too many of your handles in her hands." ”

Shi Muqian's eyes narrowed, his expression dangerous.

Shi Yu only pretended not to see it, and still said cheerfully: "If I tell you that I will come to Cheng Qian's side, as long as you don't interfere, I will promise to pick you clean, do you believe me?" ”

Shi Muqian looked at Shi Yu, and Shi Yu was not afraid, and raised his chin to look back.

The father and son looked at each other for a long time, but it was still the father who was the first to lose.

"Yes, I can promise you," Shi Muqian coughed lightly, "But, when it comes to it, there is no such thing as a free lunch." ”

"So, since you want to join my camp, you have to have some sincerity, right?"

Shi Yu snorted, raised his mobile phone and hung a chat page in front of Shi Muqian.

Meng Yao: Then I'll tell my parents, let's get married as soon as possible.