The next day, a ray of sunlight shone in from the outside, waking Zhang Fan up from his sleep, he rubbed his eyes, yawned lazily, and then slowly got up, just about to see if Zhang Micongee woke up, but saw that he was also like himself, rubbing his eyes and yawning and getting up.

The appearance and expression of the two of them are simply synchronized, as if they were carved out of the same mold, they are so similar, and they really deserve to be father and son.

"Awake?!" The corners of Zhang Fan's mouth twitched and said hello.

"I've been awake a long time ago." Zhang Mi Congee said casually.

Looking at the saliva at the corner of his mouth, Zhang Fan was stunned for a while.

is really Jiang Xiaopeanut's son, and this drooling look is exactly the same.

"Get up and wash up, let's have breakfast and go to the feast."

Zhang Fan got out of bed, threw clothes over Zhang Mi Congee, and urged.

"Okay, Dad!" Zhang Micongee replied and began to get dressed.

Half an hour, the two of them walked out of the hotel with their hands in their pockets.

Dujiang City is Zhang Fan's hometown, since he went to live in Dadong City, he has come back less and less, and great changes have taken place here.

At the breakfast stall on the side of the road, after eating a bowl of tofu brain and minced xiaolongbao, they prepared to rush to the restaurant where Hou Fushun got married.

Before leaving, Zhang Fan made a phone call to Hou Fushun and told him to rush over now.

As soon as he heard this, Hou Fushun hurriedly said that it was still too early, and he was currently picking up his relatives and asked him to go over at eleven o'clock.

Hearing this, Zhang Fan didn't have much to say, so he had to respond.

Hanging up the phone, Zhang Micongee looked at Zhang Fan suspiciously, and asked, "Dad, where are we going now?" ”

"Hmm...... I don't know, or ...... Let's go online? ”

"It's only half past eight, let's play a game, and then we'll go over." Zhang Fan looked at the Wing Loong Internet Cafe across the road and said suddenly.

"Okay, Dad, you are really my good father, let's go to the Internet."

Hearing that he went to the Internet café to surf the Internet, Zhang Micongee immediately became excited.

When he was at home, Xian Li didn't let him touch the computer, and he didn't let him go to the Internet café, so he couldn't play games if he wanted to, which was really infuriating.

Ten minutes passed, Zhang Fan led Zhang Mi Congee to open a private room and two computers.

"What game do you like to play?" Zhang Fan asked.

He now plays very few games, and he often played counter-wars when he was in college.

But now this game is not interesting.,It's a serious immortal war.。

The eight-person room is full of that kind of high-krypton players, and ordinary Meng Xin can't even see a figure, so it's not interesting to fight at all.

"Dream Journey to the West 3 Havoc in the Heavenly Palace." Zhang Mi Congee spoke without hesitation.

Zhang Fan: "!! ”

"That 4399 mini-game ????" Zhang Fan asked with a confused expression.

"Yes, this game is a game from forty years ago, when I was a child, I heard people on the Internet say that there was a super rich man, who liked to play very much when he was young, and then he spent money to acquire the copyright of this dream journey to the west, and vigorously renovated it, and upgraded all the game characters in an all-round way, and that is Sun Wukong has a new five-page magic skill."

"This game will explode in the future, and many people like to play it."

"It's a pity that my mother won't let me play, not only does she not let me play, but she always beats me, she has to let me study hard, and it will be easy to find a beautiful daughter-in-law to start a family when I grow up, and she is anxious to hold her grandson."

\"My mother's old aunt, who is almost fifty years old, still looks like a little girl, not old at all, very young. When I was in school, the school held a parent-teacher conference, and I didn't dare to let her go, because she was too young to talk, and I always asked Aunt Keiko to pretend to be her to have a parent-teacher conference. \"

"Unfortunately, then I was unlucky and found out by my mother, who almost killed me with her belt that day."

Zhang Mi Congee caught Zhang Fan's father this time, and began to talk frantically about his lack of being with his own mother Xianli's black belly.

"Okay, you kid, don't say this kind of thing all the time, no matter how your mother is, she is also your mother, she is actually a knife mouth tofu heart."

Zhang Fan frowned when he heard this.

Good guy, how afraid you are of Jiang Xiaohua.

It seems that it is really necessary for you to meet Jiang Xiaohua during this time period.

She's still very understanding, and she has nothing to do with the old woman you call her.

Yes, when I finish attending Hou Fushun's wedding this time, I will take you home to see Jiang Xiaohua.

"Forget it, it's all tears. Let's play the game, just play the game. Zhang Mi Congee sighed, took the lead in turning on the screen, and began to look for the game he wanted to play, but after looking for a long time, he didn't find out which one he wanted to play.

He traveled from the future.,The picture quality of all kinds of games in the future is top-notch.,The picture quality of the game at this time is really poor.,So bad that I don't want to play at all.。

After picking for a long time, he had to find a red police officer to play.

This game is in the future, and the picture quality is the same, and there is no change at all.

That's all I can play now.

"It's not interesting to see what you play, then I'll play with you Red Alert, and I'll connect with you." Zhang Fan said helplessly.

After turning on the Red Alert's online mode, they quickly started having fun.

After playing for nearly an hour or so, Zhang Micongee suddenly asked, "Dad, can I ask you something?" ”

"Just ask if you have something."

Zhang Fan made an apocalypse tank, pulled it to the bridge and ambushed it, and said.

"Dad, you're very experienced in this area, so I'll open the skylight and say something."

"I have a friend who is in love with a ghost, do you think they will work out together?"

Zhang Mi Congee asked with a serious expression.

"Your friend has a crush on a ghost?"

Hearing the sound, Zhang Fan immediately raised his head and looked at Zhang Mi Congee.

"Tell me more about it." Zhang Fan asked curiously.

"This friend of mine met that ghost by playing a psychic game with pen fairies."

"That ghost is terrifying, it's a red-clothed ghost."

"My friend helped that ghost a lot, but my friend didn't pierce the layer of window paper and didn't confess, because he didn't know where to start, he was afraid that once he confessed, he wouldn't even be able to be a friend."

Zhang Mi Congee looked melancholy and sighed silently.

"What's that ghost's name? Where are you from? What is your background? Zhang Fan directly came to ask three questions.

"Her name is Shangguan Junyan, she was from Daifuku City before her death, and she has a background, huh...... How can I tell you...... She is a very rich daughter, her father runs a big company in Daifuku City, and belongs to a real upper-class family. ”

"Later, after her death, my friend met her, and if she was still alive, it would be impossible to meet and know my friend."

"The class difference between the two is too big, although my friend's family is not short of money, but he always feels that he is not worthy of this Shangguan Junyan."

Zhang Mi Congee explained worriedly, and when he said the end, he lowered his head unnaturally.

Seeing his expression, Zhang Fan instantly understood some of the doorways.

Could it be that the so-called friend in Zhang Mi Congee's mouth is himself, right?

Good guy, what a friend out of nothing.

"There's nothing unworthy of it, it's up to you...... It's up to you, a friend, to have the courage to confess. Zhang Fan smiled and comforted.

"However, my friend and his mother are very difficult to get along with, and they may object, after all, people and ghosts have different paths, and there can be no good results."

Zhang Micongee sighed again and again, and explained bitterly.

"Don't worry, you don't have to be afraid, I won't hide it from you, do you know your mother's identity?"

"And what are the real identities of your godmothers, do you know?"

Zhang Fan finally understood.

Zhang Mi Congee fell in love with a red-clothed ghost, because of the opinions of his family and his lack of courage, he didn't dare to confess to the person he liked, so he had today's problem.

Of course, if you like it, you have to boldly confess it, and tell your heart to the other party, although it may not be successful, but if you don't try it, you will definitely not succeed.

"What is it?" Hearing Zhang Fan say this, Zhang Mi Congee suddenly became interested.

It seems that her godmothers and her own mothers will not get old, they are still young and beautiful, they are all about fifty years old, how can they still be so young?

He never understood this.

"Actually, your mother is not human."

"Your godmothers are also not human."

Zhang Fan said with a smile.

"Huh?"

This time it was Zhang Micongee's turn to be confused.

He didn't understand what Zhang Fan meant.

What does it mean to not be human?

It's not a human, is it a monster?

"Okay, you'll know later, I won't talk to you too much, in short, if you like it, go boldly and confess, don't regret it when you lose it."

"Got it? My eldest son? Zhang Fan touched Zhang Mi Congee's head and smiled kindly.

"Uh...... I understood, but I didn't. Zhang Mi Congee frowned and nodded thoughtfully, but shook his head again.

"If you don't understand, forget it." Zhang Fan withdrew his gaze from Zhang Mi Congee, shifted it to the computer, and began to play the game.

There are some things that are useless no matter how much others say, and they need to be understood by the parties themselves.

At around ten o'clock, Zhang Fan and the others left the Pterodactyl Internet Cafe and came outside.

Now it's also time to set off for Hou Fushun's wedding.

"Don't talk after a while, find a place to wait for me, I'll go and finish the money with my friend, let's eat, and then go home after the afternoon."

"Back home, I'll take you to meet your godmothers."

Zhang Fan said with a smile.

"My own mother won't be there, will she?" Zhang Mi Congee suddenly asked.

"At this time, I haven't known your own mother yet, don't worry, even if your real mother is really here, with me protecting you, no one can bully my eldest son." Zhang Fan said seriously.

"That'...... Dad, I'll believe you. You are my own father, and you will definitely not harm me. Seeing Zhang Fan's assurance, Zhang Micongee couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and put his mind at ease.

"[Note: It's a little watery, the plot I wrote recently is not nutritious, tomorrow I'm writing a wave to meet Jiang Xiaohua, and I will start a new copy - Yuexian. 】」