Jiang Han returned to the Jiang family's villa in the afternoon.

Compared to before he left, there was no change in the family.

He felt a wanderer returning to his hometown in his heart, and he couldn't help but reddened his eyes.

He rushed into his parents' room and shouted, "Mom, I'm back." ”

Ms. Song Qingzhang was busy working at the dressing table, and was startled by this howl, and her lipstick was applied to the corners of her mouth.

The corners of her mouth twitched, and before she had time to scold, Jiang Han had already rushed over and hugged him fiercely: "Mom, I miss you so much." ”

Ms. Song Qingzhang hadn't seen him for a long time, and she missed him a little in her heart. She patted Jiang Han on the back to express comfort, and on the other hand, she took out a tissue, wiped off the lipstick, and took time to perfunctory her son: "Mm-hmm,...... It's dark...... I lost weight, and I felt sorry for my mother. ”

Jiang Han snorted and told his feelings of longing, and began to be hypocritical again: "I've been away for so long, why don't you call me or come to me!" ”

At this time, ten minutes had passed since he arrived home, and Ms. Song Qingzhang's patience had run out. She reapplied her lipstick: "Play by yourself, my friends and I have activities at night." ”

Jiang Han was eager to talk, and wanted to share his recent life with her, but when he saw her dressing table, he exclaimed.

He suddenly remembered the memory of putting lipstick on a girl. It was in this room that he was a teenager who put lipstick on Song Qingzhang.

I'll just say, how can a single dog like me have the opportunity to put lipstick on a girl. Jiang Han patted his chest, finally relieved.

But his heart was set early.

Ms. Song Qingzhang was taken aback by his exclamation, and the lipstick drew the corners of her mouth for the second time.

She couldn't bear it anymore and drove Jiang Han out.

Jiang Han muttered in a low voice at the door of her room: "If you know what I've been through in the past month and a half, you'll have to die of distress." ”

After seeing Ms. Song Qingzhang, Jiang Han decided to let Mr. Jiang take a look at his youngest son, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Today is a working day, and Mr. Jiang is still in the company at this time.

On the way to the headquarters, Jiang Han passed by a mobile phone after-sales repair shop.

He didn't plan to go in, but for some reason, his hand came to his own consciousness and drove the car in.

Forget it, it's coming. After parking the car, Jiang Han reluctantly walked into the store.

"This phone is flooded." He said to the receptionist, "Let's see if you can fix it." If you can't fix it, forget it. …… But it's better to fix it. ”

The receptionist took the mobile phone for testing and quickly gave him feedback: "No problem, it can be repaired." It takes about half an hour and a half. You wait a minute. ”

"Great."

After Jiang Han finished speaking, as if he was competing with someone, he hurriedly added, "It's really troublesome." ”

By the time Jiang Han arrived at the company with the repaired mobile phone, it was already past the end of work.

The overtime atmosphere of 'Jiang's Food' is not serious, and most of the employees have left. Jiang Han saw that Mr. Jiang's car was still there, so he went to his office to look for him.

When I arrived at the door of the office, Mr. Jiang's loud voice came out:

“…… I don't blame my father for being poor, I don't blame my brother for being filial, I don't blame my wife for being bitter, I don't blame my son for being angry, I am in a hurry, just to live a dignified and upright life——"

It's time for the old and middle-aged uncles to deceive themselves again.

Jiang Han knows this activity very well, this group of old guys in the management, after getting along with each other to brag about their way of life, trying to shape themselves into a fantasy image.

He shook his head and knocked on the door to enter, "Dad." ”

When Mr. Jiang saw him, the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously. Before he could speak, the group of people in the management had already begun to boast:

"Ershao has been working hard these days, look at this face is tanned, and he has lost weight."

"Black spots are good, black spots are masculine."

"Xiao Han is really amazing, for the sake of our company, he went to the village to guard for so long."

“……”

Although Jiang Han is unreliable, he has a reliable brother. Mr. Jiang and Ms. Song believed Jiang Guyu's rhetoric and felt that their youngest son had gone to the village to negotiate with the supplier.

Jiang Han himself has also changed from a 'rebel who ran away from home' to a 'good employee on business trips'.

Jiang Han still remembers that it was they who sued Mr. Jiang and caused themselves to be scolded for hundreds of yuan, which caused a series of things to follow.

He looked down on their flattering faces:

"No, no, it's all what I'm supposed to do. No matter how much hard work you endure for the company, it is worth it. ”

He happily accepted their compliments.

Mr. Jiang still remembers the sneaky appearance of his bastard youngest son when he stole the dog, and he was angry when he saw him pretending to be obedient.

He snorted coldly, and the others took their leave with great interest.

Mr. Jiang wanted to settle accounts with Jiang Han, but he heard Jiang Han's wicked person sue first:

"Am I your own child, you didn't look for me after running away from home for so long, I was adopted by you."

Mr. Jiang sneered: "Don't worry, some people choose me not to choose you." ”

"No taste and no vision." Jiang Han was dissatisfied, "It's not me bragging, you go out to inquire, a handsome and motivated child like me, you can't find it with a lantern." ”

"It's not that you can't find it, it's enough to have a bastard like you in the world. …… I haven't looked for you yet, your mother calls you 800 times a day, and you're fine, the phone is turned off.

It's been so long, and I don't know how to call home, so that your parents are scared of you, you are really filial! ”

The more Mr. Jiang thought about it, the more angry he became, and he said that he was going to make a move with Jiang Han.

Mr. Jiang has been retired from the army for many years, and his figure has also been blessed, and it is still not difficult to clean up Jiang Han.

Jiang Han was beaten and was not convinced, "What about the 'angry and not fierce'." ”

"Did I kill you?" Mr. Jiang gave him another look, "I'm beating you." ”

Jiang Han felt that he couldn't be beaten in vain, so he had to let him finish the meal to make up for his wounded heart.

Mr. Jiang glanced at him, "You don't have any friends, and I don't have either, I want to play with my friends tonight." ”

"Forget it." Jiang Han felt bored, "What's so fun about a group of old men." ”

He didn't really want to be alone.

When he was in the small village, he was busy every day. But when he came back, he didn't know what he was supposed to do.

The villa was empty tonight, and he went back to his apartment.

While washing, he struggled with the bottles and cans of the slow sink:

"These shampoos, anti-shedding, hair-fixing, moisturizing, and maintaining......" he looked over the bottle, a little overwhelmed.

The summer solstice is minimalist in life, and a bar of soap solves all hygiene problems. Jiang Han has lived with her for a long time and has also developed this habit.

He said to himself, "How can I wash my hair and shower without soap?" ”

There was no dream all night, and early the next morning, the biological clock urged Jiang Han to get up on time.

As before, he got up half-asleep and half-woke up, and went to prepare breakfast for Zhao Baoli and Qian Duolai with his slippers.

The silence in the room kept him awake.

There is no wind, no insect chirping, no dog barking, and no Zhao Baoli and Qian Duolai.

He's back, he's back to the city, he's back to the place where he was born, grew up, and lived for more than twenty years.

He didn't quite fit in.

I guess I just came back, so I'm not used to it. He thought.