"You both come over to me!" Dad Huo watched on the side for a long time, and he didn't know why they were arguing, so he yelled at them, and couldn't help coughing a little, causing both of them to be obedient and sit next to Dad Huo.

"You say, how did you get calculated?" Father Huo finally stopped coughing, and then asked He Junshan.

"The morning before yesterday, when I was at work on the seventh day of the new year, the car was chased by Fu Rulan, a little girl who had just gone to work in the government office, and then I rushed over to send the seventh day to work, and Fu Rulan also took my car to the city government compound. After sending the seventh day of junior high school, I locked Fu Rulan in the car to teach her, I knew that she deliberately hit the seventh child's car, but I didn't expect her to shout indiscriminately, saying that I was insulting her in the car, and she recorded it, saying that she was going to send the recording to the seventh day of junior high school. I was afraid that Chu Qi would make trouble with me after hearing the recording, and I didn't grab her mobile phone, so I let her go for the time being. Later, I had an accident on Lingtian Road, and after entering the hospital, I received a prompt from Fu Rulan to add my WeChat. I was thinking about dealing with this matter and not letting the seventh day of the junior high school know, so as not to cause extraneous complications. As a result, just now in the hospital, we met Fu Rulan together. Then, the seventh day of the first month left without listening to any explanation. He Junshan told his father what had happened, and then turned to Huo Yunchu.

"I smashed her phone just now, and she said that she sent the recording to some cloud drive, and she would probably make a fuss about the recording. Don't believe her on the seventh day of the first month, now the little girls are too good at playing, and they are very bold. I have asked Xiaoliu to arrange for someone to surround one of her father's projects under construction, so as not to let her father go bankrupt, she doesn't know how to cry! He Junshan wiped his tears and explained.

is obviously like a crying child, but he arranges the life and death of other people's families.

He wiped away his tears and spoke. was really said by the seventh day of the first month, and he would cry and kneel and roll all day long. Father Huo couldn't stand it anymore, so he took a tissue and stuffed it into He Junshan's hand.

"The personality of the seventh year of junior high school is very strong, and you should see this from elementary school to junior high school. Which exam is not the first, come back and lock up the room without eating. When she was in high school, no matter how hard she tried, she could no longer get the first place in the exam. And there is a boy named Xie Ruoyu in their class, no matter who the second place is, he will always be twenty or thirty points ahead of the second place. He liked the seventh year of junior high school very much at that time, and he wanted to give a lecture on the seventh year of junior high school, but he ignored others because she had never been able to pass the exam. Later, as the first in the grade, he was escorted to Beijing University, saying that he would give up the guaranteed quota to the seventh junior high school, and he could be admitted to Beijing University by himself, and the stupid person in the seventh junior high school didn't want it, thinking that people were mean and despised her. She could have stepped on the line of Jingda, but she had to fill in Ling Da, saying that she didn't want to be crushed by her IQ. After I went to college, Xie Ruoyu called me several times a year to ask about the situation in the seventh year of junior high school. Every year at the high school reunion, as long as Xie Ruoyu goes, she doesn't go. You can check it, Xie Ruoyu is very good, handsome, his parents are civil servants, his tutor is very good, and now he is working in Beijing. During the Spring Festival last year, he also called me, and I told him that he had talked about friends on the seventh day of the new year, and he said that he could wait. During the Spring Festival this year, he also called me, and I told him that he was going to get married on the seventh day of junior high school, and he hung up the phone very quietly. As a father, I like Xie Ruoyu very much, even more than you. But since the seventh day of junior high school chose you, I will accept you from the perspective of the seventh day of junior high school. Dashan, there are many people like Xie Ruoyu who like the seventh day of the first month, it is really fate that the seventh day of the first year can come together with you, I hope you can cherish the seventh day of the first month like me, and don't always let some messy things affect her mood. You have that matter, if you tell the seventh day of junior high school as soon as possible, I don't think there is anything wrong at all, just because you covered it, and you didn't handle it well. Also, what are you doing around other people's father's projects? The little girl just likes you, right? Done something immature. But you're mature, you can't be like that little girl, right? Withdraw, don't embarrass someone's father. Then Huo's father made a pun, not only saying that his daughter had a market, but also teaching He Junshan that he was too extreme to make anyone uncomfortable.

"Huo Chuqi, you have never done things fairly. There are so many thanks and foolishness around you, I have to endure it, and if there is a Fu Rulan next to me, you will throw your face and leave. Of course, He Junshan heard Dad Huo's words of knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger and defending his daughter, but he didn't dare to say anything about Dad Huo, so he could only mutter Huo Yunchu with tears in his eyes.

"You can also throw your face and leave." Huo Yunchu smiled angrily, he really didn't know where He Junshan's point was. And he's still crying, does he want face? He was still crying.

"You know I can't live without you, and you're angry with me!" He Junshan cried even louder.

"Dad, look at him......" Huo Yunchu was speechless, stroking his forehead with a headache.

"Just like your mother back then, one cry, two troubles, three hangings, the whole play is enough......" Huo's father couldn't help laughing, a 180+ man, crying at every turn, like what the hell.

"Who said bad things about me!" Upstairs, my mother heard the crying and came down, and when she saw He Junshan's snot and tears on his face, she felt that she couldn't stand it anymore.

"Is there something wrong with your brother's brain?" Huo's mother had a good chat with He Liu upstairs, but she saw the sparse scene at this moment.

"My brother only had problems with his brain when he was with Sister Huo." Even He Liu felt ashamed, and hurriedly helped Huo's mother into the kitchen to take care of the dishes, too lazy to pay attention to the embarrassed brother in the living room.

"Don't cry, my brother will have to see your jokes when he comes back in a while! Your hobbies are embarrassing! Huo Yunchu was speechless and died, so he had to take a tissue to wipe his tears.

"Crying at my wife's house, what's so embarrassing. Besides, I don't cry to the point of grief, can you forgive me! He Junshan blew his nose and muttered quietly.

"Aren't you going to hang water today?" Huo Yunchu was annoyed to death by the stalker-stricken He Junshan.

"I don't really have to hang water. Last time, I asked Professor Li Meihan, and she also said that I was overtreated, and there was no need to be hospitalized, as long as I didn't move my hands and feet to recuperate. He Junshan replied.

"Professor Li Meihan, you ask? I thank you, she's a gynecological knife. I really think you're in the wrong head, alas! Huo Yunchu was amused by He Junshan, and his stomach couldn't stand up with laughter.

"Sister, why don't you peel the green beans and I'll wash the vegetables?" He Liu was in a hurry in the kitchen, but when he turned around, he saw the main master flirting in the living room, and his heart was extremely unbalanced.

"It's coming, it's coming." Huo Yunchu pushed He Junshan to the kitchen to help, peeled off a few beans, and then stuffed them into He Junshan's mouth.

He Junshan was fed and really chewed a few times before swallowing.