Standing at the door of Jinwan Square, Qi Huan took out his mobile phone and glanced at the time, it was less than half an hour before the rush hour, and then he noticed that there were a few more messages from Guo Jingchen on his mobile phone.

Qi Huan clicked on it casually, it turned out that the guy made several screenshots of the video of him pointing to the boutique on the second floor, and it was accompanied by a text explanation, but the last picture was a Pikachu, which should represent Guo Jingchen's own naughty appearance. Qi Huan tried hard to restrain himself from thinking crookedly, thought about it, and gave Guo Jingchen a smile back.

All the unread messages were opened, and Qi Huan always felt that something was missing, until he saw a mother walking in front of Jinwan Square with her son who was in elementary school, talking and laughing, Qi Huan suddenly realized that so far today, he has not received a single message from his mother. This is a situation that has never happened since he had a mobile phone, you must know that other people's children, buying mobile phones are generally requested by children, but Qi Huan's mobile phone was proposed by Zhao Chunmei, in order to be able to understand Qi Huan's situation at any time.

Qi Huan thinks it's impossible, Zhao Chunmei's title as the deputy director of the talent exchange center sounds quite lofty, but in fact, the daily work is to manage office stationery and other internal services, which belongs to the qualifications that have been boiled up in the past few years. It is precisely because Zhao Chunmei is idle at work that she will pay all her attention to her son, and under normal circumstances, Qi Huan will be "bombarded" by her mother's information at least dozens of times every day.

Today's situation is really abnormal! Qi Huan was thinking about whether to take the initiative to send a message to his mother, and a new message appeared on his mobile phone, and the sender was his mother. Qi Huan hurriedly clicked on it, it was Zhao Chunmei who asked him if he was out of class?

Qi Huan didn't bother to reply to the message, so he simply called directly, and it rang several times in a row, and then it was picked up over there, Zhao Chunmei mainly asked, do you want to pick him up after school? Qi Huan said no, he listened to his mother's voice lazily and his voice was hoarse, so he took the initiative to care, and asked his mother if she had a cold, why was her voice dumb?

Qi Huan thought that Zhao Chunmei had a traffic accident while driving, so he panicked and quickly redialed his mother's number, but this time no one answered.

Qi Huan was a little anxious, and was about to hang up and redial, when his mobile phone rang, but it was Qi Guodong calling. Qi Huan hurriedly pressed the answer button, and before he could speak, it turned out to be Zhao Chunmei's voice from the earpiece.

"Son, don't worry, my mother is in good health, it's fine. Are you sure you don't need your mother to drive you up? There are a lot of cars on the way to work, so you have to be careful when riding alone. Zhao Chunmei's voice regained her vitality, and her speech became louder.

"Mom, don't worry, I'm in my third year of high school, and you don't have to worry about riding a bike. Qi Huan put his heart back in his stomach, his curiosity rose, and he asked again, "Is my dad next to you?

"Bang!" Qi Huan's earpiece came from the familiar sound of the mobile phone falling, and the call was really broken again.

Qi Huan was a little confused, and couldn't help but wonder: Mom, this is using the mobile phone as a grenade, why do you throw it out after saying two words?

After another half a minute, Qi Huan's mobile phone rang again, but this time it showed the landline number at home, and the caller was also replaced by Qi Guodong. In the earpiece, Lao Qi's voice exuded a youthful atmosphere, first reassuring Qi Huan, just now his mother missed again, and accidentally dropped a mobile phone, and said that the two of them were fine, just a mouth, and it was already fine. Finally, when he was about to hang up the phone, Lao Qi suddenly remembered one thing, and asked Qi Huan to go home and pass by the small pharmacy at the door to buy a few patches of tiger bone musk cream.

Qi Huan sighed, hung up the call, and couldn't help but gasp, it seems that this harmony is already in full swing, Dad's glass waist needs to use plasters? He is not a three-year-old child, and he has already deduced the hidden truth behind it from a few phone calls.

Li Qi mentioned it before, saying that when he helped Qi Guodong resolve his palm power, he used some drugs to strengthen his body and kidneys, and Qi Huan could only hope that these drugs would really help Lao Qi.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Qi Huan clicked out the software for calling a car, but before he could enter the destination, the mobile phone rang again, but this time it was a pig's head, and the breath on the phone made Qi Huan wonder if he was hiding in the car with Miss Xia Qiu to do things.

Hearing that Qi Huan was still at the gate of Jinwan Square, the pig's head asked him to wait for him in the same place, saying that he had something particularly important to tell him.

Ten minutes later, the pig's head appeared in front of Qi Huan at a trott, and explained breathlessly that there was no vacancy in the parking lot here in Jinwan, so he simply parked his car in the community two streets away.

Qi Huan asked him to catch his breath first, and then say something important.

The pig's head bent over, his hands on his knees and gasped for a while, then he straightened up and asked Qi Huan if he was okay at night, could he go to the Xing'an community with him?

Qi Huan felt strange, didn't Lao Qi go to the Xing'an Community with the pig head two days ago?

The pig head briefly explained the situation that day, and then said to Qi Huan apologetically: "I knew that Uncle Qi was the real master of the world, and my father wouldn't have let that Fang Xuanji tinker with the feng shui array of suppression." At that time, the surnamed Fang was so awesome that he said that the door should be closed for seven days, and no one should enter or leave. Paralyzed, we are obedient and close the door and dare not leave, but the dirty things still come out and go in unimpeded!"

The pig head scolded and asked Qi Huan with a pleading face: "My dad patronized Zhang Luo Fang Xuanji that day, and he didn't give Uncle Qi any word, and let Uncle Qi run for nothing." Anyway, my dad didn't have the face to invite Uncle Qi to come out, or else, look at my face, take a trip to the starlight waterfront? Aren't you also responsible for part of the feng shui business in that team?"