"Look, look!" Zhou Ce said: "You must have chosen a son. Isn't that enough?"

Zhou Ce spread his hands, "When he goes home, we must not be happy? We can't let him turn around and leave, right? We are all so old, we can't always do things regretful. Tell me, you are not sad when my son left? Why bother? He is not happy because he makes you sad. Besides, he is older, not eight or nine years old, not eight or nine years old, but twenty-eight or nine years old, but twenty-eight or nine years old. You can't hold him in your hands like you did when you were a child. He must have to resist. Freedom, what you are young now pursues is freedom!"

"I'm not making things difficult for him. Don't I think he's better?" Chen Yufei sighed, but he was a little glad that he didn't speak just now. He was really going to speak. He was not walking his dog, but turning around and leaving.

If you really want to talk about it, Chen Yufei was also afraid of his son. He didn't make a fuss or make a fuss, he just turned around and left, and he didn't have the chance to say more.

Zhou Chongcheng is the kind of person who looks like he has no temper but is actually very tough, but he doesn't just do anything like some people.

"Son comes back after walking the dog later. No matter what you do, you have to suppress what you want to say. Do you understand?" Zhou Ce comforted her: "Including the girls in the family you want to say, blind dates on the first few days, watching movies, etc., don't mention them all!"

"Hey, then I can't speak anymore, right?" Zhou Ce said with a tweet: "What's this called? Your home, why can't you speak? I mean, don't just talk about your son just because you can't stand him. In other words, don't focus on your son, just talk about anything at work. Just don't mention that your son is not good, there are problems, or something like that. Have I made it clear?"

Chen Yufei glanced at him, and the natural way of saying why her husband said so much, she nodded unwillingly: "Yes."

"That's good." Zhou Ce breathed a sigh of relief and stood up: "I'll go and see my son and Xiao Hei."

"What little black?" Chen Yufei asked.

"Oh, the dog I raised by my son is named Xiao Hei." Zhou Ce said, put on a cotton coat and big cotton shoes and went out to find his son.

Chen Yufei sat alone on the sofa, took a deep breath, and hinted himself: "Don't discuss your son, don't discuss anything! He said it if he wanted to say it, and if he didn't want to say it, I would never ask..."

Mrs. Chen looked at the kitchen and came out to encourage Chen Yufei: "Come on, Teacher Chen, I will think like this in the future. My son is yours. Think about it. He is now, maybe he will be fascinated by some girl one day. Then maybe his son is not yours. Is it easy to raise such a big one? You obviously have a kind heart, but everyone is unhappy. Let's pay attention in the future!"

Chen Yufei whispered a few words, and even made Mrs. Chen hear it. She was a little shy: "I...I didn't say anything, you heard it wrong."

"No matter whether I heard it correctly, anyway, we will try to lead Chongcheng home in the future. He is willing to go home for two meals. Our goal will be achieved. Do you think?" Mrs. Chen was very tempted. She felt sorry for Chongcheng. She raised her little by little, but she became enemies like her parents at home. In fact, she was an outsider herself, and no matter how distressed she felt, she had no position to speak. She could only hope that the relationship between mother and son would improve.

Chen Yufei didn't speak this time, but moved his body a little uncomfortable. Then, in order to cover up the discomfort she felt, she took out her glasses and put them on, took the morning newspaper and read it.

Zhou Chongcheng, who was walking his dog in the community, turned a corner and saw his father coming towards him. He approached with an expressionless face. Zhou Ce asked with a smile: "Is Xiao Hei happy to run like this? Come on, I'll take care of him."

Zhou Chongcheng handed the dog leash to his father. Zhou Ce pulled Xiao Hei and felt it was strange. He had never raised a dog. He was in a very excited mood for the first time walking the dog.

"The puppy you bought?" Zhou Ce asked.

Zhou Chongcheng said no, "I raised a friend, and later my wife got married and got pregnant. In addition, I moved, so I couldn't raise a dog. I was afraid that it would turn into a stray dog, so I took it over and raised it."

Zhou Ce nodded: "My son is in good heart." After a pause, he asked again: "Do you live in the original snow garden community?"

Zhou Chongcheng responded, and Zhou Ce asked again: "It's good to live alone and raise a puppy, and he still has a companion."

After hearing this, Zhou Chongcheng glanced at his father, "It's not alone."

"Have you rented your house?" Zhou Ce looked like he had just remembered: "I remembered it. Your mother seemed to tell me once that you have rented a house with someone now. It's also good to share a house. As long as the other party is clean and hygienic, and like-minded can speak together, it's good to have a good view."

Zhou Chongcheng nodded in agreement: "Well, she is good at everything."

Zhou Ce held back his laughter, "Is that true? That's how you're a perfect partner to share. When will you bring your dad to know each other and drink together?"

Zhou Chongcheng looked at him in surprise, "He is a girl, so he doesn't drink."

"Ah? Girl?" Zhou Ce looked surprised and looked up and down at the son who was obviously uncomfortable in front of him. "So the one who shared the rent with you was a girl? Your mother mentioned it, and I forgot after hearing it. I just knew it was a girl."

He said, pressing Zhou Chongcheng's arm with his shoulder: "Oh, I can't tell. My son's partner is actually a girl, but I just don't know if she looks good."

"I think it looks good." Zhou Chongcheng couldn't help but add: "It's very beautiful."

Zhou Ce's smile became a little ambiguous again: "Is she interested in you? Is there any chance to take it home for my father to see? I believe that my son's eyes will definitely not be frivolous rouge powder. He must be a good girl with a good personality, gentle and beautiful personality, otherwise why would my son look down on others?"

Zhou Chongcheng did not deny it, but he felt it was necessary to talk about his status: "I think she is interesting to me."

Zhou Ce gently beat Zhou Chongcheng's shoulder twice: "I have confidence! I think my son is so outstanding. If that girl has a good vision, she can see your goodness. Try to marry someone home as soon as possible!"

Zhou Chongcheng felt that he loved to listen to every word his father said, and he nodded reservedly: "Yes."

The father and son went home in a pleasant atmosphere.

When he entered the door, he saw Chen Yufei reading a newspaper. Zhou Chongcheng led the dog into the house. Just as he was about to speak, the dog's paws were dirty, he saw Zhou Chongcheng pick up the puppy, went to the bathroom to pull a piece of paper, and wiped the puppy's paws.

Chen Yufei patted his chest, but fortunately he didn't say anything, and she almost couldn't help it.

Zhou Ce knew that she was going to speak when he saw her expression just now. He was about to remind him, but Chen Yufei held back and immediately gave his wife a big thumbs up, "You are so awesome, wife!"

Chen Yufei looked at Zhou Ce's thumbs up, held back his smile, and asked him: "Where are you going to have a walk with your son?"

“That’s it

The film, Xiao Heit likes it, there is no one, so you can untie the dog leash and let it have fun, and you don’t worry about hurting people." Zhou Ce bent down and clapped at Xiao Hei: "Xiao Hei, come here for dad!"

Zhou Chongcheng came out of the bathroom: "It's grandpa. It calls me dad."

Zhou Ce: “…”

This is a promotion to a new seniority in vain. OK, grandpa is grandpa, "Xiao Hei, come to grandpa, let's pick it up and let grandma see. Grandma must like you very much."

Zhou Chongcheng was deeply suspicious because she somehow touched Tianshan Snow Garden last time, but she still had a disgusted expression when she saw Xiao Hei. She couldn't like it.

Before he could think about it, Zhou Ce had forced Xiao Hei to his arms and showed it to Chen Yufei: "Look, this little guy isn't it? Although it's black, his big watery eyes are particularly adorable, very festive and smiling."

Chen Yufei doesn't love dogs, and she still thinks it's troublesome to raise a dog, but Zhou Ce has already carried it in front of her. She still took a look at it seriously, but she still didn't like it much, but she didn't hate the appearance of the puppy.

She symbolically reached out and touched Xiao Hei's head: "It looks pretty."

Zhou Ce nodded: "I think so."

Zhou Chongcheng stood near the spiral stairs and saw Chen Yufei reaching out and touching Xiao Hei, without saying anything or stopping him.

Zhou Ce turned his head and said, "Chongcheng, come and sit for a while, no one talks upstairs. You are so lonely, you are not a lonely person now." As he said that, he squeezed his eyes at Zhou Chongcheng, and he knew that he liked the partner he shared.

Zhou Chongcheng walked over silently, sat down on the single sofa on the horizontal side, and Chen Yufei re-arranged the newspaper next to him: "How is your work recently?"

She seemed to have nothing to say, and after asking, she waited for Zhou Chongcheng to answer. Zhou Chongcheng said it was very good. A friend helped introduce her to cooperate with the insurance company, and her performance improved significantly.

"Is that? I really have to thank your friend for introducing it to a big company. It's a good opportunity. I have to seize it..." Chen Yufei said, and it was about to become a preaching form. Zhou Ce quickly interrupted: "I am still very at ease with my son. I am particularly good at communicating with customers. When I opened the store, I realized that my son really wanted to do auto repair work. The starting point is different from those who simply want to make money..."

Chen Yufei glanced at Zhou Ce, "That's right."

Zhou Chongcheng still didn't say anything. Zhou Ce asked: "Is the employees in the store easy to manage? Will you feel annoyed?"

"No, they are all young children. I don't care about them normally. If you have a business, you must do your best. This is my requirement." Zhou Chongcheng glanced at Chen Yufei and said, "I don't like to force them to be good employees. They are all people who love sex. If forced, they will only make them seek other things. If a company, if employees frequently change jobs, then this company will have to reflect on the problem."

Chen Yufei couldn't sit still. She felt that her son was talking about her. Zhou Ce agreed: "This is a good thing. I agree. I also think that it is not a good thing for employees to change jobs frequently. Before the company's culture has been promoted, the structure has changed again, which is not conducive to the company's growth..."

The father and son discussed this around, with surprisingly consistent views, and they deserved to be the father and son.

As for Chen Yufei, she sat quietly and listened, and occasionally interrupted and said something. Once she realized that she couldn't help but preach, Zhou Ce would jump out in time to change the topic. The atmosphere of the family of three for such a long time has never been better.

If Chen Yufei changes it for a while, he naturally cannot change his temperament for so many years. He just wants to have a good New Year with peace of mind during the Chinese New Year.

After the first day of the Lunar New Year, the family of three naturally had to visit relatives. After the trip, they made an appointment with friends. Although they didn't say anything, Zhou Chongcheng knew what he was doing when he sat there. The other party also brought a young girl, which was clearly a blind date.

But in front of outsiders, he still had to give his mother a silence to express his anger.

After several consecutive days of concealing blind dates, Zhou Chongcheng finally decided to strike.

In the evening, he sent a message to Qian Chu: Chuchu, I want to celebrate the New Year at home for the first time in so many years.

Qian Chu replied: We must learn to get used to the tradition of going home for the New Year. Happy New Year, Zhou Chongcheng!

Zhongcheng No. 1 store: Happy New Year, Chuchu.

Zhongcheng No. 1 Store: I miss you.

Qian Chu lay in the quilt and looked at the words he sent, burst out laughing, and she replied: So is me.

Zhou Chongcheng held the information and pressed it on his chest. He was not alone in thinking about it, but she also missed him.

Zhongcheng No. 1 Store: Can I go to find you tomorrow?

Qian Chu: I may be on the sixth day of the lunar month. You don’t have to come here specially. It’s very cold these two days.

Zhou Chongcheng did not reply, Qian Chu didn't care, and went to bed soon.

Early the next morning, around 7 o'clock, no one got up yet, and there was a knock on the door outside: "Qian Bin! Qian Bin! Open the door, it's me!"

Qian Chu looked down from the upper floor in autumn clothes and pants, and looked up. It was Zhou Chongcheng. He hurriedly put on his clothes and went downstairs to open the door: "Boss?! Why are you here?"

Zhou Chongcheng didn't say anything, and rushed in with a large bag of gifts in his hand. He reached out and put seven or eight boxes of gifts on the ground, raised his feet upstairs, and found Qian Chu's door with a good look, and knocked on the door, "Chuchu!"

As he said this, he reached out and twisted his hand and the door opened.

Qian Chu looked up from the quilt, blurred his eyes, and said vaguely: "Zhou Chongcheng?!"

Zhou Chongcheng closed the door, sat down with a chill, and hugged the quilt in his arms, lowered his head and leaned against her, closed his eyes and said, "I really miss you..."

Qian Chu was already half clear after being hugged like this. She stretched out her hand from the quilt, gently hugged his neck, and kissed him on the face: "Thank you for coming to see me early in the morning."

Zhou Chongcheng stuffed her arm back into the quilt: "Don't take it out, it's cold, so you can avoid getting a cold."

He even put the quilt on and lay flat. He leaned over and hung over her and said, "When will I be taken home by you?"

Qian Chu smiled, "You are getting a title again, aren't you?"

"Just think I want a title, and when do you say it will give it?" he asked.

Qian Chu thought for a while: "I didn't think it through. I'll tell you later when I think about it."
Chapter completed!