girl, you're wrong

Chapter 676
"Your mother is drinking again today." Lu Ling said.

"Please take care of me, auntie." Cheng Zhongyuan nodded.

He put the supermarket shopping bags on the ground, pushed open the bedroom door, and saw his mother lying on the bed and sleeping soundly, her blond hair was disheveled, and wine cans rolled everywhere on the floor.

Cheng Zhongyuan patiently picked up the wine cans on the ground, then conjured up a mop, mopped the floor carefully, then opened the window for ventilation, and then covered his mother with a quilt.

Finally closed the door and went.

In the living room, Aunt Luling was watching TV with her elder sister, chirping and knocking sunflower seeds.

Both my aunt and mother have blond hair, while Cheng Zhongyuan himself and his sister Cheng Ling have dull black hair, which was inherited from their father.

And their father hasn't come back for a long time because of a business trip.

As far back as I can remember, my father seldom went home to visit his mother and auntie, basically 1-2 times a month.

Probably to make up for it, the gifts they bring home every time are very expensive, and some of them are said to be tributes from the imperial court, so it is difficult for non-high-ranking officials to get them.

Cheng Zhongyuan guessed that his mother and aunt were probably not his father's regular wife, but his father's concubine outside.

If the father has a regular wife, then naturally he can't come back frequently, otherwise the regular wife will be jealous.

Sister Cheng Ling swore that when she was a child, she saw her father and his wife standing together downstairs. It is said that the wife was eight feet tall, with a waist circumference of eight feet, a green face and fangs, and was very strong. Her father stood beside her like a chicken. Like a boy, he can only force himself to smile and pretend to be kind.

Cheng Zhongyuan guessed that his sister was talking nonsense, so he didn't expose her.

He knew that his sister had some resentment towards his father, and these resentments came from his aunt's usual complaints, but Cheng Zhongyuan himself did not resent his father.

I remember one New Year's Eve, my father rushed home in the early hours of the first day of the new year, the family reunited for two hours, and left at three o'clock on the plane.

Before leaving, he gave Cheng Zhongyuan a bank card and said seriously:
"Zhong Yuan, father can't stay with you for the time being. In the next period of time, you have to take good care of your mother, sister and your little aunt. This is the task that father entrusted to you. Can you do it?"

"I will take good care of them." Cheng Zhongyuan also said seriously, "Father, I promise you in the name of a man."

"Okay." Dad smiled gratifiedly.

The next day, Cheng Zhongyuan used his bank card to withdraw money, and was dazzled by the long string of numbers inside.

In any case, from that day on, the money originally handed over by the father to the mother was officially handed over to Cheng Zhongyuan for handling.

The money was given to the mother, but the mother only went to buy wine and drink, and the little aunt even quarreled with her several times because of this.

Now it has been changed to Cheng Zhongyuan's custody, and everyone is very satisfied except for the mother.

Cheng Zhongyuan returned to the kitchen and began to prepare today's dinner.

He took out the ingredients in the plastic bag, skillfully turned out a knife, sliced ​​them quickly, cleaned them, and put them on the pot.

As for where the knife came out, he actually couldn't tell.

Both his mother and him have the ability to "create something out of nothing", and can conjure various substances out of thin air.

Kitchen knives, iron pans, mops, rags...everything used at home, as long as he knows its material and structure, he can "create" it with his consciousness.

And the mother is even better at this aspect, and can even create delicious food and drinks, the kind that will cause nothing to happen even if you eat it-this also led to Cheng Zhongyuan's plan to let his mother quit drinking even though he has the financial power of the family. Failed repeatedly.

Soon, as the chicken pieces in the pot began to collect juice, the fragrance overflowed more and more.

"What did you burn?" A lazy voice sounded from behind, and Cheng Zhongyuan was about to speak when Nankang hugged him from behind.

"Mom."

"what happened?"

"You are very heavy." Cheng Zhongyuan said helplessly.

"Oh." Nankang let go of his son, and then took out a pair of chopsticks from the void.

"Mother can't steal it." Cheng Zhongyuan tried to stop him, but his mother took advantage of her height and reached out from above his reach, and put the chicken nuggets into her mouth.

"Is there less soy sauce?" She said, chewing.

"The meat has not been marinated, so it needs to be cooked for a longer time to taste." Cheng Zhongyuan said helplessly, "Of course it doesn't taste good now."

"What's not delicious?" Cheng Ling came out from the side, "Let me taste it?"

"It's not good yet." Cheng Zhongyuan said with a sigh, "Don't eat all the dishes before they're ready..."

Before the words fell, there was the sound of opening the door outside.

Wait, the little aunt is also at home, so who came in from the outside?

"Father!" Cheng Ling rushed out of the kitchen first, cheering and threw himself into his father's arms.

Cheng Jinyang picked up his daughter, smiled and sniffed his nose:
"Are you making dinner?"

"Yeah." Nankang opened the door of the refrigerator and said, "It's just in time for you to drink with me."

"You still know how to come back?" Lu Ling put his arms around him, as if he didn't intend to just let him go, "Did you know that during the two months you were away, my sister has been drinking to drown her sorrows?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Nankang interrupted his sister's nagging, "I just drank a little more this month because a new brand of beer was launched."

"Please check your wife's billing records, thank you." Lu Ling said bluntly.

"Stop talking, it's my fault for not coming back for so long." Cheng Jinyang moved the table and chairs with everyone, "Spend the night at home tonight!"

"Okay, okay!" Cheng Ling took the lead and jumped up, and the two sisters of Nankang Luling also smiled.

Cheng Zhongyuan put the dishes on the table, and Nankang opened beer for everyone, even his son and daughter, and poured them all.

Lu Ling quickly protected her daughter: "Sister, she is too young to drink so much."

"When I was her age, I was already a big drinker." Nankang said disdainfully.

"Do you think your lifestyle is very healthy!" Lu Ling shouted, widening his eyes.

Cheng Jinyang watched it interestingly, recalling that when the princess sister first saw him, she looked like a charming and strong sister Yu, why did she become more and more like a little girl after marrying her for so many years?
No, it used to be because I had too many responsibilities on my body, so I had to get stronger.

Now that the duties of the eldest princess have been relieved, and there is someone she can rely on (yes, it is me), she naturally chooses a more comfortable lying posture.

"It's better to let father drink it for me!" Seeing that mother and auntie were arguing, Cheng Ling rolled his eyes and shouted suddenly.

"Yes, yes, let Jinyang brother drink." Nankang leaned on him charmingly, took a sip of the wine, and pretended to feed him.

"Don't, the child is still watching!" Cheng Jinyang was very embarrassed, but Nankang bullied him domineeringly, wrapped his arms around his neck, and crossed over directly mouth to mouth.

"Mom, don't lose to auntie!" Cheng Ling hurriedly poured wine for his mother.

"Whose side are you on!" Lu Ling twisted her face dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)