Hong Kong Movie: Pretty Boy and Bad Guy

Chapter 308
"It seems to be true, but why can't I remember it?" The fat mother scratched her head.

"Oh, you just woke up, your head is not very sharp, so you can't remember!"

"what--!!!"

Suddenly, the fat mother screamed, which frightened Dong Biao, and hurriedly asked: "What's the matter, wife, are you okay!"

The fat mother touched her stomach in a panic, then looked at her hands, and said tremblingly: "I, I, I...how did I become so fat, and my stomach is still so big!"

Dong Biao immediately said: "After you get married, you will gain weight!"

"No! No!" The fat mother immediately shook her head: "It shouldn't be, no matter how fat you are, your belly won't be so big!"

"That's... because... because you are pregnant with a daughter!"

"Daughter? Husband, how do you know?"

The B-ultrasound has not yet come out in this era, Dong Biao secretly thought it was not good, he accidentally slipped his mouth, then pointed to a person in the room, and shouted: "We gave birth to a son, I think this time there is a high probability that it will be a daughter!"

The fat mother looked in the direction Dong Biao pointed, and saw a man sitting on a chair in the room with his legs crossed.

Seeing that this man was taller than her, at least 1.8 meters tall, the fat mother swallowed, pointed at Dong Yi and said, "You mean he is my son?"

Dong Biao nodded immediately: "Yes, yes!"

"He...he...how old is he?"

"I'll do the math..." Dong Biao immediately muttered, "Ah Zhen is four years younger than A Yi, and she was pregnant for one year. From this point of view, A Yi should only be three years old!"

Looking at Dong Yi's head and figure, Dong Biao also felt embarrassed, but in order to evoke the memory of the fat mother, with the mentality of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, he said bravely: "He is ours. Son, this year is three years old!"

"Damn it...he's a fucking three-year-old!"

The fat mother stared round her eyes, looked at Dong Biao beside her, and said in a trembling voice, "Biao Gege...isn't her husband, you said he was only three years old? Isn't that right, why do I remember that he seems to be an elder in your clan... ..."

Dong Biao immediately interrupted: "You remember wrongly, he is really our child!"

Immediately afterwards, Dong Biao hurriedly came to Dong Yi's side, and seeing Dong Yi staring at a pair of dead fish eyes, looking so hopeless in life, he almost had the word "reluctance" engraved on his forehead.

Seeing that Dong Yi was motionless like a log, Dong Biao slapped Dong Yi on the shoulder, and lowered his voice to blame: "You idiot, you still haven't said hello to your mother!"

Dong Yi rolled his eyes with a look of reluctance: "Have you ever seen a three-year-old child take the initiative to say hello?

Just think that you are mentally retarded and haven't learned to speak yet! "

"Stinky boy, why do I work so hard? It's not for your mother to recover soon.

Please cooperate with me obediently! ! ! "

Seeing Dong Biao's cannibalism, Dong Yi sighed helplessly, waved his hand to Fat Mom with extreme reluctance, and said expressionlessly, "Hi, hello Mom, I'm your three-year-old son!"

The fat mother nodded subconsciously, and looked at Dong Biao: "Honey, did you make a mistake, he looks like this... no matter how you look at it, he is not three years old..."

Dong Biao smiled awkwardly, and looked at Dong Yi viciously: "Hurry up!"

"I yelled, mom, I yelled for a long time, what else do you want from me!" Dong Yi curled his lips.

"Who told you to call it that, you must have the actions, demeanor, and tone of a three-year-old child!
What you want to call is not mom, you want to call me like a child, so why call me——! "

"Dad, it's alright. I've already cooperated with you very well. I'm an adult and a tall, seven-foot-tall man. Is it appropriate for you to ask me to play a child?"

This performance is enough to cheer you up, look at me, such a big person, a discerning eye can tell at a glance, how could I be a three-year-old child!

According to your way of acting, fortunately, no one saw me at home, otherwise if I was seen by outsiders, I would have to laugh out loud! "

"Didn't you always want to be an actor? Look at you, how can you look like an actor?"

"That was in the past. Besides, even if the best actor of the Oscars came, he would not be able to play a three-year-old child!"

"Stinky boy, in order to let your mother recover her memory as soon as possible, what's wrong with you sacrificing a bit, I ask you if you are called!"

Seeing Dong Biao's insistence, Dong Yi sighed helplessly, looked at Fat Mom, gritted his teeth, blushed, and choked out two words: "Well..."

Seeing the man across the way, the fat mother looked unlovable, she nodded subconsciously, looked at Dong Biao and asked, "Husband, this... is this man really only three years old?"

Dong Biao made unreasonable words, pointed at a deer as a horse, and patted Dong Yi on the shoulder: "Of course you are only three years old. Why should I lie to you?"

The fat mother was still not sure. Just now she looked at the two people in front of her and muttered a lot. When the man reluctantly called her mother, she felt that she woke up today as if she had an extremely absurd dream!
Suddenly he thought of something, covered his face and started crying. This frightened the father and son. Dong Biao hurriedly came to Fat Mom and asked carefully: "Wife, what's wrong with you?"

The fat mother was crying, with a grievance on her face: "Well, you Dong Biao, I promised to be with you at the beginning because you are honest and responsible. I didn't expect you to have such a big and unknown son, woo woo woo... "

Hearing this, Dong Biao was stunned, speechless, not knowing how to persuade the fat mother.

Sitting on the chair, Dong Yi couldn't help but let out a long sigh, shrugged and spread his hands: "Dad, look!
I said that I will not participate in today's matter, it's all right now, let's make trouble, let's make trouble!
I was an innocent and good boy, but my origin is unknown!
What is this called! "

After speaking, he got up from the chair and was about to leave. Seeing this, Dong Biao hurriedly asked, "Sai Zi, where are you going?"

"I'll avoid it for a while, so as not to drag out your mistress later!"

Then he went out without looking back, and went out of the house non-stop to find Zhao Min, thinking that he would stay with Zhao Min these few days to avoid suspicion!

As for what to do with his mother, there was nothing he could do to help him, so he could only leave it to his father who likes to be a director!
After Dong Yi escaped from the house, there were only Dong Biao and Fat Ma at home. Dong Biao talked all kinds of things, and finally persuaded Fat Ma!

Until night fell, when Xiaoling and Ah Zhen went home, Ah Zhen saw that Dong Biao was the only one busy in the kitchen, and she was curious: "Dad, where is Mom?"

"Your mother is too sad today, she will be resting in your room!"

"What about the old man, why is he not here!"

"Oh, that brat, he ran out of the house early this morning. I don't think he will come back for a few days. I can only say that today's plot arrangement is too early, and the pace is a bit big. By the way, Ah Zhen !"

Ah Zhen stared at her eyes: "What's wrong?"

"Tomorrow, you get up earlier, we, father and daughter, cooperate and see if we can wake up your mother's memory!"

A-Zhen curled her lips: "Okay then, but how will you act then?"

"I'll tell you after dinner!"

(End of this chapter)