I Really Didn’t Want to be Born Again

Beep, beep, beep.

Hi, I'm Xiao Hongwei.

Hi Uncle Xiao, I'm Chen Hansheng, I want to find Xiao Rongyu.

Han Sheng, Xiao Yu'er is resting, please call back tomorrow.

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Beep, beep, beep.

Hello, who is it?

Good morning Uncle Xiao, I'm Chen Hansheng, please let Xiao Rongyu answer the phone.

Little Yu'er went out, I'm sorry.

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Beep, beep, beep.

Uncle Xiao, I'm Chen Hansheng, and I want to find Xiao Rongyu.

Little Yu'er hasn't come back yet, you can call again at night.

It's okay, please tell her that I'm back to school today.

Hearing this sentence, the other end of the phone suddenly fell silent, as if someone had covered the receiver. Chen Hansheng had good hearing, and could vaguely recognize Xiao Hongwei's vague voice: He is going back to school today...

Chen Hansheng couldn't hear who was answering. After a while, Xiao Hongwei picked up the microphone and said, Han Sheng, I will convey it. Then you should pay attention to safety and report the news to your parents at school.

After hanging up the phone, Xiao Hongwei looked at Xiao Rongyu worriedly, and said distressedly: Why did you quarrel, tell Dad.

Xiao Rongyu was wearing a milky white suspender pajamas, with her hair loose, sitting on the sofa with her knees hugged, with a haggard look, her eyes were a little red and swollen, and her delicate oval face looked a little sharp.

She didn't speak, just sat there blankly.

After Xiao Rongyu came back last night, he directly locked the bedroom door, and Chen Hansheng called after a while.

Not to mention analyzing from the perspective of professional sensitivity, but judging from the identity of his father, Xiao Hongwei also knew that this matter must have something to do with Chen Hansheng.

Your mother is coming back soon. She will definitely ask you when she sees you in this state.

Xiao Hongwei said with a sigh.

These words finally worked. It seemed that Xiao Rongyu didn't want his mother to find out, so he finally stood up and went to wash.

Little fish.

Xiao Hongwei suddenly called to her: Are you and Chen Hansheng in love?

Xiao Rongyu suddenly turned around, and said decisively: No, not before, not now, and never in the future!

Xiao Hongwei sighed, he is someone who has experienced it and is an expert in criminal investigation, so he can tell whether his daughter is lying or not.

At noon, Xiao Rongyu's mother Lu Yuqing came home from get off work. She saw her husband washing vegetables in the kitchen and took off his coat to help.

Where's Xiao Yuer? Lu Yuqing asked.

I just woke up and took a shower.

Xiao Hongwei took the initiative to help his daughter lie.

Lu Yuqing was a little surprised: She rarely woke up so late before.

It's a holiday, and it's normal to sleep a few more hours.

Xiao Hongwei pretended to be a little impatient, and Lu Yuqing didn't ask any further questions.

After a while, Xiao Hongwei pretended not to care and said: I remember you and Chen Zhaojun's wife are quite familiar.

Liang Meijuan?

Lu Yuqing said: I used to be quite familiar with each other, but I haven't had much contact with them recently.

Then make an appointment to have a meal when you have time, and you should hang out more with friends. Xiao Hongwei said while picking vegetables.

Why, is Chen Zhaojun going to be promoted?

Lu Yuqing, who was also in the system, immediately thought of this possibility.

Xiao Hongwei couldn't help but laugh: We are all at this age and still want to promote something, just make an appointment to sit and sit.

Seeing that her husband was not telling the truth, Lu Yuqing stopped asking. Xiao Hongwei's work often involves the principle of confidentiality, and the family members are not allowed to ask more questions.

Okay, I'll help Xiao Yu'er tie her hair. I'll make an appointment when I'm free.

After Lu Yuqing left the kitchen, Xiao Hongwei wiped the water stains on his hands and sighed: We are almost at the top,

It is time to plan early for your children.

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A similar scene happened in Chen Hansheng's house, but the atmosphere was completely different.

Why is my life so hard? I haven't had a good day after marrying into the Chen family. It's so easy to hope that my son will grow up, but he turned out to be a heartless bastard.

Chen Hansheng was going back to school before the holiday was over, and Liang Meijuan nagged beside him if he couldn't persuade him.

I'm the class monitor now. Time doesn't belong to me. It belongs to all the students in the second class of public management. Mom, I can't help myself.

Chen Hansheng was talking nonsense while packing his luggage.

Bah, I really don't know why the head teacher chose you as the head of the class.

Liang Meijuan knew her son, and when he didn't want to tell the truth, his words could run the gamut.

Chen Hansheng always packed his luggage by himself, and Chen Zhaojun and Liang Meijuan would not intervene. This is a habit formed over the years, but seeing two Hong Kong specialty phoenix geese in the package, Liang Meijuan asked, Bring it to the students in the dormitory?

No, it's for the head teacher. Chen Hansheng said.

This time I specially brought home souvenirs for Guo Zhongyun, firstly to thank him for helping to quell the storm of beating people last time, and secondly to continue to maintain my personal relationship with him.

Chen Hansheng couldn't even give Guo Zhongyun a dime of red envelopes, let alone whether he would accept it or not. Once money was involved, this relatively simple teacher-student relationship would immediately deteriorate.

Before leaving, Liang Meijuan took out another 1,000 yuan for Chen Hansheng to take with her, but Chen Hansheng didn't want it at all: I'm not short of money now.

How much do you have for living expenses of the 2,000 yuan you brought with you when you started school?

Liang Meijuan is worried and must ask clearly.

Half done.

Chen Hansheng spoke the truth.

Liang Meijuan froze for a moment: It's only been a month, how do you use it?

When Chen Hansheng was studying at home, the monthly living expenses of a family of three were only about 1,000 yuan. Now that Chen Hansheng has gone to college, Liang Meijuan and Chen Zhaojun only need a few hundred yuan for daily expenses every month.

Eat, drink, buy groceries, men always have to socialize. Chen Hansheng said indifferently.

You don't even have a girlfriend, and you still socialize like others.

Liang Meijuan was almost laughed out of anger, but she was also a little strange: Then why don't you want the 1,000 yuan?

I earned another 2,500 in other places, and there is always no shortage of money.

Chen Hansheng didn't want to explain too much, so he pushed open the door and said, Old Chen, my mother, I'm leaving first, you all take care of yourself at home, quarrel when you have nothing to do, just don't fight.

Seeing Chen Hansheng's leaving back, Liang Meijuan suddenly felt a little lonely.

Old Chen, are we getting old?

How do you say that?

I feel that Han Sheng doesn't need us anymore, neither does he need money, and he doesn't talk about things. He has his own world.

Chen Zhaojun smiled, and gently put his arms around Fa's wife's shoulders: This is not very good, and we can worry less in the future.

This is not possible!

Liang Meijuan suddenly turned her eyebrows upside down: I still have to bring up a child for this little bastard. Do you have any colleagues and friends who have modest daughters, and let them get married as soon as they graduate from university.

Maybe... there is.

Chen Zhaojun didn't know that Chen Hansheng and Xiao Rongyu had broke up, and this delicate figure couldn't help but appear in his mind.

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