I Really Didn’t Want to be Born Again

Damn it, the manager of Building F gave me broken tables and old chairs, and I would fall over if I didn't pay attention, and I even gave him a Chinese stuff!

While Chen Hansheng got up cursing, he threw the blame on the tables, chairs and administrators.

After sitting down again, Chen Hansheng kindly reminded Shen Youchu: Be careful when you sit on these chairs in the future, don't fall down.

I see.

Shen Youchu's voice was still as soft and weak as before.

Chen Hansheng's heart was beating very fast at this time, and the dong dong dong sounded like a heavy hammer beating a drum, but his voice and tone were still as stable as usual.

He was not afraid at all when Shen Youchu met Queen Mother Liang, the main reason was who was the person who was with Queen Mother Liang.

Is the one from Dongda with you?

But Chen Hansheng couldn't ask directly, the purpose would be too obvious, although Shen Youchu might not be able to see it.

cough.

Chen Hansheng coughed, and began to talk nonchalantly: My mother is the same, what to do at my school from the hotel alone, the road is not easy to walk at night.

Aunt Liang and Uncle Chen came here together.

Shen Youchu explained seriously.

Woo...

It turned out that there was only Old Chen. Chen Hansheng finally felt relieved, and took the opportunity of pretending to blow out smoke to take a deep breath.

Well, did you have a good chat?

Chen Hansheng finally laughed. In fact, he didn't care about the content of the exchange at all.

My mother knows best, she is nothing more than inquiring about the relationship between the girl and herself, and a little deeper is to understand the family background.

Not bad.

In fact, Shen Youchu didn't know what it was like to have a good chat, but that Aunt Liang had always been kind to her, and she could feel it.

All right, I'm going to find my mother now, do you want to come together?

Although he knew that Shen Youchu's character would not follow, Chen Hansheng still asked.

Shen Youchu shook his head predictably: I, I won't go there, I'll stay and tidy up the room.

But just as Chen Hansheng was about to go out, Shen Youchu took out a pair of knitted gloves from his cloth bag and handed them over.

What, for me?

Chen Hansheng tried wearing it, and found that it was much smaller.

Auntie, she said her hands were cold last night.

Shen Youchu said in a low voice.

At this time, Chen Hansheng noticed that Shen Youchu's eye bags were a bit heavy.

Did you stay up late last night knitting?

Chen Hansheng asked.

Shen Youchu blushed and did not answer, took out a rag and started cleaning.

Why.

Chen Hansheng sighed, put the gloves in his pocket, and went straight to the hotel without saying anything.

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Unexpectedly, Xiao Rongyu was also in the hotel. She was sitting by the bed chatting with Chen Zhaojun and his wife.

Hey, there are three members of your family here, it seems that I am an outsider.

Chen Hansheng greeted with a smile.

Xiao Rongyu turned her head, revealing a warm smile, her complexion was more radiant than snow, and her dimpled smile was like a brilliant peach blossom.

Aren't you an outsider?

Liang Meijuan gave Chen Hansheng a white look: I came to Jianye and got a cold bump on my hand. Xiao Yuer asked for leave in the morning to help me buy leather gloves at Dongshan Department Store. How about you?

Chen Hansheng was slightly taken aback, Liang Meijuan was indeed holding a pair of black crocodile leather gloves, which looked quite lustrous, and the price should not be cheap.

He calmly stuffed the knitted gloves deep in his pocket, and said disapprovingly: Where do you want to go to Dongshan Department Store, just buy a pair at Yiwu Small Commodity City.

Look, look, this is the son I have raised for 18 years.

Liang Meijuan said to Xiao Rongyu: Xiao Yu'er, when looking for a boyfriend in the future, don't look for such a person.

I am reluctant to buy a pair of gloves for my mother.

Xiao Rongyu smiled with his eyes bent, and was about to say something when the phone suddenly rang.

After answering the phone, Xiao Rongyu stuck out her tongue: Uncle Chen, Aunt Liang, I have to go back first, I didn't ask for leave with the counselor when I went out in the morning, she called to ask about the situation, Xiao Chen, you stay here with Aunt Liang Have a meal.

Okay, hurry back and explain the situation to the counselor, pay attention to safety.

Liang Meijuan exhorted with concern.

After Xiao Rongyu left, Liang Meijuan's friendly expression just now suddenly became cold.

Chen Hansheng pretended not to see it, and said in his mouth: These gloves are really good, Xiao Yu'er really put his heart into it.

Liang Meijuan snorted and snatched the gloves from Chen Hansheng.

Chen Hansheng didn't care, and took out another pair of knitted gloves from his pocket with a smile: Shen Youchu knitted these for you last night.

Liang Meijuan took it in surprise, the gloves had clear lines, which meant that Shen Youchu often did things at home.

Looking at the leather glove on her left hand and the knit glove on her right hand, Liang Meijuan was silent for a long time, then suddenly picked up the kettle beside the bed and tried to smash Chen Hansheng.

Little bastard, look what you have done!

Chen Zhaojun hurried up to stop him. There was still hot water in the teapot, and it was not a joke to get really scalded.

Chen Hansheng also quickly avoided, and said in his mouth: Mother, the ancients said that if you use a small stick, you will suffer, but if you use a big stick, you will go away. Your old man is in a bad mood. If you beat me a few times and scold me, I will accept it, but you have to use it. If the boiling water scalds me, then I will leave first.

Otherwise I'm really burned, and you'll be sad then.

Hearing Chen Hansheng's plausible explanation, Liang Meijuan became even more angry, but she also put down the kettle, picked up the hotel slippers and threw them at Chen Hansheng.

Chen Hansheng saw that it was slippers, so he didn't dodge it. He threw himself on the bed, covered his head with the quilt, and Liang Meijuan hit him casually.

crackling

Empress Dowager Liang really worked hard, but the hotel slippers can be so lethal, and there are so many clothes to wear in autumn, Chen Hansheng almost fell asleep.

Liang Meijuan probably also knew how rascal this son was, and she was sweating, but Chen Hansheng didn't react at all.

You come to fight.

Liang Meijuan panted and handed the slippers to Chen Zhaojun.

Chen Zhaojun has always been a good man. He has always advocated the settlement of conflicts within the family through negotiation, but seeing his wife so angry, he just took the slippers and slapped Chen Hansheng's buttocks.

Chen Hansheng lifted the quilt violently and jumped up.

Old Chen, how are you playing for real?

Chen Zhaojun glanced at his wife, and couldn't say for a moment, really, can your mother calm down?

Chen Hansheng rubbed his butt, seeing Liang Meijuan still sitting on the bed in a fit of rage, he put his arms around his shoulders with a playful smile: Mom, I beat and scolded, let's go have lunch.

Hey, your father and I are honest people, how did you give birth to a son like you?

Liang Meijuan saw that the hard ones were not good enough, so she came to the soft ones. She took two sets of gloves and said emotionally: The palms are fleshy, and the backs are fleshy, but you can't possibly want both.

Chen Hansheng pretended not to understand: Do you want goose palm for lunch?

Liang Meijuan glared at him, and had a showdown: Just tell me, which pair of gloves do you want me to wear?

You can bring whichever suit you like, it's none of my business.

Chen Hansheng said with an innocent face.

But he added another sentence: If I were you, I would have both pairs. If the pair is dirty, replace it with another pair. It's better to change the belt.

The room suddenly became quiet. After a while, Liang Meijuan rubbed her chest suddenly, and said to Chen Zhaojun, Do me a favor, and pass me the slippers again.

crackling

Another cheerful meal of fried pork with bamboo shoots.

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