Combined with these words, He Bo looked at Zeng Lan with eyes full of anger, and looked at Zeng Lan inexplicably.

"Yeah, your temper is getting bigger and bigger now, and you get angry when you disagree..." Zeng Lan, as the real head of the family, has never been so angry. Without saying a word, her eyes widened.

"You seemed to say that you learned the lock specially for me, right?" He Bo's eyes and words made Zeng Lan unable to stare any longer.

"Well, I think I can explain it." Zeng Lan said weakly, feeling that she could still save her life.

"Explain me with a hammer. You want to send me to heaven. You cook today's meals and wash the clothes. You don't accept rebuttals." He Bo was very stubborn. After all, there are really not many opportunities for Zeng Lan to work. .

In particular, Zeng Lan had been on vacation for a few days, and he was in a panic. Combined with today's words, he found some free time, and when Zeng Lan was dismissed, he could go to the balcony to smoke a cigarette. He hadn't smoked for several days. .

"Okay, okay, I'll cook and do the laundry." Zeng Lan also knew that she was wrong, so she nodded silently, as if she agreed.

He Bo, on the other hand, was happy to go upstairs, came to his personal world, smoked a real cigarette, and watched Zeng Lan nodding in agreement, he went upstairs happily, appeared on the balcony, and looked into the distance with emotion on his face .

"Life is really beautiful. Smoking a cigarette for a few days makes me so happy." He Bo felt that he could smoke a cigarette carefree, and felt that his whole body was rejuvenated. It is poetry and distance.

But as soon as he bowed his head, he felt that life had deceived himself, as if there was no poetry and distant places he thought, but was full of troubles in front of him.

Because he saw the three dull faces downstairs, looking at him in unison.

He Bo's hand, which was about to hold the cigarette just now, was very stiff.

"Actually, things are not as I said. I usually smoke a lot, and no one dares to control me...I will come down and open the door for us." He Bo looked at the three pairs of eyes, and was a little confused for a moment.

If it was just He Yu and He Yu, he didn't care about his image, after all his family knew about his family affairs, but after Wen Mocheng was behind, he felt that his image could still be maintained.

He Bo glanced at the cigarette in his hand, then at Wen Mocheng.

Finally, I don’t have to light a cigarette on the balcony, the wind smokes, my wife smokes me, and I smoke the wind, but the reality is cruel... hey.

He Bo's heart melted into a sigh, it was as good as heaven's fortune, with Wen Mocheng's arrival, he couldn't stay on the balcony anymore, if only He Yu and He Yu came back, he would definitely not stay there.

But when Wen Mocheng came back, it was different, he couldn't smoke anymore.

"Your father is really interesting." Wen Mocheng watched He Bo disappear into the balcony with strange eyes, with a strange expression on his face.

"Sister Mocheng, you still call 'your dad', you can change your name and call me dad directly."

He Yu didn't reply, but what He Yu said made Wen Mocheng's face turn red slightly.

And this matter also made He Yu smile, and didn't say much, because the change should really come soon.

However, just as He Yu was thinking, the door of the house opened.

"Husband, why are you opening the door carefully? Shouldn't you be smoking on the balcony?" Zeng Lan was holding a lot of clothes, sheets and the like, obviously planning to do a big cleaning, but watching He Bo open the door The door looks like a puzzled face.

How could she not be clear about Xiao Jiujiu in He Bo's heart? The so-called anger was nothing more than a few reasons, either wanting to smoke or going out to drink with friends.

However, she also knew that getting He Bo to quit smoking was not a short-term matter, and she only asked him to smoke one every few days.

"Mo Cheng is here."

"Mo Cheng is here?"

He Bo turned his head and responded, and immediately told Zeng Lan not to say anything, and directly put the sheets and the like back in place again, and hurriedly tidied up his own image.

"Hello, uncle and aunt."

Wen Mocheng watched He Bo open the door, and then Zeng Lan looked eagerly into his eyes.

"Mocheng is here. Auntie is very happy. I just learned to lock recently. Here is a welcome ceremony for you." Zeng Lan looked at Wen Mocheng with an uncontrollable smile on her face.

He took Wen Mocheng's hand directly, walked into the house, and said something casually, but Wen Mocheng's eyes were frozen for an instant, and then he looked at He Yu for help.

And He Yu and He Yu also looked at each other, with a strange look on their faces, and glanced at Zeng Lan, and finally He Yu stood up.

"That, Mom, no need, sit down and rest."

He Yu also wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

There is no one who does not cry when playing erhu, and there is no soul that cannot be sent away by Suo Na.

Zeng Lan's words are still lingering in his mind. Before he heard this, he could still accept his mother blowing the lock, but after hearing what his mother said, he now feels that Zeng Lan picked up the lock and blows it at himself. It is sending your own soul away.

He would rather not have this kind of welcome ceremony, not now, let alone in the future.

"Don't you need it? It's a pity that I'm talented. Forget it, Mocheng, I've prepared a beautiful gift for you. Come with me."

Zeng Lan felt a little distressed as if she didn't get the chance to express herself, and sighed softly.

But this sigh caused He Yu and He Yu to wipe the cold sweat off their foreheads.

With such a talent, one must never hear Zeng Lan's words, otherwise, no one would dare to appreciate this talent, because listening to it, one feels as if one's own soul has been sent away.

Chapter 280 Do you want to be the king next door (repair)

"Go and do things, Auntie said to show me Gancheng."

After Wen Mocheng sat at He Yu's house for a while, it was obvious that this time she came here, she was not as stiff as last time, but relaxed a lot, cooking with Zeng Lan, chatting happily about interesting things.

She knew that He Yu had quite a lot of things to do when he returned to Gancheng so early.

After all, the end of the year, as the boss of many companies, you don't have to worry about it on weekdays, but throughout the year, you have to go to the company to listen, even if it's just a formality.

"kindness."

He Yu nodded lightly, confirming that he still has a lot to do.

Moreover, it seems that after Mi Miao came in, he hasn't seen him much for a whole year, and he has an important matter, which he didn't tell Wen Mocheng.

He Yu packed up and went out, but as for where He Yu was going, Zeng Lan just took a look and didn't care, and continued to chat with Wen Mocheng.

After all, she didn't care where He Yu went, as long as Wen Mocheng had no objections.

After coming out of the house, He Yu drove towards the headquarters of Tianci Automobile. It has to be said that the Youjiang County has really changed a lot at this time.

The streets are cleaner and more prosperous, especially in the Tianci Industrial Zone, where towering factories rise one by one.

There is a taste of the city, and the overall appearance of Youjiang County has changed a lot.

As the magistrate of Youjiang County, Liao Zhi is really satisfied with the current development of Youjiang County. Even, he no longer wants to hear other people's reports, so he started to hang out. The county's economy is simply crossing the river.

A Tianci car made Youjiang County truly the best-developed county under Gancheng, and the overall per capita income has been rising steadily.

Even he was thinking, if the Mie Ding Group was also in Youjiang, perhaps it would not be a dream to surpass Gancheng.

However, this was just his thinking. If he really brought it up, he might be scolded bloody by Han Qiang.

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