In order to break off the engagement, I made CEO Bingshan cry.

The heating in the car was on full blast.

Zhang Ruoyu also drives very steadily.

But this was the first time that the father and son got along in a closed carriage, and the atmosphere was very delicate and cramped.

But as someone who has been through this, it is of course impossible for Dazhi, who has a deep state of affairs, to just return to happiness like this, which is very strange.

"Binhai has changed so much." Brother Dazhi glanced at the night view outside the window. "The high-rise building is really impressive."

"Well, it's quite big." Zhang Ruoyu didn't pretend to be cold and simply responded.

"I heard that our happiness is being demolished? Are the neighbors living here all billionaires?" Brother Dazhi gossiped.

"Well, they're all quite generous." Zhang Ruoyu nodded slightly.

"Then why didn't you agree to the demolition? That house is so old. If you use the demolition money, you can probably buy a three-bedroom apartment in the city center of Binhai." Brother Dazhi lit a cigarette and made some suggestions.

"That's my home." Zhang Ruoyu said calmly. "If I sell it, I will have no home."

"You don't have a home anymore." Zhang Ruoyu turned his head and glanced at Brother Dazhi.

Brother Dazhi grinned: "You don't know me yet? I'm used to being at home everywhere. I use the sky as my quilt and the earth as my bed. I can live anywhere."

"I don't understand." Zhang Ruoyu looked away and focused on driving.

Brother Dazhi was rejected, so he closed his mouth and smoked quietly.

Driving into the happiness of super villas, Dazhi didn't even glance at it, but raised his butt slightly and looked at the six-story building that gradually came into view in the distance.

Everyone in the building was evacuated. Except for Brother Zhang and his aunt, they all moved into big houses in the city.

After parking the car, Brother Dazhi grabbed his luggage and climbed up, complaining: "I don't dare to climb hard. I'm afraid that if I step hard, the stairs will collapse."

"Then be gentle." Zhang Ruoyu followed the man and climbed the stairs slowly.

Father and son climbed upstairs.

Brother Dazhi glanced at the old-fashioned door and said with his lips: "Why haven't we replaced it with an electronic door? That would be so convenient. All our prisons have been replaced with smart doors."

Zhang Ruoyu said nothing and took out the key to open the door.

Brother Dazhi carried his suitcase and entered the house.

The room remained unchanged.

Apart from the renovation, all the layout remains intact.

It’s still the same old layout where even if Dazhi comes out of the bedroom with his eyes closed to urinate in the middle of the night, he won’t hit the wall.

"Small is a bit too small." Brother Dazhi shrugged with an indifferent expression. "I can live with make do."

After that, he opened his suitcase and made a simple floor in the living room.

It's so thin that it feels a bit cold when lying down in the summer.

Seeing this, Zhang Ruoyu took out a set of thick quilts from the master bedroom and thickened them with his own hands for Brother Dazhi.

"Don't bother me. I'm strong and I won't be in trouble." Brother Dazhi said politely.

"Have you had dinner?" Zhang Ruoyu asked directly.

"I'm not hungry." Brother Dazhi answered a bit incorrectly.

Zhang Ruoyu didn't say anything more and went straight into the kitchen to cook.

"Just make a bowl of noodles and deal with it." Brother Dazhi shouted towards the kitchen. "I'll eat everything."

After half an hour.

Brother Dazhi, who was neither standing nor sitting in the living room, waited for three dishes and one soup. They were all beautifully presented and must be better prepared than Queen Ma.

Zhang Ruoyu took off his apron and said, "Put it on the table after you finish eating. I'll come back to clean it up tomorrow."

After that, he picked up his coat and prepared to go back to Han's house.

"Ruoyu."

Brother Dazhi's slightly trembling voice sounded behind him: "Would you like to have some food with dad?"

Short, six words.

He has his son's name and identifies himself as his father.

Brother Dazhi seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

After speaking, my heart was beating like thunder, my throat was shaking, and I felt like I was going to die suddenly in the next second.

"Then eat something." Zhang Ruoyu nodded. "I'm a little hungry after playing mahjong all night."

Brother Dazhi was relieved, his hands and feet were numb, and he forced himself to say: "You must be hungry after staying up late playing cards, and your mother won't be able to sleep without a midnight snack."

Father and son sat facing each other.

They don’t drink from big bowls like men do. Each person holds a bowl of rice and immerses himself in eating it.

"Eat more meat."

Brother Dazhi, like a thief, put a piece of meat into his son's bowl, and then buried his head in the rice, not daring to look at each other.

Zhang Ruoyu followed a piece of green vegetable and swallowed the meat. He lowered his eyes and said nothing.

After the father and son finished eating, Zhang Ruoyu buried his head and left: "Just leave it there, I'll clean it up tomorrow."

After that, he strode away without stopping for a moment.

Even the scene where Brother Dazhi took out his cigarette and prepared to smoke it with his son after dinner was not enjoyable.

"Slow down the road."

Brother Dazhi caught up and stood at the door and warned: "It's slippery in the snow, don't be crazy."

The only response to Brother Dazhi was the sound of his son's hurried footsteps.

Lying on the window and watching his son drive away, Dazhi rolled up his sleeves, washed the dishes, and drank the remaining half bowl of soup.

Then he turned off the light, lay down on the floor made by his son, and turned around. It was very comfortable and warm.

My son was afraid that he would be cold, so he turned on the air conditioner in the living room.

in the dark.

Brother Dazhi's eyes were as wide as copper bells. He rubbed the soft quilt with his hands and feet and murmured to himself: "It's great to have a son."