The landlord is a subject

On the way back, Zheng Jiaming thought a lot, but it was just a mess in his head, and he couldn't think of a reason at all. When he walked to the door of the house, he really felt at a loss.

Fangzheng could probably get to the entanglement in Zheng Jiaming's heart, he was not in a hurry, he just stood aside, watching Zheng Jiaming's helpless and hesitant face, pinching his shoulder and stroking his back when appropriate.

Zheng Jiaming finally got his mind together and was about to knock on the door when it opened.

Father Zheng stood in the door with a forbearance but gentle smile on his face.

"Dad..." Zheng Jiaming felt startled.

"Uncle." Fangzheng greeted hurriedly.

"Ah, here we come." Father Zheng tried his best to be calm, "I saw you a long time ago, why didn't you knock on the door when you came back? Come in quickly."

Father Zheng entered the door first, and the two young men followed obediently like the chickens behind the old hen, especially the tall and tall one, the picture was even more weird.

"Dad, what about my mom?"

"Ah, I went dancing with your aunt and haven't come back yet."

"so late……"

Zheng Jiaming also knew that it was probably for the convenience of his father to "have a good talk" with Fangzheng, after all, it was not good in front of his aunt.

"Jiaming, you..."

"Dad, I'm sweating a lot today, so I'm going to take a shower first."

"...Ang, then you go, go to bed early."

"kindness."

Zheng Chenggong nodded in relief, his son is very good, so he won't be chased away.

Zheng Jiaming left the stage, and Fangzheng knew that his first review was over.

"Ahem... sit down, don't be polite."

Father Zheng sat down on the sofa first, and Fang Zheng also sat across from him. There was a small glass coffee table between the two of them, and the fruit placed on it was brought over by Fang Zheng during the day.

Fangzheng tried his best to pretend to be well-behaved, waiting for Dad Zheng to speak, but he waited for a long time but still couldn't get it, he couldn't get up or down, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

"Uncle, if you have any questions, just ask."

"Ah, there's nothing to ask." Zheng's father walked down the slope, reluctantly speaking, "It was about Jiaming's grandma earlier, and Jiaming came back alone at that time."

The meaning in the words was obvious. In fact, the Zheng family thought that their son had lost love again, but they didn't expect that Fangzheng would come to the house after such a long time.

"I'm to blame for this." Fangzheng knew that no one was to blame, and he never wanted to shirk his responsibility. "A comrade-in-arms of mine came to Changchun to look for me before. Later, I sent him back to the army. Something happened on the way and he was delayed."

With a few simple words, a serious matter was covered up in such an understatement, and Fangzheng was not lying. He knew that Zheng's father would not believe his words, but regarding the matter with Zheng Jiaming, he He didn't want anyone else to intervene, even if this person was Zheng Jiaming's father.

Father Zheng has a thin skin, and he knew that this was Fang Zheng's nonsense, but he had no choice but to ask with a shy face.

"Xiao Fang, you and Jiaming...you have no problem, right?" Zheng's father was worried that the boys finally got together, so don't ask a word, young people nowadays think too much, "Oh, I didn't It doesn't mean that the two of you didn't get in touch a few days ago, and Jiaming wasn't in a good mood... Now that you're here, I feel much more relieved."

"It's okay, Zheng Jiaming and I are on good terms. It's just that I was delayed before and couldn't tell him right away. He lost his phone again. He was also worried about me and angry with me."

Sigh... Poor Dad Zheng is very old, but he still listens to Fang Zheng say this, it seems like he is showing affection.

"Eh...that's good, you can handle your affairs yourself." Dad Zheng took a sip of tea and reorganized his words, "Well, Xiao Fang, you know that Jiaming bought a house in Hefei, right?"

"..."

Fangzheng's heart skipped a beat, and the relaxed expression on his face instantly collapsed. After a while, he smiled and said, "I just heard."

"Oh, Jiaming hasn't told you yet?" Dad Zheng didn't show any regret or annoyance on his face, but his tone was shocked.

"……yes."

Is it an illusion?Dad Zheng thinks he has won back?

Next, while Zheng Jiaming was taking a bath, Zheng Chenggong and Fang Zheng talked about what happened during this time, and Fangzheng and Zheng Jiaming's future plans. When Zheng's mother came back with her aunt, the two were still chatting on the sofa To cheer up, Zheng Jiaming almost fell asleep at that time.

"Hey, isn't this the tall man in the daytime?" Auntie saw the big man on the sofa as soon as she entered the door, "Did you come here with Jia Ming?"

"Yes, auntie." Fangzheng got up and greeted the two aunties with a smile.

"Have you had dinner yet?" Zheng Ma followed suit.

"I've eaten it, and I ate it with Zheng Jiaming."

"Oh, where's Jiajia? Are you sleeping?"

"Well, he's tired from work."

"Xiao Fang, you should wash up and go to bed earlier. Did you come by plane? That is also tiring, so go to bed early."

"Okay, thank you auntie."

"Why are you polite, I'll clean up your room."

Zheng Ma didn't say much and went upstairs.

Hehe, Fangzheng, who was reduced to sleeping in the guest room, lighted a wax silently for himself.

Fangzheng didn't have a change of clothes, but Father Zheng didn't mean to bring clothes for him. Fangzheng is now a man with his tail between his legs, and he didn't dare to make any demands. building.

Zheng Jiaming's room was on the first floor, not far from the stairs. Before Fangzheng went upstairs, he stood by his door for a while, but unfortunately there was no movement inside. Fangzheng didn't dare to do anything wrong on his property, so he went upstairs resentfully.

Zheng Jiaming was indeed tired, but he couldn't sleep.Originally, Fang Zheng had no hope at all, otherwise he would not have changed his phone number, but Fang Zheng came to him unexpectedly. Although Zheng Jiaming vaguely had such expectations, he never considered them. When this expectation became a reality, he How to deal with it.

The relationship faded, the house was sold, the number changed... what else can I do?

Zheng Jiaming turned over, thought about the time when his grandma died, recalled the situation and mood at that time, and finally felt that it is very difficult to forgive others easily, and Zheng Jiaming's ideological awareness Obviously not that high.

Fangzheng was extremely tired. Although he took a nap in the afternoon, he was still very sleepy.Before falling asleep, he kept thinking about Dad Zheng's words.

"Jiaming bought a house in Hefei, do you know that?"

The house in Changchun is sold as soon as it is sold, and the house in Hefei is bought as soon as it is bought. Is Zheng Jiaming determined to break up with him?

Although he knew that he was mainly responsible, Fangzheng still couldn't help being a little angry. He didn't expect Zheng Jiaming to be so decisive. Anyway, wait for him to come back!

At the last moment when he closed his eyes, Fangzheng hesitated, should he tell Zheng Jiaming about his resignation?If Zheng Jiaming found out, would he be moved by his behavior, or would he despise him even more because he became a vagrant?

Zheng's father and Zheng's mother couldn't sleep either, talking about the child in a low voice.

"What did Xiao Fang say?"

"What else can he say? It's a misunderstanding. He said he was going to send off his comrades, but something happened and it was delayed."

"What can take so long?"

"He didn't say anything, and he can't say much about things in the army."

"Then... that's all for now?"

"Oh, you can do your own thing with peace of mind, and we can't take care of theirs." Dad Zheng finally understood that his son has the upper hand in the current battlefield, and there is no need for the old couple to help out. Appears to be a bully.

"What you said, Jiajia is my son, I don't feel sorry for him?"

"Don't worry! I see, Jiaming is different from before. This kid has grown up a lot and is sensible. According to me, it's a good thing. In the future, Jiaming will be closer to us, and we can take care of everything. Back off Wan Bu said, if Xiao Fang can't get along with him anymore, it can only be said that they have no fate. Anyway, I feel sorry for Zheng Chenggong's son, so who can stop bullying him!"

Mama Zheng laughed, and pushed Papa Zheng's arm, "I really can't see it, you old bastard still has a conscience."

"Look at you... Oh, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, sleep!"

Zheng Ma rolled her eyes, smiled and fell asleep.