remedial plan

trouble 7

Zhou Qiyun and Shuai Shuai sat facing each other, their eyes were sharp and serious, and Shuai Shuai's heart trembled.

"name?"

"Cheng Cheng."

"Those two words?"

"...that's Cheng!" Shuai Shuai scratched his head and thought in distress. He really couldn't be blamed for asking people how their names were written when they went out.

Zhou Qiyun gave up, "Forget it, identity?"

"A waiter at the Secret Garden Cafe and a T college student."

"Look?"

Shuai Shuai tilted his head to think, "Very cute, very cute and quite understanding, gentle and considerate..."

Zhou Qiyun blushed, "..."

Zhou Boxiong has been very leisurely recently. He has nothing to do to practice Tai Chi and sword dancing. If he feels too leisurely, he can go to Ling Suming's house to see his old face wrinkled like a chrysanthemum. Play two games. If he accidentally wins Ling Suming, see Seeing that his old face was depressed and ugly like constipation, he immediately felt calm and relaxed.

When Zhou Qiyun called, he answered the phone happily. After a while, his rosy face gradually turned livid and then pale. Finally, he smashed the landline and went straight to Ling's house angrily to prepare his theory.

"bang bang bang"

Sister Lin hurried out to open the door wearing her skirt and hands full of foam, "Who is it? It's so late, why are you here in such a hurry? Wait..."

The door just opened a small crack, when someone pushed it open forcefully from the outside, Zhou Boxiong yelled outside the door.

"Ling Suming, you son of a bitch, come out for me. Where's your Ling Che?" He barged in aggressively, looking for people from room to room. There was no one in the living room, no one in the dining room, no one in the kitchen, no one in the study, no one in the bedroom. …Finally, in the bathroom behind the bedroom door, Ling Suming was found sitting on the toilet wearing reading glasses and reading the newspaper. The two looked at each other in embarrassment.

Ling Suming, who was naked but covered up with newspapers, became furious, "Crazy, you have to come in even when I'm in the toilet, get out quickly, or I'll make you look good."

Zhou Boxiong's old face turned red, and he was also very embarrassed. He originally planned to leave, but when he heard Ling Suming's unceremonious tone, he stiffened his neck and shouted at him, "You think I want to come in? I don't even bother with you like this." Look, if it wasn't for my grandson, you think I would never come in?"

"What's wrong with your grandson? Is it possible that I can still eat your grandson?" Ling Suming said dissatisfied.

"It's not you who did anything to my grandson, it's your grandson who ate my grandson." Zhou Boxiong panted through his nose and said harshly.

Ling Suming reached for the paper and raised the things in his hand, "I'll talk about this later, you go out first, let me wipe it first."

"... Hurry up." Zhou Boxiong left without forgetting to tell, and closed the door behind him.

Five minutes later, Ling Suming and Zhou Boxiong sat facing each other in the study, with two cups of tea between them.

"What did you just say? My grandson ate your grandson? Although he loves meat, he seems to have never heard that Xiao Che loves human flesh?" Ling Suming was worried. He hadn't seen his grandson for nearly ten years. It didn't take long to face the tragedy of the grandson committing a crime, and the white-haired man sending the black-haired man.

"That's not what I mean." Zhou Boxiong said seriously, "I mean your grandson is in a relationship with mine. What do you say now? The granddaughter I'm going to marry didn't say she was going to marry her grandson. You have to give me an explanation. "

"Wait, let me think about it." Ling Suming took out a blank paper and a pen, "Tell me again, what is it all about?"

"To put it simply, my grandson Xiaochen worked in a coffee shop called 'Secret Garden' where your grandson lives, and then accidentally met your grandson, and the two of them ended up together like this."

Ling Suming wrote down the key words and pushed the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Then how did you know about this?"

"I didn't send the fifth child to seduce your grandson before, but it didn't work out. Instead, I mixed with your grandson's classmate, a foreign devil. Today, the two went shopping, and then heard that Xiao Che invited me to dinner, so she chased after him out of curiosity, and saw The person who looks like Xiao Chen, she only found out about it after asking the foreign devils, and she called me." Zhou Boxiong finished speaking in one breath, picked up the teacup on the table to moisten his throat, "Tell me, what do you do now? manage?"

Ling Suming frowned, granddaughter Dink, grandson Goji, what crime did he commit in his previous life, he thought for a moment, "Why don't we go to Xiaoche's now?"

"Okay, I'll ask Xiaoding to come and drive." Zhou Boxiong is an old chief after all, so he still has the right to find someone to drive.

"Let's go then."

After discussing a partnership, the two rushed downstairs, and Sister Lin shouted behind Ling Suming.

"Master, it's almost nine o'clock, where are you going? Did you bring your key belt? Do you want to come back at night..."

Before she finished speaking, the door closed with a "bang", and she frowned and sighed. This person is living more and more like a child at the age of 60. He said that the wind is the rain, and he can leave as soon as he says, and he doesn't Knowing whether she had brought the key belt or not, it seemed that she would not want to go to bed early tonight.

Cheng Chen leaned on the sofa to watch TV with his newly carried white and fluffy Yuan Baoxiong. The bathroom door opened. Ling Che's black hair was slightly curly with a touch of wildness. He picked up the clothes basket, and inside were himself and Cheng Chen. clothes, poured them into the washing machine, then put his arms around Cheng Chen, showing off, "Smell, does it smell good?"

"That's the smell of shampoo and shower gel, it has nothing to do with you." Cheng Chen didn't look back, "Have you put your clothes in the washing machine?"

"It's in." Ling Che said triumphantly.

Cheng Chen nodded, "Did you take out the socks and underwear?"

"...they are too unrecognizable, next time I will try to pick them out from the vast pile of clothes." Ling Che raised his hands in promise, squeezed Cheng Chen's face, and turned his face to his own, "today Can it be late...huh?"

Cheng Chen's fair cheeks flushed immediately, he opened his mouth, saw Ling Che's expectant handsome face, Nuo Mo nodded.

"Then I'll have some appetizers now." Ling Che kissed Cheng Chen's tender lips with a wicked smile, as soft and wet as expected, and his heart fluttered.

"Ding dong ding dong..."

The doorbell, which hadn't rang for hundreds of years, seemed to be beckoning desperately at this moment.Ling Che got up and opened the door with a dark face. There were his grandfather and Zhou's grandfather standing outside the door. He was startled and gestured for Cheng Chen to avoid quickly. However, the usual tacit understanding was not enough. Cheng Chen stepped forward suspiciously, "Who is that?" ?”

When he came to the door, he froze when he saw the two old men, his mind went blank.

Cheng Chenjun's face was rosy, his thin lips were not tinged with vermilion, they were extraordinarily red and gaudy.Don't think about it, it is definitely his grandson who spoiled the well-behaved Cheng Chen. Ling Suming turned his mind, stepped forward and slapped him, and scolded angrily, "Idiots, spoiling you every day and spoiling you like this , how can I be sorry for your Grandpa Zhou."

Seeing Cheng Chen, Zhou Boxiong took a deep breath and pulled the dazed grandson to his side, "Xiao Chen, how are you? Is it uncomfortable? It's all about grandpa's fault. Did Ling Che bully you? Did..." He An old face was flushed and he couldn't say certain words, he could only stare with concern with a pair of old eyes.

Ling Che stubbornly remained silent, letting his grandfather swear at people, punching and kicking twice from time to time, but it was thunderous and raining, and it was not as painful as the first slap. He looked at Cheng Chen with concern and saw that he was bright His big eyes were full of bewilderment and confusion.

Seeing his grandson like this, Ling Suming understood a little bit, but he was happy in his heart. He knew that his grandson liked a man early in the morning, but his heart was still in a ball. After consulting everywhere, he found out that this kind of thing is like bending a steel rod, even if it is true If it is straightened, I'm afraid it will be difficult to return to the original state, so it's better to let nature take its course. Seeing that Zhou Qiyun couldn't straighten his grandson, he gave up. In his heart, he just asked his grandson to find a man to fix it. How did he know that the object was Cheng Chen, but he couldn't help but feel lucky.

This kid Cheng Chen is well-behaved, sensible, and considerate. He would be at ease if he was really with Xiao Che, but this can't be shown in front of Zhou Boxiong. The two have known each other for many years, so how can he not know him? Heart, finally there is a grandson who is still extremely guilty of his mother, so guilty that he dare not even look at his grandson often, for fear of being tormented by his own conscience. So this villain has to do it himself, or his grandson will have a broken leg if he doesn't break two ribs. The soldier's style is quick and ruthless, who knows which leg his grandson will be broken.

He thought about it in his heart, his hands were not too fast, and the wrinkled old hand patted his body with a crisp sound, but he kept cursing, "You bastard, pointing to you, quickly find me a good girl to marry To carry on the family line of our old Ling family, but if you don’t listen, are you trying to piss me off? See if I don’t beat you to death..."

Seemingly awakened by the crisp sound of "pop", seeing Ling Che with his stiff neck allowing Ling Suming to beat and scold him, his heart ached.He broke free from Zhou Boxiong's grip on his hand, stood beside Ling Che to stop Ling Suming's falling hand, and said seriously, "Grandpa, Grandpa Ling, don't blame Ling Che, I like him."

Zhou Boxiong's old face turned pale, and he was shocked and asked in a trembling voice, "You, you, what did you say? Tell me again?"

Cheng Chen held Ling Che's hand involuntarily, as if the heat from the handshake gave him courage, "Grandpa, I like him, and I want to be with him." The two looked at each other and smiled, their eyes were full of each other.

Zhou Boxiong was dumbfounded, his anger overflowed his whole body but he had no place to vent. He always smiled gently at his favorite grandson. The shy and handsome grandson shouldn't go on this wrong path. He glared at Ling Che.

Feeling Zhou Boxiong's anger, Ling Che held Cheng Chen's hand tightly, puffed up his chest and said solemnly, "Grandpa Zhou, Cheng Chen and I really like each other." Cheng Chen's face flushed slightly, and he looked seriously at him with bright black eyes. he.

Zhou Boxiong was a little dazed, Ling Suming hurriedly supported him, he calmed down, with a pale old face, and tremblingly said, "You, you, I don't care, you explain to your father yourself."

He was heartbroken but helpless, he wanted to beat the mandarin ducks but he couldn't do it, no one knew better than himself how stubborn and persistent his grandson's gentle and calm temperament was, when his mother had an accident, he wanted to take him back to Zhou's house, but Xiaochen refused, leaving himself alone Locked in the room for three days and three nights without eating or drinking, he had no choice but to give up, and now...

I'm afraid only Xiao Chen can figure it out.Zhou Boxiong sighed quietly, "Let's go."

"Huh?" Ling Suming was at a loss, "Just leave like this?" Is this too fast?

"What are you staying for? Be their light bulb?" Zhou Boxiong gave his old friend an angry look, don't think I don't know what you're thinking just now.

Ling Suming's eyes flickered, "Let's go, let's go!"

Cheng Chen was obviously relieved, he knew he was not filial, but if he liked it, he liked it, and he couldn't control it.

"Xiao Che, do you know about Xiao Chen? Xiao Chen is a good aunt...child, you must cherish it." Ling Suming did not forget to remind her before catching up with her old friend.

Seeing off the two old men, Ling Che put his arms around Cheng Chen, "Are you all right?"

"It's okay," Cheng Chen lowered his eyes, "I just feel that I'm particularly unfilial."

Ling Che rubbed his head, "There's nothing wrong with liking someone."

"En." Cheng Chen replied, but also worried, "And my father and uncle!"

Ling Che took his hand and kissed it, "It's me."

Satisfied to see a rosy handsome face.

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There are some things before, so the update is not timely, sorry.