The story between me and the building opposite

When I got home, I seemed to be still stepping on the clouds.

Just when I was still dizzy, my mother called again: "Zai Zai, are you busy now~"

"Busy." I could tell what my mother was going to say by moving my toes.

"That cub, mom won't bother you, will she?"

"disturb."

"Now that Zai Zai has grown up, I think my mother is too old, and then I start to hate her." After I told my mother verbatim, I picked my ears: "Mom, you have said this many times gone."

The other side of the phone started again: "You are starting to behave like this now, you don't like your mother anymore, don't you?"

Sighing: "Mom, can't I go on a blind date on Saturday?"

Anyway, if I agree, it’s not me anymore, hehehehe.

"Why are you so perfunctory to me now? You must not love your mother anymore."

The duplication of voices stunned the mother on the other end, and continued: "Fortunately, I don't like girls. If I marry a daughter-in-law, won't I just forget my mother?"

"Mom." A baby mother really couldn't stand it: "Where's my dad?"

"Your dad is at work." The mother who was interrupted cried: "You despise mom now, ignore me, just ask your dad; you just like dad more than mom."

If only my dad was at home, the other party will always have a way to treat her at this time.

"Baby mother, I like you the most, my dad also likes you the most, and your future son will also like you the most." I couldn't help trembling while saying disgusting words: "Okay, okay, If you cry badly, my dad will be very distressed when he goes back and sees it."

Then I also heard the other person burp.

I really don't know how my dad put up with my mom.

This is probably love.