to deceive

up.However, Hou Shujian was busy with his own affairs these days, so he couldn't spend more time with his son. Now that Hou Chisu came, he couldn't leave, and he couldn't go out to play with Hou Anchen.

...Or else leave Hou Chisu alone at home?Hou Shujian thought for a while, and there was no possibility, so he could only take him with him.But Hou Shujian didn't really want to go out with Hou Chisu. In fact, Hou Shujian still felt awkward when he thought about his brother's feelings for him.

Hou Shujian pushed open the bedroom door, and saw Hou Anchen sitting on a small bench beside the coffee table, gnawing on the bread in his hand while watching TV intently.

Hou Shujian sat beside him, took a piece of bread to eat, looked up at the TV, and suddenly found that Hou Anchen was watching the morning news.Hou Shujian was shocked with the bread in his mouth, and asked, "Son, do you like to watch the news?"

"I'm waiting for Conan later."

Then you watched so intently...Hou Shujian laughed.

But it's normal, Hou Anchen used to be able to watch everything seriously when watching TV, even when commercials were on, he could stare at the TV without blinking.

Hou Shujian asked him, "Don't you feel bored?"

Hou Anchen scratched his head: "It's boring."

"Then why don't you switch channels?"

"Then I'll change it now."

I don't know if my son is slow or lazy...

After Hou Shujian came over, Hou Anchen turned around and stopped watching the news. Hou Shujian rubbed his son's head and asked, "Son, do you want to go somewhere to play? The holiday is only two days away, so make good use of it."

Hou Anchen thought for a while, and said excitedly: "Teacher Jiang said that I could go to his house to play. He said he has a lot of musical instruments at home!"

Hou Shujian smiled: "Ms. Jiang may not be free these two days. If you want to go, discuss it with Mr. Jiang earlier before going."

"Dad, you didn't even ask, what if Teacher Jiang happens to be free today!"

Hou Shujian was silent for a moment, then asked, "Son, have you finished your homework?"

"I finished it a long time ago. I asked my grandma to check it for me at grandma's house before!"

Hou Shujian seriously thought about what other reason could make Hou Anchen give up and prevent himself from actively contacting Jiang Xiaoran so soon.

"An Chen, you really haven't inherited any of your father's faults." Hou Chisu walked over, sat next to Hou Shujian and took a piece of bread, "When your father was in school, he always left his homework to On the last day, if you have two days on the weekend, definitely save your homework until Sunday afternoon."

Hou Shujian waved his left hand and said in disgust: "Go, go." Although he wrote his homework late, he updated it even earlier.

Hou Anchen finished eating the bread and went back to the house.

Taking advantage of his son's absence, Hou Shujian glared at Hou Chisu: "Don't spoil my image in front of my son."

"I'm not telling the truth?"

"You can choose not to speak."

Hou Chisu spread his hands, "Okay, okay, but now when I see your hair, I will think of what happened when I was in school."

"When people miss the past, it means that they are old," Hou Shujian said casually while watching the TV, "A man named Hou Shujian said so."

"It's true to miss the past, let's forget about being old." A soft smile appeared on Hou Chisu's face, "When I was in junior high school..."

"Dad, can you come over here for a while?" Hou Anchen trotted to the living room, his expression was a little excited when he spoke.

"What's wrong?" Hou Shujian stood up, leaving behind Hou Chisu, who wanted to miss the past, and followed Hou Anchen into the house.

Hou Anchen took the extension phone in his bedroom and handed it to Hou Shujian, "I called Teacher Jiang, and he said he is free today!"

Hou Shujian looked at Hou Anchen who was holding up the phone, and couldn't help but wonder who did Hou Anchen belong to? !

fourteen

Hou Shujian looked at Hou Anchen who was holding up the phone, and couldn't help wondering who Hou Anchen was with...

Hou Shujian bit the bullet and took the phone and put it to his ear, "...Teacher Jiang."

Jiang Xiaoran on the phone had a smile in his voice, and he said methodically: "Mr. Hou, if you have other plans, I'll tell An Chen that I have something to do and let him come to play later; if it's just you who can't leave now If so, I can drive to pick An Chen up." After a moment of hesitation, he continued, "It doesn't matter if you don't want to, I can explain to An Chen."

"What do you want to explain..." Hou Shujian sighed, "I have nothing against you, you don't have to pick it up, just send me the address, and I'll take An Chen there by subway."

"Okay, I'll text right away."

"Ah."

"Mr. Hou..."

"what happened?"

"...if only your answer was the same as before that night."

Hou Shujian didn't answer his words, but said directly: "I'll see you later."

Jiang Xiaoran was not annoyed when he was ignored, and his voice didn't seem lost, "I'll see you later, Mr. Hou."

Putting down the phone, looking at Hou Anchen's big bright eyes, Hou Shujian said helplessly, "Hurry up and change your clothes."

Hou Anchen cheerfully said hello, Hou Shujian couldn't help asking himself in his heart: Is my son about to be abducted by others...?

Hou Anchen, dressed neatly, stood at the door and waited to leave. Hou Shujian tied his shoelaces unhurriedly, and said to Hou Chisu, "I'll take Anchen out for a while, and I'll be back in a while."

Hou Chisu came over, "How do you send it? Do you have a driver's license?"

"Public transportation facilities."

"I'll just send it off, I've seen that Mr. Jiang too."

Hou Shujian thought, the last time Hou Chisu met Jiang Xiaoran, Jiang Xiaoran realized that what he and Ye Xifeng said happened to Hou Chisu, and if Hou Chisu saw Jiang Xiaoran again, maybe Jiang Xiaoran would find out more thing……

So Hou Shujian resolutely refused: "I have already told him that I have passed, you can turn on the air conditioner at home and rest."

The father and son got on the subway, Hou Anchen was still a little excited, but he couldn't stop looking at Hou Shujian's face.

"what happened?"

"Dad, are you not happy that I went to Teacher Jiang's house?"

"No, Teacher Jiang is a good teacher. I'm glad you have a good relationship with him."

"But when you answered the phone just now... you looked a bit reluctant, and now you don't look happy."

He just rejected Jiang Xiaoran mercilessly a few days ago, so why should he go to see him happily now...

"Because... something happened before, so I feel a little embarrassed when I see Mr. Jiang now. It's not that I dislike Mr. Jiang. He takes care of you so much. I can't even thank him in time." Hou Shujian rubbed his son's head after finishing speaking. , "You want to go to the teacher's house, why should I be unhappy. Ah, if you want to say it, it might really make me unhappy..."

Hou Anchen listened nervously to what Hou Shujian was about to say.

"Probably because you like Teacher Jiang so much, I feel a little sad as a father." Hou Shujian smiled, and after seeing Hou Anchen's dumbfounded expression, he patted his son's head again, "I'm just kidding you. "

"Compared to Teacher Jiang, I definitely like my dad more." Hou Anchen looked a little angry, "Dad, you have to have some confidence in yourself."

"...How about compared to Ye Xifeng?"

"Uh……"

It seems that Dad is too confident, Hou Shujian helped his forehead.

After getting off the subway, Hou Shujian took out his mobile phone to look at the specific address that Jiang Xiaoran had sent him. Just as he unlocked the screen, he heard a familiar voice.

"Mr. Hou!" Jiang Xiaoran walked over quickly and said in surprise, "You cut your hair... If it wasn't for An Chen beside you, I wouldn't dare to recognize it."

Hou Shujian felt a little uncomfortable when he saw Jiang Xiaoran, but he tried not to show it on his face.He smiled and nodded at Jiang Xiaoran, "I thought it was troublesome, so I cut it off. Why are you not at home in this hot weather and waiting to come here? It's not like I can't find my way."

Hou Shujian saw that Jiang Xiaoran was sweating on his forehead, and his face was a little red from the sun. He might have been waiting here for how long.

"I'm bored at home by myself, and besides, I'll save you two detours when I come here, right? Well, Mr. Hou, you look younger after cutting your hair." Jiang Xiaoran's eyes were all on Hou Shujian, and Hou Shujian subtly I feel that if An Chen wasn't here, he would definitely be able to say the reason "I want to spend more time with you, so I came here to wait for you".

Thinking of this, Hou Shujian felt even more uncomfortable.He staggered his gaze, not looking at the blush on the other party's fair face, took off the hat on his head and handed it over, "You wear it, I'm not afraid of the sun."

Jiang Xiaoran still wanted to refuse, but Hou Shujian stretched out his arms and put the hat on Jiang Xiaoran's head, "Let's go, you lead the way."

"Okay, then let's go quickly! An Chen, do you have anything you want to eat? We are going to pass by the cake shop." Jiang Xiaoran walked in front, looking at Hou Anchen slightly.

"Thank you, Teacher Jiang, but I came here after breakfast."

"Then what do you want for lunch?"

"I will eat whatever Teacher Jiang eats!"

"That can't be done. If I take you to eat takeaway, your father will definitely not agree." Jiang Xiaoran said, and looked at Hou Shujian with a smile.

Hou Shujian asked helplessly, "Are you still eating takeaway?"

Jiang smiled and sighed: "I'm really not good at cooking. Ever since I wanted to scramble eggs when I was a child and almost set the kitchen on fire, I can no longer have the confidence to cook. Otherwise, I'd better take An Chen to the neighborhood The small restaurant is ready..."

Hou Shujian wondered why he was surrounded by such fried kitchen products, pinched his brows, and asked, "Is there a market near your home?"

"Yes! Mr. Hou, are you going to have lunch? I'm so sorry!"

Looking at the smile on Jiang Xiaoran's lips, Hou Shujian thought to himself that if you are really embarrassed, you can do it yourself