half life after rebirth

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When Yang Chen woke up the next day, Zhang Ming was no longer on the bed.Seeing the neatly arranged clean clothes, Yang Chen hesitated whether to put them on by himself.

"Father, I'll help you get dressed." Yang Song pushed open the door and ran to the bed.

Yang Chen stretched out his arms with a smirk, and put on his shirt with Yang Song's help.

While buttoning Yang Chen's buttons, Yang Song said, "Father, you have to be good today. We're going to visit grandparents at noon."

"Grandpa, grandma?" Yang Chen tilted his head.

"It's your father and mother." Yang Song smiled sweetly.

"Could they be fierce and dislike me?" Yang Chen said anxiously.

Yang Song unfolded the jeans, stretched the legs of the trousers and handed them to Yang Chen: "Why, they like us very much."

Parents are parents, and they will not show him face just because he is stupid.

"I really want to see them soon." Yang Chen said happily.

"Father, you have changed." Yang Song said suddenly.

changed? !

Yang Chen nervously put his hands on the bed, and the quilt was wrinkled by his hands.

"You were never so happy when you were going to see your grandparents before." Helping Yang Chen tidy up his clothes, Yang Song pulled him to stand up.

Yang Chen lowered his head and hurriedly said wronged: "You said they like me."

At this moment, Yang Chen drooped his head and pouted his mouth high, looking very unhappy.

"Smile, if Dad Zhang sees you now, he will think I'm bullying you." Yang Song squeezed Yang Chen's palm and shook it a few times.

"I'll tell Zhang Ming that you bullied me." Yang Chen raised his head and said.

"Father, my good father. I didn't talk nonsense, what's wrong with you?" Yang Song asked anxiously.

He knows that for Zhang's father, the silly father is the treasure in the palm of his hand! .

"What's the matter, Yang Song?" Zhang Ming appeared at the bedroom door, "I can hear you shouting in the kitchen."

"Father wants to sue you." Yang Song said with a bitter face, "but I didn't do anything."

"I know you are good, you two come out to eat quickly, and go to the office with me after dinner." Zhang Ming patted Yang Song's head.

"Hey, is dad going too?" Yang Song asked in surprise.

"Well, you have to take good care of him when you get there." Zhang Ming smiled.

Yang Song nodded obediently.

"Where is the office? Can I not go?" For unfamiliar places, Yang Chen should be vigilant.

Zhang Ming said gently: "I told you before, that's where I work."

"Is there anything interesting?" Yang Chen opened his round eyes wide.

"I don't know if it's fun, but I went to eat delicious cakes." Seeing Yang Chen's unscrupulous eyes, Zhang Ming blushed a little.

"You must give it to me when you go." Yang Chen shook Zhang Ming's arm.

Zhang Ming said dotingly: "I'll eat as much as you like."

Yang Song followed behind the two depressedly, muttering: "Why is there no limit to how silly dad can eat cakes, I would say that if I eat more, it will spoil my stomach."

Zhang Ming, who has excellent hearing, turned his head and said, "You can eat whatever you want today, okay?"

Yang Song rubbed his stomach in frustration, and sighed, "Forget it, I don't want to go to the hospital."

Early Saturday morning, there was less traffic on the road than usual.

Carrying Yang Chen and Yang Song and his son all the way, Zhang Ming's mood is much more comfortable than before.So much so that when I saw the assistant, I could show a shallow smile and say hello.

"Zhiyuan Law Firm, why is it called this name?" No matter how mature Yang Song is than ordinary children, he is still a child.

"No ambition can be achieved without indifference, and no future can be achieved without tranquility. It means that only when people calm down and study hard, and calmly observe the changes in the world, can they be far-sighted and discern the details. Do you understand?" It was Zhang who answered Yang Song Ming's assistant.

She is wearing a ponytail, with a pure and sweet appearance.

It doesn't look like being a lawyer at all.

"I see, thank you, auntie." Yang Song pulled out a harmless smile.

"What a sensible kid."

Yang Song avoided her outstretched hand indiscriminately.

"What are you doing standing outside? Come in with me." Seeing Yang Song and Yang Chen enter the office door, Zhang Ming said, "Minghui, order me a cake from the cake shop you often go to."

"I won't eat, my stomach is full." Yang Chen touched his stomach and said.

"What about Yang Song?" Zhang Ming looked at Yang Song.

"Dad won't eat, and neither will I."

"Then no cake, make me a cup of coffee and bring it in." Zhang Ming said.

"Two glasses, thank you." Yang Song sat on the sofa, flipped through a book, and threw it aside after a few pages, "Uh, is there anything I can read?"

Zhang Ming opened the cabinet, found a mystery magazine for Yang Song and threw it over.

"Xiao Chen, come with me." Calling Yang Chen to get ready at the desk, Zhang Ming turned on the computer and asked Yang Chen to play Plants vs. Zombies to pass the time.

"Dad has a computer to play with, and I only have to read books. It's so pitiful." At first, I thought reading mystery magazines was also good, but now compared with the treatment of my silly father, I am really miserable enough.

"Aren't I even more pitiful?" Zhang Ming sat beside Yang Song holding a stack of documents.

"Haha, our personal interests are subordinated to Comrade Yang Chen's interests." Yang Song said strangely.

Zhang Ming looked up at Yang Chen, smiled and said nothing, then lowered his head to read the information.

This is what Ouyang Minghui saw when he came in.

Zhang Ming and the little boy were sitting on the sofa looking at their respective things, silent.

The man with much lighter hair than ordinary people was sitting in front of the computer playing games. The background music of Plants vs. Zombies echoed in the office, creating a strange atmosphere.

Sorry to disturb them, Ouyang Minghui put the coffee on the table in front of the sofa and left.

"Hey, if a customer comes at this time and hears the game music in the office, what will he think of their office?" Ouyang Minghui was a little worried.

"Minghui, does Lawyer Zhang have any customers?" A tall woman came over and asked.

"Well, a man who looks to be in his twenties but is actually in his early thirties and a little boy." Ouyang Minghui replied.

"That means you can go in and discuss business." The woman walked towards Zhang Ming's office with the folder in hand.

"Lawyer Zhang never said that people should not be disturbed." Ouyang Minghui went about her own affairs with peace of mind.

"Dong dong dong..."

"Come in."

Seeing the tall woman coming in with high heels, Yang Song picked up the book and walked to Yang Chen's side with coffee.Leave the sofa and coffee table to Zhang Ming and his colleagues.

"I think there are still some doubts in this case that need to be investigated again." Straight to the point, this is the characteristic of female lawyer Liu Zimo.

Zhang Ming picked up the document she handed over and read it carefully.

Yang Chen looked at the two of them intently, feeling envious.

If he is not stupid, he should have a job now, so he should work diligently every day.

Later, what major did he study?

"Father, hurry up, the zombies are going to eat your brain." Yang Song patted Yang Chen's shoulder, bringing him back to his senses.

Yang Chen looked at Yang Song seriously, pretending that you don't understand anything: "Zhang Ming said that zombies only eat his brain, not mine. Do you think I'll be scared if you say that? ? You're so naive."

Yang Song planted nuts to block the advance of the zombies, nodded and said: "Yes, yes, I am the most naive. I just hope that you will not be afraid when you see the zombies attacking."

Avoiding Yang Song's gaze, Yang Chen looked sadly into the distance.

He was suddenly not sure whether his parents would be happier or sadder after knowing that he was cured.

After all, with his current ability, he still can't take good care of himself and Yang Song.

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6. Re-live ([-])

After finishing the affairs of the office, Zhang Ming drove Yang Chen and Yang Song to meet Yang Chen's parents.

Sitting side by side with Yang Song in the back, Yang Chen was even more nervous than when he was in elementary school for the first spring outing.From time to time, he observed the outside environment through the car window, thinking about how to behave after seeing his parents.

It must be hard for the two of them to take care of their stupid self.If the situation permits, he will find an opportunity today to inform the old man that he has recovered.

As the car moved forward, the scene outside gradually changed from high-rise buildings to low-rise buildings.

Looking at the distant mountains outside the window, the smile on the corner of Yang Chen's mouth gradually faded.

Could it be that the parents of ten years later are not as good as they were ten years ago? ! .

My father is a university professor and my mother is a high school teacher. Today, they should not live in such a remote place.

"Yang Song, are you coming soon?" Yang Chen asked.

Yang Song stretched his neck to look at the scene in the distance, and then replied: "It should be soon."

Is it really here? !

Hope they live better than he imagined.

Watching Zhang Ming park the car, the three walked into a gate together.Seeing a neat piece of white not far away, Yang Chen's breathing gradually became quicker: "Where is this?"

Neatly arranged on the mountain are clearly tombstones! .

"Father, this is where grandparents live now." Yang Song led Yang Chen and walked towards the tombstone step by step.

"They live here now." Yang Chen muttered to himself, breaking free from Yang Song's hand.

It was the first time Yang Chen grew up so big.