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The gatherings in the eyes of the elderly are mostly gathering a group of people to listen to him chatting about family affairs. Ge Chuyun sometimes admires his father. Obviously, when he was in junior high school, he came to the parent-teacher meeting a few times. The quasi-grade, how old is he, he even remembers the moles on his buttocks so clearly.

Fortunately, when he was a child, he kept himself clean and worked hard in his studies. He didn't do anything embarrassing, and he didn't leave so much material for the old man.

To his surprise, he didn't expect that Ji Qiang could easily and quickly integrate into their topic of talking about children.

But think about it, he and Ji Mingchen have no children on the table.

Hold.

Ge Chuyun felt aggrieved, lowered his head and pinched the center of his brows, and suddenly saw a small pile of peeled and frozen red shrimps piled up on the edge of the dinner plate in his hand.

Seeing that he noticed that he had done something bad, Ji Mingchen trembled in the hand that put the prawns, and the prawn meat almost fell off, but fortunately, he quickly grabbed the tail with his sharp eyes and hands.

From the very beginning, Ge Chuyun felt that there was something wrong with the way Ji Mingchen looked at him. It wasn't hot joy or raging desire. He couldn't tell, especially the moment he released the shrimp, it looked like he was feeding a stray The wild cat, afraid of disturbing it, gave it as much as it could.

"Eat more." He said, pushing the plate to this side.

Fuck, more like that.

"Speaking of which, when I left, I really didn't expect them to get along well!" Ji Qiang suddenly raised the wine bottle, pointed at her son and Ge Chuyun with a blushing face, and said pleasantly, "He When I was young, Izumo was obviously very annoying!"

Ge Chuyun turned his head to look at Ji Mingchen: "?"

Ji Mingchen also looked at him blankly.

"It's true, I remember it clearly." Ji Qiang patted her forehead, and straightly crossed her legs on the chair, "When my son was four or five years old, he separated from my ex-husband and I took him to Japan. I played for a few days, but I was too busy with work so I had to put him at my desk. I was in a rush for a meeting and asked Izumo to show me the baby. As a result, my son started crying when he took two steps towards him. Come and hug me."

"Huh? Is this the case?" Ge Chuyun pretended to be stupid.

"Then I can still remember correctly. My son was very good when he was young. Tell him to sit there and not make noise. He can keep silent for a whole day. Who knows that he will cry when he sees you, and he will die if he mentions Uncle Yun later. You grabbed the corner of my clothes and didn't let go, do you think it's because you look too scary?"

"Bullshit? Who looks scary?" Ge Chuyun resolutely refused to accept appearance attacks, "I deliberately used the ghost mask to scare him because I hate children!"

"Huh?" Ji Qiang's eyebrows immediately stood up. "Why are you scaring my son so well?"

"Who really likes children? They are soft and smelly and drool all over their bodies..." Ge Chuyun wrung his fingers and began to tell her what children hate, but he couldn't help turning his head halfway through the speech. Glancing at Ji Mingchen next to him, seeing him staring at him expressionlessly with very hurt eyes, he suddenly couldn't speak anymore.

"So you hated me before." Ji Mingchen whispered, the voice was so small that only Ge Chuyun could hear it.

"No..." Ge Chuyun was a little speechless.

Then he watched as Ji Mingchen dragged the frozen red shrimp that had been peeled to him to his side, and ate the shrimp tails one by one, his face was written all over, he was in a mood, please do not disturb.

"What isn't it?" Ji Qiang tapped on the table and asked him.

"I just don't like children under the age of eight. When you went to study later, weren't all the children I brought up for you?" Ge Chuyun was trying to ask for some credit.

Unexpectedly, Ji Qiang threw her neck up and laughed, ignoring his achievements. If it wasn't for the wild laughter, without any mature and intellectual Omega appearance, Ge Chuyun would have worried whether she would be caught by his drink. Choke to death.

When Mr. Ge's nondescript singing began to resound in the dining room, Ge Chuyun realized that he could withdraw.

He kicked Ji Qiang's calf under the table, and after attracting her attention, he pointed out the door with his finger.

Ji Qiang smiled at him and made an OK gesture.

"Why did Uncle Ge go?" Seeing Ge Chuyun sneaking away with his bag in his arms, Ji Mingchen couldn't help asking curiously.

Ji Qiang's face turned red quickly after drinking half a bottle, and she drank a few more bottles one after another, but she didn't see any redder. When she heard what Ji Mingchen asked him, she was stunned for a moment, and then her facial features were attracted In the middle, I don't know if my consciousness is still awake or not.

She just wrinkled her facial features like that for a while, until a super loud belch came out of her stomach, then she turned her head and smiled silly at her dear brother, "He went upstairs to proofread."

It's over.Ji Mingchen blinked his eyes.

He felt that the woman in front of him must have drunk too much.

Ji Qiang is an alcoholic, and Ji Mingchen knew this a long time ago.

When I was young, my parents quarreled mostly because of Ji Qiang's drinking.

He looked at the female alcoholic in front of him, listened to the old alcoholic's scary singing, then turned to look at his grandmother, and saw that she was wiping the corner of the tablecloth and cleaning her reading glasses.

He wanted to call her and ask what to do next, but he saw Mr. Ge stumbling towards the half-opened balcony.

Mr. Ge booked one of the villas in the resort. There is a small artificial lake under the terrace. It is cold, and the temperature difference between day and night in Tibetan areas is large. He was afraid that it would freeze at night, so he drained the water. Look at the empty bottom of the lake. If it falls, let alone a concussion.

He made a decisive decision and locked the old man's throat with his arm. Unexpectedly, his mother ran over to make trouble again. He thought it was to help, but he tripped over the threshold, and Ji Mingchen had to distract her to help her.

But before he could support his old mother, he heard a low cry coming from his ear.

Ge Jianhua cried.

He grinned his mouth with dentures into a rectangle, and the wrinkles in his face were piled up, like the folds on a meat bun, and the sobs came out intermittently, as if the throat was no longer a throat, but a signal Bad broken radio, a few times there is no sound, and a few times it is very harsh.

Ji Mingchen was stunned, it was the first time he had seen someone cry so funny that he couldn't arouse any sympathy from others.