Who wants to take the civil service exam after being reborn?

Chapter 111 My son is so outstanding?
"Chen Zhuo is back?"

Mao Xiaoqin opened the glass door of the kitchen, glanced at her son, and smiled: "Wait a moment, all the dishes you like will be prepared tonight, go wash your hands and watch TV."

Empress Dowager Mao returned very early from her business trip, but Chen Zhe was too busy to go home. Another reason was that he had borrowed money and suddenly he was not so eager for maternal love.

"Mom, is my dad home for dinner tonight?"

Chen asked.

Chen Peisong has a lot of social engagements, and he eats out much more frequently than he eats at home.

"Here I am!"

Mao Xiaoqin shouted loudly, and the air was mixed with the smell of cooking fumes. Later, she closed the glass door again because she was afraid the smell would be too strong.

Chen Zhuo was watching TV on the sofa after washing his hands. Not long after, Chen Peisong came back with a watermelon.

"Wow! Chen Zhe got home before me."

Chen Peisong changed his shoes and sat on the sofa. He looked at his son several times, nodded and said, "He's a little tanned, but he looks a bit more manly now."

Chen smiled. He was still like he was in high school and didn't talk much at home.

"Old Chen, come and help!"

Empress Dowager Mao was reluctant to command her son, but she had no regrets at all about ordering her husband around.

Chen Peisong patted his son's shoulder, checked his son's body, and found that he had not lost weight. Then he happily went to the kitchen to help.

For a moment, the advertisements on TV, the range hood in the kitchen, and the voices of a middle-aged couple talking filled this old three-bedroom, one-living room apartment, making it seem warm and lively.

"Wow~"

Soon, the glass door of the kitchen was opened again. Chen Peisong and Mao Xiaoqin brought the dishes to the table and called Chen to come over for dinner.

Old Chen was in a very good mood. He even took a bottle of Wuliangye from the house, poured a glass of it happily, and asked his wife, "Do you want to drink it?"

"If you don't drink, you'll be the drunkard at home!"

Dr. Mao rolled her eyes at her husband, got a bottle of Sprite for herself and her son, and reminded Chen: "Drink less Coke at school. If you really want to drink soda, drink Sprite. It's better to drink some boiled water."

"understood."

Chen Zhuo responded, lowered his head and started eating.

Seeing her son still as obedient as before, Empress Dowager Mao felt very relieved. While picking food for Chen, she asked about his life in college.

They are questions like whether you are used to living in the dormitory, whether you can wash clothes, how you get along with roommates, whether you find studying difficult... those kinds of questions.

Chen Zhuo also answered in detail.

Chen Peisong sipped his wine and listened with a smile on his face.

Until he received a phone call in the middle of the day, and when he came back, his brows were furrowed, as if there was something he couldn't understand.

"what happened?"

Mao Xiaoqin asked.

"Old Zhao will treat us to dinner tomorrow."

Chen Peisong said.

Old Zhao is Zhao Donghua, Zhao Yuanyuan’s father.

"Just eat."

Mao Xiaoqin disagreed. She said that the two families were familiar with each other and it was normal for them to get together during the holidays.

"But……"

Chen Peisong glanced at his son and said, "They specifically said that this meal was to thank Chen Zhuo."

"what?"

Mao Xiaoqin also looked at Chen in surprise.

"Yuanyuan is having a hard time adapting to college and has some issues with her roommates."

Chen Zhuo quickly explained: "I just asked a girl to help mediate. Now the problem is basically solved. Uncle Zhao is too polite. In fact, I didn't do anything."

The parents suddenly realized what was going on, and Lao Chen praised them, "You did the right thing. Yuanyuan is younger than you, so it's your responsibility to take care of her."

But as a mother, Mao Xiaoqin has an additional perspective on such issues.

"Chen Zhe."

Empress Dowager Mao stopped her son who was about to watch TV after dinner and asked, "Which girl did you ask to help you reconcile?"

"what?"

Chen's mouth twitched: "It's just a girl I know."

Hearing Chen's perfunctory answer, Mao Xiaoqin did not continue to ask questions, but just exchanged a meaningful look with her husband.

One of the parents-in-law is a doctor with a career track record, and the other is a deputy director of a street office with an administrative track record. Either way, they are not easy to fool.

So when washing dishes, Empress Dowager Mao closed the kitchen door again and asked Chen Peisong: "Your son can now get girls to help him."

Old Chen smiled and said, "When I went to the police station in the first half of the year, there were two girls who came to visit him."

"Who do you think it could be?"

Mao Xiaoqin asked eagerly.

Chen Peisong was quick-witted. He thought that among the girls he could ask for help at CUHK, the most likely one was Song Zuoming’s daughter. After all, she was also studying at CUHK, and he had met her on the day of registration.

My wife seems to like him more too.

However, Chen Peisong actually liked the little girl from Sichuan and Chongqing more. He could see that Yu Xian really cared about his son and had no selfish motives. Moreover, the Yeerba she brought was really delicious.

So Lao Chen was unwilling to answer this question, and pretended to be stupid and said: "Why do you care about this? I don't want to know at all. You are so old, but you still ask about the gossip of the younger generation."

"What do you mean by younger generation?"

Mao Xiaoqin punched her husband on the back and said, "That's my son!"

……

Before retiring at night, the parents did not ask any further questions, even though Empress Dowager Mao was very curious.

This is the respect and understanding that comes from a relaxed family atmosphere.

This kind of thing has nothing to do with academic qualifications. Some parents have never read a book, but they can put themselves in their children's shoes.
Some parents have obtained a PhD and become professors, but still do not know how to get along with their children properly. Everything must be done according to her (his) wishes, and they impose heavy shackles on their children in the name of love.

After taking a shower and lying on the bed, Chen opened the QQ group out of habit.

The messages in the “cos” group and the “sweet” group are both 99+, but Huang Baihan and Zhao Yuanyuan are funnier.

The two of them were like two badger birds being chased by Runtu, running from one group to another in a panic.

Everyone in the "cos" group is making an appointment to have dinner, but it seems that everyone is busy on the 1st.

Some relatives from Yu Xian's hometown are coming to visit grandma, Chen Zhao's parents and Yuan Yuan's parents are going to have lunch, Huang Baihan is going to attend his cousin's wedding, and Wang Changhua and Wu Yu have nothing to do.

So, Chen typed: Why don’t you two make an appointment first, I have thought of a name for your group called Hua Yanqiao “Yu”.

Wu Yu: Please stop disgusting me. I can’t eat anything just by looking at his face.

Wang Changhua: Chen, please stop matching people up with each other randomly. I recently met a girl online. We talk about astronomy and geography online and social affairs online every day. She is much cuter than some people.

Wu Yu: Do “certain people” refer to me?
Next, Wang Changhua and Wu Yu started bickering in the group. One thought that his online girlfriend was an angel of confidant, while the other thought that you should stop pretending to be cool and deceiving girls online.

In the meantime, other people were also discussing the time for a party.

Finally, it was scheduled for October 10nd. Although Yu Xian had to work part-time at an institution that day, Chen thought it would be more interesting to go together to teach the little kids.

In the “sweet” group, Mou Jiawen also wanted to have dinner together, but she asked again: Weiwei, is your mother still the same as in high school, not allowing you to come out for dinner?
Song Shiwei replied with a "hmm".

Mou Jiawen: pity!

However, Xiao Mou obviously wanted to get together, so he called on the group: Since Weiwei can't come out, let's have dinner together as a group of four!
Yuanyuan didn't say anything, and Huang Baihan didn't say anything either, because they were uncertain about the time and place, and there was a high possibility that it would conflict with the cos group's party.

Mou Jiawen was angry and asked in the group: What do you mean? Why didn't you respond enthusiastically? Did our friendship fade? Or did you secretly go to the party without telling me?
Huang Baihan: No, no, absolutely not! How could we possibly have a party without telling you?

Yuanyuan: Sister Xiaomou, when do you want to eat?
Mou Jiawen: Number 2!
Huang Baihan and Yuanyuan both said that "No. 2" was not a good option, and Huang Baihan even discussed changing the dinner time to No. 3.

Chen Zhuo didn’t see the message when he was chatting privately with Yu Xian. Later, he went online to check and suddenly felt that both School Beauty Song and classmate Xiao Mou were very “pitiful”.

Song Shiwei is really pitiful.

Even though she is in college, she is still under such strict discipline. However, her mother seems to be very elegant and has a scholarly air about teaching and educating people.

Doesn't she really understand that the more severe the control and oppression, the stronger the rebound will be in the future?

Classmate Xiao Mou is so fake and pitiful.

After all, Huang Baihan and Yuanyuan had to go out for two meals during one holiday in order to take care of her emotions.

……

I finally got a good night's sleep on the holiday night. At noon the next day, Chen and his family came to the hotel private room that Zhao Donghua had booked in advance.

As usual, Chen Peisong and Zhao Donghua talked about work, and the two mothers chatted about family matters. However, when all the dishes were served, Zhao Donghua suddenly came over with a glass of wine to toast Chen.

"Chenzhe!"

Zhao Donghua, a police officer, said in a loud voice: "Thank you for Yuanyuan's matter."

"No, it's just a piece of cake."

Chen stood up and said.

Zhao Donghua patted Chen's arm and said to Chen Peisong and Mao Xiaoqin: "You have raised a good son."

Chen Peisong waved his hands and said modestly on behalf of his son: "It's just a small matter. If Chenzhe has any difficulties in school in the future, he may be able to find Yuanyuan for help."

"how can that be possible."

Zhao Donghua smiled and said, "Your Chen Zhuo became the squad leader right after the military training. With such strong abilities, what difficulties could he have that he would need Yuanyuan's help?"

"Monitor?"

Chen Peisong and Mao Xiaoqin were stunned for a moment, because their son had never told them.

Chen has such a sullen personality. He didn't even become a class leader in Zhizhong. How could he become a class monitor in Zhongdalingyuan?
Seeing the expressions of the couple, Zhao Donghua was also a little surprised: "You must know that Chen Zhuo has joined the school student union."

"Join the student union?"

Chen Peisong and Mao Xiaoqin were even more surprised. Chen thought the college life he described last night was so dull that it was no different from high school.

In the end, I learned from other people that my son’s university life was so wonderful!
Other children only report good news when they go home, but you, on the other hand, hide everything from your own parents.

Looking at his parents' puzzled eyes, Chen Zhu also felt a little innocent. Being a class monitor and joining the student union, what was there to say about such a small fight?

"Chen Zhe."

Mao Xiaoqin asked quietly: "What other great things have you done in college? Tell mom."

Empress Dowager Mao was looking forward to hearing a girl's name.

Chen thought for a moment and felt that this matter could not be concealed. After all, it was all recorded. So he turned sideways and said to Empress Dowager Mao:
"Mom, I've made over 30 yuan from stock trading."

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