This psychologist is weird

Chapter 167 A Family of Three

"...Welcome back and continue to watch the news of this station..."

This is a living room.

On one side is the kitchen, with a dining table.

One side is close to the living room window, a TV is placed against the wall, and the TV is opposite, a coffee table, a stool, and a sofa are placed.

The surrounding scene changed, and Chen Lun reappeared in the living room, standing by the dining table.

His face was still calm, but his eyes fell in front of him.

Faced in front of him, the scene in the living room was naturally reflected in Chen Lun's eyes.

The TV set against the wall is on, showing the evening news,
The windows of the living room were half-opened with screens drawn.

Outside the house, it was evening and dusk, before the setting sun sank into the distant high-rise house, there were already some lights in the high-rise house,

Some afterglow, the lights are reflected under the window in the living room, and through the window from time to time, some cool evening wind blows into the room.

Behind the coffee table, on the sofa placed, there are two figures sitting at the moment,

One is a middle-aged woman, wearing a long floral dress, leaning on the back of the sofa with a pillow on her back,
He raised his head, looked at the news on the TV, and raised his hand to press the pillow on his waist from time to time.

One is a middle-aged man, wearing a blue overalls, the overalls are stained with some dust, black stains,
He was bending over, reaching out to untie the rubber shoes on his feet, and raising his head from time to time to watch the news on the TV.

In the house, it seems a little quiet,

From time to time, the evening wind blows through the living room, disturbing the middle-aged woman's hair and the man's skirt.

Standing at this side of the table,

Chen Lun turned his gaze away, his eyes were calm, and his eyes fell on the sofa, the middle-aged woman and the man.

At this moment,
There was another sound outside the door.

"Mom, I'm back..."

Accompanied by the shout, the door of the house was opened from the outside amidst rustling noises.

A figure with a bag in his hand walked in from outside the house a little bit happily,

"Mom, Dad, the vegetables in the vegetable market are a little cheaper today. Uncle Qian, who sells vegetables, is in a hurry to go home, so he just gave me the rest of the order."

It was the young man who came back from outside the house, degenerated into a treacherous man.

A young man holds some vegetables in a bag.

Turning around and closing the door, he spoke happily to his parents.

On the sofa, in front of the coffee table, a middle-aged man who just took off his rubber shoes, a middle-aged woman watching TV,
Listening to my child's words, watching my child come back, and turning my eyes one after another,
The middle-aged woman had a smile on her lips, and the middle-aged man also had a smile on his face.

His eyes were still calm, Chen Lun just stood quietly by the dining table,

Then he turned his head naturally, and his eyes fell on the young man.

"...Dad, you're back too."

The young man closed the door, carried a bag of vegetables, and then walked into the living room, walking in front of his parents,

There was still some joy on his face, and he continued.

"...Just came back, the factory was busy, so I came back early."

The middle-aged man looked at his child, changed his shoes, got up from the stool again, and responded with a smile.

"It's really a lot of dishes."

The middle-aged woman touched her waist again, retracted her hand,

Supporting his legs with one hand and holding the armrest of the sofa next to him with the other, he stood up again from the sofa, looked at the bag of vegetables in his child's hand, and said something with a smile .

"Well, Uncle Qian rushed home and said that I am also a regular customer, so he simply gave me the rest of the order."

The young man reflected again, and put the vegetables he was carrying on the coffee table next to him with one hand, and took a piece of clean clothes from the side with the other hand, and handed it to his father.

The middle-aged man took it with a smile, and changed the overalls that were stained with oil.

"In the evening, let's stir-fry green vegetables and stir-fry meat with celery. If we make too much, there are only three of us in the house, and we can't finish it. Let's put the remaining vegetables in the refrigerator first."

The middle-aged woman stretched out her hands to cover her waist, and with a smile in her eyes, she spoke warmly to her child.

"it is good."

The young man nodded in response.

In the room, the voices of the family are intertwined,

It's more lively.

Chen Lun was at the dining table, just standing quietly, his eyes calm, falling in front of him,
The scene in front of him is reflected in his eyes.

"...Mom, is your waist uncomfortable again?"

The young man mentioned that he had just put down the bag of vegetables, then turned around, looked at the way his mother stretched out her hand to cover her waist, cared, and asked again,
"Why don't we go and have a look. The doctor downstairs is doing quite well. Mom doesn't want to go down, so I can ask you to come over and take a look."

"No need, Mom, this is an old problem. It's not like you don't know it. It hurts up and down from time to time. After a while, it will heal on its own, and it's hard to cure completely. It's inconvenient to go out, but Mom doesn't How to go out."

The middle-aged woman listened to her child's words, a smile appeared on her face, and she responded with a smile,

"Choose the dishes, mom will cook the dishes today."

The middle-aged woman lowered her head a little more, looked at the bag of vegetables, and said with a smile.

"No need, Mom, isn't your waist uncomfortable? You should sit down for a while, I can cook... Hey, Mom, why didn't you watch yesterday's opera today? It's time now, and it should have already started .”

The young man said something out loud with a smile, then looked back at the TV screen showing the news, and said something out loud.

"...It's started, really?"

The young man lowered his body, picked up the remote control, and tuned the channel.

The middle-aged woman looked at the TV, smiled and said something,

Turning his head again, he looked at his own child.

"It's okay for my precious son to cook today. If you bring another stool over, Mom will help you fold the dishes."

The middle-aged woman laughed again and said, then turned her head and shouted at the middle-aged man next to her,

"Don't try to be lazy, hurry up and choose vegetables."

"Row!"

The middle-aged man next to him had already changed out of his dirty overalls and was wearing loose clothes.

Hearing what his wife said, he lowered his waist, pulled a low stool from the side, and sat down in front of the coffee table.

"Then Mom, I'll cook the rice in the pot first, and then I'll come and choose the vegetables."

The young man put the vegetables in his hand, together with the bag, on the ground in front of the coffee table, and pulled a low stool over.

"Go, go. Get a basket by the way."

The middle-aged woman supported her waist, touched the sofa next to her, and sat down on a shorter stool.
He stretched out his hand again, pressed his waist, then smiled and raised his head and said something to his child,
He reached out to pick up some vegetables in the bag and folded the leaves.

Next to him, the middle-aged man also smiled, picked up some vegetables from the bag, and folded them.

The young man turned around and walked into the kitchen,
Pick up the liner in the rice cooker, rinse it again, and fill it with rice from the rice bag.

"...how are you working outside today?"

Outside the kitchen, in the living room, the middle-aged man folding dishes asked the young man again,

"It's pretty good, and there's nothing special about it. It's just about the same amount of work as usual, and I'll get off work when I'm done."

The young man answered.

"...I still need to socialize more with people outside...Speaking of which, when I was in the factory today, I met you, Uncle Hong..."

In the house, in and out of the kitchen,
The family was busy with dinner, talking about trivial matters.

After the sunset outside the house gradually sank into the tall buildings in the distance, the family also lit up the lights inside the house.

"... Ding Dong..."

And at this moment, outside the living room door, the doorbell rang.

(End of this chapter)