I Really Didn’t Want to be Born Again

Latest website: Seeing that Lao Chen was so aware, not caring about the feelings of his female high school classmates, and determined to clear up the misunderstanding with his troubled wife, Chen Hansheng thought that Lao Chen had cheated on her, which was harder than me to accept.

Okay, it's settled then. You and Aunt Mo will have a public phone call tonight to explain the matter clearly. I'll go home first and help you sound the line.

Chen Hansheng patted his butt and prepared to leave. Empress Dowager Liang felt unwell today and asked for leave to rest at home.

Chen Zhaojun nodded: Then let's contact via text message. Actually, I wanted to take leave to take care of your mother, but she kicked me out.

After finishing speaking, Lao Chen felt a little embarrassed, but still reminded: Your mother may not have had lunch at home. You can go to the noodle shop in the stadium to buy some. She likes the fried noodles from that restaurant the best.

knew!

Chen Hansheng turned around and looked at his father. In fact, Chen Hansheng was almost 50. Although there was no gray hair on his temples, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were getting deeper and deeper.

Why are you so noisy at your age? You really have enough to eat and have nothing to do.

Chen Hansheng walked downstairs in a hurry. He didn't know what he was thinking of, but he suddenly looked up: In two years, I will bring the whole granddaughter to you. Let's see if you still have time to quarrel.

Smelly boy...

Old Chen smiled, and when he saw Chen Hansheng driving Xiao Xiali out of the parking lot of the unit in a hurry, he felt an inexplicable warmth in his heart.

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There are many fried noodles selling in downtown Gangcheng, but the most delicious one is the one in the stadium. Chen Hansheng bought a hot fried noodles and went home. He did not dare to knock on the door for fear of disturbing Liang Meijuan who was resting.

She quietly opened the security door with a key. When she was changing her shoes, Liang Meijuan suddenly stretched out half of her body from the kitchen and looked at Chen Hansheng blankly.

Mother and son looked at each other for about 10 seconds. Queen Mother Liang suddenly closed the kitchen door, covered her head, and walked into the bedroom with a haggard look on her face.

Chen Hansheng was a ghost. He saw that Liang Meijuan hadn't even wiped off the oil stains on her mouth, so he put down the fried noodles and rushed into the kitchen.

Liang Meijuan didn't even try to stop her.

Not long after, Chen Hansheng came out of the kitchen carrying a small pot.

He banged the pot lid and said, Pork Ribs and Vegetable Noodles, I thought you were so sad that you shed tears today, but you turned out to be cooking pork ribs noodles in the kitchen!

Mom, are you worthy of me?

Chen Hansheng said with a sad and angry look.

What are you yelling about?

Liang Meijuan was also shocked at first, thinking that her husband had come back early. Fortunately, Chen Hansheng saw it and it was okay: I only had enough food to have the strength to divorce.

What a fart.

Chen Hansheng sat slumped on the sofa: I have never seen someone secretly cooking pork ribs noodles at home before the divorce. If you miss your son and just say it, why would you use this method to trick me back home?

Liang Meijuan refused: Who lied to you? Do you know how abominable your father... Chen Zhaojun is? Even if he had dinner with that woman, he actually lied to me about socializing. I don't want to live with a liar. You Think about it quickly, after the divorce, will you stay with your dad or with me?

Besides, if you follow me, you will have to change your last name.

Liang Meijuan snorted coldly: Change your name to Liang Hansheng.

Forget it, I'd better ask the orphanage if they can accept a baby like me who is over 5 years and 100 months old.

Chen Hansheng stood up and opened the bag of fried noodles: Come and eat, Queen Mother.

Liang Meijuan twitched her index finger as she smelled the fragrance, but she was still a little embarrassed, so she said seriously: Chen Zhaojun and I had a fight last night.

Chen Hansheng nodded indifferently: I know.

I cried for a long time last night, and your dad didn't even try to comfort me.

Didn't you drive him out of the bedroom? How could he coax him?

Mom feels really unwell.

I will accompany you to the hospital tomorrow, head office.

He shouldn't have lied to me.

emmm...Although it's a white lie, it does need to be severely educated. When Lao Chen comes back in the evening, I will make a report on behalf of the family committee so that he can reflect deeply.

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In the afternoon, Chen Hansheng chatted with Queen Mother Liang at home. In fact, he mainly enlightened Liang Meijuan and helped her with her back.

In fact, for Liang Meijuan, divorce is just a harsh word at the moment. After all, her son is twenty years old, and the couple usually have a good relationship.

Liang Meijuan just wanted to express her anger, sadness, and probably jealousy.

Does your body still hurt?

Chen Hansheng asked.

Liang Meijuan nodded: My waist hurts for a while, my calf hurts for a while, my ribs hurt for a while, and I feel uncomfortable all over.

Chen Hansheng sighed. In fact, it doesn't hurt anywhere, so it hurts everywhere. There is a professional name in medicine called neuralgia, which is mainly related to mood.

Okay, if you say it hurts, I'll hammer you.

Chen Hansheng was quite helpless, but since this was his own mother, there was nothing he could do.

Unexpectedly, Liang Meijuan was quite disgusted with it: Don't just talk about it, tell me something about school. How old is Grandma Xiao Shen? Will Xiao Yu'er become a lawyer after studying law? How are Luo Xuan's parents... ···”

Chen Hansheng also had to pick up some interesting things to talk about and make the middle-aged and elderly divorced women happy. While chatting, his cell phone suddenly dinged a message.

Chen Zhaojun: How is your mother's mood? Can she eat?

Chen Hansheng took a look at the relief on Liang Meijuan's face and sent a message back to Lao Chen.

Chen Hansheng: There is no mole, please post some H pictures.

Chen Zhaojun:?

Chen Hansheng: Sorry, I’m used to it. This sentence means that the situation is very safe and my mother will be fine.

Chen Zhaojun: That’s good. I bought the twists your mother likes to eat after get off work. You keep it a secret.

Chen Hansheng: In addition to mahua, let’s buy a bouquet of flowers. There’s no way to apologize with mahua.

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In the evening, Chen Zhaojun opened the security door with uneasiness and saw a familiar scene.

My son was lying on the sofa watching TV, changing the channel impatiently. My wife was cooking in the kitchen, and the noise of the range hood could be heard in the living room.

How is it? Lao Chen asked quickly.

Chen Hansheng waved his hand confidently: Xiao Chen takes action, one can defeat two, what are you worried about?

Liang Meijuan heard the conversation in the living room, opened the kitchen door and took a look. When she found out it was Chen Zhaojun, she closed the door tightly with a bang.

Old Chen had a worried face: Didn't you say that everything was done?

I haven't even made a call yet. Please organize your language now.

After Chen Hansheng finished speaking, he went to the kitchen and dragged Liang Meijuan out. Liang Meijuan was still shouting: The vegetables are not cooked yet. Wait until I turn off the gas.

When she and Chen Zhaojun's eyes met, Liang Meijuan immediately turned cold and sat on the sofa without saying a word. She even hit Chen Hansheng twice to make him sit down and watch TV.

Chen Zhaojun swallowed, and with his son's encouragement, he took out his PHS and dialed.

Hello, Mo Ke, I'm Chen Zhaojun.

Oh, Zhaojun, what's the matter?

Mo Ke's calm voice came from the speakerphone, and Liang Meijuan's face suddenly became tense. Although she was not looking at the PHS, she was very focused.

Ahem, this is the situation.

Chen Zhaojun glanced at Liang Meijuan: We sat in a cafe yesterday. Later, my wife found out about it and had a quarrel when we got home. Now I want you to help me prove that we were just chatting.

Chen Hansheng was a little surprised when he heard this. Lao Chen is a member of the government. It would be an exaggeration to say that he has seven orifices, but he probably still has three or four apertures. He usually pays attention to the manner and propriety of his speech.

With such a straightforward communication method today, he would rather offend Mo Ke than clear up the family misunderstanding.

However, Mo Ke's reaction was just a slight smile, and after a while he asked, Is Meijuan here?

Here I am.

Chen Zhaojun handed the phone to Liang Meijuan.

Liang Meijuan was caught off guard and glared at her husband fiercely.

Hello, I, I am Liang Meijuan.

Liang Meijuan also became nervous.

Meijuan, don't worry, Zhaojun and I are just high school classmates.

While Mo Ke was talking, Chen Zhaojun was smoking quietly, with a look of calmness and relaxation on his face, as well as a hint of emotion.

I guess I still miss it a bit.

Chen Hansheng secretly thought that it was only now that both of them had families and had been together for so many years that they could have such restraint.

Meijuan, in fact, most of what we talked about yesterday was about Han Sheng. To be honest, my wife and I don't want children. I like Han Sheng very much. I even joked with Lao Chen yesterday. I want to recognize Han Sheng as my godson.

Why didn't you say anything about this?

Chen Hansheng glared at his father, silently expressing this emotion.

Chen Zhaojun looked at Liang Meijuan and shook his head slightly.

Sure enough, Liang Meijuan refused directly on the phone: Han Sheng is too naughty, and he doesn't follow the rules. I often have insomnia at night because I worry about his affairs. I really don't want him to cause you any trouble...

After the phone call, the misunderstanding was basically resolved. Chen Hansheng put on airs and seriously criticized Lao Chen.

You must tell the truth about anything in the future. With my mother's broad mind, will she still stop you from meeting your female classmates?

After Chen Hansheng finished flattering, he said to Liang Meijuan with a flattering smile: As for Aunt Mo's decision to recognize her son, I think...

no!

Liang Meijuan interrupted directly.

For a middle-aged woman of her age, if she and her husband no longer have feelings for each other, they can still negotiate a divorce. However, if anyone steals her son, Liang Meijuan will probably fight tooth and nail.

Why do you care so much? You are not short of money now.

While Liang Meijuan was cooking in the kitchen, Chen Zhaojun asked in a low voice.

Chen Hansheng rubbed his nose: Two mothers can correspond to two daughters-in-law...

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