Rebirth in the 70s: A rough man’s husband pinches his waist and dotes on him

Gu Juncheng ate the noodles confidently, "My son cooked the noodles, and as his father, can't I eat it?"

Zhangzhu and Zhiyuan looked at each other, sighed, and felt helpless.

My parents are getting older and younger, and they can even fight over a bowl of noodles.

Gu Juncheng also said to Zhiyuan, "You only know how to be filial to your mother. Am I still your father?"

Zhiyuan:……

Lin Qingping was speechless about his jealousy, "You are even jealous of your son, are you really bored?"

"I'm not jealous! I'm just talking about reason!" Gu Juncheng was particularly reasonable.

Lin Qingping was too lazy to pay attention to him. Well, do whatever you want.

Just do it!

After eating the noodles, the brother and sister accompanied Lin Qingping for a walk to digest the food. Although it was night, it was very comfortable to walk on the island. It took them almost an hour to come back, and they could basically just take a shower and go to bed.

Zhiyuan just realized that he had no place to sleep...

"Dad..." Zhiyuan called helplessly to Gu Juncheng, who had slept in his bed first.

"I've been sleeping here for a while. If you want to sleep, you can sleep here. If not, you can sleep on the floor." Gu Juncheng's fatherly dignity cannot be broken. He can do anything childish, but his face must be serious.

What can Zhiyuan do?

Zhiyuan could only sigh.

Neither he nor Zhangzhu were so difficult to raise when they were children!

He had no choice but to lie down and said earnestly, "Dad, tell me, who does my mom like?"

Gu Juncheng snorted, "Children should stay out of the adult business!"

Gu Juncheng’s inner thoughts: Can I say this?

Zhiyuan shook his head helplessly, "Oh, you're an adult now? Okay, let's go to sleep."

Just as he closed his eyes, his father woke him up again, "Zhiyuan, do you think a man who is fair-skinned and always smells like cedar would be pleasing to others?"

Uh……

Zhiyuan understood. Could it be that this was the type of man his mother liked? But after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't think of anyone like this around him.

"He can also play the piano, wear a famous watch on his wrist, a ring on his ring finger, and likes to wear formal clothes. When he plays the piano, these things sparkle, like a prince..." Gu Juncheng read, and then snorted, "What kind of watch? What kind of ring? He is so vain! What formal clothes? Our military uniforms are not good-looking?"

Zhiyuan was almost confused. After thinking for a long time, there was only one person who could barely be associated with this image. "Could it be... Uncle Liang Jiaqi?"

Only Liang Jiaqi usually wears a watch, wears a suit, and looks fair. He doesn't know if he wears a ring. If he is married, it wouldn't be strange to wear a wedding ring, right? After all, Uncle Liang is always fashionable, but he doesn't seem to have cedar fragrance or piano playing?

As a result, when Zhiyuan said this, Gu Juncheng exploded. He sat up with a somersault and shouted, "I knew it!"

Zhiyuan:……

What do you know? Do you know if mom likes Uncle Liang, and what happened to you in the following years?

Zhiyuan didn't even bother to pay attention to his father who was constantly making up his mind. Gu Juncheng simply didn't want to sleep and ran out.

It’s over. Zhiyuan hated himself for speaking without thinking. Now they were really going to have a quarrel!

He hurriedly got out of bed and ran out, only to see Gu Juncheng already standing at the door of Lin Qingping's room, holding his breath, wanting to knock on the door but not daring to.

"Dad, let's go to bed first. I was just talking casually. It's nonsense. It's not true!" Zhiyuan came to pull him.

Gu Juncheng shook his hand away, "Get out of the way!"

After saying that, he slammed his fist against the door.

Zhiyuan was frightened. Wouldn't this punch intensify the conflict? The family would be in turmoil! He had already anticipated how deafening the slogans Gu Juncheng would shout on the playground would be, and then how angry Lin Qingping would be. This was too late to save the situation...

He was anxious to stop it, but he only saw his father's fist raised high and then dropped gently, not at all as loud and deafening as he had imagined.

Gu Juncheng knocked on the door gently and said, "Comrade Lin Qingping, please come out. I have something to tell you." The tone of his voice was just like when he was talking about work: Comrade Lao X, please come to my office. We have something to discuss.

Well, he still overestimated his father's courage...

The door opened from the inside, and Lin Qingping, with her hair loose, asked him unhappily, "Is there anything that can't be discussed tomorrow? The children are all going to bed."

If it wasn't for the children and if I didn't want to make things awkward with you, I wouldn't open the door today.

Gu Juncheng was very agile. He squeezed in through the gap in the open door and then slammed the door from the inside.