God always wants to bend me

Jiang Chen had no choice between You Yu and his own mother, Jiang Xiaochen trembled when Jiang's mother yelled.

However, he didn't want to give up his plan to help fight tonight. If he can't do it clearly, he can do it secretly;After all, if it's really hard, let alone whether his father will help his mother hate him, Jiang's mother alone can completely abuse him.

"Chengzi, Nong, the beef rice you ordered has arrived..." Zhao Qi took the meal that Jiang Chen ordered online half an hour ago and pushed open his room door, only to see him stuffing the phone charger into his backpack, Zhao Qi walked into the bedroom, put the lunch box on the table, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and changed the subject: "Are you going home now?"

He is Jiang Chen's colleague. He is two years older than Jiang Chen. He is an employee like Jiang Chen. Coincidentally, both of them are employees of the technical department. Zhao Qi came to the company a year earlier than Jiang Chen. Jiang Chen just came to the company. He took good care of me when I was there.

Later, because his home was too far away from the company, Jiang Chen applied for an employee apartment. Employee apartments are usually shared by two people. After Jiang Chen knew that Zhao Qi also lived there, he took the initiative to move in with him.

However, their personalities are quite different compared to each other.

Generally, boys who study computer are more nerdy. Although Zhao Qi is not a nerd, he usually talks less, and he wears a pair of glasses. But Jiang Chen always said that he was being prudish, really boring.

But Jiang Chen is such a wonderful flower, not to mention gentle, this word has nothing to do with him at all, usually as long as Young Master Jiang is not too rough, it is enough to be thankful.But fortunately, he is good-looking, with thin skin, tender flesh, fair skin and beautiful skin. Even if his personality is too eccentric, he is still very popular in the company.

"Brother Zhao..." Jiang Chen called out to Zhao Qi in a drawn-out tone, and said helplessly, "My empress urgently called me back to the palace."

Before Zhao Qi could answer, he sighed again and said: "If the king wants to die, the minister must die!"

Zhao Qi was overjoyed immediately, he raised his eyebrows and smiled and said, "Just to go home, why did you make it sound like you were going to the execution ground."

"Brother Zhao, you won't forget that we will have a gang fight in our game tonight, right?" Jiang Chen looked at Zhao Qi with burning eyes.

Zhao Qi's heart skipped a beat, he seemed to have really forgotten...

Jiang Chen's eyes were sharp, and he could see it right away. He said in a resentful tone: "Brother Zhao, Brother Qi, you are the deputy leader of our gang!"

"Cough cough..." Zhao Qi pretended to cough a few times, and said: "Well, there have been a lot of things recently, I forgot..." After a slight pause, he said again: "By the way, Cheng Zi, you now Let's go, what about the meal you ordered?"

"..." This last sentence successfully shifted Jiang Chen's attention from "the deputy leader forgot about their gang's gang war" to food.

Jiang Chen swallowed his saliva looking at the fresh-keeping box on the table, hesitant and pricked in his heart, but in the end, he turned his head and gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Zhao, treat this beef rice as your afternoon meal." Let's have tea." His mother only gave him an hour, if he was late, then he would wait to talk about life, ideals and long-cherished wishes.

Zhao Qi: "..."

Jiang Chen rushed back with the fastest speed, naturally it did not exceed the one hour stipulated by his mother.But what he didn't expect was that it was already past one noon, and his family hadn't eaten lunch yet.

Seeing Jiang's mother who was busy in the kitchen, Jiang Chen was so moved that he was in a mess. Originally, he thought that he would only eat instant noodles when he came back, and on the way here, he had already thought up a hundred and eight ways to make instant noodles. up.

Now it seems that he doesn't need instant noodles to pad his stomach.

Knowing a child is like a mother, as expected, he is his own.

Jiang Chen changed into his slippers, threw his backpack on the sofa, and walked into the kitchen, not caring that his mother was tasting the soup with a spoon, so he gave him a hug first, "Hey, old man Mom, I'm back."

Although Mama Jiang's temper is a bit grumpy, her cooking skills are really top-notch, which is not well-known in their community.

And I heard from my father that my mother captured his heart with her culinary skills that are invincible all over the world.

"Go, go, go, don't disturb me." Mother Jiang glanced at Jiang Chen, then waved at him with disgust.

Jiang Chen let go of Mother Jiang and stood beside her, looked straight at the soup pot and said, "Mom, I haven't seen you for a week, but your craftsmanship is still so good." With a moved face, he said: "Mom, I am indeed your own. You know that I didn't have time to eat at noon, so I was late..."

"Stop, stop, stop..." Jiang's mother stopped what she was doing, interrupted Jiang Chen's words, looked at her stupid son with a slightly mentally retarded look, and said, "Because we are going to compete with the square dance team in the North District tonight, so We spent an extra half hour practicing at noon."

The underlying meaning is: son!Mother, this is something that delayed cooking, not to wait for you.

Jiang Chen had a dazed look on his face, two blank faces, and three faces where his brain froze.

He stared straight at his mother, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "Mom, am I your own..." That tone of voice, don't mention how aggrieved.

Jiang's mother took the time to glance at him, and then focused on making delicious food, and said in a soft and authentic voice, "I picked you up from the cow dung lumps."

Jiang Chen: "..." Mom, you played this trick more than ten years ago...

Jiang Chen has been very noisy since he was a child. When he was one or two years old, he liked to crawl here and there, and wanted to touch any novel things he saw.Once, he tried to insert his little finger into the small hole of the power strip, but Jiang's father and Jiang's mother were sweating. Since then, Jiang's father and Jiang's mother have put away all potentially dangerous items.

I originally thought that Jiang Xiaochen would be better when he was two years older, but Jiang's father and Jiang's mother were completely wrong. Jiang Chen's troubles grew with his age. Jiang's father and Jiang's mother were devastated.

When Jiang Chen was four years old, he used a paintbrush to paint little chrysanthemums on one of her favorite pieces of clothing. Jiang’s mother was sick. She first picked up Jiang Xiaochen and slapped Jiang Xiaochen’s little butt, and then said: You are my boss! If you pick it up in the dung lump, if you make trouble again, you will be thrown back into the cow dung lump.

Hearing this sentence, Jiang Xiaochen's eye circles turned red immediately, but he didn't even utter a word after being spanked just now.

Then, he blinked his big wet eyes and looked at Mother Jiang pitifully,

Afterwards, every time he caused trouble, Jiang's mother would say that he was picked up from a pile of cow dung, and threatened to throw him back into the pile of cow dung if he made a fuss again.