remain silent

Sun Zheyang did not continue to talk about this topic, but said: "Let's go to eat first, what do you want to eat, I treat you."

"Your treat?" Han Chenxin wondered if something happened to Sun Zheyang when he went out today.

Sun Zheyang smiled, "Yeah, I treat guests, eat noodles or fried rice, you choose, anyway, I can't even afford a set lunch."

Han Chenxin understood that Sun Zheyang was crying for poverty.In fact, he thought about this problem. He left in a hurry this morning, and then he thought that Sun Zheyang needed some money to spend a day outside. Even if he found a job, he might not be able to get his salary so quickly.

Now that Sun Zheyang mentioned it, Han Chenxin took out the money from his pocket, hesitated, and gave him five hundred.

Sun Zheyang took it and put it in his pocket, and said, "I still need to buy a set of cleaner clothes for work."

"What kind of job did you find?" Han Chenxin asked.

Sun Zheyang said casually: "Selling means knocking on doors one by one with products, begging them to buy them. By the way, the company said they want to sell the products, and they need to deposit some money with them."

Han Chenxin asked, "What are you selling?"

Sun Zheyang stroked his hair with his hand, "Are you asking the prisoner? Selling shampoo, do you want it? I'll bring you two bottles tomorrow."

Han Chenxin was silent for a while, and said, "Your things are all lies, right? Is it a regular brand of shampoo?"

Sun Zheyang said: "I don't care so much, anyway, if you sell it, you can get a raise. What are you worrying about?"

Having said that, seeing that the community where Han Chenxin lived was already quite close, Sun Zheyang stopped the car on the side of the road and asked Han Chenxin, "What do you eat? I'll go buy it."

Han Chenxin glanced at the row of small restaurants outside, and said, "Whatever."

Sun Zheyang then opened the car door and got out of the car, walking towards a fast food restaurant.

He went into the restaurant, followed the menu hanging on the wall, ordered fried rice at the top, and then ordered a bowl of beef noodles to take away.

Han Chenxin was waiting in the car. After a while, Sun Zheyang came back, handed him two lunch boxes, and said, "Fried rice with shredded pork and celery, okay?"

Han Chenxin was not picky at all, "Yes," he said.

Back home, Sun Zheyang helped Han Chenxin get out the key to open the door, and when he opened the door, he found that there was someone in the house.

Han Chen was stunned for a moment, and said hello, "Mom? Why are you here?"

It turned out that it was Xu Jiayi who came over. She called Han Chenxin at noon to ask him to come over for dinner in the afternoon, but Han Chenxin didn't agree. She was thinking about Han Chenxin's hand injury, so she boiled a pot of soup and delivered it in a thermos in the afternoon.

There was a spare key for Han Chenxin at home, so Xu Jiayi didn't call Han Chenxin and came here with her things.

When Xu Jiayi and Sun Zheyang met, neither of them looked pretty, but there was no dispute. Sun Zheyang just changed his shoes and walked inside. Xu Jiayi came over to help Han Chenxin lift the lunch box on her body, and said, "Why? Eat these things again."

Han Chenxin didn't answer, but asked as he walked inside, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Not yet," Xu Jiayi said, "I'll wait for you to drink the soup and eat it when you go back. By the way, I'll tidy up your refrigerator. If you eat less instant noodles, it's not good for your health."

Putting the lunch box on the table, Xu Jiayi poured the bone soup she brought into a bowl, and said to Han Chenxin, "Come and drink the soup."

Han Chenxin walked towards the bathroom and saw Sun Zheyang washing his hands inside, so he stood at the door and waited for a while, and at the same time said to Xu Jiayi, "Put it there, I'll drink after eating."

Xu Jiayi then opened the lunch box and said, "Eat noodles again?"

Sun Zheyang came out of the bathroom, walked to the edge of the dining table, took the lunch box, and said, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Han, this is mine."

Xu Jiayi glanced at him, reached out to lift the lid of the other box, and then complained: "This meal is so greasy, you eat this kind of food at night?"

Han Chenxin just came out of the bathroom, glanced at his fried rice with shredded pork and celery, and said, "It's okay."

Xu Jiayi used chopsticks to remove the rice on it, and seeing that the bottom of the lunch box was soaked in oil, she immediately said to Han Chenxin, "Look, I don't know what kind of oil this oil is, it looks dirty! You live on this every day , I told you to find a girlfriend, but you didn't even look for one, how can you let me, a mother, feel at ease?"

Han Chenxin became a little impatient when she heard what she said, and said, "I think it's pretty good. You can go back to where you put your things. I'll find time to bring you the thermos tomorrow."

Xu Jiayi was stunned for a moment, but Han Chenxin drove her away directly.In fact, it doesn't matter if it was in the past, Han Chenxin has always had such a temper, and Xu Jiayi never dared to bother him too much, but now in front of Sun Zheyang, Xu Jiayi felt uncomfortable, she put down her chopsticks, and said, "You don't want to I'll take care of you, I'll just go."

After finishing speaking, Xu Jiayi really walked outside, not giving Han Chenxin a chance to speak, and slammed the door behind her as soon as she went out.

Han Chen was stunned for a moment, knowing that Xu Jiayi might be upset.

Sun Zheyang ate the noodles with his head buried, took the time to look up at him, tapped the edge of his lunch box with his chopsticks, and said, "Eat quickly, it's going to cool down."

After eating, Han Chenxin lost his appetite looking at the bowl of soup, so he barely drank half of the bowl, and gave the rest to Sun Zheyang.

Sun Zheyang took the lunch box and threw it outside. When he came back, he closed the door and asked Han Chenxin, "I told you about the deposit for clothes and work, what do you think?"

Han Chenxin was surfing the Internet at the dining table with his laptop computer. Hearing this, he looked up at Sun Zheyang and asked, "How much is the deposit?"

Sun Zheyang said while lighting a cigarette, "Three hundred."

Han Chenxin stopped clicking the mouse, "Have you ever thought that the company might be scamming?"

Sun Zheyang walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, and said slowly: "Your dinner today may be fried from gutter oil, haven't you eaten it? There is nothing absolute about things outside. I am afraid of this and that. If you are still looking for a job, why not go back and find your father to drink milk."

Han Chenxin didn't want to talk to him about his nonsense, and said, "Why do people who know that they might be cheating money rush to cheat others? You want to buy clothes and pay a deposit. I have no right to object, but Dad gave me the money. If you want me to watch you, I think I still have to bear this responsibility. I will go with you tomorrow."

"Huh?" Sun Zheyang turned to look at him, "You don't have to go to work?"

Han Chenxin said, "I took a week off."

Sun Zheyang suddenly felt a little headache, it was only 800 yuan, it was so difficult.

Han Chenxin continued, "Is there any problem?"

Sun Zheyang leaned back and fell on the bed, "Whatever."

He still needs to think again, if it doesn't work, he really has to find something to do quickly and get some money first.

Early the next morning, it was Han Chenxin who urged Sun Zheyang to go out, "What time do you have an appointment with the company? Aren't you afraid of being late?"

Sun Zheyang didn't make an appointment with any company at all, he yawned and sat by the bed, and said, "What time is it, don't worry."

Han Chenxin didn't like being late, and he never liked others waiting for him. He couldn't understand Sun Zheyang's lazy look, so he stood by his bed and urged him: "Can you hurry up?"

Sun Zheyang looked up at him, "What are you so anxious about?"

Sun Zheyang always only wears a pair of underwear when he sleeps. When he sits up, the quilt slides down, exposing his strong body.

Han Chenxin subconsciously slid his eyes from top to bottom, and noticed Sun Zheyang's evenly distributed abdominal muscles. His figure didn't seem to be the same as what he had trained in the gym. He looked very strong, like a beast that hunted all year round. , smooth and full of power.

Sun Zheyang stretched out his hand to lift the quilt, and Han Chenxin saw the lush hair on the edge of his underwear and the bulge in the underwear that had bulged in the morning, and immediately turned his eyes away.

Sun Zheyang didn't notice these details. He reached out and took the long trousers that were left beside him, put them on his two long legs, then got up and walked towards the bathroom while pulling his trousers.

When Sun Zheyang left, Han Chenxin simply folded the quilt for him with his left hand, and noticed his cell phone next to the pillow.

"What's your phone number?" Han Chenxin felt that this question could not be ignored.

Sun Zheyang was urinating. He didn't even close the bathroom door. The sound of urine splashing in the toilet was so clear that Han Chen felt uncomfortable. He said, "See for yourself."

Han Chenxin then dialed his number with his mobile phone, hung up as soon as he got through, and after saving the number, Han Chenxin clicked on the call history of Sun Zheyang's mobile phone, wanting to save his number in his mobile phone as well. At this moment, Sun Zheyang's cell phone rang suddenly.

Han Chenxin said, "You have a phone number, and it's an unfamiliar number."

Sun Zheyang had finished urinating, and while pulling the zipper and flushing, he responded casually, "You can help me catch it."

Han Chen hesitated for a moment, and pressed the call button. He heard a man's voice inside, saying, "Master Sun, where are you?"

"Grandpa?" Han Chen was startled, and subconsciously repeated.

Suddenly, the mobile phone in his hand was pulled away from behind, and Sun Zheyang was still dripping with water on his hands and face. He took the mobile phone and said: "Tell you that you made a wrong call, don't call here !"

After speaking, Sun Zheyang hung up the phone, threw the phone on the bed, and returned to the bathroom.

Han Chenxin glanced at the mobile phone he had thrown on the bed, walked to the bathroom door, and asked, "Master Sun? Are you looking for me?"

Sun Zheyang was washing his face. He put a hot towel on his face, held his head up for a few seconds, then lowered his head and pulled the towel off, saying, "Who knows? You must have made a mistake."

Han Chen thought about Sun Zheyang asking him for money, and then hung up the phone to hide from others, and suddenly asked, "Did you owe someone money outside?"

Hearing this, Sun Zheyang looked up at him in the mirror, then turned his gaze away and said, "Yes, you guessed it, I owed someone 1000 yuan, and he asked someone to call to collect the debt, saying that he would not pay back the money." They are going to come to my house to harass me. I have no choice but to report your parents' address to him."

"You!" Han Chen was furious.