married with son

Picking up girls and seducing An Che... En beef can replenish physical strength... Yaoyao's words... just eat whatever you want..."

20

20. It's not that a family does not enter a house...

The three people who had slept in a daze all morning were finally awakened by the noise of Populus euphratica banging on a frying pan with a shovel. Xiang Beibei ran out with his eyes closed and smelled the fragrance. Xiang Chen yawned at Populus euphratica Waving his hand: "Hi, Wildcat."

The corner of Hu Yang's mouth raised: "Do you think I'm tall?"

Xiang Chen didn't know: "What image?"

"Heal the wounded and save lives!"

"..."

An Che frowned at Hu Yang: "Why are you still here?"

Holding a frying pan in one hand and a shovel in the other: "Cook...otherwise how would you take medicine."

Hu Yao had been sitting on a chair beside him watching. Seeing An Che's impatient face, he couldn't help clenching his fists tightly: "Hu Yang! Can we go now!"

"No, I haven't eaten the food I cooked, how can I leave..."

Xiang Chen stared at Hu Yao for a while, then turned to ask Hu Yang, "Xinhuan?"

Hu Yang raised his brows and laughed, "Are you handsome?"

Xiang Chen nodded, Hu Yang took the frying pan and hugged Hu Yao's shoulder, looked at Xiang Chen: "Am I handsome or is he handsome?"

"......"

"Hahaha, don't worry, Yaoyao won't get angry. He grew up under my halo since he was a child, and he won't feel inferior anymore!"

An Che's expression became more and more impatient. He was just recovering from a serious illness. Who didn't want to stay quietly and talked endlessly like a good brother to Chen Huyang. Hu Yao, who was silent at the side, said in a bad tone: "What kind of expression do you have!"

Mr. An raised his eyebrows: "What's your tone?"

Hu Yao's fists were clenched and creaking: "You have no right to despise him!"

"Who do you think you're talking to?"

"I do not care who you are!"

The lively two people who were talking over there felt the chilly chill here, An Che's face was so dark that it was about to catch up with the bottom of the pot, and Hu Yao was ready to go, Xiang Chen's mouth twitched: "Mr. An... ....When did you become so childlike...this pajamas..."

An Che lowered his head, stared at the cartoon pajamas on his body, the corners of his brows twitched non-stop, and ran in with the chicken legs held up by Xiangbei: "It's delicious!! Dad!! Uncle Cat is a hundred times more delicious than yours!!!"

Seeing the pajamas of the same color on Xiang Beibei's body, Xiang Chen knew clearly, and was moved while holding Hu Yang's hand: "Good brother!"

Anyway, the dinner table was served, the three of them wearing the same style of pajamas looked so funny, Hu Yang took out his mobile phone and snapped a photo: "Leave a souvenir."

After eating, Hu Yao dragged Populus euphratica out of the small western-style building without even confiscating the table. An Che was just about to take off his pajamas when he saw Xiang Chen walking over with a cup and pills: "I felt it yesterday." It's not very comfortable, I should have infected you and Beibei, I'm sorry."

An Che took the cup: "There's nothing I'm sorry about."

"And... thank you the other day, I..."

"There's nothing to thank."

"Boss An..."

"kindness?"

"Anyway I want to try."

"try what?"

"I love you."

When Xiang Beibei came in, he blinked his big eyes for a while, then raised his two fingers together...separate...separate...separate... .....on the pair...

After an unknown amount of time, the child couldn't stand up any longer, and ran to the edge of the sofa with his legs swinging: "I want it too!!!"

Xiang Chen was startled, jumped up from An Che's body, closed his eyes and pouted his mouth to Bei Bei, leaning towards Xiang Chen: "Dear... um..."

The corners of An Che's eyes twitched, he rubbed his eyebrows and sighed, "Beibei, you can't learn this."

Xiang Beibei was dissatisfied, with his eyes closed and his small eyeballs rolling back and forth under his eyelids, his pink mouth was so puffy that he could hang up a bottle of oil: "I kiss too..."

An hour later, Xiang Chen sat on the sofa in a row north and north and raised his head to look at An Che with a serious face. An Che flipped through the album in his hand a few times: "I have to do a deep understanding of you two, What do I ask and what do you answer."

Xiang Chen nodded very seriously: "Ask!"

An Che lowered his head and glanced at the picture album Xiang Bei Bei studied: "What should you do if you find money or other things on the road?"

Raising his little hand to Beibei, An Che raised his chin to signal for him to answer. The child said seriously, "Take it home and save it. Dad said that if you like it a lot, you can go to McDonald's."

The corners of An Che's eyes twitched, and he looked at Xiang Chen with cold eyes, and Xiang Chen grinned dryly: "Hand it over to the police uncle..."

Mr. An frowned: "Give it to the police, you are not allowed to pick up anything except what you drop."

Xiang Chen continued to laugh...wasn't he going to talk about picking up money...

"Next, if you encounter a disabled person or an elderly person crossing the road on the road, what should you do?"

Xiang Beibei raised his hand: "Father said to see if that person can do him any good first! If there is any good for him, help them cross the road!"

An Che stared at Xiang Chen, Xiang Chen smiled dryly, and then turned his head to look at Xiang Beibei: "In the future, don't pay attention to such things."

Xiang Beibei held the lead and nodded: "I listen to Uncle An!"

Xiang Chen twitched his eyes: "An... President An... Didn't he say he is helpful..."

An Che snorted coldly: "Don't bother with strangers, have you forgotten what happened a few days ago? If Bei Bei hadn't followed a stranger, would such a thing have happened? You should reflect on yourself."

Xiang Beibei put on a dog-legged smile: "That's right, Uncle An is right!"

An Che nodded: "If Beibei helps others, but the other party doesn't know that Beibei did it, how should Beibei solve this situation?"

Xiang Beibei thought for a while: "Dad said that he should take the initiative to tell the other party and ask for a corresponding reward. The reward is to eat McDonald's."

Xiang Chen wiped the sweat off his forehead and was about to speak when Mr. An cast a cold look over him again: "Don't do things that don't benefit you casually. What if he doesn't pay you when the time comes? Wasting my time but not getting paid?" If you get the corresponding return, you will lose money, and in the future, don't help others casually."

Xiang Beibei clenched his small fists: "Okay!"

"An... Mr. An..." Xiang Chen smiled wryly, why did he feel that this person's education method was not as good as his own?

The three of them were still wearing the pajamas they bought from Populus euphratica. The scene looked weird. An Che crossed his chest and glanced at the father and son on the sofa: "You can let go of the matter of letting Beibei go to the United States mentioned earlier, but we must change education. The way, including the current school, I can allow Beibei to go to the end of the kindergarten. The education standard here is too low and lacks value. Next year, Beibei will go to An’s own elementary school, including Xiangchen, and it cannot be misleading. Beibei's thinking." Turning to look at Beibei: "From now on, you can't learn from your father, you have to listen to Uncle An, of course, if you listen, you will get a corresponding reward, 100 yuan for a word."

Xiang Beibei's eyes were bright, and his little head kept nodding.

Xiang Chen couldn't speak with the twitching corners of his mouth. This is Mr. An's education method... There is no most domineering... only more domineering...

21

21. After entering a family, it is still not a family...

On Saturday morning, Xiang Bei ran to Xiang Chen's room and said, "Daddy, take me to a place, okay..."

"Where to go?"

The child shook his piggy bank: "Last time I lost my way, a beggar uncle helped me guide me and gave me steamed buns... I said I would send him a lot of steamed buns when I got home , Dad, you go with me."

Touching the child's head, Xiang Chen smiled and said, "Didn't Uncle An tell you yesterday that you can't talk to strangers?"

Xiang Beibei blinked his eyes: "But the beggar uncle is not a stranger. He helped me, and I want to repay him. Didn't my father say that he would not take the initiative to help others, but it does not mean that others will not repay you after helping you. He is talking about me. They all promised to go back to see him, Teacher Fang said that you can't break your promise, Dad, will you go with me?"

"Then let's go with Uncle An, so we can save the money for a taxi."

"it is good!"

Dragging An Che out of the house together, Xiang Beibei sat in the back seat, tossing his small piggy bank, turned his head to Xiang Chen, watching the red and green banknotes on the sofa seat twitching his eyes: "Mr. An... ...Beibei's pocket money...was it too much..."

An Che had no expression on his face: "Fortunately, there is no problem with reasonable control."

"But he's too young..."

"Smallness is not a problem. I will cultivate his financial management concept in a few days. Where shall we go?"

Xiang Chen shook his head: "Beibei, where to stop?"

The child looked out the car window: "Well...under that bridge, that's there!"

An Che glanced at the bridge not far away and raised his eyebrows and asked, "What are you doing there?"

Xiang Beibei laughed: "You'll know when we arrive! I'll introduce someone to Uncle An!"

Turned around a few times, parked the car under the bridge hole, ran to Beibei with a handful of pocket money and got out of the car. An old beggar with gray hair was kneeling under the bridge hole, and ran over to Beibei: "Uncle !"

The old beggar raised his head, looked at the white and tender child in front of him, and didn't react for a while, grinning to Beibei: "Uncle, I'm that little mud boy!"