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After Shen Yunjia returned to the room, there was no movement, there was not even a cup of hot water at home, even if he wanted to make a cup of cereal, he couldn't help it.

So, if you offend anyone, don't offend the chef...

It was at this time that Wang Zhichao's call came in.

This prodigal son never calls his fixed line when looking for him, but always calls his mobile phone directly for convenience. In his words, this is called "one finds the right one", and there is no need for someone to transfer it.At that time, mobile phones had not yet become popular among the people. Although Nokia had replaced mobile phones and became the most popular mobile phone of the new generation, the two-way high charging method of the operator's cheating made the mobile phone, an electronic black thing, "easy to buy but difficult to maintain" Embarrassment situation.The card I'm thinking of is "Shenzhouxing", and it costs 1 cents per minute to make and receive calls. Since I ended with Weng Lin, at least half of the monthly mobile phone bill is now contributed to him.

"Come out to play ball, I'm so bored during Chinese New Year—" Hearing the background sound of heavy traffic, he knew that the guy was wandering outside.

"I'm so hungry that I want to hit you." Thinking that I'm too lazy to even hold my phone, I put it in my ear, "Didn't you do any activities in class yesterday? Why are you bored?"

Although he is not in the city, he has the information in order.

"Yesterday was yesterday. If you don't come out, school will start again." Wang Zhichao's voice was a little breathless, "I really won't come out? I haven't seen you for the whole Chinese New Year, and I miss my brother to death."

"Get out!" Bian wanted to scold with a smile, "I don't miss you——no one can miss you."

Wang Zhichao: "Isn't it possible? I thought our relationship could surpass that of mountains and rivers... you are a fickle lover, maybe you have a newcomer?"

While thinking: "As long as you are obedient and obedient, this principal room is still yours. How can a newcomer be so considerate as an old man?"

Wang Zhichao: "Errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr."

Thinking about being disgusted, he yelled at the phone: "I'm dead!"

In the end, he still didn't go out with Wang Zhichao. He tossed and turned on the bed and baked pancakes for a while. When he couldn't bear it anymore and was about to drag his paralyzed body down the stairs to buy something to eat, Shen Yunjia knocked on the door of his room. .

"There are pancakes, do you want to eat?"

He jumped up and rushed out, "Eat, eat, eat!"

He was also so hungry that his IQ dropped to a negative level, and he even forgot that there were local products brought back from Quancheng in his luggage. In addition to various dry goods and local snacks, there were also pancakes stuffed in by his grandfather.

"Ah—I'm starving to death of his own son!" He bit the pancake viciously with an attitude of swallowing mountains and rivers, and swallowed it in three or two bites, "Aunt Jia, it's a blessing for me to marry you in eight lifetimes." !"

A few life-saving pancakes propped him back to the 3D human form from a piece of paper. Focusing on this, he decided to take the initiative to talk to the old man about the quarrel between their husband and wife. The irresponsible and inexplicable cold war almost caused his own son to suffer an innocent disaster and starve to death in his own home.

After Chen Wentong left, thinking about it, he slipped into the study and stopped his father from going out.

"What kind of moth did Chen Wentong provoke again?"

This was the first time he wanted to take the initiative to ask these bad things, Dad Bian was taken aback, but then reprimanded, "What Chen Wentong, he is your uncle, you just call him by name?"

"Oh, uncle has caused something serious again?" He thought about doing good.

"Don't worry too much about children." Dad Bian still put on a stereotyped face of "don't worry about adults' affairs".

"I don't want to care about it." I wanted to raise my voice, "But if you two have the ability to hide it from me, you should also have the ability not to quarrel!"

Dad Bian stared at him, "What's your attitude?"

"It's 'adults don't mind children' again, right?" I thought about rolling my eyes, "It's a Chinese New Year, and children know that it is unlucky to quarrel during the Chinese New Year! Your husband and wife are fine, and it's the Spring Festival. You quarreled from North China In southern China, there is the Yangtze River and the Dabie Mountains in the middle! It’s awesome!"

"You—" Papa Bian was choked by his words, and raised his hands as if to slap him.

While thinking about it, he ran far away, "What? I said that I can't beat my son, so I know I'm wrong and want to denounce violence!"

"You bastard!"

"Okay, just tell me?" He jumped back again, ran behind his father, stretched out his paws to massage his father's shoulders, "I know you love me, don't let me get involved in those bad things, But anyway, I am a part of this family, and I will be eighteen in one year. You can’t hide everything from me. If I were a girl, that’s all. It’s not a problem to hide under your wings all the time -"

"Eighteen years old, not even one year old yet!" Father Bian corrected seriously.

"Hi! My age is also eighteen! Do you really think I'm a girl to raise? Am I so careless?"

Papa Bian looked back at his son speechlessly, and that glance clearly expressed his true inner thoughts: What can you kid do?

While thinking about baring his teeth and smiling, he tried his best to press his father's shoulder.

"Originally, I didn't intend to deal with the matter of you and your wife...Which old couple doesn't quarrel every day?" He slowed down, and continued, "But I was thinking about it just now, With Aunt Jia's temper, if you don't really annoy her, she won't even bother to turn against you—so this is obviously not a small quarrel! And you have seriously affected the only one in the family. The normal life of the minors, so Comrade Bian, tell the truth, is this caused by Chen...cough...my uncle?"

Father Bian fell silent, making Bian Xiang a little confused as to whether he was trying to organize his words or insisted on continuing to hide it.

So he added to the fire, "Aunt Jia has followed you to this small southern town for several years, you think she is not unreasonable, is she? Even I know that it was not easy for you when you returned to her house in Quancheng. , you can't abduct someone else's daughter and hang it up now, can you?"

Thinking about this makes me a little sad.

Father Bian sighed heavily, "I know it's not easy for you, Aunt Jia, but—"

Back then, kidnapping someone else's daughter wasn't a big deal, but he even snatched her to this small southern town. Father Bian knew he was in the wrong, so even if the Shen family was eccentric now, he still gave Shen Yun good face and endured it.

The quarrel started when Chen Wentong received a call before boarding the plane at the airport.

Chen Wentong really caused trouble.

Before the Chinese New Year, he went to a nightclub with his cronies and friends, and competed with another group for the hostess. Neither of the two groups accepted the other, so they fought immediately.Getting drunk and making trouble was common in places like nightclubs, but it was a coincidence that Chen Wentong bumped into him that night, and there was a man in the other group who everyone called him Zhou Shao, and he followed his family back to the city. The only son of a certain boss in his hometown during the Chinese New Year, when the two groups fought, someone had covered up this young master Zhou and wanted him to leave first, but Chen Wentong was used to being arrogant, and when he saw young master Zhou being protected Li believed that he must be the important person of the other party, and the simple and easy-to-understand elementary school theory of catching the thief and the king still existed in his pitifully thin brain, so he carried the wine bottle through the sea of ​​people and took a few steps to run Finally, he made a move, Dahong spread his wings and opened the back of the person's head.

During the dance of demons, harsh electronic sounds and blurred lights are enough to cause people to fall into hallucinations. Alcohol paralyzes the nerves, and the rust smell brought by the eruption of blood stimulates the secretion of adrenal glands. The demons and ghosts are crazy-no one will go in the dark and chaotic. Pay attention to who punched who and who stabbed who, as long as you come, I will go, and the knife will go in without stopping.

As soon as Zhou Shao fell down, the people who protected him also turned upside down, and he never got up again.

Later, they were all sent to the hospital, and Zhou Shao was gone. He was hit hard on the head and his liver ruptured, so the rescue failed.

Chen Wentong is an unlucky guy, usually he is lucky enough to win a lottery or something, but that night, he knocked out a big turning point in his life - what is the origin of Zhou Shao?Later, he was stabbed by someone and stepped on by someone, no one saw him, but everyone only recognized Chen Wentong who was the first to attack him.

The son who was happy to go back to his hometown for the New Year would be gone if he said nothing, not to mention the Zhou family, the leader of the new faction who went back to his hometown to worship his ancestors for the festival, no one would accept it!So the Zhou family let go, and they will never die with Chen Wentong!

Chen Wentong, a powerless second generation who has no power or even lost his family, has always been a coward who pretends to be a tiger. He usually relies on saying "My brother-in-law is XXX" to show off his might in the city. If something happens, he can never take care of himself, let alone Saying that he offended the Zhou family, this is a power that even thinking about his father would not dare to offend easily.

After the incident that night, a crowd of people entered the police station. Fortunately, Chen Wentong was released by Bian's father, but it was useless.

By the time he came to the door crying, he had already been chased and beaten by Zhou's family. With snot and tears, he accused him of giving Zhou Shao that scoop at the beginning, and he didn't know who followed him. Then do nothing about him.

But if he said this, would the Zhou family listen?Will you listen?Now people insist on him, unless he can grow wings out of thin air and go to the sky, otherwise Zhou Shao's matter will be completely on his head.

This incident made a big fuss, and the family's only son was confiscated, and he died in a disgraceful manner, which completely embarrassed the Zhou family.In the future, whenever someone talks about this matter, they will label Zhou Shao as "for the sake of a nightclub lady's death". No wonder the Zhou family is not crazy!

The pain of killing a child is unparalleled.

Ren Shen Yunjia, a woman who has never been involved in officialdom, knows that she can't be kind.Don't say that Chen Wentong is certain to die, I'm afraid that if someone comes out to protect him at this moment, they will be affected by the Zhou family's thunderous wrath.

So she changed her past laissez-faire and tried her best to prevent Bian's father from protecting Chen Wentong, but Bian's father had his own concerns and ideas, and the two had differences and conflicts, which led to a big quarrel.

I wondered what kind of reaction I should have after listening to it.

The three views he has accumulated over the past ten years tell him that Chen Wentong is a damned, unscrupulous bastard who has never been on the stage, so he still thinks he is a stubborn boss⑨?There is a big puddle of feces and urine on the back of the butt that hasn't been cleaned every day. This idiot is a brain-dead guy. He also agrees with Shen Yunjia's concept, so he shouldn't bother with it.

But looking back, this is not the first time Chen Wentong has caused trouble. He doesn't know the level of his previous affairs, but according to the professional level of this idiot who caused trouble, how low can the level be?Didn't his father take care of it all?

Should he scold Chen Wentong for being an idiot, or persuade his father to stop taking care of this matter?Or... Praise his father for his love and righteousness?

The inexplicable thought behind him amused him strangely as he thought about it.

"Can you ignore this?"

Even if Zhou's family is not involved, just relying on his nine-year compulsory education and the meager amount of knowledge of laws and regulations in political classes in the first semester of senior high school, he knows that killing people pays for their lives is justified, and provoking trouble after drinking is wrong. Such collective vicious incidents of killing people will always be held accountable for Mao Yinchou.

He himself is not of a jealous nature or insists on the complete fairness of this society. He just thinks that things like Chen Wentong should teach him a lesson.The family environment is there. When he first came across the word "bribery" in elementary school, he might still call the pile of things at home "bribery" to criticize his father, but after a long time, he will naturally calm down. Come down, this is not just a question of common sense, but a statement.Most of the time, when those people deliver things to their door, they just maintain a relatively peaceful relationship on the surface like morning and night Dingsang, and it’s far from reaching a specific purpose by relying on them. It’s like worshiping various ghosts and gods, aren’t you If you really count on ghosts and gods to solve your problems, it's just a ritual, just to make you feel at ease-if you really want to ask for specific things, you won't be so open and above board.In this public security political and legal community, will there be fewer people entertaining households with this kind of relationship?

Perhaps this is how people grow up, from getting used to it to being subtle, and the drizzle is silent.

Bian Zhenhua looked at his son and sighed, thinking about it, he saw his father's helplessness and denial of his problem.

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Note ⑨: stubborn master, old Beijing dialect.Refers to the kind of people who take playing as a serious matter and have to play well; there used to be so many children from richer families; they are not doing their jobs.