Perfect Two

Of course the rice is too much to eat.Cheng Xirong's digestion was not good, and he took the subway and went to the supermarket, and he didn't feel that there was any room left in his stomach after exercising all the way.Probably because I haven't eaten such a greasy thing for a long time, I just feel thirsty.

Uncle Tian ate quite happily.It's past meal time now, there are not many people in the noodle shop, and no one is waiting for a table.The two chatted while eating, and the waiter didn't rush, so the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

Uncle Tian put down his wine glass and said with emotion: "Before you always rejected me, but today you surprised me. I feel at ease and happy! I will be happy if you get closer to me."

Although a bit too realistic, to be honest, Cheng Xirong came to this meal because there was something he wanted to know.He is not a character who can live in confusion. When it comes to the top things, he has to figure it out.

Otherwise, I will not sleep well when I lie down at night.

Cheng Xirong asked bluntly, "Why?"

"What why? Why did you kiss me?" Uncle Tian stopped pinching peanuts, "Let me tell you, Cheng Xirong is my half son, and you are his apprentice, so you are also his half son. "

So am I a quarter grandchild...

What a mess, Uncle Tian must be drunk!

Cheng Xirong denied this relationship, smiled, and asked instead: "Are you here today for business?"

"Come find someone."

"Has anyone been found? Is it from that community?"

Uncle Tian also looked very casual, and didn't feel any embarrassment or awkwardness: "Yes."

"You don't even care about food!"

No one is there, so where can I manage it.Cheng Xirong felt that it was useless to talk nonsense, so he changed the subject again: "The money should still be returned to you. Including the previous medical expenses, I have some money on hand now, so it is not appropriate to continue like this."

Uncle Tian took a sip of Erguotou: "You are young now, and there are places where money is used everywhere. Keep it, and treat it as my retirement money in your deposit. You will remember me, and I will not move in bed in the future. You can go and see me and talk with me."

Cheng Xirong laughed: "Then if I insist on returning it to you, it seems that I don't want to give you old age."

"That's the truth."

Cheng Xirong said honestly: "But I don't know how long I can live with this body. Your investment is not worth it."

"Bah, bah, what depressing words did the little kid say? You are still young, and you have a long way to go in the future. Take good care of yourself. Nothing is more important than taking care of yourself."

Cheng Xirong didn't answer his words, poured him another glass of wine, and asked instead: "Have you never thought about raising a child? Adopt one."

Uncle Tian sighed: "I have raised it. Little white-eyed wolf, give him what he wants, spoiled him when he grew up, but he rebelled when he was in grade. I can't control it."

"What about people now?"

Uncle Tian's hand holding the glass paused, and then took a sip of the glass of wine: "Don't mention this. I just think you are very good, I like you, and you have a temper with me. Cheng Xirong also had a temper with me in the past, but it's a pity His parents are still alive, so I don't have much to say. Otherwise, he must be brought here."

Uncle Tian actually had such an idea! ? !

Cheng Xirong was shocked, and when he looked at Uncle Tian again, he felt a little indescribably subtle.I don't know if his parents know what he's thinking... Seeing that they have a good relationship, they probably haven't mentioned it...

I don't know what to say anymore, no matter how I go around, Uncle Tian has no flaws.The thoughts in my head are just guesses, not firm, and it is difficult to stand firm.

Then he can only take him back to see Fu Zhou.

Uncle Tian drank a lot of wine, his face was flushed, and he looked really happy.Satisfied with wine and food, Cheng Xirong picked two mouthfuls of cold dishes, Uncle Tian also saw through, smiled and patted Cheng Xirong on the shoulder: "Have you actually eaten?"

"Yes."

Uncle Tian was even happier: "You don't need to accompany me like this."

Cheng Xirong: "...No, I should."

When it was time to check out, Uncle Tian didn't grab it either, probably because of the wine, but I didn't remember it.Cheng Xirong transferred the account with his mobile phone, called Fu Zhou, and asked where he was.

"Come here, go to the gate of the community immediately."

The time is right.

Cheng Xirong said: "Then don't go home, come over to the old third noodle restaurant opposite."

Fu Zhou immediately became vigilant: "Where are you?"

"Yes. And Yang Tian, ​​I met him at the gate of the community, and we came to have a meal together. He drank too much."

Fu Zhou was silent for five seconds before uttering a sentence: "Wait for me there."

Cheng Xirong hung up the phone, and within 2 minutes, Fu Zhou's car appeared outside the glass door.He didn't even look for a parking space, so he put the car on the side of the road casually, and the people followed.Long legs and thin waist, stepping down with wind, it should be a very pleasing scene - if he is not so impatient.

As for lies, if you tell them, one day they will be exposed.No matter how many lies you use to cover it up, it will definitely not work out.

Not to mention people like Fu Zhou who have no talent at all.Sora has a calm face and no skill at lying.

Cheng Xirong stood up and met Fu Zhou: "Yang Tian drank two more glasses, I think he won't be able to leave."

Fu Zhou pursed his lips and breathed very slowly. He walked straight in front of Cheng Xirong and said, "You go back first. I'll take him home."

Cheng Xirong was not happy: "It's all at the door of the house, aren't you driving people out? It's not appropriate."

Fu Zhou looked back at Cheng Xirong: "Is he very friendly with us? Do you want to invite him to our house?"

Cheng Xirong asked, "Isn't it normal to invite you to your home?"

"What does it have to do with us? Are you going to invite me home?"

Cheng Xirong paused, still calm, but full of doubts: "I'm surprised, why do you always emphasize that it doesn't matter? Even if it doesn't matter, the seniors in the circle, acquaintances, is it enough to take them home for a drink to sober up?" Tea? Why are you so stingy?"

"I'm petty. It's my home and I have the power to decide who can come and who can't."

This sentence was completely beyond Cheng Xirong's expectation, just like a quarrel, anything can be said outside.

Cheng Xirong took a step back, and his voice became more stable: "I don't want to quarrel with you. I'll just ask, so you think I've made a presumptuous claim?"

Fu Zhou looked back at Yang Tian, ​​the latter's face was even redder, but his eyes were exceptionally bright.Obviously not drunk to the point of unconsciousness, he didn't say a word, and let the quarrel in front of him continue.Fu Zhou clenched his hands into fists by his side, and when he turned back to look at Cheng Xirong, he was firm: "Yes."

Cheng Xirong nodded: "I see. That's my problem. If I want to invite Yang Tian to drink tea, I shouldn't go to your territory."

Fu Zhou took a deep breath, still: "Yes."

Why don't you refute?Shouldn't it be "I didn't mean that"?What kind of trick is this?

Fu Zhou even quarreled so freshly and refinedly, his brain circuit was unusual.

Cheng Xirong suddenly felt powerless, and he lost the interest to fight.

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