Chapter 155 Add WeChat, angry with my father (one more)

"Is something wrong?" Jiang Fuyue turned her head to look at him.

Lin Shumo didn't say the second sentence, just took the heat preservation bucket and slapped her into her arms, and walked away by mistake.

Jiang Fuyue: "?"

Wang Haojun not far away: "!"

Jiang Fuyue didn't have any doubts for too long, and soon a text message came in with an unfamiliar number.

The soup Zhong Ziang gave her was handed over by Tolin Shumo.

Let her remember to drink, and don't forget to apply through his WeChat friend.

Jiang Fuyue clicked on WeChat and saw that there was a little red dot in the contact's location.

She thought about it and passed.

Send a message to Zhong Ziang: Soup is free.

The other end replied in a second: hehe, I can send it to my heart, it's up to you to drink or not.

This trick is still effective by retreating, at least making Jiang Fuyue frown at the heavy insulation bucket in her arms.

...

Lin Shumo sat in the cafeteria to eat.

No one dared to sit in the vacant seats in front of him and around him, so a vacuum was created, where he was inside, and the noise of the surrounding world was abandoned.

Cold and lonely.

With a blank face, he took a piece of pork ribs and put it in his mouth, playing an article in the latest issue of "Physical Review Letters" about "Multi-user time-energy entanglement swapping based on dense wavelength division multiplexed and sum-frequency" in his earphones. generation", and for the first time in the world proposed a dense wavelength division multiplexing (DWDM) quantum network based on quantum entanglement exchange...

"Lin, Lin Shao..." Someone approached, carefully speaking.

Lin Shumo raised his eyes lightly.

Wang Haojun swallowed twice, and put the thermal insulation bucket in his arms in front of him: "Jiangjiang Jiang Fuyue asked me to give it to you!"

When you're done, turn around and run.

Lin Shumo looked at the intact thermal insulation bucket in front of him, and doubts gradually appeared in his eyes.

still come back?

He took out his mobile phone and called Zhong Ziang.

The other end was quickly connected, "Xiao Momo, what's the matter?"

Listening to the tone, I am in a good mood, accompanied by the wind brought by the speeding of the sports car, it is the youth's unique high-spiritedness.

Lin Shumo sneered, just wondering if this guy would be so excited after hearing what he said next—

He said, "Jiang Fuyue returned the chicken soup."

Unexpectedly, the other end smiled and said "Oh", not surprised: "I'll pay it back, anyway, I gave it away, hehe..." He even got WeChat, and made a lot of money!

Lin Shumo frowned: "That's the reaction?"

"otherwise?"

"I thought you were going to throw your phone and curse your mother."

"Hey, what's the age? I'm already an adult. Haven't I heard that the collapse of an adult is silent?"

"Huh..." You collapsed? I didn't see it, thanks.

"Since she doesn't want it, then you drink it. Don't waste it. My mother got up early in the morning to cook it. It's cheap for you."

Lin Shumo snorted coldly, "Who should be rare?"

"Yes, yes, you Lin Shao are not uncommon, I beg you to drink, will you?"

Lin Shumo was too lazy to talk to him about being poor: "Hang up."

He put down his phone, swallowed when he pursed his lips, and rubbed his hands subconsciously before opening the lid of the heat preservation bucket.

The moment it was really revealed, the heat was blowing.

He took a sip, um, it was delicious!

...

On the other side, Zhong Ziang drove all the way, stepping back to the old house at the meal time.

Not the old house of the Zhong family, but the Xie family.

Uncle, this golden lump, had to move from Linhuai to the nest. He went home to have a look. Naturally, he had to catch the wind and wash the dust. The family was called by grandma not too early in the morning.

Xie Yunzao is okay, he is too wide, he lacks everything, but he does not lack time.

It's Zhong Yunyi...

He actually came along too, it's been a long time since I saw him.

Zhong Ziang parked the car and tossed the car keys while walking, before taking off his sunglasses.

All the way through the garden, who knows that Zhong Yunyi bumped into him head-on.

He froze.

The man was wearing a suit, with a tall and straight body, and was looking after him like a young man in his forties. He was staring at him with a frown.

Zhong Ziang restrained his smile, the originally raised corners of his mouth gradually flattened, and it was difficult to see his expression due to the occlusion of the sunglasses.

"Dad," he called, but only once.

Then he stepped up again, brushed past him, and went straight in.

"Zhong Ziang, stop!"

"What's the matter?" He stopped, but didn't look back.

Originally, the relationship between father and son was not good, and the transfer incident half a year ago almost pushed this precarious relationship between father and son to a cliff.

Fortunately, Xie Yunzao adjusted in the middle, and finally Xie Dingyuan agreed and took him away.

"Is this your attitude towards your elders?!" Zhong Yunyi's tone sank suddenly, and the aura of being at the top for a long time was overwhelming.

Fortunately, Zhong Zi'ang has long been used to it. In addition, he has been in Linhuai for half a year, and he is not afraid of him: "I've always been like this, is there any problem?"

"Stinky boy, your wings have grown hard after going out for half a year?!"

He used to say that Zhong Ziang was a little false, but now I don't know if he was used to being beaten by Jiang Fuyue, and was beaten by her fists, in short, he is quite calm now.

"Don't you just want to see me on my own and grow up? I'm in the middle of it, why are you still not satisfied? It's really hard to serve..."

Zhong Yunyi's brows twitched.

"It's alright, I'm in. It's so hot outside, I really don't know what to do outside..."

Zhong Yunyi, who came out shaking, said: "?"

"Take off your sunglasses!"

Zhong Zi'ang frowned: "What does it matter to you whether I take it or not?"

The man suppressed the throbbing pain in his temples and said, "It's not solemn to face the elders."

"Cut, my grandma and grandpa don't dislike it. Do you have any comments?"

"Don't make me say it again."

"My grandmother said that I'm so handsome, so I can pick it up. You have to ask my grandma if she agrees or not."

"Angang is back" Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived, and Ms. Fu's gentle and kind voice came, like the sound of nature.

"Grandma, I'm back!"

"Why are you sweating profusely? Come on, wipe..." He said, handing over the silk with his own hands.

Zhong Ziang took it in a friendly manner, sniffing his nose first: "Well, it's so fragrant!"

The old lady raised her eyebrows proudly: "Rose Amber, the new tune, how is it?"

"My grandmother shot, it must be the best of the best, I don't have to say!"

"This little mouth is so sweet..." Immediately, the old lady was coaxed into ecstasy.

Zhong Ziang glanced at him and stood in the back, being completely ignored by his father, he deliberately angered him: "Mother, look at my sunglasses, aren't they handsome?"

The old lady took a serious look, and nodded solemnly: "Handsome!"

"Hey, then I won't pick it up—" He deliberately let go of his voice so that the people behind him could hear it clearly.

"Don't pick it, just wear it like this. As expected of my grandson, it looks better than those little fresh meat of stars... Let's walk around, let's go in, it's very hot outside..."

"Okay!" Zhong Ziang followed.

Suddenly, the old lady stopped at her feet, as if she was thinking of her son-in-law, and turned back and called, "Yun Yi, come in too." Rou Qia is gentle, calm and kind.

But it is far from being close to Zhong Ziang.

Zhong Yunyi nodded: "Just come."

In the house, the food has already been set.

When Xie Yunzao saw that the old lady ran out to pick up Zhong Zian again on a hot day, he couldn't help but blame: "Mom, he's already such a big man, so it's not that he can't find his way."

Ms. Fu: "I'm happy."

Xie Yunzao: "..." There is no way to continue.

"Angang," the old lady led him to sit down on the sofa, her voice soft like water, "Why are you going out in the early morning?"

Zhong Ziang took the mobile phone for a while, then raised his head and grinned: "Hehe...Mother, are you kidding me?"

Ms. Fu calmly said, "How can this be called a cliché? I care about you. I didn't sleep late in the morning. I watched your mother boil the chicken soup, and went out with a heat preservation bucket. Has it been delivered to the little girl?"

Zhong Ziang touched the bridge of his nose and smirked: "Well."

wait, something is wrong...

"Where, where's the little girl?" His eyes flashed.

Actually got hit!

The old lady didn't break it, she just said with a smile: "This is the first time you have taken things out of your home to give away, not those gadgets that you can buy with money, but a filling of chicken soup..."

Zhong Ziang blinked: "What happened to the chicken soup?"

"It seems that he really likes other people's little girls."

Zhong Ziang blushed, but still said hard: "How can there be..."

Ms. Fu smiled without saying a word.

Xie Yunzao instructed the servant to prepare the meal, and turned to Zhong Zian: "Go and ask your grandfather and uncle to come down for dinner."

"Oh." Zhong Ziang ran upstairs.

Seeing Zhong Yunyi's brows tightening: "...It's still so unstable."

Xie Yunzao heard the words and said lightly, "You were not much better than him at your age."

"I'm talking about Zhong Ziang, why are you talking about me again?!"

"Contrast, what are you anxious about?"

Zhong Yunyi: "Just because you are used to it, he is so lawless and arrogant as he is now!"

After speaking, he walked away.

Xie Yunzao looked at the back of the man walking away.

On the second floor, Zhong Zi'ang went to call the old man first, then turned around and pushed open Xie Dingyuan's door: "Uncle, eat-" The meal is over.

Uh!

Before the last two words could be uttered, Zhong Zian was stunned, dumbfounded.

One watch, three thousand words, one point two at noon.