Mr. Kang hates one thing most in his life. No, there are two things now.

One, someone snatched something from him. I'm sorry, he has never been to kindergarten and doesn't know how to share.

Second, his parents cook snail noodles.

Mr. Kang walked out of the bedroom holding the grapefruit and looked at the young couple in the kitchen.

"You only ate snail noodles last night, why do you want to eat it again today?"

When he returns to his body in the future, he has to find a way to run the snail powder into bankruptcy.

Nothing that smells like this should exist in this world.

President Kang pinched the round grapefruit, the strong fragrance of grapefruit gave a little chance to survive.

"Parents, can you stop eating snail noodles?"

Yue Qin added a spoonful of sour bamboo shoots in, and turned around and said to his son: "Baby, mom and dad just want to teach you a truth. You have to gradually accept that others are different from you, and you have to understand their differences. "

Xia Sheng nodded, indicating that her husband was right.

Mr. Kang looked at this big dad who spoke righteously, and looked at the violent mother who was a parenting expert. He had every reason to believe that these young couples would use this excuse to do countless things in front of him that he couldn't understand.

However, it is strange to say that, afterwards, Mr. Kang realized that he would not be angry and mad if he did not listen to him at all.

There is still a memory in his body, whether in the company or at home, as long as someone misses his plan, he will have an impulse in his heart, wanting to control the other's impulse and want to crush the other's. impulse.

And now, he spit out, and sometimes he was very curious about what the young couple wanted to do.

There is no such irritability.

"All right, you are happy." Mr. Kang pinched the grapefruit peel again, breathing the fragrance of grapefruit again.

If you just look at the way the big dad cooks snail noodles, you will find it particularly delicious.

He is carefully preparing every ingredient, his eyes are serious and calm.

This smell is really unpleasant.

At this time, Mr. Kang saw a touch of green on the balcony, and the little parrot was resting on the railing on the balcony.

President Kang hurried over.

The living room and the balcony were connected by floor-to-ceiling glass. Mr. Kang opened the glass door, and in the next second he saw that the little parrot began to vomit.

Mr. Kang was funny and angry, and quickly closed the glass door.

"Smelly! Smelly! Smelly!" The little parrot was forced to say the fifth sentence.

No, the first sentence is good boss.

The second sentence is Kang Kang.

The third sentence is that I can talk.

The fourth sentence is that I can fly.

He said that this snail powder is too unpleasant. Look at this little parrot. He could say 4 sentences originally, but now he is forced to say the 5th sentence.

"Hello boss." The little parrot flopped and flopped with its tender green wings, shouting in his mouth.

Mr. Kang looked at the grapefruit in his hand and said, "Wait for me here, I will search to find if the parrot can eat grapefruit."

As Mr. Kang said, he turned around and opened the glass door. When he opened the glass door, he didn't forget to look back at the little parrot. As expected, his mouth was so smelly that he opened his mouth wide.

Mr. Kang searched on the computer, can a parrot eat grapefruit?

As a result, I saw that it was possible, but I had to eat bit by bit.

Mr. Kang immediately took the knife and took the grapefruit to the balcony.

He felt that he should really face more little animals, and if he continued to face the little couple inside, he really was about to become a child mentality.

The little parrot folded its wings and jumped on the railing with joy.

Mr. Kang was frightened by him jumping like this, for fear that he would jump down accidentally.

When he thought of this, he suddenly realized that the other party was a bird that could fly.

Mr. Kang quickly peeled off a grapefruit and took out the grapefruit petals. Baidu said that they should be fed slowly, otherwise they would choke easily.

Mr. Kang separated the small particles in the grapefruit petals: "Come here, there is something delicious."

The little parrot was about to come, and someone inside came out: "Kangkang is back for breakfast."

The little parrot glanced at the people inside and flew away all at once.

Mr. Kang looked at the grapefruit petals in his palms, and said to his heart, "It was hard to peel them off, so you can eat something before leaving."

It seems that this little parrot is afraid of life, but when the little parrot sees himself for the first time, he is not afraid of himself.

It seems that he really likes himself! As a person who has never been popular with animals, Mr. Kang is very happy.

"Son, what are you beautiful there? Come over for breakfast."

President Kang returned to the dining table. The young couple had eaten the snail noodles. They didn't know how they did it. There was no smell in the living room.

On the small table, put his bowls.

"Come here for breakfast," the big dad greeted.

When Mr. Kang saw it, his eyes brightened. He likes chicken soup meatball noodles the most. In a small bowl of noodles, the small meatballs exude a fragrance.

Mr. Kang ate it all in one go.

The young couple is on the other side, discussing things quietly--

President Kang pricked his ears and listened carefully to the conversation between the two.

The big dad said: "You are waiting for my news at home, I went to them and said, there is no such reason, you have done nothing wrong, why dismiss you?"

Xia Sheng shook his head: "It's okay. I also want to stop and examine myself. I don't know whether it is suitable for playing the piano or not. Maybe I really don't have any talent. If I had talent, I would have been killed long ago. Found."

She began to realize yesterday that maybe her mother was right, she was wrong from beginning to end.

Yue Qin hugged his wife: "Don't listen to their nonsense, you are the most talented pianist I have ever seen."

"You think, if you really don’t have talent, then why should they hit you? They hit you like this, suppress you, it must be because you are particularly talented, they feel threatened, afraid that you surpass them, so they hit you at the beginning You, if you believe them, they will win." Yue Qin said.

President Kang swallowed a ball and was stunned. There was no sense of contradiction to the logic of the big dad.

But, big dad is going to trouble the art center?

"Dad, I want to go with you." President Kang said seriously when he went downstairs.

"You are going to the kindergarten today. Yesterday you had taken a leave of absence because you were drunk." Yue Qin said, "Baby, don't worry. Dad told the teacher that you were sick, not that you were drunk."

"Listen to me!" Mr. Kang had already figured out the temper of the big dad: "You can't learn anything in the kindergarten. It doesn't matter if you don't go for a day."

"But the situation here is different. My father is going to seek justice for my mother. As a man in the family, how can I miss such a thing?"

Yue Qin was a little hard to believe: "Baby, I must find a day this week to take you to test IQ and EQ."

Can you say this, is this really a genius child?

"You said first, take me or not?" A male parent, in his bones, is brave and responsible for his children.

I hope my child can be a brave and responsible person.

Yue Qin: "Take you there."

Mr. Kang: "..." Look, this is a capitalist who can always achieve his own goals.

The big guy is silly and sweet, and he knows so little that he can only abuse it when he sends it up.

Mr. Kang's eyes are evil and enchanting, and the next step is his home court!

"Baby, what's wrong with your eyes? Come, Dad will show you if it gets into the sand?"

Chapter 27 The Showdown between Mom and Mrs. Zhang (one more) (Maybe you like me more than you...)

The Art Center was actually very dumb. They first received a message from Mr. Zhang that Xia Sheng had broken one of their pianos. Xia Sheng broke it during working hours, so the Art Center would naturally pay for it.

The owner of the Art Center is also very personal. Naturally, he knows that Mr. Zhang’s family should not lack such a piano. Although the other party’s tone is not irritable, but there must be something happening in it. The focus is not on money, nor It's not to lose.

The owner of the Art Center said very honestly that Xia Sheng was only working part-time and had not signed a formal contract, so he was not an employee of the Art Center. The owner of the Art Center apologized again and again, and Mr. Zhang really stopped over there.

The boss said that he had not guessed wrong, but he probably wondered that there is nothing more than a contradiction between a man and a woman in some peachy incidents. Looking at Mr. Zhang's behavior, it is obvious that Xia Sheng has offended people.

The owner of the Art Center immediately notified Xia Sheng that he would not use it for work here.

At this time, Mrs. Zhang came again.

When the owner of the art center saw Mrs. Zhang, he became even more nervous. In general, there are peachy incidents between men and women, especially rich men, and wives are not easy to provoke.

It is estimated that Xia Sheng was in trouble, especially since Mrs. Zhang was so kind to Xia Sheng before. Everyone has seen it. Now that something like this has happened, the other party must have felt betrayed and angry.

Madam Zhang asked blankly, "Is Teacher Xia here?"

"Ms. Xia may not come. She resigned."

Mrs. Zhang frowned, her eyes a little sad, and she said, "Can you give me her address?"

"Yes, I'll look for it."

Xia Sheng's mood gradually calmed down. The work of the Art Center could not be done and it was okay. She turned out her mobile phone and found the message from her previous friend.

The message page of the two people still stays at the sentence sent by the other party--

"If you regret it, you can contact us at any time."

"You are really very talented, and we need you very much."

Xia Sheng looked at the last two text messages again, pressed his hand on the keyboard, and typed a sentence--

"If I come back now, what's the salary?"

However, after the sentence was typed out, she watched it like this, but did not send it out.

It seemed that the little girl appeared again in front of her, covered in wounds, she could only stand secretly in the corner looking at the girls playing the piano over there.

At that time, she told herself that when she grew up, she must do what she wanted to do and be the person she wanted to be.

Now she has grown up, she can wear skirts, can grow long hair, she can be beautiful, she can be clean and beautiful.

No one grabbed her by the ears anymore and disliked her as a girl, nor disgusted her because of her love of beauty and cleanliness, she didn't have to pretend to hate her own sex, and desperately be the other's non-existent son.

Xia Sheng lay on the office chair, but finally did not say this sentence.

As long as she sent this sentence, she was betraying her previous self, betraying her dreams, and denying everything about herself.

"Boom boom boom--" Someone knocked on the door at this moment.

Xia Sheng got up as if her husband had sent his son back to kindergarten.

Xia Sheng opened the door, and Madam Zhang stood at the door, a little anxious: "Teacher Xia, why did you resign from the Art Center?"

Yesterday she actually thought it was Mrs. Zhang who asked her to practice piano, but later found out that Mrs. Zhang was not at home. Mr. Zhang introduced her to two pianists in the industry.

Xia Sheng pressed his temple. It is estimated that Mrs. Zhang did not know what happened yesterday.

But Xia Sheng had a weird feeling in his mind: "Is your husband okay?"

She didn't act lightly or severely, and the opponent was not as resistant as her former opponent.

I was extremely angry yesterday, but today I calmed down.

"It's okay. They are living in the hospital now. They are going to play some games. Although they said that their leg was broken, the doctor said it would not affect their future walking." Mrs. Zhang's words were immediately turned back: "Why don't you go to art? Is it centered? Did something happen at home?"

Xia Sheng looked at Madam Zhang, and the other party didn't have any anger on her face. Instead, she was anxious. It seemed that she was really anxious not to work in the art center.

Mrs. Zhang is still saying: "If there is anything, you must tell me, I can help you too."

Xia Sheng remembered the other party learning piano for her husband, plastic surgery for her husband, trying to become a little lady, and couldn't help but get a headache. After this matter, the other party would definitely not believe it, and it might be possible to blame her.

But no matter whether the other party believes it or not, she has to say, after all, the other party is really good to herself during this period, and she is thinking about everything for herself.

"Your husband..." Xia Sheng carefully considered the sentence in the scorching gaze of the other party.

When Mrs. Zhang heard this, she seemed to immediately understand that there was no need for Xia Sheng to continue speaking. She said, "Are you for this reason?"

Xia Sheng was a little surprised: "Isn't this reason enough? Don't you care about this kind of thing at all?"

Mrs. Zhang said: "I know about this, you really don't have to avoid suspicion, I can understand."

"What?" Xia Sheng only felt that his three views were shattered, and stopped him, and said, "You already know what happened, but don't you mind? What do you think?"

During this time, the two people get along fairly well, and Mrs. Zhang is a very generous person.

But she didn't expect that the other party could be so bold, that even this kind of thing could laugh at it?

Mrs. Zhang sighed and said comfortingly: "This is actually a very normal thing. Who wouldn't like a girl like you?"

Mrs. Zhang has been careless since she was a child, like a rough man, she doesn’t pay attention to images, and she has no femininity. She has always felt that these cute, kind, gentle and gentle girls are treasures in the world, and she has always hoped that she can be like that. Girl.

"You really don't have to avoid suspicion because my husband likes you."

Xia Sheng pressed his temple and told himself that he must not hit anyone anymore today.

Mrs. Zhang looked at Xia Sheng’s face: "Don’t think I’m good at responding. I understand this very well, because everyone likes a girl like you. The first time I saw you, you were sitting there. Playing the piano on the stage is like an angel passing by the world, and singing like a natural sound."

"When you laugh, it's like blooming in spring, the soft petals make people want to hold it in the palm of your hand."

This is probably the strangest compliment Xia Sheng has ever heard in his life.

She had hoped that others could treat her as a woman all her life, maybe because she was denied gender for too long when she was a child.

However, I have to say that this moment still feels weird.

Xia Sheng endured the goose bumps, and probably understood a little: "Your husband doesn't like me. What you know is not that your husband wants to control me, right?"

Xia Shengxin said, maybe you like me more than your husband.

Mrs. Zhang was a little surprised at the beauty's face, but when she heard this, she suddenly returned to her senses: "What?"

"Your husband wants to control me and wants me to be his and his partner's lover. Therefore, your husband and his two friends were beaten by me. The game they want to play is me." Xia Sheng said: "The most important thing is that although I don't want to admit it, the image you just mentioned has nothing to do with me."

Xia Sheng also hopes that she can have such a beautiful image, but she can drink, smoke, fight impulsively and violently...

What a pure angel, spring flowers, has nothing to do with her.

Before high school, she didn't wear a skirt, and her hair was short. She still remembers the skirt she and her sister had finally saved to buy. She only dared to wear it in private. In the end, she was cut off by her own mother.

Therefore, before she was in high school, she would receive a circle of surprised eyes when she walked into the women's bathroom.

Never imagined that someday someone would use words like flowers, angels to describe her.

It's so happy.

It's so weird, and it makes her feel happy.

Xia Sheng pressed his temple, and sure enough, the shadow of childhood killed people.

She wanted her husband to come back soon. When she was anxious, she wanted to eat the snail noodles made by her husband.