Eighty-ninth bowl of soup (eight)

In front of outsiders, Wen Renmu still shows face to his daughter. But as soon as he entered the house, he rushed into the kitchen to find Qinghuan. He hadn't noticed that it was a strange boy who opened the door for him. Now he came out with the food and looked at it, and the smile on his face disappeared.

He is not a stingy person, but there is a boy in the family, which is really unhappy, especially the boy is so good-looking.

Zhou Shen was also surprised by Wen Renmu's tall and powerful temperament, and slightly put away his presumptuous eyes, acting like the legendary "good boy of someone else's house." "Hello, uncle, I'm a noisy classmate, my name is Zhou Shen, I really disturbed my visit today."

Wen Renmu nodded his head as a greeting, and didn't pay much attention to it. When he entered the kitchen again, Qing Huan just had the rice ready for him to take it out. He stole an incense on her lips and asked, "Why does that kid come to our house?" It is enough for them to be the only man in their house. No need to raise a dog!

Qing Huan really convinced him to be jealous, but this time the vinegar was really right. She let Wen Renmu take a bite on her lips, and then said: "Noisy is very fond of it, don't you think the children are too long? Does it look good?"

Wen Renmu frowned and said, "The stinky little devil, who looks good and can see where he is going, is not even a man."

Qing Huan smiled, "It's chanting to like it."

Seeing her smiling happily, Wen Renmu couldn't help holding the meal with one hand and hooking her waist, taking advantage of no one in the living room to look at the kitchen, and kiss her again. Because Qing Huan turned her back to the kitchen, she didn't pay attention. After Wen Renmu kissed her, she inadvertently raised her head, but saw his son... No, the daughter's classmate was looking here, his eyes were abnormal.

He is not an ordinary person, let alone an ordinary parent. During the ten years he was in jail, and the ten years since he came out, even if there is still recklessness in his temperament, he looks at people. The aspect is also very winking. This kid named Zhou Shen, the look in his eyes just now...

"Wood? Wood?"

He heard his wife's cry and returned to his senses. What he saw was Qing Huan's slightly worried eyes, "It's okay, I just lost my mind suddenly. There are more people to eat today. Have you done more? My son just saw it. It's edible."

Qing Huan: "...That's your daughter."

...Forget it again, he always thinks that is a son. Wen Renmu took the time to take a look at Cheng Nao, who was holding the game console. In the depths of his heart, there were probably 10,000 grass mud horses flying by. Look at the short hair that saw the scalp, the sitting posture with unruly legs spread out, and men. Fully dressed up...Who believes that this is not a son? Even looks like a man! Wen Renmu sighed, then glanced at his beloved treasure, how could it be inherited to him.

Zhou Shen's background is good, and his dining etiquette is very elegant. Qinghuan is a person who eats slowly and eats slowly. This makes the father and daughter who are used to the wind and the cloud a little confused, so they have to become elegant together-so tired, can you? Have a good meal? Cheng Nao's heart was broken. She liked Zhou Shen, but she had to pretend to be a lady every time she was with Zhou Shen... She was really pretending to be a lady, she couldn't talk loudly and walk, couldn't be frivolous, even hiccup, fart and pick her nose. You have to endure the shit, and you have to eat like this, chew a bite of the dish seven or eight times before swallowing it, a chopsticks rice can not be bigger than a fist...

Good-looking is good-looking, good study is good study, but it doesn't seem to be suitable for her, this kind of kaolin flower should not be climbed, and it feels comfortable to be with a girl.

Zhou Shen thought he was pretty sure about Cheng Nao. Although he had been joking with Cheng Nao, he had been paying attention to the interaction between Qing Huan and Wen Renmu from the corner of his eye. Whether it was Wen Renmu tearing up crabs for Qinghuan or pouring her water and handing her a paper towel, he watched silently, and then fire spread in his body again. So he talked to Cheng Nao in some ways, a little lazy, a little disinterested.

He had done this before, robbing their girlfriends from others or playing with their wives. This was not the first time he had done these things, so he was not afraid at all, and he didn't feel guilty at all. Let’s play, anyway, their family is rich, and things that can be settled with money are not a big deal. Besides, these women don’t suffer. They all get happiness, right? It’s better than doing things with a thirty or forty-year-old man. Together are strong. Men at this age are beginning to lose kidneys, but women are like wolves, so whether they can be satisfied is another question.

Therefore, he already regards Qinghuan as his own pocket. He doesn't care about Cheng Nao and Wen Renmu. Cheng Nao doesn't need to talk about it. At first glance, he doesn't know how to fight. Girls like this will not be liked by men. People look down upon it. As for the old man who is engaged in building materials and hardware, hey, it would be better to solve it.

Don't you want to go to work? When the beautiful aunt is alone in her empty boudoir, let him take care of her and do a good thing.

If it weren't for Qing Huan to rub Wen Renmu's legs under the table, with his violent temper, the grass on Zhou Shen's grave now grows as tall as a person. He was about to be blown up with anger. This little beast didn't put him in his eyes at all. He completely ignored him and dared to look at his treasure with such disgusting eyes. Believe it or not he brought the knife and cut him? ! With that disgusting and nasty look, how confident is he that he will not be seen through? !

It's just a teenager, so why compare with him?

If it was Wen Renmu, who worked in the repair shop in his destiny, he couldn't tell that Zhou Shen's eyes were normal. First of all, this child is very good at disguising. Second, Wen Renmu is just an ordinary person among all living beings. He lives a common life for every family in this country every day, simple, safe and happy, like a 30-something wife being a teenager. What happened to the boy's fancy, I have only seen it in the yellow book. How many examples are there in real life? What's more, it happened to yourself?

But this Wen Renmu, although he was young and vigorous when he was a teenager, his ten-year prison life has honed his will and character, and the ten years of working alone later gave him a momentum and ability that is completely different from that of ordinary people. . He has met many people with different appearances, and he also understood that a beautiful appearance is not necessarily the same as a heart. This teenage child is not familiar with his old fritters even if he matures early.

It did hide well at the beginning, but unfortunately when he kissed Qinghuan, the boy was so angry that it really leaked thoroughly. For Wen Renmu when he was young, no one could see Huan more clearly. Fist went in the morning.

Poor Zhou Shen thought he was winning. After bidding farewell to Qinghuan and his wife, he was complacent. He rejected Cheng Nao's proposal to send him home and stopped a taxi. As soon as he got in the car, he sent a message to a group of friends: There is a good one, is it coming?

The mobile phone rang quickly, and the teenager had an excited smile on his face. The driver took a look in the rearview mirror and sighed. Nowadays, children can’t do without the mobile phone, and they are not afraid to look at them. broken.

Wen Renmu at home was not idle, and started to call on the sofa: "The third child, you can check with me a guy named Zhou Shen, and that stinky boy in my house... No, my girl is in the same class, what? origin?"

"Second, send someone to follow the boy named Zhou Shen, and report to me immediately if you have any news!"

Qing Huan supported her chin and watched him call. Cheng Nao went to the kitchen to wash the dishes after sending her classmates back. He also heard her father's loud voice, and asked loudly, "What are you going to do?! Should you not? It's a perverted pedophile! My classmate is still under adulthood!"

Wen Renmu couldn't bear it: "Is your father important or your classmates important?!"

Cheng Nao waved the water on his hands and came out: "Of course it is a classmate. I have soaked him for almost three months. As for you, we only met for the first time yesterday."

An arrow hit Renmu's chest, making him speechless in pain. Qing Huan smiled and rubbed his chest: "You have to get used to it, making noise and talking like stunned people."

"Unfilial son, you weren't like that in front of that little **** just now!" He spoke softly, even his smile showed only eight teeth. Although he often showed his true shape, he tried to show his ladylike side after all. Despite seeing the smell of people wood goose bumps fell all over the floor.

Cheng Nao was so angry that she said, "You must take care of it!" After sending Zhou Shen away, she carefully thought about her performance. To be honest, she was disgusted...

Qing Huan watched the father and daughter talk and talk, and then took the time to ask: "How are you making trouble, are you soaking up?"

Cheng Nao sighed, "Mom...I don't think he is suitable for me."

"You look uglier." Father said pertinently.

The daughter sneered: "Then who am I like?"

father:"……"

Qing Huan asked: "Why?"

"Oh, mom, you should understand me, don't you feel this way when you are with dad? It's completely the opposite of yourself, dad is so rude and unqualified, don't you feel uncomfortable?"

Wen Renmu gasped and slapped the table, startled: "What did you say, brat—"

"Do you feel uncomfortable?" Qing Huan didn't care about him at all.

Cheng Nao also ignored him: "It's uncomfortable, mom, do you know what we are talking about? What is he talking about current affairs, politics and physics...Is there any art, appreciation, antiques, etc., but I don't like it. I can't talk to him either." She likes playing games, playing around and fighting, but Zhou Shen doesn't like it at all.

"I have to be careful not to step too far when I walk with him, otherwise he looks like a boy-but who stipulates that girls can't do this? Cut short hair, play games, like basketball, don’t cook, and do housework. Is there a girl? If that's the case, I would rather be a man."