"Beep, beep, beep."

　　 "Hey, this is Xiao Hongwei."

　　 "Hello Uncle Xiao, this is Chen Hansheng, I want to find Xiao Rongyu."

　　 "Han Sheng, Xiao Yuer has rested, you can call again tomorrow."

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　　 "Beep, beep, beep."

　　 "Hey, who?"

　　 "Good morning, Uncle Xiao, this is Chen Hansheng, please let Xiao Rongyu answer the phone."

　　 "Little fish is out, sorry."

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　　 "Beep, beep, beep."

　　 "Uncle Xiao, this is Chen Hansheng, I want to find Xiao Rongyu."

　　 "Xiao Yu'er hasn't come back yet, please call back tonight."

　　 "It's okay, please tell her, so I'm back to school today."

　　 Hearing these words, the end of the phone suddenly became quiet. It seemed that someone was covering the microphone. Chen Hansheng had good ears and could vaguely recognize Xiao Hongwei's vague voice: "He is back to school today..."

　　 Chen Hansheng couldn't hear anyone answering. After a while, Xiao Hongwei picked up the microphone and said: "Han Sheng, I will pass it on. Then you pay attention to safety and report a message to your parents at school."

　　 Hung up the phone, Xiao Hongwei looked at Xiao Rongyu worriedly, and said distressedly: "Why are you arguing? Let's talk to Dad."

　　 Xiao Rongyu was wearing a creamy white pajamas with slings, casually spreading her hair, sitting on the sofa with her knees hugged, her expression haggard, her eyes a little red and swollen, and her delicate melon seeds' face seemed a bit pointed.

　　 She didn't speak, she just sat blankly.

　　 After Xiao Rongyu came back last night, he directly locked the bedroom door behind him. Soon Chen Hansheng called.

　　 Not to mention the analysis from professional sensitivity, but from the father's identity judgment, Xiao Hongwei also knows that this matter must be related to Chen Hansheng.

　　 "Your mother is coming back, she will definitely have to ask when you see your state."

　　 Xiao Hongwei said with a sigh.

　　 This sentence finally worked. It seems that Xiao Rongyu didn't want his mother to discover anything, and finally stood up to wash.

　　 "Little fish."

　　 Xiao Hongwei suddenly called to her: "Are you and Chen Hansheng in love?"

　　 Xiao Rongyu suddenly turned around and said categorically: "No, not before, not now, and there will never be in the future!"

　　 Xiao Hongwei sighed. He was a person who came over and a criminal investigation expert. It is still clear whether his daughter is lying.

　　 At noon, Xiao Rongyu's mother, Lu Yuqing, came home from get off work. She saw her husband washing vegetables in the kitchen and took off his coat to help.

　　 "Where is the little fish?" Lu Yuqing asked.

　　 "Just getting up and washing up."

　　 Xiao Hongwei took the initiative to help her daughter round up the lie.

　　 Lu Yuqing is a little strange: "She rarely woke up so late before."

　　 "It's on holiday, it's normal to sleep for a few hours."

　　 Xiao Hongwei pretended to be a little impatient, and Lu Yuqing didn't ask any more.

　　 After a while, Xiao Hongwei pretended not to mention: "I remember you and Chen Zhaojun's wife are very familiar."

　　 "Liang Meijuan?"

　　 Lu Yuqing said: "I used to be quite familiar, but I haven't gotten in touch recently."

　　 "If you have time to make an appointment for a meal, you still have to spend more time with friends." Xiao Hongwei said while picking vegetables.

　　 "Why, does Chen Zhaojun want to be promoted?"

　　 Lu Yuqing, who was also in the system, immediately thought of this possibility.

　　 Xiao Hongwei laughed and laughed: "We are all this age and still thinking about promotion. We just make an appointment to sit down."

　　 Seeing that her husband was not telling the truth, Lu Yuqing stopped asking. Xiao Hongwei’s work often involves the principle of confidentiality, and family members cannot ask more.

　　 "That's okay, I'll help Xiao Yuer tie his hair, and I'll make an appointment when I have time."

　　 After Lu Yuqing left the kitchen, Xiao Hongwei wiped the water stains on his hands and exclaimed: "We are almost at the top, and now we need to make plans for our children early."

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　　 A similar scene happened in Chen Hansheng's house, but it was a completely different atmosphere.

　　 "My life is so bitter. I haven't had a good day after marrying the Chen family. I finally hoped that my son would grow up, and it turned out to be an unscrupulous dog."

　　 Chen Hansheng had to go back to school before the end of the vacation. Liang Meijuan persuaded her to chat next to her.

　　 "I am the monitor of the class now, and the time does not belong to me. It belongs to all the classmates in the second class of public management, mother, I can't help myself."

　　 Chen Hansheng packed his luggage while talking nonsense.

　　 "Bah, I really don't know how the head teacher chooses you as the monitor."

　　 Liang Meijuan knows her son. When he doesn't want to tell the truth, he can run a train.

　　 Chen Hansheng has always packed his luggage by himself, and Chen Zhaojun and Liang Meijuan will not interfere. This is a habit formed over the years, but seeing two Hong Kong specialty phoenix goose in the package, Liang Meijuan asked: "Bring it to the dormitory students?"

　　 "No, for the class teacher." Chen Hansheng said.

　　 This time, I specially brought home local specialties for Guo Zhongyun. One is to thank him for helping to calm down the storm of beatings last time, and the other is to continue to maintain his personal relationship with him.

　　 Chen Hansheng can't give Guo Zhongyun a dime red envelope, let alone whether he will accept it, once money is nakedly involved, this relatively simple teacher-student relationship will immediately deteriorate.

　　 Before leaving, Liang Meijuan put out another 1,000 yuan for Chen Hansheng to carry. Chen Hansheng didn’t want to say, “I don’t lack money now.”

　　 "How much is the 2000 RMB living expenses that I brought when school starts?"

　　 Liang Meijuan is not at ease, must ask clearly~lightnovelpub.net~ It's half done. "

　　 Chen Hansheng told the truth.

　　 Liang Meijuan was taken aback for a moment: "This is only a month, how do you use it?"

　　 When Chen Hansheng was studying at home, the monthly living expenses of a family of three was only about 1,000 yuan. Now Chen Hansheng goes to college. Liang Meijuan and Chen Zhaojun only need a few hundred yuan a month for daily expenses.

　　 "When eating, drinking, and buying sundry, men always have to socialize." Chen Hansheng said indifferently.

　　 "You don't have a girlfriend, and you still learn from others to socialize."

　　 Liang Meijuan almost laughed, but she was also a little strange: "Then you don't want this 1,000 yuan?"

　　 "I made another 2500 in other places, and there is always no shortage of money."

　　 Chen Hansheng didn’t want to explain too much, he opened the door and said, “Old Chen, my mother, I’m leaving now. Take care of yourself at home. If you have anything to do, just quarrel and don’t fight.”

　　 Looking at the back of Chen Hansheng leaving, Liang Meijuan suddenly felt a little lonely.

　　 "Old Chen, are we getting old?"

　　 "How do you say that?"

　　 "I feel that Han Sheng doesn't need us anymore, no money, no matter what, he has his own world."

　　 Chen Zhaojun smiled, and gently put his arms around his wife's shoulders: "This is not very good, we can also worry less in the future."

　　 "This can't work!"

　　 Liang Meijuan suddenly raised her eyebrows: "I want to bring children to this bastard. Do you have a colleague or friend who has a moderate daughter who will get married as soon as you graduate from college."

　　 "Maybe... there is."

　　 Chen Zhaojun didn't know that Chen Hansheng and Xiao Rongyu had already "broken", and this charming figure could not help but pop up in his mind.

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