"Damn, the administrator in Building F gave me broken tables and old chairs. If I don't pay attention, I will collapse. The lost I also stuffed him with Chinese!"

　　 Chen Hansheng scolded and got up while throwing the pot to the desk, chair and administrator.

After 　　 sat down again, Chen Hansheng kindly reminded Shen Youchu: "In the future, you should be careful when sitting on these chairs and don't fall down."

　　 "I know."

　　 Shen Youchu's voice is still as soft and weak as before.

　　Chen Hansheng's heart beats very fast at this time, like a heavy hammer beating a drum, but the voice and tone of his speech are still as stable as usual.

　　 Shen Youchu and the Empress Dowager Liang met. He was not afraid at all. The main reason was who was accompanying the Queen Mother.

　　The one from Dongda, are you with me?

　　 But Chen Hansheng couldn't ask directly, because that purpose was too obvious, although Shen Youchu might not be able to see it.

　　 "Cough."

　　 Chen Hansheng coughed, and began to talk nonchalantly: "My mother, too, what to do when a person comes to my school from a hotel, it’s not easy to walk at night."

　　 "Aunt Liang and Uncle Chen came here together."

　　 Shen Youchu explained seriously.

　　 "Yu······"

　　 It turned out that there was only Lao Chen, but Chen Hansheng finally let go and took the opportunity to breathe a sigh of relief by pretending to spit out smoke.

　　 "How about it, do you guys have a good chat?"

　　 Chen Hansheng finally laughed. In fact, he didn't care about the content of the exchange at all.

　　My mother knows her best, she is nothing more than asking about the relationship between the girl and herself, and a little bit deeper is to understand the family background.

　　 "It's okay."

　　 Actually, Shen Youchu doesn't know what "having a good chat" is like, but that Aunt Liang has always been kind to herself, she can feel it.

　　 "Well, I'm going to see my mother now, do you want to be together?"

　　 Although he knew that Shen Youchu's character would not follow, Chen Hansheng still asked.

　　 Shen Youchu shook his head as expected: "I, I will not go there, stay and tidy up the room."

　　 But just when Chen Hansheng was about to go out, Shen Youchu took out a pair of knitted gloves from the cloth bag and handed it over.

　　 "Why, for me?"

　　 Chen Hansheng tried to wear it, but found it was much smaller.

　　 "Auntie, she said her hands were cold last night."

　　 Shen Youchu whispered.

　　 At this time, Chen Hansheng noticed that Shen Youchu's bags under his eyes were a little heavy.

　　 "You stayed up all night to knit?"

　　 Chen Hansheng asked.

　　 Shen Youchu blushed and did not answer, took out the rag and started cleaning.

"Hey."

　　 Chen Hansheng sighed, put his gloves in his pocket, and went straight to the hotel without saying anything.

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　　 I didn't expect that Xiao Rongyu was also in the hotel. She was sitting by the bed and chatting with Chen Zhaojun and his wife.

　　 "Oh, your family of three is here, it seems that I am an outsider."

　　 Chen Hansheng smiled and said hello.

　　 Xiao Rongyu turned his head and revealed a warm smile, her skin brighter than snow, Limao's smile was like a brilliant peach blossom.

　　 "Aren't you an outsider?"

　　 Liang Meijuan gave Chen Hansheng a white look: "I came to Jianye and got a small bump on my hand. Xiao Yuer asked for leave in the morning to help me buy leather gloves for Dongshan Department Store. How about you?"

　　 Chen Hansheng was startled slightly, Liang Meijuan was holding a pair of black crocodile leather gloves in her hand. They looked quite colorful and the price should not be cheap.

　　 He calmly put the knitted gloves in his pocket deep into his pocket, and said disapprovingly: "Where else you want to go to Dongshan Department Store, just buy one in Yiwu Commodity City."

　　 "Look at you, this is the son I have raised for 18 years."

　　 Liang Meijuan said to Xiao Rongyu: "Xiao Yu'er, don't look for such a person when looking for a boyfriend in the future. I can't bear to buy a pair of gloves for my mother."

　　 Xiao Rongyu smiled with his eyes bent. When he was about to say something, the phone suddenly rang.

After answering the phone, Xiao Rongyu spit out her little tongue: "Uncle Chen, Aunt Liang, I have to go back first. I didn't ask for leave from the counselor when I went out in the morning. She called to ask about the situation. Xiao Chen, stay here with Aunt Liang. eat."

　　 "Okay, go back quickly and explain the situation to the counselor, pay attention to safety."

　　 Liang Meijuan's caring exhortation.

　　 After Xiao Rongyu left, Liang Meijuan's kind expression suddenly faded.

　　 Chen Hansheng pretended not to see it, and said, "These gloves are really good, Xiao Yuer is really careful."

　　 Liang Meijuan "hum", grabbed the glove to prevent Chen Hansheng from touching.

　　 Chen Hansheng didn't care, and smiled and took out another pair of knitted gloves from his pocket: "This is Shen Youchu knitting for you overnight."

　　 Liang Meijuan took it over with a bit of surprise. The clear lines on the gloves indicate that Shen Youchu often does things at home.

　　 Looking at the leather gloves on the left hand, and then at the knitted gloves on the right hand, Liang Meijuan was silent for a long time, and suddenly picked up the kettle by the bed to smash Chen Hansheng.

　　 "Little bastard, see what you have done!"

　　 Chen Zhaojun hurriedly went up to stop him. There was still hot water in the teapot, and it was not a joke if he was really burnt.

Chen Hansheng also hurriedly avoided, saying, "Mother, the ancients said that the small stick will suffer, and the big stick will leave. Your old man is in a bad mood. If you hit me a few times and scold me, I will suffer, but you have to use it. Boiling water scalds me, then I'll leave first."

　　 "Otherwise I really get burned, and you will still be sad."

　　 Hearing Chen Hansheng's plausible explanation, Liang Meijuan became even more angry, but she also put down the kettle, picked up the hotel slippers, and slammed on Chen Hansheng.

　　 Chen Hansheng saw it as slippers, so he didn't avoid it. He fluttered directly on the bed, covered his head with a quilt, and hit Liang Meijuan casually.

　　 "Cracking"

Empress Dowager Liang also worked really hard, but just how lethal the hotel slippers are, and there are so many clothes to wear in autumn, Chen Hansheng almost didn't fall asleep~lightnovelpub.net~ Liang Meijuan probably also knows how rascal this son is, and she sweats out. Chen Hansheng had no reaction at all.

　　 "You come to fight."

　　 Liang Meijuan panted and handed the slippers to Chen Zhaojun.

　　 Chen Zhaojun has always been a good gentleman. He has always advocated the settlement of internal conflicts in the family. However, when his wife was so angry, he took the slippers and slapped Chen Hansheng's ass.

　　 Chen Hansheng lifted the quilt fiercely and jumped up.

　　 "Old Chen, how do you really play?"

　　 Chen Zhaojun glanced at his wife, his heart couldn’t tell the truth, can your mother calm down?

　　 Chen Hansheng rubbed his butt, and saw Liang Meijuan still sitting on the bed with a smile. He went up and put his arms around his shoulders with a hippy smile: "Mom, I've beaten and scolded, let's go to lunch."

　　 "Hey, your dad and I are both honest people, why did you give birth to such a son?"

　　 Liang Meijuan saw that the hard one was not good, she came to the soft one. She took two gloves and said emotionally: "The palm of the hand is meat, and the back of the hand is meat, but you can't have both."

　　 Chen Hansheng pretended not to understand: "Do you want to eat goose paw at noon?"

　　 Liang Meijuan glared at him, and simply showed up: "Speak up, which pair of gloves do you want me to wear?"

　　 "It's up to me to take whatever suit you like."

　　 Chen Hansheng said innocently.

　　 But he added another sentence: "If I were you, I would need both. If this one is dirty, change the other one. It is better to change the belt."

　　 The room suddenly became quiet. After a while, Liang Meijuan suddenly rubbed her chest, and said to Chen Zhaojun, "Help me, and pass the slippers again."

　　 "Cracking"

　　 is another cheerful meal of fried pork with bamboo shoots.

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