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"All right, then it's settled. You and Aunt Mo will make a public call at night and explain things clearly. I will go home and help you find out."

Chen Hansheng patted his **** and prepared to leave. Empress Dowager Liang was unwell today and asked for leave to rest at home.

Chen Zhaojun nodded: "Then we texted to contact, in fact, I wanted to take time off to take care of your mother, but she kicked me out."

Old Chen was a little embarrassed when he finished, but he still reminded: "Your mother may not have lunch at home. You go to the noodle restaurant in the stadium to buy some. She likes the fried noodles the most."

"Got it!"

Chen Hansheng turned and looked at his father. In fact, Old Chen was almost 50. Although he did not have gray hair on his temples, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were getting deeper and deeper.

"Why noisy and noisy when you are old? It's really full of food and leisure."

Chen Hansheng walked downstairs, not knowing what he was thinking of, suddenly raised his head: "The whole granddaughter will bring you a place in two years, and see if you have time to fight."

"Smelly boy..."

Old Chen smiled and saw Chen Hansheng driving Xiao Xiali out of the parking lot of his unit, with an inexplicable warmth in his heart.

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There are a lot of fried noodles in Hong Kong City, but the best place is the stadium. Chen Hansheng bought a warm fried noodles and went home. He didn't dare to knock on the door for fear that it would make Liang Meijuan resting.

Quietly the key opened the anti-theft door. While changing shoes, Liang Meijuan suddenly stretched out half of her body from the kitchen and stared at Chen Hansheng in a daze.

The mother and son looked at each other for about 10 seconds, and the Queen Mother suddenly closed the kitchen door, clutching her head, and walked into the bedroom haggardly.

Chen Hansheng is a ghost spirit. He saw that the oil stains on Liang Meijuan's mouth hadn't been cleaned, so he put down the fried noodles and rushed into the kitchen.

Liang Meijuan wanted to stop but didn't stop.

Not long after, Chen Hansheng came out of the kitchen carrying a small pot, "Dangdangdang" knocked on the lid and said: "Spare ribs and green vegetable noodles, I thought you were so sad today that you shed tears, but you cooked ribs noodles in the kitchen. !"

"Mom, are you worthy of me like this?"

Chen Hansheng said with a sad look.

"Well what."

Liang Meijuan was also taken aback, thinking that her husband had come back early, but Chen Hansheng saw nothing: "I have the strength to divorce only when I am full."

"Fart away."

Chen Hansheng sat paralyzed on the sofa: "I have never seen anyone who secretly cooked pork ribs noodles at home before the divorce. If you want to say something to your son, why use this method to trick me home."

Liang Meijuan refused to agree: "Who lied to you, your dad... Chen Zhaojun is so hateful, you know, even if he ate with that woman, he actually lied to me to have entertainment, I don't want to live with a liar, you Hurry up and think about it, after the divorce, are you with your dad or with me."

"In addition, you will change your last name with me."

Liang Meijuan snorted coldly: "Change the name to Liang Hansheng."

"Forget it, I'll still ask the orphanage whether they can accept a baby like me who is 5 years old and more than 100 months old."

Chen Hansheng stood up and opened the fried noodle bag: "Come and eat, Queen Mother."

Liang Meijuan smelled the scent and moved her index finger, but she was a little embarrassed, so she said seriously: "I quarreled with Chen Zhaojun last night."

Chen Hansheng nodded indifferently: "I know."

"I cried for a long time last night, and your dad didn't coax me."

"Didn't you kick him out of the bedroom? How did he coax him."

"Mom's body is really uncomfortable."

"I'll accompany your old man to the hospital tomorrow. Let's go to the head office."

"He shouldn't lie to me."

"Emmm... Although it is a white lie, it should be educated vigorously. When Lao Chen came back in the evening, I made a briefing on behalf of the Family Committee and made him reflect deeply."

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In the afternoon, Chen Hansheng was chatting with the Queen Mother Liang at home. In fact, the main purpose was to enlighten Liang Meijuan and help her to give her a lesson.

In fact, for Liang Meijuan, "divorce" is a momentary cruel remark. After all, his son is 20 years old, and the husband and wife usually have very good relationships.

Liang Meijuan just wanted to express her anger and sadness, and she was probably jealous.

"Does the body still hurt?"

Chen Hansheng asked.

Liang Meijuan nodded: "I have back pain for a while, calf pain for a while, rib pain for a while, and my whole body is uncomfortable."

Chen Hansheng sighed. In fact, it doesn't hurt anywhere. That's why it hurts everywhere. There is a professional name in medicine called "Neuralgia", which is mainly related to mood.

"All right, you say it hurts me, just hammer it."

Chen Hansheng is helpless, but this is his own mother, there is no way.

I don’t know that Liang Meijuan is quite disgusted: "Don’t just talk about things in school, how old is Xiao Yuer’s grandma, will Xiao Yu’er become a lawyer after learning law? How are Luo Xuan’s parents... ···"

Chen Hansheng had to pick up some interesting things to talk about, tease the middle-aged and elderly "divorced" women happy, chatting, the phone suddenly "ding" message.

Chen Zhaojun: How is your mother's mood, can she have a meal?

Chen Hansheng glanced at the ease on Liang Meijuan's face, and returned a message to Old Chen.

Chen Hansheng: There is no ghost, send some H pictures.

Chen Zhaojun:?

Chen Hansheng: Sorry, I am used to it. This sentence means that the situation is very safe. My mother is fine.

Chen Zhaojun: That's good. I bought the twist that your mother likes after get off work. You keep it secret.

Chen Hansheng: In addition to the twist, let's buy a bunch of flowers. How can I apologize for the twist.

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In the evening, Chen Zhaojun pushed open the security door with anxiety and saw a familiar scene.

The son was lying on the sofa and watching TV. He was impatient and couldn't help changing the channels. The wife was cooking in the kitchen, and the noise of the range hood could be heard in the living room.

"How is it?" Old Chen asked quickly.

Chen Hansheng waved his hand confidently: "Xiao Chen is out of the game, one of the two, what are you worried about?

Liang Meijuan heard the words in the living room and opened the kitchen door to take a look. After discovering that it was Chen Zhaojun, the door was closed again with a "boom".

Old Chen looked sad: "Didn't you say that everything is done?"

"I haven't made any calls yet, now you can organize the language."

After Chen Hansheng finished speaking, he went to the kitchen to drag Liang Meijuan out. Liang Meijuan was still yelling: "The greens are not cooked well. Wait until I turn off the gas."

When she and Chen Zhaojun looked at each other, Liang Meijuan immediately got another cold face and sat on the sofa without saying a word. She also slapped Chen Hansheng twice to let him sit and watch TV.

Chen Zhaojun swallowed, and with the encouragement of his son, he took out the PHS and dialed it.

"Hey, Mo Ke, I'm Chen Zhaojun."

"Oh, Zhaojun, what's the matter?"

Mo Ke's peaceful voice came from the hands-free, and Liang Meijuan's face suddenly became tense. Although she did not look at PHS, she was very focused.

"Ah, this is the situation."

Chen Zhaojun glanced at Liang Meijuan: "Yesterday we sat in a cafe. Later, my wife knew about it and had a fight after returning home. Now I want you to prove it to me. We are just talking gossip."

Chen Hansheng was a little surprised when he heard it. Old Chen is a messenger. It would be an exaggeration to say that he has seven orifices, but there are still three or four orifices. He usually pays attention to the way he speaks.

With such a straightforward communication method today, he would rather offend Mo Ke, but also eliminate family misunderstandings.

But Mo Ke's reaction was just a small smile, and after a while, he asked, "Is Meijuan beside me?"

"I'm here."

Chen Zhaojun gave Liang Meijuan the phone.

Liang Meijuan was caught off guard and glared at her husband.

"Hey, me, this is Liang Meijuan."

Liang Meijuan also became nervous.

"Meijuan, don't worry, Zhaojun and I are just high school classmates."

When Mo Ke spoke, Chen Zhaojun was smoking a cigarette quietly, his face was calm and relaxed, and he also had a hint of emotion.

"I think I still miss it a bit."

Chen Hansheng thought secretly, but now both of them have a family, and they have been here for so many years, so they can have such restraint.

"Meijuan, in fact, most of the content we talked about yesterday was about Han Sheng. To tell you the truth, my wife and I didn’t have children. I saw Han Sheng liked it, and I joked with Lao Chen yesterday. I want to recognize Han Sheng as a godson."

"Why don't you talk about it?"

Chen Hansheng glared at his father and silently expressed this emotion.

Chen Zhaojun looked at Liang Meijuan and shook his head slightly.

Sure enough, Liang Meijuan refused directly on the phone: "Han Sheng is too naughty, and he doesn't follow the rules. I worry about his affairs and often loses sleep at night. I really don't want him to cause you trouble..."

After the phone call, the misunderstanding was basically solved, and Chen Hansheng took the air again and seriously criticized Lao Chen.

"I have to tell the truth about anything in the future~lightnovelpub.net~ Is it because my mother's broad mind will stop you from seeing a female classmate?"

Chen Hansheng finished flattering, and smiled flatly and said to Liang Meijuan: "About Aunt Mo's acknowledgment of her son, I think..."

"No way!"

Liang Meijuan interrupted directly.

For a middle-aged woman her age, if she has no feelings with her husband, she can still agree to divorce, but if anyone robs her son, Liang Meijuan will probably be desperate.

"Why do you care so much, now you are not short of money."

Chen Zhaojun asked in a low voice while Liang Meijuan entered the kitchen to cook.

Chen Hansheng rubbed his nose: "Two moms, can't they correspond to two daughters-in-law..."

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