Lao Zhou patted his son's little head, "Go, go back to eat. Sit there and eat deliciously. If you stand and eat like this, you will easily get stomach problems."

The little boy nodded and walked out with his rice bowl.

At this time, the sound of the key opening the door came from outside the door.

The little boy turned around in surprise and said, "Dad, mom is back. Hurry up and hide the hairpin. Don’t let mom find out. Mom doesn’t even allow you to talk to other aunts. If she finds you are holding this card, I will be angry."

"I see, your father is not a fool."

The little boy went out with his job.

There was the sound of high heels in the living room, followed by a woman's exclamation.

"Xiaoguang? Why are you at home? Didn't you go to school today?"

"Well, Dad has a meeting this morning, and there is no time to send me to school."

The little boy seemed very unhappy when he saw his mother, and he became dull even when he spoke.

"You are eight years old, and you want your father to send it to school? Oh, look at your mud, and you sit on the sofa to eat, and the sofa is all dirty. Xiaoguang, where is the mud on your clothes? Yes? Ah, your body is dirty, and my Xiaoguang is like a mud monkey."

"It rained heavily last night and I fell down."

"By the way. Speaking of last night, I suddenly remembered, where did you go last night? It made my mother look for you everywhere, and thought you were lost. You are more and more like your father now, and you are always out of sight. , Can't see people. You father and son are really inherited, and they are all carved out of the same mold. Do you know how much your mother worried about you when you ran away last night?"

Zhang Aihong became more angry as she scolded, and she simply picked up her son, "Xiaoguang, take a bath for me. You are not allowed to sit on the sofa and eat in such dirty clothes."

"But Mom, I haven't finished my meal yet, so I can take a shower after I finish my meal, okay?"

"No, eat after taking a shower, I am most tired of the kind of dirty people sitting at the dinner table. You give me a bath immediately."

"Mom, please. Braised pork in brown sauce tastes best when it is hot. When I come back from the shower, the meat will not fragrant when it is cold.

"No! You have to take a bath. If you are not allowed to eat the cold braised pork, you will never remember, or sit down and eat without taking a bath."

After Zhang Aihong finished speaking, he chopped off the rice bowl from the little boy's hand, "Don't eat anymore, go take a bath!"

The little boy felt extremely wronged and cried loudly with a wow.

"Go! Mom will take you a bath."

Zhang Aihong said, grabbing the little boy and dragging it into the bathroom.

"No! Mom, I want to eat, I don't want to take a bath."

"Child, be good, don't like clean children, mother doesn't like it, mother will help you wash for nothing."

The little boy struggled hard and cried.

Lao Zhou, who had been sitting at his desk, couldn’t listen anymore. He opened the drawer, took out the small black box, put the hairpin in it, and put the box back in the drawer. Feeling uneasy, he locked the drawer again. .

When he walked to the living room, the little boy was just dragged to the bathroom door by Zhang Aihong.

"Aihong, what are you doing, the child is eating well, you have to take him to take a bath."

Zhang Aihong saw Lao Zhou and laughed, "Ah, my dear Xuguang, you are finally willing to go home. You didn't go home last night, which fox did you have an affair with? Tell me! I see your face full of vigor and energy Yes, you must have had a great time last night, right? Old Zhou, tell me, is that vixen very beautiful?"

Lao Zhou was frowned upon by Zhang Aihong, and whispered, "What are you talking about in front of a child? I have been at work last night."

Zhang Aihong approached Lao Zhou and stared at his eyes, "Lao Zhou, we have been married for so many years, even Xiaoguang is eight years old, what else can you hide from me? If you don’t have a ghost in your heart, you are now Why are you so flustered?"

Lao Zhou yelled impatiently, "Who is **** panicked, you are a **** neurotic, all day long suspicious." Then, Lao Zhou waved at the frightened little boy, "Xiao Guang, Go back and eat your meal. After a while, the meal will be cold, and it will be time to have a stomachache after eating."

The little boy nodded, returned to the table, and continued to eat.

Zhang Aihong yelled, "Lao Zhou, didn't you see that I was educating a child? I let him take a bath and you let him eat. Are you sincerely working against me? If you are like this, how can this child be educated? If you don’t like cleanliness, you can’t manage it when you grow up."

Old Zhou said, "Just like this, next time he remembers to wash it before eating."

"Are you educating children? Children make mistakes from trivial things and accumulate little by little. There will be one or two. We have to guard against minor mistakes now so that he can't even have one."

Zhang Aihong's endless chatter finally angered Lao Zhou.

Lao Zhou stared at each other and roared, "Zhang Aihong, you can educate children, you are so good at educating children. Last night, the children ran out of home most of the night to find me. What were you doing at the time? It’s so old, you’re so big, you can’t even hold a child, and let him run out of the house. If there is an accident or someone abducted, can you bear it? He is just eight years old."

Zhang Aihong consciously ran into the bedroom with a cold snort.

When Lao Zhou saw Zhang Aihong entering the bedroom, he walked to the table and ate with his son.

"Every meal is like this, all kinds of trouble."

The little boy hissed, "Dad, let's eat."

Zhuang Mengdie quietly looked at Zhang Aihong from the gap between the sheets, and found that she was actually very beautiful and looked gentle and virtuous, and she matched Lao Zhou quite well. It's just that her character is a bit picky and a little nervous, but picky and neurotic are common problems for all women.

Zhang Aihong walked to the desk, stared suspiciously at the desk drawer, frowning and said, "What are the old Zhou people quietly tinkering with in the room?"

Then she stretched out her hand to pull the drawer, the first two drawers were pulled open all at once, she saw the small pieces in the drawer, and closed the drawer dully. But when she pulled the third drawer, she couldn't move it.

"Huh? It was locked up."

She searched the two drawers and the table for a long time, but did not find the key.

When I looked up, I saw Lao Zhou looking at her at the door with his job.

"What are you looking for?"

"Where's the key to this drawer? I don't know who locked it. This drawer is good. Why should I lock it?"

"I locked it. The unit is about to choose a new director. I have sorted out some documents and put them in it. I am afraid that I will lose it. You should not move that drawer."

Zhang Aihong sneered, "Hmph, maybe there are some hidden secrets. By the way, Lao Zhou, do you really plan to be on the spot?"

Lao Zhou took a bite of rice in his mouth and said vaguely, "It is necessary. I am determined to win the position of the field director. It is me."