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Chapter 96 The Dinner Table (22 consecutive updates, please read more)

The night is getting darker, and there are hundreds of lights.

There is a different scene behind each bright window of the red brick building.

The old man and the old lady on the third floor had a quarrel, and they sat on the sofa separately, and neither wanted to talk to the other.

Uncle Xu on the sixth floor was watching his two daughters play, with a smile on his face, but also a little sad. Only those who have raised children know that this thing is a real gold swallowing beast.

Uncle Sun's family didn't have any big meals today, and the couple just looked at the flowering pot of Clivia on the window sill while eating, always thinking it was a good omen.

And at Chen's most home, Chen's mother was carrying her old and faded slippers in a heroic manner, and kicked her head on the big TV with snowflakes all over the screen.

buzz, buzz
'CCTV, CCTV. '

"Small trees don't repair and don't go straight, and children don't beat up. Well, how do you say the second half of the sentence?"

Although it is commonplace, Chen Zui still had to: "Mom, don't stretch."

Chen Ma didn't care about this, she sat down and said, "What are you going to change, haven't you spent all the money you earned at the night market?"

The reason for saying this is because Chen Zui didn't ask for the family's food expenses when he went to college, saying that he had money in his pocket, and he couldn't do it without stuffing it, so he threw it all out.

Chen Zui shook his head: "No, didn't you start your own business after you went to university, and now you've made a lot of money."

In view of the fact that Chen Zui returned 2 yuan to his family at the night market, which relieved a lot of pressure, he said that he made a lot of money, which is still credible.

Chen's mother guessed: "Selling women's T-shirts in the university, squatting at the door of the women's dormitory building?"

Chen Zui shook his head in a 'poof' hastily: "Isn't it perverted inside? It's definitely not. It's a small shop, and then I passed it."

He said something briefly, and Chen's mother didn't quite understand it, but she could understand that Chen made the most money.

When Chen Zui breathed a sigh of relief and took a few mouthfuls of rice, she heard Chen's mother whispering: "Chen Zui, you have to save the money you make, you know, Mom doesn't want yours, and you don't have to spend it for Mom."

"You don't need to change the things at home, they are all old things, and you have used up your feelings."

"Also, after you go to college, do you have girlfriends everywhere?"

"I heard from your dad that the deskmate who gave you extra lessons in high school went out to the night market with you?"

"Oh, by the way, how are you and Boss Xiao Zhao doing now?"

Chen most' cough, cough. ' Choking on the rice, I stood up and went to the kitchen to fetch water.

When he came back again, he said, "Mom, let's finish eating, I'll clean up!"

Chen Ma said, "Sit down."

Chen Zui: "..."

……

That night, Chen Zui talked a lot with his mother again.

We talked about hot pot restaurants, we talked about small shops, we talked about an idiot named Zhao Xiaokai who was so emotional that he cried when the instructor left, and there was a roommate named Wang Donghe, who was a full-level nanny, and he didn’t leave the dormitory every day. The cleaning was spotless and scratched all over.

In addition to avoiding his own emotional problems, he can be regarded as knowing everything and talking.

Seeing that he didn't want to talk about his relationship, Mama Chen didn't ask about it.

The most frequent and intense interjection was when Chen was talking about the hotpot restaurant.

"Then they contribute, why do you take 30.00%?"

"What is an angel investor?"

"Son, you are an empty-handed white wolf. You can't do this as a human being."

When Chen made it clear that there would be [-] branches and that if the bet against each other was unsuccessful, she would not be charged a penny, Chen's mother's expression softened a little.

But after thinking for a while, she still couldn't figure it out: "That's not right, you don't want a penny if you don't succeed, but you don't participate in losing money, you are still a white wolf with empty hands, did Boss Xiao Zhao let you cheat? Chen most, you can't."

"No mother, angel investment is also venture capital, venture capital is risky, isn't it normal?"

It was hard to get around this topic, and when it came to other things, Chen Ma also tried her best to remind Chen Zui with her own requirements for life and work.

"Your roommates are very interesting, you have to make friends with each other well, people, many friends have many paths, not to mention that you are classmates, you can live together for four years, and you will have each other in your memory for the rest of your life. It’s over, don’t hide knots in your heart.”

"You can't lose money to the poor students in the small shop. It's not easy. Our family has also been poor in the past two years. You know how we got here. It's even more difficult for them, you know?"

Of course, Chen Zui nodded repeatedly when he heard the words.

It was later that he talked about it, but he didn't realize that there was a small loss that couldn't be concealed in Chen Ma's cloudy eyes as she looked at him.

Chen's mother is soft because she feels that her son has grown up. He sounds very powerful and capable. She opened her mouth to change the TV for herself. It seems that she has indeed made a lot of money. She is proud of her son.

The disappointment is that it seems that the son has not taken care of him enough, and the son has really grown up. Of course, the most important thing is that he doesn't seem to need me anymore.
After talking for a while, Chen finally finished his story.

Chen Ma glanced at the time and stood up: "Wash your feet, it's time to go to bed."

So, the mother and son sat in the narrow hallway-like living room, soaking their feet and watching the soap opera on TV.

Maybe it was too comfortable. Within a few minutes, Chen Ma's upper and lower eyelids were fighting. Chen Zui bent down, lifted his mother's feet out of the basin, wiped them with a towel, and said, "Mom, go back to the house." .”

Only then did Chen's mother open her eyes in a daze, and then she couldn't resist the drowsiness and stood up: "I don't care about you, I don't care about you, I'm going to sleep."

Chen Zui: "Yeah." With a sound, he watched his mother go back to the bedroom, watched her put on the quilt,

He beat his feet until they turned white, and then he turned off the TV, poured the foot washing water and returned to his half-room house.

Just lying in bed and unable to fall asleep, he took out a pen and paper and chatted with the bullet chatters.

Chatting is the most time-killing thing, and it is already late at night in the blink of an eye.

The night outside the window was as dark as ink, and it was quiet, only the occasional barking of cats and dogs, not loud, but somehow distant.

In such a quiet environment, the sound of footsteps is particularly harsh.

Especially the old buildings with red bricks, the sound insulation is not very good, people go upstairs in the middle of the night, you can hear them clearly.

Bang Bang sounded.

Looking at the time, Chen most thought it might be his father.

So he turned over, pushed half the door open, and poked his head out.

The footsteps were getting closer.

Then there was the sound of a key unlocking the lock, and then the door was pushed open.

The room was dark, and Chen's father, who had been out for a day in the car, didn't notice Chen Zui.

As usual, he turned on the small light in the narrow living room, took off his shoes on his own, and was about to take off his coat when he heard Chen Zui's words:

"Dad, you're back."

The dusty Father Chen turned his head and saw his son. He straightened up his tired and rickety back, and the exhaustion written on his cheeks melted instantly, and the decree lines deepened a little with a smile that he wanted to but couldn't. .

He replied:

"Well, I'm back."

"have you eaten?"

"Nope."

"Then I'll warm it up for you."

With that said, Chen Zui walked out of the room and into the kitchen.

Father Chen didn't stop him, and went into the bathroom to wash up.

When he came out, Chen Zui had already heated up the food.

So in the middle of the night, the father and son sat on both sides of the folding table that would never be folded.

Chen's father moved his chopsticks, but seeing that Chen hadn't moved, he said, "Eat."

Chen Zuiwen picked up his chopsticks and took a bite of vegetables. He was not hungry, so he wanted to sit opposite his father and see him.

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(End of this chapter)