urban life

Chapter 491 The Book Has Its Own Yan Ruyu

If you can't climb Mount Everest, you'll be safe if you come here. Zhou Lingmeng and Deng Xi are not in a hurry to go back, and they finally come out. Of course, they want to have fun, so they travel in the local area.

Visit all kinds of tourist attractions, eat local specialty snacks, and experience different styles of customs.
Zhou Lingmeng is in charge of playing, Deng Xi is in charge of taking pictures for her, and the two have a clear division of labor.

Looking at the mountains of photos in the album, Deng Xi looked helpless. He never thought that the 256G memory would be insufficient one day.

I have to say that women are really crazy about taking pictures.

"Why are you standing there? Hurry up and take pictures."

"Oh!" Deng Xi sighed, and then took out another mobile phone from his backpack.

Fortunately, he was already prepared.

Magic City, Zhou An's house.

After talking on the phone with Deng Xi and fully understanding his physical condition, Zhou An finally breathed a sigh of relief.

These days, his heart has been hanging.

After all, it was his daughter who took Deng Xi to climb together, if something happened, how could he explain it to Deng Hengtao's family.

He put down his mobile phone, pinched the bridge of his nose, and relaxed his mood. Suddenly he felt a tremor, and said helplessly, "Brother Hou, can you be quiet."

I saw a child on the other side of the sofa, around primary school, wearing a small hat with a photo of Ultraman printed on the front, jumping and jumping on the sofa, looking happy.

"Uncle~" The child stopped, tilted his head, his eyes were as clear as water, his tone was soft and waxy, full of grievances, as if he was about to cry, "You hate me."

"I like you." Zhou An poured himself a cup of tea, drank it, and said unhurriedly, "I like that your face is blue."

After hearing the words, the child pursed his mouth, his eyes were red, and he looked tearful.

But Zhou An was unmoved, and didn't even glance at him.

The child puffed up his mouth again, stepped on the sofa, and started bouncing up and down again, with even more force, as if venting his grievances.

Zhou An calmly drank his tea.

This kid is Hou Junda and Xiang Jing's son, Hou Huan.

Because the two love the world of two, and Liu Shuhua wholeheartedly taught Zhou Lingmeng and Zhou Liang, ignoring the reason why the Hou family passed on the family line, their children were born very late.

Both Zhou An's children are in college, and Hou Huan is in elementary school.

Hou Huan is worthy of being a member of their old Hou family, and the rebellious, mischievous, and mischievous nature of the Hou family is deeply hidden in his bones.

As soon as Zhou An saw him, he knew that this kid was definitely not a good thing.

Sure enough, it was a prophecy.

From the moment he could walk, Hou Huan hadn't done any serious business, and he was naughty and gossip.

Zhou An held the back of his head with both hands, and lay down: "If I dance again, I will ask my sister to come back."

Hearing this, Hou Huan immediately stopped his jumping, and fear flashed in his eyes.

Hou Huan is the sole heir of the old Hou family. He was loved by Liu Shuhua and Hou Lin since he was a child. No one in the family can control him, even Hou Mengting is no exception. Once Hou Huan is disciplined, Liu Shuhua will come out to "make peace".

The wicked have their own grind.

The only person in the family who can control Hou Huan is Zhou Lingmeng.

One is that Hou Huan is a jerk, and Zhou Lingmeng is also a jerk, even worse than him; second, in Liu Shuhua's mind, Zhou Lingmeng and Hou Huan are both grandchildren, with fleshy palms and backs, so it's not good to favor one side.

Therefore, only Zhou Lingmeng was able to catch Hou Huan and beat him upright, and slapped Hou Huan hard on the ass without any punishment.

He has been afraid of his elder sister since he was a child.

Hou Huan stretched his neck and looked outside, but he didn't see the familiar and fearful figure, so he turned to Zhou An and asked, "Uncle, how long will it take for old sister to come back?"

"When you make trouble."

"I've been very good lately."

"Hehe." Zhou An sneered, "Other parents have complained to your parents, are you still good?"

A few days ago in elementary school, in order to show off his talent in painting, Hou Huan drew a picture on the front of his classmate's chest, which stained other people's clothes. Pass.

The parents complained to Xiang Jing, who kept on apologizing and paying thousands of dollars in compensation.

Hou Huan rolled his eyes: "Does my cousin know?"

"My shoulders are a little sore." Zhou An shook his shoulders, and his bones cracked.

The little kid was a ghost, and immediately ran to Zhou An's back, lightly hammered his shoulder, and showed his hospitality.

"Sensible!" Zhou An smiled, "Don't worry, I won't speak ill of you, we are both buddies."

"Thank you uncle."

The little brat suddenly perked up.

If I don't say it, it doesn't mean that your parents won't tell your elder sister, you boy, just wait, after Zhou Lingmeng comes back, you will feel better, Zhou Anxin thought.

At the dinner table, the Zhou family and the Hou family gathered together.

Hou Lin and Mr. Zhou were not at home as usual. Since Mr. Zhou retired, they seldom went home for lunch. A qualified fisherman has no home.

Lu Yulan was busy, and she didn't know what she was busy with. Liu Shuhua served food for her two grandchildren with a kind face.

Daughter, son, and grandchildren are all around her. Life is her dream now, and she is full of energy. She used to think about going back to her hometown, but now it is completely gone.

Hou Mengting and Xiang Jing were chatting privately, there were always so many words between the two girlfriends.

Hou Junda hesitated for a few seconds and said, "Brother-in-law, I want to ask you something."

"Say something straight."

"An old employee in my company made a mistake and caused huge losses to the company. Should I fire him?"

"Work." Zhou An replied while eating, "I don't understand, ask your sister."

Hou Mengting heard the conversation between the two, and responded resolutely: "Open!"

"But." Hou Junda put down the bowl and chopsticks, his face full of perplexity, "But since the establishment of the company, he has been with me and has experienced ups and downs. He fired others because of a trivial matter. Isn't it too unreasonable?"

"He corrupted your company for hundreds of thousands, is that a trivial matter? Hou Junda, you are really open-minded." Hou Mengting said, "If it were me, I would have called the police and sent him into the sewing machine."

Hou Junda ignored his elder sister and set his eyes on Zhou An, hoping to get an answer.

"Open it."

"But."

Hou Junda hesitated again, Zhou An didn't wait for him to say anything, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and looked at him seriously: "There is nothing wrong with it. It is only right and proper that a person should be punished if he makes a mistake. He has followed you a lot Years, but for so many years, haven't you paid him a salary? You haven't paid him a salary, let's see if he still hangs out with you.

In your mind, there has been an inseparable brotherhood between the two of you for many years, but corruption in your company shows that in his mind, the two of you are just an ordinary employment relationship.For friends, you can be soft-hearted, but for employees, you have to be ruthless.

His actions have nothing to do with you, don't make yourself pay for his mistakes"

Hou Junda is not a good boss, too emotional and friends.

Over the years, if Zhou An and Hou Mengting hadn't guided him, his company would have collapsed long ago.

Even once almost lost the company's dominance.

Since then, every time he encountered something that he couldn't make up his mind, he would discuss it with Zhou An.

Facing his brother-in-law's gaze, Zhou An shrugged: "I'm just offering a suggestion, as for how to do it, it's up to you."

After finishing speaking, Zhou An was full and walked slowly to the yard.

Zhou Liang sat in front of the stone table in the yard, holding a book, and began to read it seriously.

Zhou An got a cup of tea for his son and asked, "Is it nice?"

"It looks good." Zhou Liang replied.

"How pretty?"

"very nice?"

"Are there any beautiful women?"

"There is Yan Ruyu in the book."

"Well, to be honest, I think this sentence is a bit perverted." Zhou An said his understanding seriously, "You think, thinking of a book as a woman, and reading a book is equivalent to treating a woman as a woman." A woman is studied from head to toe, her dress, her taste, her hair, her eyes... her organs."

Zhou Liang twitched the corners of his mouth, looked away from the book, rolled his eyelids, and looked at his old father.

"What's your business?"

"It's okay, our father and son are chatting."

Zhou Liang closed his book and prepared to go home. He didn't want to discuss this topic with his old father, which would make him appear unfilial. More importantly, arguing with an uneducated person would only make him appear even more uneducated.

"Oh, don't go."

"What's your business?"

Zhou An casually threw the car keys to his son: "Go, take me to a place."

The two of them were about to leave the house, and Hou Huan hurriedly followed, the little kid was the one who liked to join in the fun.

After getting into the car, the little boy wandered around in the car as if he had never seen the world.

Zhou An had no choice but to hold him in his arms and thought for a while: "Brother Huan, I have a question for you."

"What's the problem?" Hou Huan stretched out his small hand, wanting the fruit in front of the co-pilot.

Zhou An handed it to the little boy. He just finished eating, but the little boy still wanted to eat it. No wonder he was fat and strong. He peeled off the skin, fed it to his mouth, and asked, "Ask, what animal eats when it sees a person?" , why do you call it?"

Hou Huan raised his hand excitedly: "Our teacher said, it's a parrot."

"wrong."

"Mynah."

"wrong."

"what is that?"

Zhou An fed the kid an orange, and replied, "It's a pig."

"why?"

"whee."

After hearing a satisfactory answer, Zhou An suddenly laughed out loud.

Children always have so much thirst for knowledge in their hearts, and they continue to ask: "Why? Why? Why?"

Zhou An didn't get an answer, so he threw the question to Zhou Liang who was driving: "Brother, why?"

Zhou Liang rolled his eyes while listening.

My old father is really inappropriate.

Even children are lied to.

He concentrated on driving and remained silent.

About half an hour's drive to the destination.

Zhou Liang could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Along the way, the question of "why why why why" echoed in the car all the time. Every time he asked, Zhou An laughed more happily. He suddenly remembered what happened to him when he was a child, and he was often teased by Zhou An.

I can't help but feel sad.

After getting out of the car, Zhou Liang's eyes were attracted by a shop, a bookstore called "Reading Time".

The door of the store is a half-open wooden door with a rusty copper signboard hanging on the door.

He seemed to have guessed something, and looked back at his old father with excitement, and then his excitement calmed down.

Zhou An and Hou Huan got out of the car and went straight to the toy store, and he followed.

"In order to reward you for the college entrance examination, you can take any toys you want, and I will pay for them."

"Dad, I'm eighteen."

"Oh, that allows you to buy eighteen toys, and pay for the extra ones yourself."

In the end, Zhou An bought a few toys for Hou Huan, left the toy store, and crossed the road. Zhou An gestured to Zhou Liang, then took Hou Huan's hand, and pushed open the door of "Joy Reading Time".

Zhou Liang shook his head.

Compared with the excitement just now, I feel a little more helpless now.

Why did his father give him a stick when he was most excited, and after he calmed down, he gave him hope again.

Immediately followed in.

Pushing open the door, this is a small bookstore. The space in the store is spacious and bright. The bookshelves are arranged neatly and neatly. Each book is placed on the bookshelf according to its category.

At this moment, there is no one in the study, as if waiting for the arrival of the master.

Zhou An walked in, randomly picked up a certificate from the counter, and handed it to his son: "For you."

After the college entrance examination, Zhou Lingmeng got a Lamborghini, Deng Xi also got a luxury watch, and among the three children, only Zhou Liang didn't get a gift.

Although Zhou Liang didn't care about whether there were gifts, Zhou An still understood the truth of a bowl of water.

The child may not want it, but he cannot not give it.

Zhou Liang loved books since he was a child, and the study room at home was filled with the books he had read, so Zhou An bought a bookstore that was about to close down as a gift for his son.

Zhou Liang took the real estate certificate and opened it, his name "Zhou Liang" was written inside.

"Brother, please react." Seeing that Zhou Liang was still expressionless, Zhou An spread his hands, "Do you like it? Do you accept it? I paid a lot of money for this bookstore, old man At least it’s okay to have a smile.”

He had worked so hard to buy a bookstore in Shanghai, not to mention spending money, but looking for contacts everywhere.

In the end, Zhou Liang was still so tepid.

Whose kid is this? It's really annoying.

Oh, my family.

That's fine.

Zhou Liang couldn't help but smiled: "Dad, thank you." '

"Tsk tsk tsk." Zhou An picked up Hou Huan and smacked his mouth, "Don't call me dad, the relationship between us has faded, and I spent so much energy in exchange for a dad, if I give I don’t know how many times it will cost to give it to someone else.”

After a pause, with a look of disappointment and frustration: "Chilling, the real chilling is not making loud noises, but keeping silent and taciturn. I am so sad that I am almost speechless and can't breathe. Then Do you understand this feeling? You don’t understand! You will only think that I am performing, but I am not.”

Zhou Liang wanted to say, "You old man is still screaming," but after thinking about it, he closed his mouth.

Hou Huan covered his ears: "Uncle, don't talk about it, it's like Tang Monk chanting scriptures."

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(End of this chapter)