big city small home

Chapter 153

In fact, it is Chapter 152, Lao Han lifts his foot lightly

It is meaningless to stay in Danyang without being able to contact the parents of the Sang family.

Considering Lu Zhenzhong's concerns, the family of four drove back to Shanghai, heading directly to Anting.

At 03:30 in the afternoon, Lu Zhenzhong's family of four appeared in Anting Xinyuan.When he walked through the central garden with his children and his wife, Xiao Zhenqi, who was drowsy in the car and became very reluctant to walk, suddenly boiled.

"Little rock!" She yelled loudly, and broke away from her mother's hand, and ran for the children's slide.

Lu Zhenzhong casually turned his head and saw Bingbulin in the crowd.That was not the most surprising thing, the most surprising thing was that Han Jicheng stood beside Bingbulin.

Old Han.

The man who claimed that he would rather let his wife cheat than get a divorce, and who claimed that the most fragrant man in the world is a man who works, is now sitting by the children's slide with a serene expression and a smile, watching the children running around all over the floor without any doubts. .Just like a loving father, even though none of the children had his blood on them.

This unscientific.

Lu Zhenzhong couldn't tell for a moment whether he should stay and inquire, or whether he should race against time and go home to see his wife.

Sang Baiyue's excitement was no less than that of Xiao Zhenqi, but her voice was more restrained: "Ruo Lin?" She called out a name that was very unfamiliar to Lu Zhenzhong.

Bingbulin agreed happily: "Hey, Ruobai!"

Lu Zhenzhong wanted to roll his eyes.Girls are always weird, they either quarrel when they meet each other, or get along with each other inexplicably.He guessed that Bingbulin and Sang Baiyue often chatted online, so they even had nicknames.

Fortunately, Lu Zhenzhong doesn't need to worry too much.Bingbulin is a smart woman, and besides her, she already has Han Jicheng, a master of technology, who has already wiped out his original identity as an ambiguous suspect.

Bingbulin and Sang Baiyue held hands naturally, talked in a low voice, laughed loudly, and were extremely intimate.

When Lao Han saw Lu Zhenzhong, he walked over quickly, with no trace of embarrassment on his face.He was extremely curious about the fat boy in Lu Zhenzhong's arms, and kept inquiring about the fat boy's living habits, as if he was thinking about whether he should get one for fun.Lu Zhenzhong looked at the timing and quickly asked in a low voice, "You two, what's going on?"

Lao Han touched the back of his head with his hands, and smiled very proudly: "We are together."

Lu Zhenzhong was shocked.In his eyes, the distance that was as difficult to cross as thousands of mountains and rivers, did Lao Han step over it lightly?
"Your wife..." Lu Zhenzhong's eyes flickered.Regarding the fact that Lao Han was married, he absolutely did not remember wrongly.

"Leaving." Old Han replied very readily.

"Why did you agree? Don't you think it's troublesome?" Lu Zhenzhong broke the casserole because of the unwillingness in his heart.

"You're wrong." Old Han shook his head, "I didn't 'agree' to the divorce, but I 'initiated' the divorce, my wife, oh no, my ex-wife agreed.

As for whether you hate trouble?

Trouble is not a constant value.It depends on whether the power is large or the resistance is large. "Speaking of this, Lao Han glanced at Bingbulin. The affection between the eyebrows!
"Understood. Love in middle age." Lu Zhenzhong concluded for Lao Han.

Lao Han smiled proudly as a technical man: "You're wrong again. It's not 'encounter', it's 'encounter'. Thank you for your fate."

Lu Zhenzhong felt that there was no way to talk about it today.

He didn't even bother to find an excuse, patted Lao Han on the shoulder, turned around and left with his son on his back.She thought that Sang Baiyue would stay and watch Xiao Zhenqi for granted, so she went with her friend Gashanhu by the way.Unexpectedly, when Lu Zhenzhong took the key to open the security door downstairs, he found that there were many feet beside him.Turning around, it was Sang Baiyue.

When Sang Baiyue and Bingbulin met, the joyful and lively eyes were replaced by sorrow.

The couple didn't say anything, and walked home quickly in a tacit understanding.One floor after another, the stairs seem to circle forever, without end.

Finally got to the sixth floor.

Lu Zhenzhong swiped his fingerprints, and the door unlocked.He was holding the door lock with his hand, but the door lock was as heavy as a thousand catties.Sang Baiyue, who noticed his abnormality, gently put her small hand on Lu Zhenzhong's big hand, and opened the door for him.

A figure sprints across the restaurant.

"mom."

Lu Zhenzhong recognized his mother at a glance.appeal.Great, mom is home.

"The grandson is here." Lu Zhenzhong's voice was filled with relief.

The sound settled down, but the door of the guest room was still silent.The couple realized at the same time that they had been too optimistic just now.

"mom?"

Lu Zhenzhong wanted to go to the guest bedroom, but was stopped by Sang Baiyue.Sang Baiyue remained silent, and started to untie the straps on Lu Zhenzhong's chest.She wanted to untie her son from Lu Zhenzhong.

After a short delay, Lu Zhenzhong went to bed alone.

As far as the eye can see, the guest bedroom is empty, and there is no one.

"mom?"

Lu Zhenzhong stood at the door, not daring to step in rashly.Afraid of disturbing and stressing the mother.He called to his mother one after another, and kept coaxing him with "the grandson is here to see you", but his mother still did not come out.

The windows were closed and Mom was clearly in hiding.

A grown man, hiding in broad daylight, is clearly out of order.It can be explained from the side that during the three days when he and Mrs. Hua were not at home, my mother's mental state was rapidly regressing.

Thinking of the previous two months of hard work in vain, Lu Zhenzhong regretted it.You shouldn't just send a message, you should call Mrs. Hua to confirm.In particular, the message he sent did not get a reply from Mrs. Hua at all.

It was the escape deep in his heart that caused the current situation to happen.

Sang Baiyue held Sang Ziqi in her arms, and looked at the guest lying down with her head.

Lu Zhenzhong accidentally squeezed his son's tender arm.The child burst into tears, which coincided with Lu Zhenzhong's intentions.In the past two days, he has already felt his son's nature: coquettish and coquettish.Cry at every turn.

The son lived up to his expectations and burst into tears.Sang Baiyue hugged and coaxed her.Leave a room crying.

The sheets wobbled.

A gray head slowly emerged from under the bed sheet.Lu Zhenxin was distressed and regretful, and his voice was extremely gentle: "Mom, come out and see your grandson."

The gray head that had just been exposed shrank back with a whoosh.

Lu Zhenzhong walked slowly to the bed, feeling so sad that he could wring out tears.He slowly sat down cross-legged.Childhood memories suddenly came to my mind.

"Mom, do you remember? It was probably when I was in the second grade of elementary school. I stole the money that Dad locked in the drawer. I remember it was ten yuan, which was definitely a huge sum at the time.

I didn't dare to spend it, but foolishly hid it away.

It was also because of my timidity that when my father lied to me, I admitted it.

Dad said he would not hit me, but he took off his shoes and raised his hand to beat me.

It's mom, you block my dad's stinky shoes for me.You protect me and let me run.I panicked and ran into the bedroom.You added worryingly at the back, yelling for me to hide quickly.

I was so flustered that I cried and asked, "Where am I hiding?"

You shout: Hide under the bed!
As a result," Lu Zhenzhong chuckled softly at this point, "Dad chased after me before I could hide under the bed.Did he drag me out of the bed, or did we laugh at him angrily, and let it go?I can't remember. "

When Lu Zhenzhong paused, everything was quiet.

Thinking of his old lady's clumsy and aged body struggling to hide under the low bed, Lu Zhenzhong couldn't help but wet his eyes with tears.

(End of this chapter)