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Chapter 6

Fang Youzhong, who drove the car back, reckoned the time. It should be almost time for the secret passage, right?Sure enough, he had just walked into the apartment building when the cell phone in his pocket rang again.

Fang Youzhong took out his mobile phone to answer the call, and at the same time he pressed the upstairs call button, he also said, "Hello? Hello."

"Son, are you coming back for dinner?" It was definitely Wu Qinglian who spoke like that.

Fang Youzhong looked at the numbers jumping down on the floor display. Considering today's events, he was in a happy mood and couldn't help joking: "What if I say I won't go home for dinner? Dear mother."

"Do you dare?!" Sure enough, when Fang Youzhong spoke like this, Wu Qinglian's voice immediately became high-pitched: "See if I won't deal with you!"

"Of course I don't dare." Fang Youzhong replied decisively, who immediately gave in. He pressed the floor number of the 6th floor as he entered the elevator: "I'll go up now."

"Well, did you get into the elevator?"

"Yes." It was obviously a normal sentence, but Fang Youzhong felt a little uncomfortable, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Wu Qinglian's voice was still the same: "I just want to say, if you haven't come up yet and drop by, go buy a bottle of soy sauce and come back."

"I've already reached the fifth floor." Fang Youzhong was a little speechless: "How about I go down now?"

"It doesn't matter, the bottle at home can last a day."

"...Are you playing with me? Mother."

Wu Qinglian laughed obviously: "I'm just kidding you, my dear son," she said with a deeper smile, "Hurry up, Yu Fei is here too."

Fang Youzhong, who was holding the phone, was startled, Yufei?Fang Youzhong couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he finally remembered that the Yufei Wu Qinglian was talking about was that little chubby girl who used to brutally bully the children around her when she was a child.

Immediately, that unpleasant feeling filled his thoughts, but before he could make a move, the elevator door had already opened, and Wu Qinglian was standing in front of the elevator door with her mobile phone, looking at him with a smile: "Hurry up, Yufei They're all here."

Fang Youzhong almost knelt down to his mother without blood on his face.

In fact, Zheng Zhi and Fang Youzhong are equally hard-working people, or maybe Zheng Zhi is even harder for Fang Youzhong. After all, Fang Youzhong is only urged by Wu Qinglian, an elder who is both a mother and a father, and he is not yet thirty.

Zheng Zhi, on the other hand, was obviously already in his thirties, not only his parents were still alive, but he was also the only son, so the pressure from above must have been greater than that of Fang Youzhong.

Zheng Zhi, who was also at home, held a bowl in one hand and drank Lao Huo's soup, but kept looking at the Sports Weekly until Fei Ningling said, "A Zhi, did you go to grandma's house today?"

"En." Zheng Zhi, who responded, finally put down the magazine, raised his head and looked at Fei Ningling: "Go, grandma is still like that recently, it's pretty good."

"Then did your grandma tell you?" Fei Ningling smiled, her expression unchanged: "Your cousin is getting married."

Zheng Zhi raised his eyebrows: "Is Ah Hong getting married?" He put down the bowl: "Mom, don't worry, as a cousin, I will definitely prepare a big red envelope for Ah Hong."

Fei Ningling's expression immediately collapsed: "Zheng Zhi!" She smiled on the skin: "Do you think you are qualified to give red envelopes?!"

"Isn't this intention?" Zheng Zhi coughed: "How can you say that."

"Zheng Zhi, if I remember correctly, you want thirty, right?"

"...Yes, what's the matter? Mom."

Fei Ningling's expression became serious: "Let me tell you, I really don't want to repeat it to you every day." She barely reached out to pinch Zheng Zhi's ear and continued: "It's not like I haven't heard about your mother. Those messy things."

Zheng Zhi smiled awkwardly: "What a mess, Mom, don't listen to others..."

"I don't care if you talk nonsense." Fei Ningling raised her finger and pointed at Zheng Zhi's head: "You'd better stop playing with me like this, how many times have I told you, if you really like it It's better for a man to find one and come back, than we think about you every day."

Zheng Zhi, who was sure that he had never told his family about these bad things, smirked: "Mom, I didn't say it, I will talk about it when my career stabilizes."

In my heart, I have already scolded those three aunts and six women like meat on a hob.

Fei Ningling ignored his flattering expression, and there were already signs of an outburst of anger: "Stable down? How have you not stabilized?!" She just didn't want to pooh: "You think my ideological education with your dad every night is the same Are you kidding me?!"

Zheng Zhi had a headache, amidst the continuous bombing: "Okay, I really know."

He glanced at Zheng Shouyi, who was drinking soup as if nothing had happened, and poured another bowl of soup for himself. Just as he was about to call his father for help, Fei Ningling's words came again, and they were even more intense. He scolded.

"You don't know what to say except that you know, Zheng Zhi!"

Zheng Zhi, whose face was sprayed with saliva, moved his chair back: "Mom...be careful of menopause,"

"Your father is responsible for menopause too! Don't change the subject for me!" Fei Ningling simply hates iron and steel. You said that even a boy who is not as good as Zheng Zhi in her family can find a partner, and he is still a young man with a Jiangnan flavor. She is a beauty, and the round belly can be seen as a boy.

But Zheng Zhi, who set his sights on her family, let alone the child!Even Fei Ningling didn't even scribble a woman's horoscope, and Fei Ningling only missed strangling Zheng Zhi to death. Why is there such a big gap between being the son of a man.

"I didn't diverge..."

"Still said no!" Fei Ningling's mouth twitched: "Your mother, I don't need you to learn from Lei Feng, but at least you have to be honest with the party and see action!" She slapped the table: "Action! Action Ah Zhengzhi!"

Zheng Shouyi, who had been silent all this time, almost poured the soup into his nostrils, put down the bowl and coughed twice: "A Ling," he said, "my son is getting older, and I will think about it myself, so don't talk about him."

Fei Ningling's anger immediately shifted: "Zheng Shouyi, you sleep in the hall tonight!"

"Oh, I missed my wife."

"Who is your wife."

Zheng Zhi, who saw the two fighting again, was very far-sighted, and silently backed away, and when Fei Ningling turned his head to look back at him, he shouted: "Zheng Zhi!!!"

"Oh, Mom!" However, Zheng Zhi, who was responding to Fei Ningling, still kept his legs, and ran directly to the door: "Mom, my client is calling, and I have to go to the entertainment."

With a snap, Fei Ningling's anger inside the door was shut.

Zheng Zhi, who ran directly to the fire exit, was really speechless, married?Why not take his old life? !However, he thought about the Fang Youzhong he met today, and for some reason, he suddenly made a bad move.

Looking back to the other side, Fang Youzhong twitched the corners of his mouth and managed to maintain a gentle smile, looking at the beauty in front of him who couldn't tell that he had any relationship with the little chubby girl before, just looking at him with a watery smile , called him: "Brother Fang."

Fang Youzhong smiled at her very calmly: "Yufei." Then he looked at the woman next to the beautiful woman who was obviously aged but in good condition: "Aunt Lin."

"Oh, Xiao Zhong." Aunt Lin responded, and then looked at Fang Youzhong up and down, as if picking pork: "Xiao Zhong has grown taller and handsome, Aunt Lin almost didn't recognize him."

When her son was praised, Wu Qinglian, who is a mother, was of course very happy. Of course, she still wanted to be polite: "Where is there?" Then she looked at Xiao Yufei and said, "What is Xiao Zhong, look at your Feifei's status. Yes, ah, it’s really watery.”

"No way, Xiao Zhong is so beautiful!" Then he turned his head to look at Xiao Yufei: "Beifei, don't you think so?"

Fang Youzhong felt that his face was going to freeze with laughter, why is being a mother a virtue? !

The author has something to say: Zheng Zhi read half of the script: Fang Youzhong, your mother asked you to make soy sauce.

Fang Youzhong clicked his tongue: Zheng Zhi, your mother asked to get married.