urban life

Chapter 482 Visit
After many days of scorching sun, the weather finally turned gloomy.

There are layers of cumulus clouds in the sky, and sometimes a gust of wind blows by, bringing a touch of coolness.

Hou Mengting walked out of the house and saw Zhou An lying on the chair, squinting his eyes slightly, quite comfortable.

"What is Mr. Zhou doing?"

Zhou An shook his body: "I'm thinking about you."

Hou Mengting randomly moved a stool and sat on his side: "Bah, scumbag."

"Why are you a scumbag?" Zhou An asked.

"Everyone who says that, without exception, is a scumbag." Hou Mengting put her hands on her slender waist and pursed her mouth slightly.

Even after getting married and becoming a mother, Hou Mengting is still so naive, immature and unscrupulous in front of Zhou An.

The most important thing is that this bitch really has the ability to pretend to be tender.

White, tender, smooth face, exquisite facial features, plump lips, long hair shawl, soft hair gently hanging on her back, wearing a pink dress, with a fresh, natural and innocent temperament .

There is no such thing as a mother in her 30s.

Hou Mengting is a female ghost who sucked Zhou An's yang energy.

The more you live, the younger you belong

Zhou An opened his eyes, took a sip of tea, and glanced at the other party: "Then ask again."

"What are you doing?"

"I'm thinking about digging your ancestral grave."

"Hey" Hou Mengting refilled a cup of tea for him, and said lightly, "Go, if you have the ability, go, dig up the ancestral grave, and my wife will celebrate for you."

After a pause, he continued with contempt and disdain: "You're only good at talking now, little trash."

"You're insulting people, aren't you?" Zhou An was a little excited.

He didn't expect that Mrs. Zhou could "drive" from the ancestral grave, which precisely hit his soul and spirit.

Zhou An replied: "You don't even have the most basic verbal skills."

"We are skilled in other aspects." Hou Mengting's eyes are charming, as if a river of spring water is in her mouth, stroking her big white leg, stroking her fingertips bit by bit, enchanting and moving, "Mr. come out."

Zhou An subconsciously touched his mouth.

Well, no.

He didn't take it seriously, Mrs. Zhou often lied to him, and he suppressed the urge to "beat up" Hou Mengting with great control.

"I have business to do later, don't mess with me."

"Hee hee." Hou Mengting's exquisite facial features were full of smiles, with a hint of rosiness, and she did not continue to tease her husband. She deeply understood that once the fire in Zhou An's heart was ignited, it would be difficult to end today.

Don't look at her smug look, she's just pretending.

Even in middle age, Zhou An's ability is still so "brutal", and he just took advantage of it.

If they entered the bedroom, they might not know who would win and who would lose.

"Why hasn't Xiaohui come?" Hou Mengting asked.

"The emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuch is in a hurry." Zhou An kicked the Samoyed away. Qiyue is becoming more and more human now, and he actually likes to drink tea. He is not surprised that this dog will become a genius one day, "Look at Hou Mengting Look at yourself as a eunuch."

"Dad, don't bully Qiyue." Zhou Lingmeng, who was playing, came over and said indignantly.

Zhou Lingmeng unilaterally believes that the friendship between her and the two dogs is quite good, and no one can bully Samoyed and Husky except herself.

"I didn't bully it."

"kicked."

"No."

"kicked."

"No."

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A father and a daughter quarreled under the clouds.

Zhou Liang turned his gaze from the book to the father and daughter, and said expressionlessly, "Childish!"

Hou Mengting pinched her son's little face and made all kinds of grimaces: "How mature are you, old son, you still wet the bed at the age of four."

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Liang's plain face turned red instantly, and he was a little shy. He obviously hit his pain point, and he argued loudly: "It is normal for a child to wet the bed between the ages of three and five."

"Hey, that's right." Hou Mengting said, "Your sister hasn't peed since she was three years old."

Zhou Lingmeng, who was arguing with Zhou An, also attracted attention, and patted Zhou Liang on the shoulder, looking like a big sister, with high spirits: "You "Zou" are a younger brother."

Zhou Liang felt the deepest malice in the world, he felt that he was out of tune with his family.

The world is not cold, only people's hearts are cold.

"This, this." Outside the house, Zhuang Ju stopped, and looked at the house in front of him at a 45-degree angle, his eyes were full of surprise, and the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat, "This, your brother lives here ?”

Zhou Zihui replied softly: "Yes."

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A few days ago, Zhou Zihui explained her family situation to Zhuang Ju. The house and several cars she owned were worth tens of millions.

It took Zhuang Ju a long time and painstaking effort to finally get out of shock.

He did not expect that Zhou Zihui, who is usually ordinary, has such a superior family background.

Then there is a problem in front of him at this time.

One is a rich daughter, and the other is a poor boy.

Do the two have a future?

After thinking deeply, Zhuang Ju decided to visit Zhou Zihui's family, and also meet the elder brother who was often talked about by her.

If he agrees with the two of them, he is naturally full of joy; if he disagrees, he will take one step at a time.

Today is the day when Zhuang Ju came to visit.

The sky is a bit gloomy, and the weather is not beautiful.

Even though Zhou Zihui had already told Zhuang Ju that everything she owned was given by her brother, Zhuang Ju already had some mental preparations in his heart.

That brother is by no means an ordinary person.

However, now, it is obvious that the extraordinaryness of that elder brother surpassed his imagination.

A bungalow costs at least hundreds of millions. Ordinary people dare not have the slightest contradictory and extravagant demands, and even ordinary rich people are hesitant.

Zhuang Ju hasn't seen the real person yet, and he has already started to retreat in his heart.

Maybe he and Zhou Zihui are destined not to be in the same world.

However, after seeing Zhou Zihui's clear eyes, like the purest crystals, he gave up the idea of ​​shrinking back.

"You seem nervous?"

"Yes."

"My brother is very nice."

A smile appeared on Zhuang Ju's face: "I think so too."

"So did I ring the doorbell?"

He took a deep breath and nodded.

ding dong ding dong --

The doorbell rang and the door swung open.

"aunt."

"aunt."

Seeing Zhou Zihui, the two children instantly opened their arms and rushed towards her at a flying speed. They each hugged one leg and looked at her excitedly.

"Hee hee." Zhou Zihui liked her nephew and niece very much, and squatted down, "Are you two behaving well recently?"

"Good boy!" Zhou Lingmeng answered with a loud voice.

"Zhou Lingmeng, can you lower your voice, be a lady, and be careful that you won't get married in the future." Zhou Liang gave Zhou Lingmeng a white look.

He was very worried and anxious about the future of this "sister".

Zhou Lingmeng has a carefree personality, coupled with five big and three rough, he often bullied other children in the kindergarten, especially Deng Xi who suffered the most, and was one of the best big sisters, acting like a man.

If things continue like this, will his "sister" still get married?

Worry!

Zhou Lingmeng turned her head and put her arms on Zhou Liang's shoulders. With a little effort, Zhou Liang's head rested on her chest. She put her mouth in front of Zhou Liang's ears, took a deep breath, and raised her voice an octave: "cannot!"

"You're an older sister, don't bully younger brother." Zhou Zihui pursed her lips, with a faint smile on her face, and rescued Zhou Liang.

"Auntie, you're biased." Zhou Lingmeng pouted.

"I lack heart." Zhou Zihui replied.

After arguing for a while, Zhou Lingmeng and Zhou Liang cast their eyes on Zhuang Ju. It was the first time they saw their aunt bringing a boy to their house. They tilted their heads, their eyes were shining, and they watched arrogantly. other side.

There was a smile on Zhuang Ju's face.

"Are you my uncle?" Zhou Lingmeng asked.

"If you say you're stupid, you don't believe me." Zhou Liang originally wanted to slap Zhou Lingmeng on the head, but thinking that the latter would fight back, he could only slap his own forehead, and said with a helpless attitude, "I'm only called uncle when I'm married. Not married yet."

"What do you call being unmarried?"

"Call Uncle." Hou Mengting stepped forward.

"Hello, uncle."

"Hello, uncle."

The two children greeted Zhuang Ju with one voice.

"Hello."

While responding, Zhuang Ju gave the toy in his hand to the siblings.

"I have all these toys." Taking the toys, Zhou Lingmeng replied subconsciously, but suddenly remembered something, closed his mouth, and then smiled at Zhuang Ju, innocent and simple, "Thank you, uncle, I am so cute." I like it, this is the best gift I have received in my life, never before or since."

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Zhou Lingmeng's carelessness has made her speak out of her head, and she can say what is in her heart, but one good thing is that she has the courage to admit her mistakes and correct her own mistakes.

After realizing that she had said something wrong, she quickly put on a childlike smile and a sweet mouth, adding the word "uncle", all of a sudden resolved the embarrassment.

Zhuang Ju didn't take Zhou Lingmeng's offense seriously, because at this moment he focused all his energy on Zhou An.

Zhou An was wearing a simple white T-shirt, black shorts, and a pair of slippers on his feet.

Dressed in such an ordinary way, standing there, watching him quietly, gave him great pressure.

He quickly stretched out his hand: "Hi Brother An, I'm Zhuang Ju."

"Hello." Zhou An also stretched out his hand to respond. He could clearly feel that Zhuang Ju's palms were sweaty and trembling slightly, "Please come inside."

Zhou An walked in front, followed by Zhuang Ju, and the two entered the house one after the other.

"Brother, will you see the future father-in-law in the same way?" Zhou Lingmeng asked.

"Impossible." Zhou Liang replied resolutely, "First, I have a super strong and calm brain, and I will never be nervous; second, there is Yan Ruyu in the book, there is a golden house in the book, and the book is my future girlfriend; third.
I am your brother! "

"Okay, buddy."

The two children began to quarrel over who was the older and who was the younger. The two dogs squatted aside and howled, as if they were cheering for them, but their eyes showed a look of watching the excitement.

"Sister-in-law." Zhou Zihui said softly.

"I have a good impression of him." Hou Mengting understood what sister-in-law wanted to say, and slowly looked away.

"Where's my brother?"

"Your brother will only do it for your own good."

Zhou Zihui pouted.

The phrase "for your own good" contains too many things, both satisfactory and unsatisfactory, and sometimes even mandatory.

Zhou Zihui was also quite worried about whether Zhuang Ju could pass Zhou An's test.

Zhou An and Zhuang Ju entered the living room, and the former waved his hands lightly, motioning for the other to sit down.

They sat opposite each other around the tea table.

Zhou An remained silent and made tea slowly. The first step was to wash his hands first; the second step was to iron the cup and warm the pot and clean the teacup; the third step was to enter the palace and pour the tea into the cup
As he grew older, he became more and more fond of tea, and often studied the tea ceremony, the corresponding processes and procedures.

When he was making tea, Zhuang Ju also kept silent, his eyes were fixed on Zhou An's movements, causing waves in his heart.

What is he doing?Why don't you talk?Am I trying to break the embarrassment myself?Isn't it a little disrespectful to speak now?I'd better be quiet for a while. Zhuang Ju thought to himself.

After eight or nine procedures, Zhou An finally made tea.

"Zhou An, what else can you do besides tinkering with your crap all day long?" Lu Yulan walked by with the dishes, and said in a bad tone, "Hurry up and clean up for me, everyone is so busy in the kitchen, but you If you are idle, you will serve me food quickly, and dinner will be ready later."

After a pause, he said to Zhuang Ju with a smile on his face, "Are you hungry? I'm sorry, I'll be eating in a while."

"No no"

Zhuang Ju waved his hands quickly, with an embarrassed expression on his face, then stood up, went to the kitchen, and went to help.

And Zhou An looked at the back of the other party, quietly drinking tea, lost in thought.

"Come on, eat more."

"Just treat it as your own home."

"You're welcome."

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At the dinner table, Lu Yulan and Liu Shuhua were very enthusiastic. They piled up Zhuang Ju's rice bowls into a hill, and kept picking up vegetables. Teacher Zhou was still studying his stocks, and recently he had a numbness.

Hou Lin poured a glass of wine and handed it to Zhuang Ju: "Brother, what time is it?"

"Uncle, no." He quickly refused.

"If a man doesn't drink, he's going to live in vain." Hou Lin waved his hand grandly, "If you don't even drink, what's the point of life? You'll know when a man gets married. I rely on alcohol to continue my life, let me tell you."

Hou Lin's small words of persuading him to drink came easily, and he pulled Zhuang Ju to persuade him to drink, but suddenly he noticed a strange look, which came from his own daughter. stand up.

The atmosphere at the dinner table today is particularly lively.

Lu Yulan and Liu Shuhua pulled Zhuang Jutian and chatted all over the place. They asked and answered each other. Zhou Zihui and Hou Mengting talked softly. What's going on.

While Zhuang Ju was chatting with the two of them, he silently looked at Zhou An. The latter just ate quietly without saying anything, and his heart gradually sank.

Something is not quite right.

"I'm full." Zhou An finished eating, put down his job, walked to Zhuang Ju, and patted him on the shoulder, "Walking with me?"

"it is good."

(End of this chapter)