There is no market for deep affection, the military advisor personally appears

Chapter 2 Mom, you are so beautiful!
After getting away from Xiao Qingzhu, Pei Chuan walked on the street.

The streets of Huaicheng 10 years ago made Pei Chuan feel both familiar and unfamiliar. The streets were full of girls with side bangs, and the clothing stores he passed by were either playing "Love Business" or "The Most Dazzling National Style".

"What should I do next?" Pei Chuan thought for a moment and sighed, "Forget it, let's go home first."

"Pei Chuan?" After booking a night and playing CF for a whole morning, Yang Zhou walked out of the Royal Internet Cafe tiredly. Unexpectedly, he met his good brother Pei Chuan at the door of the Internet Cafe. After rubbing his eyes and confirming several times, Yang Zhou trotted forward and patted Pei Chuan on the shoulder.

"Pei Chuan, isn't today Xiao Qingzhu's birthday? Why are you here? Why did Xiao Qingzhu break up again?"

Xiao Qingzhu had a bad temper and would break up at any time, which was a secret from others, but as the person Pei Chuan complained to, Yang Zhou was of course quite clear about it.

Pei Chuan listened to the familiar voice and subconsciously turned around to look at Yang Zhou, who didn't have a full beard yet but still had a dark face like charcoal, and felt a little complicated in his heart.

Before he was reborn, Yang Zhou and his girlfriend had been stumbling around for several years, but eventually they got married. Before he could even drink at the wedding, he unexpectedly was reborn.

Seeing his brother staring at him blankly without saying anything, Yang Zhou's heart suddenly skipped a beat, "Fuck, you two really broke up this time!"

Just as Yang Zhou was scratching his head and thinking about how to comfort his brother, Pei Chuan could no longer hold back the smile on his face.

"People are in high spirits when good things happen to them. Two big good things happening in a short period of time?"

"Good news? You and Xiao Qingzhu haven't broken up?" Yang Zhou's charcoal-black face was full of confusion.

Hearing the name Xiao Qingzhu, Pei Chuan's smile faded and he said calmly: "We just broke up. Xiao Qingzhu and I have no relationship now."

Yang Zhou was stunned for a moment, thinking that his good brother said that just to save face, so he could only comfort him: "It's good to break up. You are so handsome, you won't have trouble finding a girlfriend."

Xiao Qingzhu always presented herself as the class beauty who was graceful and elegant to outsiders, but he was Pei Chuan's good friend, so he knew very well how mischievous this woman Xiao Qingzhu was, and he had no regrets about their breakup.

Seeing that Yang Zhou seemed to have misunderstood, Pei Chuan was too lazy to explain and asked, "Do you want to go home now?"

When talking about going home, Yang Zhou was exhausted from playing games overnight. He said, "I played games all night last night and all morning today. Now I am sleepy and hungry. I feel like I am going to die suddenly."

"Go home and get some sleep, and then come out for a barbecue tonight. I'll treat you."

"Eating barbecue? Didn't you use all your money to buy gifts for Xiao Qingzhu? Where would you get the money? And why did you suddenly want to eat barbecue?" Yang Zhou was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood that his good brother probably wanted to find a place to drink and indulge himself because he was dumped.

Yang Zhou sighed and patted Pei Chuan's shoulder, nodding seriously: "Don't worry, I will go." As he said that, Yang Zhou took out the key and unlocked the bicycle parked at the door of the Internet cafe.

There are so many warriors who ride bicycles to surf the Internet these days, but no warrior dares not to lock the bicycle.

If you don’t lock your car, you might lose it!
Pei Chuan looked at Yang Zhou's damaged bicycle. Having just been reborn at the age of 18, he felt like he had endless energy.

He is no longer the Pei Chuan who is worth tens of millions, lives a life of debauchery, and is happy with Xiao Xiao all the time, but whose body has been hollowed out due to years of lack of exercise.

He found that he was reborn at the age of 18, his body was younger and his mentality was also much younger.

Pei Chuan's eyes sparkled and he was eager to try, so he grabbed the handlebars of the bicycle.

"Get in the back, I'll ride you!"

Yang Zhou didn't argue. He just sat in the back seat, rolled his eyes and said "huh" with a tone full of disdain.

"I don't know who was the one who fell into a ditch while riding a bicycle a few days ago and said he would never ride a bicycle again. How long has it been since he forgot about it?"

"Did I say that?" Pei Chuan didn't even remember such a trivial matter, so he said casually, "I bumped my head when I woke up this morning, and I'm still a little confused now, so I can't remember some things."

"Ah? Is it serious? Don't we need to go to the hospital?" Yang Zhou didn't realize Pei Chuan was joking. He grabbed the car seat and asked nervously.

"I've been there, and the doctor said there's nothing wrong, and told me to go home quickly so as not to delay him from performing hemorrhoidectomies on others."

"Damn it! You're looking for your second uncle." Yang Zhou was speechless. Pei Chuan's eldest uncle runs a driving school, and his second uncle is a proctologist.

"My second uncle is the only doctor among my relatives. Who else should I ask if not him?" Pei Chuan said impatiently while straddling the car: "Okay, sit tight, I'm going to take you off!"

Yang Zhou felt a little distressed, "Slow down, slow down, my bicycle was inherited from my father, who is older than me, and I call him uncle all the time, don't let my uncle toss and turn it apart." Usually he was reluctant to ride hard, but now Pei Chuan was different, he just stood up and pedaled instead of enjoying it while sitting.

Pei Chuan, who was standing and pedaling his bicycle, turned around and glared at Yang Zhou, threateningly:

"Huh??? I was planning to treat you to a barbecue tonight, and this is your attitude."

"Ahem, foster father, you don't have to pity my uncle, just kick him as you like!"

Yang Zhou thought of the barbecue in the evening and quickly apologized with a smile. He was also giving up. Anyway, he had graduated from high school and would not have to ride this broken bike anymore.

After riding for ten minutes and passing through the familiar streets, Pei Chuan looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar gate, feeling a little timid.

"I'm going home. You can ride back and catch up on some sleep. Meet at my doorstep at 6pm. If you're late, your godfather won't wait for you."

Yang Zhou yawned while riding his bicycle, and waved his hand without looking back, saying, "Got it, Dad will leave first."

Looking at Yang Zhou who took advantage and ran away at a very fast speed, Pei Chuan cursed with a smile.

"Damn Yang Zhou, at the last minute, he still took advantage of his adoptive father."

After saying goodbye to Yang Zhou, Pei Chuan walked into the yard with a complicated expression. The closer he got to home, the slower he walked.

The area where his family lived was the poorest in the entire Huaicheng. Pei Chuan remembered that this place was demolished not long after he started college.

After all, this is where he has lived for more than 20 years. There are the Clivia in the yard that my mother carefully cares for, and the two plots of land that Lao Pei planted himself when he had nothing to do.

Pei Chuan only remembered that one row was planted with coriander, but now when he revisited the place, he suddenly realized that the other row was also planted with coriander.

The old things that had long disappeared from his memory reappeared before his eyes, and Pei Chuan felt a little more nostalgic.

He took out the key hidden under the flowerpot on the windowsill with ease, poked at the door a few times, and found that the door was not locked at all.

As soon as I entered the house, I could hear the short and brisk sound of chopping board, "Dang...Dang...Dang!" It was obviously my mother chopping pork filling in the kitchen.

After eating vegetables for more than 20 years, no matter how delicious they are, one will get tired of them. However, the only thing that Pei Chuan will never get tired of is the dumplings made by his mother.

"Mom, I'm back!" Pei Chuan shouted at the top of his lungs.

Empress Hu, wearing a Doraemon apron, with her hair tied up, holding a kitchen knife in her hand, said angrily, "We'll have dumplings for lunch, come over and help."

In my previous life, I worked hard and earned tens of millions of dollars, but when I returned home for the New Year one day, I found that my father and mother had gained more wrinkles and their temples had started to turn gray.

It was then that he realized that his parents were already old.

But my career is on the rise and I rarely have time to go home and spend time with my parents.

Looking at his young mother in front of him, Pei Chuan couldn't help but feel a little sour in the corners of his eyes. Before he was reborn, he was about to go home to see his parents but he had a car accident and couldn't go back. If his parents knew that he was going back, they would definitely be very happy.

Pei Chuan looked his mother up and down, grinned, and praised sincerely:

"Mom is so young and beautiful, she married my dad and was marrying down! Tell your son how you were pursued by Old Pei in the first place?"

(End of this chapter)