sweet strawberry love

Chapter 305 Where is raising a son, it is clearly offering an ancestor

She had just finished chatting with Shangguan Tian when she received a call from Ou Lei.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the room with a slender body like jade, her big bony hands are holding the phone, her clear black eyes are lowered, she doesn't know what she is thinking.

"Mom, what's the matter?"

There is no warmth in the boy's deep and magnetic voice.

The woman on the phone seemed to be used to his indifference, and said with a smile, "Baby, didn't you go out with your little girlfriend this weekend?"

The name 'baby' made Ouyang Che's face pale.

Hearing the words 'little girlfriend', the temperature of Ouyang Che's body dropped a little.

"Just have fun hanging out with your man, don't worry about me."

"How can I do that? Before you gave birth to my little granddaughter, how could I ignore you."

When you have a little granddaughter, who cares who she is?
The corner of Ouyang Che's mouth twitched twice, "Ms. Ou, do you think it's appropriate for you to say this to a freshman boy?"

"Son, don't pretend to be young. If you didn't want to skip a grade, you would have graduated from college by now."

Ou Lei's voice on the phone was full of contempt.

Moreover, Ouyang Che went to school later than others, and his age itself was higher than the average age of freshman in high school.

"If you want a girl, find your man to have a baby, don't torment me."

After tossing him when he was a child, he still wanted to torture his future son and daughter. Why didn't she go to heaven?

In order to prevent Ou Lei from saying more shocking words to the world, Ouyang Che simply hung up her phone.

Ou Lei looked at the hung up phone and was stunned for a while.

Bastard boy, if she still survives, will she go to him?
Ou Lei came back to her senses, and complained to her husband aggrievedly.

"Husband, look at your bastard son, he doesn't respect my mommy at all."

Sitting on the sofa and reading the newspaper, Ouyang Wenyu hugged Ou Lei, who was full of false grievances, into his arms, and glanced at her, "Is it my son or not your son?"

"You are used to your son. You are so old, you still don't talk about girlfriends, and you are so indifferent to your mother. How can you raise a son? You are obviously offering an ancestor."

Ouyang Wenyu: "..."

Who gets used to his son?

Who the hell is chasing after his son's ass all day to ask for a young daughter-in-law, so scared that he dare not go home?

Of course, Ouyang Wenyu would not reason with the woman in his arms.

Because it doesn't make sense.

"Husband, I heard that there is a classmate in your university who is a psychiatrist who specializes in emotional aspects. Can you contact me and give our son a hypnosis?"

She really wants to be a mother-in-law.

The corner of Ouyang Wenyu's mouth twitched violently twice.

This woman really said that the wind is the rain.

Thinking of his son's request, Ouyang Wenyu pursed his lips.

"Our son is only seventeen this year, and he's still young. It's normal for him not to be emotionally enlightened. You don't have to worry about it."

After a pause, Ouyang Wenyu said softly again: "As for the little daughter-in-law... I believe that our son will soon bring you back a little girl carved in powder and jade."

"Is 17 still young? My mother-in-law said, when you are 17, your girlfriends can form a reinforcement company."

Ouyang Wenyu: "..."

Ou Lei reacted belatedly, she raised her head and squinted her eyes and asked, "Husband, your tone is so firm, do you know something?"

Ouyang Wenyu is the director of No. [-] Middle School, and he knows all about his son's troubles.

　Three more~~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)