Chapter 74 How old are you!

As the saying goes, three years old look old. Zhuang Shao's father, Xie Minghui, was already a typical scumbag when he was sixteen years old. He was a typical scumbag who rubbed oil on the belly of a big female classmate and then put oil on the soles of his feet. That's impossible.

So these days Xie went to Yanling to look for his son. There are 10,000 elders in the family who are worried, and call three times a day to remind me - have you seen my grandson? Does my grandson lack arms and legs? Did he call you dad? when will you be back? Have you booked a flight?

When I heard the eight characters, I hadn't even said a word, and I was jumping in a hurry - hold on tight! No matter whether he is a senior or a senior, some people can arrange for him to be tied back to Linjiang. Do you need to worry about your secondary school graduation? ? If you can't do it, say it as soon as possible, I will do it myself! Again, don't even think about the fact that the child doesn't bring back the will!

Hey.

The old man is not in good health. He is always worried that he will die one morning choking on walnuts. Before he died, he had one wish: to see his grandson. As for this son, who has always been unsuccessful and lost his fertility abroad by accident, he loves him to death, and no one at home cares at all.

Xie Minghui did not know that Zhuang Ying came to Yanling.

But even if she knew, it was useless. First, the son was originally created by the two of them, and mitosis could not be found. Second, Xie Minghui's family used to be much more powerful than Zhuang's family. When he was studying, he used "uncleanness and self-love" as an excuse. I don't look down on Zhuang Ying, let alone look down on her now, even if she is Zhuang Shao's mother, it can't change anything.

Now in the late autumn, Xie Minghui was still wearing a thin windbreaker, and he caught a cold within two days. Yanling is such a big place. He went to the pharmacy to buy medicine. Zhuang Shao also used his lunch break to give Mummy a sore muscle spray. The father and son bumped into each other like brothers.

"What a coincidence!" He smiled at Zhuang Shao.

He's technically a jerk, of course, but not so jerk that he doesn't recognize a ready-made biological son. At that time, he thought that Zhuang Ying had beaten the child, and he didn't know the existence of his son at all in these years. What's more, Zhuang Shao in front of him was wearing a blue and white school uniform. He was taller than him.

"Come to buy medicine?"

got no response.

From Zhuang Shao's deliberately indifferent and ignorant attitude, Xie Minghui speculates that he has already guessed something.

The autumn wind was blowing outside, and the sun was not very bright. Xie Minghui wanted to take him for a while: "Send you back to school?"

Zhuang Shao glanced at the expensive black trot: "No need, I'll ride the bike."

He got on his bike, the plastic bags of medicine dangling under the handlebars, the fallen leaves on the side of the road almost as high as steps.

"Can you drive?" Xie Minghui followed him, his sports car crawling on the ground.

Zhuang Shao said nothing.

"I guess you will." Xie Minghui said, "Your grandfather owns a jeep. He must have let you touch the steering wheel when he was a child. I'm right."

"You know what to ask me?"

"Isn't this just to chat with you, to enhance the relationship."

Zhuang Shao thought to himself, why did you go early? But he still didn't say a word, and rode silently all the way to the school gate.

"Hey wait!" Xie Minghui came down and ran to him, holding his schoolbag in his right hand, "Are you free at night, let's have a meal together."

"No time."

"Don't refuse so bluntly. If you want to study at night, I can wait for you. Give me a face. Anyway, I also helped the family who adopted you."

Zhuang Shao said, are you finished yet? Threat me, right? Xie Minghui said how could this be considered a threat? It's fucking flattering. Besides, it's not easy for me to travel all the way for you, so I'm going to have a meal anyway.

Some students were coming and going around, everyone looked curiously at the sports car, Zhuang Shao turned around and left.

"Hey! Call me!"

Finally, he stuffed his business card into his school uniform. Looking at the back of his son leaving, don't know why Xie Minghui was a little overwhelmed with emotion, but in general, he was very happy and exciting - it felt like a drama.

As soon as he entered the classroom, Zhuang Shao was grabbed by his classmates and asked, "Who is that person talking to you at the school gate, Zhuang Shao, his car is really handsome! He's not bad looking."

Meng Ye was returning from Lao Jiang's office when he heard him stand still: "What?"

Zhuang Shao said nothing, just a MLM. classmates say? No wonder so many people are cheated into gangs. It turns out that MLM makes so much money that criminals even drive sports cars!

Returning to his seat, Meng Ye asked in a low voice, "Your dad?"

In order to be afraid that others would hear that he was hunched over his desk, Zhuang Shao sat in front of him, and in a blink of an eye, he met his sweaty face, and couldn't help frowning: "Did you steal coal at noon?"

"Where, I helped Lao Jiang to clean up the office. You live a rough life. Can you believe that there are cobwebs under the table?"

Zhuang Shao hummed absently.

Meng Ye asked again: "I heard from the teacher that you are qualified for the recommendation soon?"

"It's an interview." Zhuang Shao said.

"When are you going to meet?"

"Next month."

That would mean that the two of them would be temporarily separated again. However, the back-and-forth was only two or three days at most, but Meng Ye didn't feel particularly reluctant to give up. Besides, he was going to Linda to participate in the trials in January, and he was so busy during this time that he really didn't have time to be distracted.

Over the course of the afternoon, Zhuang Shao's mobile phone received several friend requests, and he did not know how Xie Minghui knew his mobile phone number. Clicking on it is basically a sentence: pick up the car before ten thirty in the evening.

Pick up your uncle.

Zhuang Shao decided to turn off the computer when he returned to the dormitory. As a result, just halfway through the evening self-study, a classmate who had diarrhea and skipped class sent back the news: "There is a very cool sports car parked at the school gate, with two color-changing lights in front! There are also two scissor doors!"

"..."

Everyone asked to be seen.

Zhuang Shao snapped the book together and stood up with a serious face. Jiang Yue asked, "Why are you going?"

"Let him go."

"Who to let go?"

The class is about to begin again. The daring Lu Xiaochuan and Meng Ye are both in the playground. Those timid people in the rest of the classroom who want to watch the fun don't dare to follow, they can only wait for news from their seats. An eye-catching.

The doorman shouted, "What are you doing, you didn't ring the bell!"

Zhuang Shao was full of anger, and pointed to the sassy chartered car outside that illuminated the school gate: "You don't care?"

"Isn't that pretty?"

There was a retractable door blocking the school entrance, and Zhuang Shao could not get out. Xie Minghui came over after seeing him and asked across the door, "Is the get out of class over?"

Zhuang Shao was angry and said, "What the hell do you want to do?"

"I've asked you to eat. I've told you how many times. You need to be careful when you're young."

Zhuang Shao's words were already on his lips, but he couldn't scold him in front of his father, so he could only turn around and walk back. In the end, Xie Minghui was thicker than him, standing there and shouting at his back: "Son! I'm your father!"

security guard:?

"I'm your father! It's like a fake! The evidence is like a mountain!"

"I'm your uncle!" Zhuang Shao turned around and scolded, "Can you go? Please leave now and drive your broken car!"

"Where is this car broken? Stop talking about it! But if you don't like Dad, you can change it! Dad listens to you!"

"..." Zhuang Shao wanted to give him a knock, and ran back to stare at him in anger, "Can you shut up?"

Xie Minghui didn't talk nonsense. He took out the paternity test document and threw it in his face: "Did you talk to your father like this? We will discuss it later if you have a mother or not. I will stand here with your father, don't force me to beat you."

Zhuang Shao was so excited that his face turned blue, he didn't turn over the document after taking it, he stood like a wooden iceberg. Xie Minghui ran to pay a pack of cigarettes to the security guard, got the phone number of the head teacher, Lao Jiang, called and said a few words, and then the security guard let him go.

"Come here and have dinner with dad."

Pushing his own son into the sports car, Xie Minghui drove away at full speed, leaving the security guards watching the fun and one or two passing students messed up in the wind.

The so-called best shopping mall in Yanling has only three floors, and there is no underground parking lot. When the car got there, Xie Minghuiguang took a lot of effort to stop the car, and when he got to the restaurant upstairs, he picked it up.

"This is also called a private room? It's a private room at most. Let's forget about ordering, and I'll take you to eat at that restaurant when I get back to Linjiang-"

"Okay." Zhuang Shao interrupted him, "Why are you talking so much, let's get straight to the point."

Speaking of Zhuang Ying's words, it's not too much. The two chatter gave birth to a stuffy gourd. It seems that silence is a recessive gene.

This time, Xie Minghui didn't care about him. After ordering a few dishes, he said, "There is no theme, I just want to have a meal with you, nothing else."

Zhuang Shao raised his eyelids: "So I can leave after eating?"

"It's like I'm restricting your personal freedom, do I have it?" Xie Minghui smiled and spread his hands, "You came with me voluntarily tonight."

"I'll go then."

Zhuang Shao stood up and was pulled by him again.

"Who do you think your personality is like? Your father and I are much more easy-going than you, and I'm lovable wherever I go."

"Take Sister Ying as an example," Xie Minghui turned the lighter in his hand and knocked on the table, "She is not as prejudiced as you are towards me, and she thanked me that day."

Zhuang Shao said, "What's your purpose in buying the hotel? I warn you not to play tricks."

"As I said, I just want to meet you, have two meals, and see how you are doing, that's all."

Zhuang Shao didn't believe it, and he still didn't let his guard down. Xie Minghui said of course, it is best if you are willing to go back with me. Grandparents are waiting for you at home, crying and wiping tears all day long. Don't you believe me, let them send you a video?

"No need!" Zhuang Shao couldn't accept it.

Xie Minghui put away the phone: "I know what you're thinking. Relatives who haven't seen each other in nearly 20 years, I have no feelings for me."

Zhuang Shao looked at him, he realized that there was ambiguity in what he said, and he said, "Of course I don't treat you like this. You are my son. We are connected by blood, and it hurts me the same after not seeing each other for many years."

Zhuang Shao smiled coldly and self-deprecatingly.

Xie Minghui knew that he was old, and a few words could not cover him, but he could only know Yili: "I'm here to say that I have a purpose and a purpose, I just want to recognize you. To tell you the truth, I only learned about you recently. I knew that I had returned to China earlier, this is the truth."

Zhuang Shao was silent after hearing this.

The waiter knocked on the door to serve the dish, Xie Minghui let the other party in, and took advantage of the time when the dish was clothed to change his seat and sat beside Zhuang Shao. When he left, he hugged his son's shoulder like a friend of the same age and patted him.

"Dad knows all the hardships you've suffered over the years. Your mother is not a dick, and you don't care if you give birth to you. In the future, if you have a father, you will never—"

Originally, Zhuang Shao's attitude had softened, but when he heard this, he pushed his hand away and stood up abruptly: "You are not allowed to slander my mother!"

Xie Minghui was almost pushed back by him, and instantly became angry, and pointed at him with chopsticks: "Sit down for me."

Zhuang Shao stared at him, his chest heaving.

Xie Minghui said, "What do I call slander? You don't need me to tell me how your mother has treated you for 18 years, and I can't get in the way, just say one thing, is she a bastard for giving birth to you privately? I don't dare to raise you to be your grandma's son, is it a bastard? I'm not as good as her, I admit, at least I'm not as cowardly as her!"

Zhuang Shao sneered and said that you don't persuade you to go abroad? Are you not cowardly when you pretended to be a tortoise?

"Fuck I was only sixteen at the time! Feel your own courage and think about it. Now that you are eighteen years old, do you dare to listen to your parents' arrangements? They told you to go east and you dare to go west?!"

No matter how bad people do bad things, there are ways to excuse themselves, not to mention what Xie Minghui said is the truth. It's not that he didn't think about taking responsibility at first, but his family disagreed, and his parents made the decision for him as quickly as possible. As for him, it was at most a crime of obedience.

After a bad meal, Zhuang Shao went back at eleven o'clock in the evening, and Xie Minghui followed in his car as usual.

Unexpectedly, before arriving at the hotel, the figures of the two had just appeared, and Meng Yezo, who was sitting outside the gate, stood up: "Zhuang Shao!"

Zhuang Shao stepped up to the door: "?"

"Where did you go, the phone couldn't get through!"

"I"

Before he finished speaking, You Ying came out of the front desk aggressively, passed him, and rushed out!

"Sister Ying?"

Another Yu Na who chased out flashed in front of her eyes: "Mom, mom, calm down! The law says to give the other party a chance to justify—"

"Damn you bastard!"

You Ying rushed in front of Xie Minghui, who had just gotten off the car and hadn't reacted, and kicked the girl to the ground with a kick of his slippers!

"How old are you if you dare to steal your son from the old lady!!"

Xie Minghui: Sister Ying has no prejudice against me (smiley face)