Pokémon: What should I do? My father-in-law always wants to tear me apart

Lin Yi called his father, Lin Guochang, and a familiar voice came from the receiver: "Hello, son."

Lin Yi cleared his throat and tried to make his tone sound more natural: "Dad, are you coming home for dinner tonight?"

"Come back, what's wrong?"

There was some doubt in Lin Guochang's voice. He didn't understand why his son suddenly asked this.

"My mom is cooking tonight."

After Lin Yi finished speaking, the person on the other end of the phone fell silent, as if time had stood still.

After a long while, Lin Guochang silently put down his phone, with a helpless look in his eyes, and turned to look at Lu Wusong who was sorting documents next to him.

"There is any extra work, can you give it to me?"

There was a hint of urgency in his tone, as if he wanted to grasp this last "life-saving straw".

"Ok?"

Lu Wusong was stunned for a moment, stopped what he was doing, raised his head, and looked at Lin Guochang with a puzzled look.

He pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose, followed Lin Guochang's gaze and looked at the document in his hand. Then he suddenly realized and couldn't help laughing:

"No, thanks to you for helping me these three days. Otherwise, I might not have finished it before the New Year."

At this moment, there were only two of them in the office.

Recently, Laomei found out that their champion and two kings were captured by China, and they were immediately thrown into disarray. They are now eagerly trying to negotiate with China to bring these three people back.

This matter is of utmost importance at the moment, so Xia Nantian personally took Liu Yu and Ruan Tianli to participate in the negotiations.

With the strength of these three people, they are fully capable of getting away with it even if this is a Hongmen Banquet full of conspiracy.

But Lin Guochang was not in the mood to pay attention to these things at the moment. All he was thinking about was how to avoid the dinner tonight which was full of "unknown risks".

"No, there must be one, right?"

There was a hint of stubbornness in Lin Guochang's voice, and he stared at Lu Wusong, as if forcing him to admit that there was still unfinished work.

"Ah? No, in order to be able to go home and have a good New Year, the two of us have already handled our work until next year. There is really nothing left."

Lu Wusong waved his hands helplessly, his face full of sincerity.

He really didn't understand why Lin Guochang suddenly became so obsessed with work. You know, he was complaining about too much work a few days ago and was looking forward to finishing it early.

"No, absolutely."

Lin Guochang didn't give up at all. He muttered to himself and dived into the pile of documents on his desk to search through them.

His hands flipped through the documents quickly, and the papers made a rustling sound.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, as if he had discovered a new world, and he instantly became energetic.

He pulled out a document and pointed at the contents on it excitedly and said:

“I think there is something wrong with this project and I need to do it again.”

"But this is the enrollment plan for several prestigious schools next year. It's the work of the Alliance's education department. They've already made the arrangements, and now they're just confirming it for us."

Lu Wusong took a closer look at the document and explained patiently.

He pushed his glasses up, his eyes behind the lenses full of confusion. He wondered what was wrong with Lin Guochang and why he was suddenly so interested in the work of the education department.

"No, no, no, look, it says here that the number of admissions is less than last year. But the number of college entrance examination candidates is increasing. Don't you think this is unreasonable?"

Lin Guochang became more and more excited as he spoke, waving his hands in the air, trying to make his words more persuasive.

"Aren't you afraid of not being tried for what you said?"

Lu Wusong couldn't help but complain. He was still relatively rational and tried to keep himself calm.

"Every profession has its own specializations. The education department must have their reasons for doing this. Besides, the education department is now on holiday for the New Year. We can't let them come back, right?"

He tried to use these reasons to convince Lin Guochang to give up this unrealistic idea.

"It doesn't matter. In order to avoid going home for dinner... No, for the future of China, I am willing to stay up all night to re-arrange it."

Lin Guochang was so anxious that he almost let the cat out of the bag, but fortunately he changed his words in time.

There was a determination in his eyes, as if he was ready to work hard for this "extra job" until dawn.

"I-Is that so? I'll leave it to you then."

Lu Wusong looked at Lin Guochang's persistent look and shook his head helplessly, secretly sighing in his heart that Lin Guochang was really abnormal today.

After finishing the "work", Lin Guochang picked up the phone, a smile instantly spread across his face, and called Lin Yi:

"That's it, Lin Yi, tell your mother that I have something to do and won't be home for dinner tonight."

His tone was lighthearted, as if he had escaped a great disaster.

"Dad... I actually turned on the hands-free..."

Lin Yi's voice came from the other end of the phone, with a hint of caution.

"Hey?"

Lin Guochang's smile froze on his face instantly, and his expression was frozen as if he had been cast under a spell.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind quickly. He thought that he was doomed. What if his wife heard it?

"My mother said she would send it to you by express delivery."

Lin Yi said in a low voice, as if afraid of being overheard by someone, "Don't worry, I only asked my mother to make sausages, and I made the rest of the meals."

Hearing this, Lin Guochang felt a little relieved. Fortunately, most of it was done by Lin Yi.

"That's fine, that's fine."

Lin Guochang was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when Lin Yi's next words made him anxious again.

"But be careful, the sausages my mother makes..."

Lin Yi looked at the strange-looking sausage on the plate, his mouth twitching slightly, and a look of disgust appeared on his face.

“It’s like shit.”

After saying that, he hung up the phone without hesitation, leaving Lin Guochang holding the phone with a confused look on his face. His mind was full of question marks, and he had no idea what the sausage looked like.

……

In the office, the light was pale in every corner.

Lu Wusong had just come back from outside and wanted to go to the bathroom during the break to relax his tense nerves.

But when he passed by Lin Guochang's desk, the scene in front of him made him freeze in place instantly, his eyes widened like bells, and his face was full of fear and disbelief.

I saw Lin Guochang sitting in front of his desk, with some strangely shaped objects placed on a plate in front of him.

They are long, black, and their twisted appearance makes people feel uncomfortable at first glance. The picture needs to be mosaiced before it can pass review. No matter how you look at it, it looks like... shit?

"Lin Guochang, you actually...eat shit?!!"

Lu Wusong's voice suddenly rose, trembling and shocked, and was particularly harsh in the quiet office.

His body was trembling slightly, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying. His outstretched fingers were shaking slightly, pointing at the plate in front of Lin Guochang, as if he couldn't believe his eyes.

"You're the one eating shit!"

Lin Guochang rolled his eyes at Lu Wusong unhappily. He sighed heavily, as if trying to calm himself down, and then said:

“This is the sausage my wife made.”

"Sausage? That Dr. An?"

Lu Wusong widened his eyes, and Dr. An Qing's usual appearance quickly appeared in his mind.

In his impression, An Qing always had a cool and perfect image, and her every move exuded an awe-inspiring temperament.

But the black, strangely shaped thing before him was completely different from the image of the goddess in his mind.

When Lu Wusong thought about the fact that the cold goddess would make such a thing, he felt his scalp tingling and the shock in his heart could not subside for a long time.

"I do not believe!"

Lu Wusong came back to his senses and looked at Lin Guochang seriously with a firm tone, as if he was questioning an extremely absurd lie.

He shook his head, his eyes full of doubt.

"How can this be a sausage? This is simply... too outrageous."

He really couldn't connect the "dark cuisine" in front of him with the elegant Dr. An Qing.

Lin Guochang: "..."

Lin Guochang looked at Lu Wusong's expression of unbelief, and felt even more helpless.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but felt he had no way to explain it.

Egypt, believe it or not!