Catch only learn God to fall in love

There are two more people in the family, not to mention that Cheng Sibo is not used to it, even the grandparents were a little surprised when they woke up in the morning and saw their son-in-law coming out of the room in sportswear, and then they remembered that their daughter and son-in-law had come back last night.

At 06:30 in the morning, Cheng's father got up and knocked on Cheng Sibo's door. He opened the door sleepily, and saw his father's face was radiant and excited, waiting to go to exercise together.

Behind his father are grandparents standing at the door of their own children's room with surprised expressions.

"Comeon my son, GO, run." Father Cheng trotted on the spot a few times.

Although he has been in China for almost five years, Cheng's father's Chinese is not good. In addition, after Cheng Sibo was born, they spent very little time back to China. The couple usually speak Russian, so it is impossible for them to speak Chinese. will improve.

Cheng Sibo nodded expressionlessly. It was very unpleasant to be woken up during this holiday. If the other party was not his father, he would have kicked him out.

"Going for a run?" Grandpa asked while holding the chessboard.

"Yes, Dad, are you going together?" Dad Cheng asked.

"No, no, no." Grandpa waved his hands, then patted the chessboard on his hand, "I'm going to play chess."

"Okay, Dad."

Grandma had already gone to cook breakfast when they were talking, but she saw her daughter already busy in the kitchen before she got to the kitchen, and asked in surprise, "Why do you get up so early?"

They used to be busy until midnight every night before going to sleep. Not to mention making breakfast, it was difficult to even raise their eyes to look at the clock, so they ate breakfast and lunch together every day.

"Mom." Cheng's mother turned her head and shouted, and continued to work on herself, "I want to make you a breakfast. I made a promise with Sibo last night, so I can't break my promise."

Grandma stood at the door of the kitchen, full of emotions, not knowing how to speak, and finally had to say: "Take your time."

Mother Cheng paused while holding the handle of the rice spoon, staring at the porridge that kept bubbling, she nodded with difficulty, "Yes, I know."

When Cheng Sibo finished washing and changing, Mother Cheng just filled a few bowls of porridge.

"Drink a bowl of porridge before exercising." Seeing their father and son walking over together, Cheng's mother said quickly.

It has to be said that Cheng Sibo's good looks and body were almost inherited from his father, and the two of them knew that they were father and son when they went out.

Sitting at the dining table, Cheng Sibo stirred the porridge a few times with a spoon. This was the first time he ate breakfast made by his mother since he could remember.

Cheng's mother was also a little uneasy standing across from their dining table. She cared a lot about Cheng Sibo's attitude, even if it was a bowl of plain porridge.

As soon as he took the first sip, Cheng's mother asked nervously, "How is it?"

Father Cheng thought he was asking him, and the other hand on the dining table instantly gave a thumbs up, "It's delicious."

Mother Cheng smiled, "It's good to eat, Si Bo, is it okay?"

"Well, thank you." Cheng Sibo's attitude still held a sense of distance.

Mother Cheng felt a little disappointed, but she didn't dare to show it publicly, for fear of putting pressure on the child.

The grandma watched from the side, feeling a little complicated, walked over to touch her daughter's back, and gave her silent encouragement.

Cheng's mother glanced at her and pulled out a smile to indicate that she was fine.

"Don't eat too much before exercising, one bowl is enough, and eat after you come back from exercising." Grandma stopped Dad Cheng when he was about to scoop up the second bowl.

His movements stopped instantly, his brain was running with the information that his mother-in-law had just said, and he only realized what it meant after a while, and put down the spoon and bowls and chopsticks embarrassingly.

At this moment, Cheng Sibo had also finished eating, and was about to take the dishes and chopsticks for the two of them to the kitchen to wash, but Cheng's mother took them over, "I'll do it, you go to exercise, be careful, I'll make you something for lunch Rich."

Cheng Sibo didn't insist anymore, changed his sneakers with his father and went out.

Cheng's mother glanced at Cheng Sibo's clean dishes and his leaving back, and smiled in satisfaction.

Grandma put her hand on her shoulder and said, "Xiao Bo will open his heart."

"Yeah." Mother Cheng nodded, put the bowls and chopsticks into the sink, and took out two new sets, "Mom, let's have breakfast first, and we'll go to the market to buy ingredients later, and I'll cook for everyone at noon."

"Okay, okay." Grandma agreed happily.

Cheng's mother looked around the house and asked doubtfully, "Huh? Where's Dad?"

Grandma waved her hands and sat down, "Don't worry about him, he's already gone to play chess, he will find something to eat by himself."

Mother Cheng smiled lightly, "Dad is still so leisurely and elegant."

Grandma was laughed at by her, "It's just playing around with nothing to do, don't tell him that he is so educated."

Compared with last night, the mother and daughter get along much more naturally today, they will comfort each other, and they will tell some small jokes, without the cautious and tense atmosphere of last night.

For Cheng's mother, this is already a great improvement and a very good state.

Dad Cheng started running as soon as he arrived in the community, but he was not familiar with the environment and distance here, so when he reached the gate of the community, he began to wait for Cheng Sibo, who was slowly running up from behind.

"Son, is there a mountain here?"

"There is a mountain pass five kilometers away." Cheng Sibo walked to him and said.

Father Cheng did some warm-up exercises, raised his eyebrows at Cheng Sibo, "Competition?"

"Forget it, you don't know the way, so you won't say I bullied you later." Cheng Sibo jogged after speaking, "Let's go."

Father Cheng smiled, and was very satisfied with his son's behavior of not taking advantage of the fire. He originally ran behind him, but finally became shoulder to shoulder.

The two father and son ran all the way and attracted the attention of many people. They have long legs, wide shoulders and narrow waist. They are handsome and eye-catching, just like engravings. Anyone who looks at them will turn their backs.

It took half an hour to finally reach the entrance. Cheng Sibo bought two bottles of mineral water at a nearby shop, and threw one bottle to his father directly in the air.

Father Cheng's reaction speed was also very quick, and he grabbed the bottle with one hand.

"Here, the air is better than home." Father Cheng spent a few words to complete the meaning he wanted to express.

Cheng Sibo couldn't help being disgusted when he heard it. He could understand the accent, but he couldn't even speak incomplete sentences. "You didn't stay in China for a short time before. How did you manage to speak so badly?" of?"

His tone was the same as usual, but Dad Cheng still had to understand his meaning word by word, and it took him almost a minute to understand, "Before, I used English. I haven't spoken Chinese for a long time."

Cheng Sibo drank water and did not answer.

"Why don't we speak English?" Father Cheng looked like we were discussing.

Cheng Sibo glanced at him, and put the lid on the mineral water. There was no room for negotiation, "Speak Chinese in China, otherwise how would you communicate with grandpa and grandma? Are you gesticulating?"

Father Cheng obviously didn't understand the meaning of gestures, "What's wrong with my hands and feet?"

After finishing speaking, he carefully and carefully looked at the palms of his hands, the back of his hands and the feet that were being wrapped by the shoes.

Cheng Sibo sighed helplessly through his nose, "Forget it, let's go, aren't we going to climb a mountain? Here, it's just ahead."

After speaking, he raised his chin, indicating that the stairs up the mountain were just ahead.

"GOGOGO." Father Cheng didn't study the topic just now, his body was full of burning motor cells, and he just wanted to release them.

When we reached the top of the mountain, the sun slowly rose. The sun always arrives late in winter, but at the current temperature, it looks very warm.

Father Cheng stood there, looking around at the hustle and bustle of the city, feeling like he would put all his troubles under his feet and let himself release them.

"Is it comfortable?" Standing beside him, Cheng Sibo asked.

"It's so comfortable." Father Cheng closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, "Before, I was the only one running."

Speaking of this, he opened his eyes and looked at his son who was a few centimeters shorter than himself, who was not at all inferior in imposing manner, and patted him on the shoulder, "Now, with you."

Cheng Sibo lowered his head and chuckled, and didn't say the phrase 'then why did you choose to put me down', it seemed a bit hypocritical to ask in the current atmosphere.

He said in a joking tone: "Later, there will be a charge for running with you."

When it came to Qian Cheng's father, he immediately understood, "Tsk, your son is going to collect money from me?"

"Sibo." Father Cheng's tone suddenly became serious.

But his accent sounded like a comedy to Cheng Sibo's ears. How did he manage to read Sibo as dead? Those who didn't know thought that he had made some mistakes and was waiting to be punished. .

"You say."

"Two years ago, your grandfather passed away. He missed you very much and wanted to see you very much, but we didn't have time to take you back to see him. He left very suddenly." Cheng's father directly switched to English to communicate, his tone became very bitter.

Cheng Sibo listened to it, but he didn't feel any sadness. Whether he was cold-blooded or ruthless, he just felt a pity for the death of the grandfather he had never met.

Even when he learned from his grandmother that his grandfather had passed away, he just felt sorry that he didn't see him, but he really couldn't feel any sadness in his heart.

"It's a pity that I didn't see him." Cheng Sibo responded in Chinese, without much ups and downs.

Father Cheng has experienced tens of thousands of people, so how can he not understand his thoughts, he continued to say in English helplessly: "Your grandma really wants to see you, and we hope you can go to see her when you come back this time."

For the first time, Cheng Sibo's face showed impatience in front of his father, and he frowned slightly. It's not like he couldn't understand the implication of his father's words.

This time I said directly in English: "Dad, grandma misses me and wants me to see her, no problem, I will go, but if you plan to send me back to Russia to go to university, I can tell you directly, it is impossible. "

Father Cheng was slightly stunned. He didn't expect his son to be able to poke him so directly, one of the biggest reasons.

Cheng Sibo sighed, probably realizing that his attitude was a bit tough just now, now he softened his tone a little, "I'm glad you guys are back, but I also hope that you can respect my ideas."

When he said this, he couldn't help but feel a little chill in his heart. He used to think that his parents chose to come back because they missed him, but unexpectedly it was because they wanted to persuade him to go back to Russia to go to university, and even used his deceased grandfather and grandma who said they missed him. as an excuse.