Scum attack, your father is here!

To be honest, Qi Qingyun never thought that one day, when she was alive, she would not be able to hold a parent-teacher meeting for her own son.

Ever since Liu Chengbi announced the news that the parents' meeting was going to be held, Qi Yousui has been wilted. He lay on the table, looked at Qi Qingyun for a while, looked at Zhong Xuejin for a while, then lowered his head and fiddled with the phone. I posted a post asking for help, with a few big words on the title:

"Urgent, may I ask how to make parents grow old quickly?!"

Qi Yousui just finished posting this question, and soon someone replied:

"??? I've heard too much about people who want their parents to live younger and younger. It's the first time I heard about people who want their parents to grow old. Did lz quarrel with his parents? Posting out of anger?"

Qi Yousui replied in seconds, and his typing speed was so fast that there was an afterimage, almost with a little anger:

"They're young enough! They can't be any younger!!"

"Lz, dutiful son, the appraisal is complete."

"The whole family is filial to the family."

Seeing this, Qi Yousui scratched his head and started patching, telling the truth about the rebirth of his parents to netizens, and soon, all unreliable comments and suggestions came out:

"Go to the exam, take the exam that is not defined, the exam that gets zero marks many times, the exam that gets beaten up by your parents, the exam that makes your parents worry all night."

"Upstairs, there are many living Bodhisattvas, and this is the first time I have seen the living Hades."

"Master, why don't you buy a hair dye for your parents? How white do you want to dye? Last time I had a brain pump, I dyed my grandma's ashes. I'm a college student in his 20s, and someone gave up my seat when I went out [Bitter] "

Qi Yousui: ".......I didn't want my parents to grow old like this."

Just as he was about to ask again, he found that his post was reported as a green post, and his account was directly blocked.

Qi Yousui: "..."

I will really thank you.

He drooped his head, raised his eyes dejectedly, and saw Qi Qingyun in the front seat seemed to want to hug Zhong Xuejin's shoulders, and whispered to him, but Zhong Xue, who was always obedient to Qi Qingyun, didn't know why , the whole body was stiff, like a long crooked wooden stake bent back forcefully, poking straight into Qi Qingyun's arms, where there was still half of the soft appearance before.

Seeing this, Qi Yousui couldn't help but be alarmed:

"It's over, at this juncture, Mom and Dad actually quarreled!"

They........won't they come to their parent meeting together? !

On the way home, Qi Yousui was sitting in the co-pilot, a little uneasy, and looked in the rearview mirror frequently. Sure enough, he saw the couple who usually wanted to stick together, sitting on both sides of the car, supporting each other The chin looked out of the window, although the movements were completely similar and consistent, but the atmosphere between the two of them was dignified that could be felt personally.

Until returning home, Zhong Xuejin still didn't speak a word to Qi Qingyun, and Qi Qingyun was not used to him, at dinner, the two of them ate their own food, and there was no interaction at all.

"........"

Their silence made Qi Yousui a little flustered. When Zhong Zhichun was drinking tea and reading the newspaper after dinner, he moved over cautiously like a kitten dumpling, and moved closer to grandpa, hugging the pillow, He looked hesitant to speak.

Zhong Zhichun had just been discharged from the hospital at that time, and his health was not well yet, so he reluctantly let Zhong Yurong and Qi Qingyun halfway, so it was rare for him to recuperate at home.

He couldn't see the turbulent undercurrent in Qi Qingyun's family, but he didn't bother to care about it, he kept staring at the nervous Qi Yousui from the corner of his eye, with the slightly raised corners of his mouth hidden under the teacup, so he couldn't see clearly.

Qi Yousui couldn't see Zhong Zhichun's graceful Youzai, he hesitated for a long time, looked at the old man's "calm" side face, made up his mind after a while, and slowly slid over like a little snail, his chin resting on Zhong Zhichun's shoulders, pitifully staring round eyes, as if fucking innocent, making an innocent look:

"Grandpa, can I ask you something?"

"..." Zhong Zhichun waited for his words, took a sip of tea calmly, and there was a crisp sound when the bottom of the teacup was placed on the table:

"go ahead."

"...That's right, that's right..." Qi Yousui glanced upstairs subconsciously, seeing Zhong Xuejin go in with her schoolbag on her back, and Qi Qingyun also followed into the room on her back foot, closing her eyes. There was a light click on the door, and my heart suddenly became aroused. I was a little afraid that the two of them would fight in the room, so I whispered to Zhong Zhichun's ear, and said in a low voice:

"Mom and Dad quarreled, should I try to persuade them?"

"They really quarreled?" Zhong Zhichun paused his palms on the head of the cane, turned his head with interest, and asked enthusiastically, "Is it a big fight? What's the reason this time?"

Qi Yousui: "...You seem very happy?"

"The two of them, when they are in a good relationship, they can't wait to stick together every day. If they quarrel, they might leave."

Zhong Zhichun said with half truth and half lie:

"Young people like them are the most fickle. Instead of trying to persuade them to fight, or think about it, when the time comes, it will really quarrel and divorce. Who are you with?"

"..." Qi Yousui stood up suddenly upon hearing the words, clenched his teeth, his eyes were red, like a rabbit that couldn't bite a carrot, he bared his teeth and threatened:

"Mom and Dad won't divorce!"

"If you don't believe me, go up and have a look."

Zhong Zhichun was very calm: "Maybe the battle is very intense now."

"Humph! ╭(╯^╰)╮"

Qi Yousui was terrified by Zhong Zhichun's fright. After calming down, although he didn't believe it on the surface, he was very guilty in his heart, stomped his feet heavily, and ran upstairs angrily.

Zhong Zhichun looked at Qi Yousui's angry back, and snorted, his old voice showed some helplessness for no reason:

"Silly boy."

Why don't you inherit more of your father's intelligence, but instead be as self-willed as his mother.

It's really frustrating.

Qi Yousui didn't know what Zhong Zhichun was thinking. When his fingertips rested on the doorknob, Qi Yousui didn't know what he thought of. Had several thoughts.

In case, when the parents fight, who will he help first?

No, Dad's temper definitely wouldn't do anything to Mom, but Mom might lose her temper and hit Dad, then... If he rushes up to stop Mom, will the angry Mom beat him along with her?

Hiss... Thinking of Zhong Xuejin hammering people with a wooden stick, Qi Yousui gasped, and silently lit a wax for his father in his heart.

After a long time of mental construction, he took a deep breath, carefully pushed the door open a gap, and observed secretly like a big orange cat with fluffy fur.

In the room, Qi Qingyun and Zhong Xuejin were doing their own things at first, and no one paid attention to the other. In the back, Zhong Xuejin was sitting on the bed blowing her hair. After drying her hair half dry, she wanted to lie down on it. Qi Qingyun Yun couldn't stand it anymore, and walked over to try to dry Zhong Xuejin's hair, but Zhong Xuejin sternly said, "I want you to take care of it."

Hearing this, Qi Qingyun put down the hair dryer, narrowed her long and narrow phoenix eyes, which revealed a hint of danger, and wrote lightly:

"Can you say that again?"

"...I want you.........." Before Zhong Xuejin could speak harshly, Qi Qingyun lowered her head and kissed her.

Zhong Xuejin was forcibly pushed down, and after a while, she was kissed so softly that her whole body went limp and her eyes became dizzy.

Qi Qingyun took a breath, gently grabbed Zhong Xuejin's hair, and the two looked at each other, Zhong Xuejin looked at Qi Qingyun's dark gaze, paused, and slowly lowered her head.

When Qi Yousui saw the end, he didn't dare to look any more, he backed out blushing, and finally walked downstairs with his hands and feet, his neck was all red, like a ripe persimmon, he covered his face, wishing he could I've never been upstairs before.

"Well, the two of them had a heated argument."

Zhong Zhichun was also a bad embryo when he was young, but when he got older, he found that teasing his grandson is also a lot of fun, especially teasing Qi Qingyun's son who is as thoughtful as a sieve, he feels a sense of accomplishment.

The so-called repayment of debts from father to son, Zhong Zhichun was devastated by Qi Qingyun, and finally repaid it to Qi Yousui.

Qi Yousui: I am a big wronged person.

"...Stop talking." Qi Yousui covered his face, not daring to raise his head. As a minor, he has endured too much:

"I'm afraid that my parents will have a younger brother tomorrow."

"Then you think too much. Your mother is impulsive, but your father is still rational."

Zhong Zhichun hated Lao Tzu when he was young, and now he hates his son. He feels that people nowadays are not as good as one generation after another, and he is puzzled:

"Your father is quite a smart person. How could he have such a stupid son?"

"Inherited from generation to generation." Qi Yousui replied not to be outdone:

"I'm so stupid, I blame you, Grandpa."

"Hey..." Zhong Zhichun was so old that he hadn't been implicated by a few people, so he rolled up his sleeves and put on a straight face pretending to be annoyed:

"Brat..."

"What's the matter, Dad."

Qi Qingyun didn't know what she had said to Zhong Xuejin, anyway, when Zhong Xuejin came out of the room, there was still a suspicious red mark on the corner of her mouth, seeing the strong smell of gunpowder between Qi Yousui and Zhong Zhichun, she couldn't help it. Stop asking.

"It's okay, your son suspects that you two are going to have a second child."

Zhong Zhichun didn't lift his head, and angrily left on crutches:

"I shouldn't have stayed in this house, and sooner or later I'll be pissed off by you."

"..." Qi Qingyun looked at Zhong Zhichun's back, and expressed surprise at the fact that her son was able to anger the old man. (The old man: are you polite?) Turning his head, he said to Qi Yousui:

"What's wrong with you, you made grandpa angry?"

At this time, Zhong Xuejin also returned to her previous gentle appearance, her whole body tightly wrapped around Qi Qingyun's arm, like a mushroom that can only grow against a wall, she nodded in agreement:

"Yeah, talk to mom."

"..." Qi Yousui's eyes wandered back and forth between Qi Qingyun and Zhong Xuejin. Seeing that their attitudes were natural, which was quite different from when they were at school, Fang thought for a moment, then said in doubt :

"You two stopped fighting?"

"...a temporary truce."

Qi Qingjun smiled, and stroked her son's furry head:

"What, are you scared?"

"...It scared me to death." As long as parents quarreled, it would definitely be a child who would be frightened. Qi Yousui patted his chest, with lingering fear, and hugged Qi Qingyun's arms, cuddling with his father, pitifully road:

"I thought you two had a fight, so you wouldn't go to my parent meeting."

"The problem is, we can't go there now."

Qi Qingyun touched Qi Yousui's head, sighed, and said tentatively:

"How about asking uncle to go?"

"...I can't." Qi Yousui's eyes widened in an instant, a little angry and aggrieved, the corners of his mouth were lowered, and his voice sounded like he was acting coquettishly:

"How can you do this......"

"Then what do you think? I can't get any aging medicine," Qi Qingyun saw Zhong Yurong walking towards the living room while untying his tie from the corner of his eyes, with a tired face. It seemed that he had just got off work, so he stopped him :

"Brother, tell me, is there any way to make me quickly become as old as you?"

Zhong Yurong is in her 40s. Although she is well maintained and looks like she is in her early thirties, she still can't hear the word old, and she is stimulated right now:

"How do you talk! Who is old?"

"Your eldest nephew's teacher notified that there will be a parent-teacher meeting. I am in this state, and there is no way to hold it. What do you think?"

Qi Qingyun looked at Qi Yousui's boss who was unhappy, and his pursed mouth could even look like a bottle of oil:

"Why don't you go with him on Saturday?"

"...No, I have an appointment on Saturday."

Just as Zhong Yurong finished speaking, Xia Xingfei's call from Chagang arrived. He reluctantly shook the phone at Qi Qingyun, and said Qi Qingyun's words in front of Xia Xingfei.

I wanted to take advantage of Xia Xingfei's temper to reject Qi Qingyun, but Xia Xingfei didn't expect that Xia Xingfei wanted to have a good relationship with Qi Qingyun, his brother-in-law, so he patted his chest and said that he had a way.

Listening to Xia Xingfei's eloquent ideas on the phone, Zhong Yurong's expression gradually became subtle and indescribable. Complicated and suppressed smiles flashed back and forth on his face, like a refined LED screen:

"Are you sure...... you want to use this method?"

"Listen to me, this is definitely the most reliable way."

Xia Xingfei patted his thigh on the phone to promise:

"If it doesn't work, I'll take off my waist on the spot and give it to my brother-in-law's family as a gift, okay?!"

Qi Qingyun: "?"

Zhong Xuejin: "?"

Qi Yousui: "?"

Let's just say, it doesn't have to...