Since then, I have become the most beautiful boy among the anchors

On New Year's Eve, Zhang Jing got up early, prepared a reunion dinner with the old lady at noon, and specially made Buddha jumping over the wall, salted fresh, Longjing bamboo fungus...

When Feng Ye came, the grandparents and grandchildren were almost busy with their work. They were talking and laughing, looking beaming. He rolled up his sleeves to help serve the dishes. As soon as he walked over, the atmosphere became awkward. Originally talking and laughing The two were silent for a while, he paused and silently took the plate from the old lady's hand and went to the restaurant.

The three of us ate together, and the atmosphere was uncomfortable.

"Mom, has Xiaojing packed his luggage? In the afternoon, I'll take him to his grandparents' place for a New Year's Eve dinner, and then we'll leave for the eight o'clock plane."

Zhang Jing heard that thinking about his birthday last time, he thought, wouldn't taking him there cause trouble for them? "No, I'll go back by car by myself then."

Feng Ye's attitude was quite tough, and he insisted on taking him over for the New Year's Eve dinner.During the Chinese New Year, Zhang Jing was too lazy to argue, so he vaguely agreed.

Before Zhang Jinglin left, he posted the couplets, from downstairs to upstairs, in every room. He stepped on a stool, and the old lady handed him the couplets, "I will write them next year."

"You say this every year, and you haven't unzipped your schoolbag when you come back." Zhang Jiayun didn't give him face very much.

"I'm a little worried about you." Zhang Jing jumped down and moved the stool to stick a pair.

Zhang Jiayun was looking at which one to post, and replied: "I worry about it all day long, and I don't have any relatives to pay New Year's greetings. I don't think it will be the same as usual every day. Don't worry, go and play."

"Feng Haoyang's family will definitely come over. At that time, you don't even need to show dried fruits. You just ignore them when they come. They will leave after sitting for a long time. It will save you having to cook for them." In order to please Feng Ye, he The uncle's family always come to visit grandma during the Chinese New Year.

Zhang Jiayun heard him come up with a bad idea, and perfunctory him, "Okay, I know." After thinking about it, she said, "You child will suffer when you go out of society, and you will show what you like and dislike on your face. It’s not good, you have to do some superficial work.”

"Am I worthy of doing superficial work with them? Can they treat me well or be filial to you?"

Zhang Jiayun: "I didn't say I was with them, and it was the same with everyone else."

The grandparents and grandchildren debated whether it was necessary or not, and they didn't argue about why after posting the couplets.

"Okay, go pack your luggage." Zhang Jiayun packed Zhang Jing's suitcase, "Bring more clothes, where are you going?"

"It should be quite cold." Zhang Jing thought of that place and checked the temperature.

"Then what should I do?" Zhang Jiayun worried when she thought of him being afraid of the cold, "I'm afraid your skin can't stand it." She raised her voice and called Feng Ye.

"What's the matter?" Feng Ye was also very busy when he came back, and he kept calling in the living room after dinner, and told him to hang up when the old lady called him, and he walked into Zhang Jing's bedroom.

"How's the temperature over there? Why don't you choose a warmer place?"

"It's colder than here. Xiaojing's mother wants to soak in the hot springs and see the snow-capped mountains."

Zhang Jiayun had no choice but to pack a lot of thick clothes for Zhang Jing, "Jing Jing is afraid of the cold, I don't know if these clothes are enough. Be careful, don't let him catch a cold."

Feng Ye glanced at Zhang Jing: "He is almost an adult, so don't worry about it."

Zhang Jiayun's face was a little cold, and her tone was flat: "I didn't have time to take care of it when I was young, and I don't know how to make up for it when I grow up. If I say this kind of thing instead, then I have to live longer, otherwise Jingjing really won't be hurt."

"mom!"

"Grandma!"

The two of them couldn't hear her say this, "Why do you say this when you are a Chinese New Year? I know, I will take good care of him."

The old lady also explained that Zhang Jing was motion sick and told him to drive more steadily. Feng Ye said helplessly, "I see, he is not a glass doll."

Feng Ye got into the car, and Zhang Jing directly opened the rear door. Seeing this, he said, "Sit in the front."

Zhang Jing sat in the back seat and said, "I don't want to sit because my chest feels tight when I put on my seat belt."

Feng Ye wanted to have a seizure, but his mother endured it while standing aside, "Mom, you go in, we will call you when we arrive, pay attention to your health."

The old lady nodded absent-mindedly, all her thoughts were on Zhang Jing, and asked him: "Have you taken the motion sickness medicine?" She was even more worried about handing Zhang Jing to Feng Ye than to Xiao Jian.

"Don't worry, it's better than a bus. Go in, it's windy outside, and thicker clothes can't be machine washed when I'm not at home, so you can leave them until I come back and take them to the dry cleaner..."

Feng Ye was a little speechless when he saw the grandfather and grandson explaining through the car window, so he went out for a long trip and made it look like he was arrested.

As soon as the car started, Zhang Jing plugged in his earphones and went to sleep. The high speed was fine, but when he entered the urban area, he was stuck in traffic.It was hard to start, and it took only two steps to brake.

Zhang Jing's face was ugly, "Can I open the window?" The air conditioner in the car was on, making him want to vomit.

Feng Ye was also very irritable: "Why do you drive the window? There are cars on the left and right sides, and the smell of car exhaust is all there. It's even more uncomfortable when you open it."

Zhang Jing pressed his head against the car window, feeling extremely uncomfortable, and suddenly thought of Jian Min, with him around, there was nothing to do, and the water was brought to his mouth.But my brother was very busy today, the two didn't talk much, he had to divert his attention, so he called Jian Min.

It rang for a while before answering, "Jingjing, what's the matter?"

"I'm in a traffic jam, and I'm so dizzy." Zhang Jing couldn't help but feel wronged when he heard his gentle tone, although he didn't know the use of talking to Jian Min.

Feng Ye thought he was complaining on the phone with the old lady, so he frowned and scolded him: "How old are you? Are you still a child? You can't bear this? Are you trying to make the old man sleep badly at home?"

His voice was quite loud, and Jian Min heard it clearly, and frowned slightly, "Your father?" He remembered that Jing Jing had said that his father would come over for a reunion dinner on New Year's Eve.

"Brother, I have something to do. I'll hang up first." Zhang Jing said to the phone, without looking at the screen, he pressed the phone casually and threw the phone aside. He looked at Feng Ye coldly: "I am also very filial to grandma. , you don’t need to remind me of this.”

The irritability of the traffic jam and being contradicted made Feng Ye angry, and he said in a cold voice: "I don't know who you learned your bitterness from, you have been with your grandma for so long, why haven't you learned her calmness? Don't act like someone owes you something, give you food and clothes, I didn't blink when your grandma said she would buy you a house, and I didn't expect you to be grateful, but who are you showing your face to?"

Zhang Jing usually confronts Zhang Mengyao tit-for-tat, and rarely confronts him head-on. Hearing his tone of charity, he smiled and retorted: "Don't, I have to be grateful to Dade! Back then you risked being dismissed and didn't let him go." Abortion, Ms. Zhang endured the humiliation and went to Xiaopo County to give birth. She gave birth to my baby lump, and she held it in her hand for fear of melting. She didn't know how to love me. She thought about being a relative in the next generation and handing me over to her elderly mother to raise her I understand that I will be filial to you and Ms. Zhang in the future. When you retire one day, I don’t need my brother to help. I will personally find you the best nursing home in the country and promise to let you spend your old age in peace. I will I will handle everything properly for you. Burial, cremation or sea burial? I know that you have a good face, and you can guarantee the scenery!"

Zhang Jing's cross talk is not unwatched, and a string of words is so breathless.

Feng Ye was so angry that his face turned purple, every word hit the nail on the head, he looked at Zhang Jing, his eyes became sharp, he has been a leader for so many years, except for Zhang Mengyao who dared to sneer at him, go Compliments and flattery everywhere, it was the first time ever to be ridiculed by his own son like this.

Having been in a high position for so long, there is naturally an aura that half-grown children can't help feeling afraid when they see it, but it's a pity that Zhang Jing doesn't care at all, and his face is full of sarcasm.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, Zhang Jing suddenly made a nauseous movement, and Feng Ye's face was ugly and scary in an instant.

Zhang Jing frowned and turned his face away, not forgetting to be angry with Feng Ye: "I have to explain, respected father, I definitely didn't want to vomit because I saw you, I was really motion sick."

Feng Ye really felt that this person was the reason for his anger. Now he finally knew why Mengyao didn't want to see Zhang Jing so much, "Do you know? You look so mean and mean like your mother." He knew that Zhang Jing was the most I hate being said to be like Zhang Mengyao, after all, no one wants to be like a hated person.

Zhang Jing paused, and said with a smile: "Then you really worked hard. You have to live with Ms. Zhang for a lifetime, and tolerate her meanness for ten years."

"It's not as hard as your mother, and I haven't died of anger after living with you for so long." Feng Ye found that this child is really a stubborn person, so he didn't say that such a big child is not afraid of his cold face, but this trick is useless to Zhang Jing, but Thinking about it, what other people are afraid of is his rights, Zhang Jing doesn't care about anything, "You really think I can't cure you?" He sneered.

"No way, you cut off my source of income from now on, so I don't have to cry and call your dear father with my nose and tears, please let me go." Zhang Jing said with a smile.

Feng Ye's face turned into a seasoning plate when he poked the words in the center, he laughed back in anger: "You said that."

"Let's take the house away together. He said he didn't even blink his eyes, but he brought up this chat and talked about it. I'm afraid I thought about it a hundred times."

Feng Ye knew that the angrier he acted, the more energetic Zhang Jing was, and he said in a cold voice, "Then do as you wish, but don't..."

"Don't worry, I won't talk about grandma's side." Zhang Jing interrupted him.

Feng Ye restrained his anger, and said with a smile, "I'm not a child, and I probably wouldn't be so naive as to run away suddenly." Zhang Jing still had to go for the trip, and he was afraid that he would lose his temper because of this. He must be to blame.

"I don't need to take Grandma's worries to get angry with you." Zhang Jing said coldly.

Feng Ye found that he would only use honorifics when he was eccentric.

Zhang Jing was too lazy to talk to him, so he reached for his phone, only to find that the call was not over yet, so he gasped.

Feng Ye noticed it, and he knew what was going on. He gave him a vicious look, and he was so angry that he let others know all the family ugliness.

Zhang Jing felt a tsunami in his heart, his mind went blank, he didn't know what to say, so he hung up Jian Min's phone directly, and then sent him a WeChat message: I want to travel with my family, I don't think I can be contacted these few days .

After finishing speaking, turn off the phone and be a quiet ostrich.

Both father and son looked very bad. Feng Ye saw that Zhang Jing was so anxious that his stomach was nauseated, and he was really curious about who was on the other side, brother?What brother?As for being so nervous?In his perception, a child as old as Zhang Jing likes to pretend to be too pitiful, exaggerating his background to gain sympathy, but judging by Zhang Jing's reaction, it seems that this is not the case...

Zhang Jing looked up at the rearview mirror, entangled with his probing eyes, as if he could see through his mind, and said calmly: "What's so strange? You think I'm a family ugly, the same, with your pair of eyes My parents are also a shameful thing for me, but I can't change my birth, I can only suffer, don't you think?"

Feng Ye wished he could strangle this little beast. Now he could understand why Zhang Mengyao was always so hysterical. When meeting this little beast, no one could calm down.

"Shut up if you can't speak, don't make your grandpa and grandma angry, or you will bear the consequences." The car finally drove into Zhang's residence.

Zhang Jing got out of the car straight away, and didn't even want to maintain a superficial relationship with him, so why should he say it?

With the lessons learned from last time, this time everyone regarded Zhang Jing as a transparent person, fearing that another moth would appear again, and ate the New Year's Eve dinner peacefully on the surface.

Zhang Jing didn't recover from motion sickness, didn't move his chopsticks at all, and left the table early, watching TV bored.

The four of them had to catch a plane and left after eating.

Zhang Mengyao hadn't seen Zhang Jing for a long time. Seeing his complexion, she wanted to talk to him, but was stopped by Feng Ye. She frowned and looked at him, thinking that this man was really strange, but she suddenly became enthusiastic today.

Feng Shuyu sat with Zhang Jing and cared about him, Zhang Jing responded politely, and after taking off, he pretended to be tired and put on a blindfold and went to sleep.

Thinking of the past few days, Zhang Jing felt hopeless. Before falling asleep, he was thinking about why he didn't bring his winter vacation homework and went out with a few people. He felt that it was more tempting to do the questions in the hotel.

Jian Min is on the plane tomorrow, after "overhearing" the quarrel in the afternoon and couldn't get in touch with Zhang Jing, he asked Chen Zhu to change the ticket.

Chen Zhu was very embarrassed: "Mr. Jian is too late, this is not normal, this is the Spring Festival travel season."

Jian Min: "Private jet."

Chen Zhu: "..." Evil capitalists!

Jian Min's expression darkened when he thought of what he heard in the afternoon.