Take your daughter to eat the poor and rich

Sci-fi movies are still very interesting, part of it is about the plot, and part of it is about special effects.

Bai Muhang used to seldom go to the cinema to watch sci-fi films. Tickets cost money, and Xiaobai still can’t understand them. He can only take Xiaobai to the cinema to watch cartoons during the Chinese New Year. The stories of animated movies are quite interesting now. of.

After coming out of the movie theater, he happened to pick up Xiaobai from school, and Bai Muhang felt a little sleepy after getting into the car.

After picking up Xiaobai, the family of three went out and had dinner before returning home. Xiaobai looked at his father who was squinting and sleeping in the car, and asked, "Dabai, do you have a baby?"

Bai Muhang woke up suddenly: "What the hell?" He was so startled by Xiao Bai's surprising sleepiness.

Xiaobai has reason and evidence: "My classmate said that her mother has a baby and wants to sleep every day and eats a lot of things. Dabai, do you have a baby too?"

What kind of mess is this? There are too many people who can eat and sleep, and everyone is pregnant?

He was tired and sleepy today because he was exercising in the gym and watching movies again, so he was tired.

Bai Muhang said: "Your father doesn't have a baby, he just gets sleepy after eating, so don't listen to people talking nonsense from now on." If he wasn't too tired today, he wouldn't want to sleep so early.

Xiaobai said to himself, "I want a younger sister." He was still very persistent in wanting a younger sister.

Bai Muhang said unhappily: "I still want a father, is this something you can have if you want it?"

Zhuang Yao smiled and said to Xiaobai: "Your father is not pregnant with a baby, he is just a little tired and needs to rest."

Xiaobai frowned: "But, Dabai doesn't have a baby, why is he tired?"

She has to go to school every day, do homework and practice the piano, and eat. She has many things and she is not tired.

"Why do you have so many questions?" Bai Muhang said, "Can't I be full and tired?"

Xiaobai said: "Dabai, you are making too much sense, you are a grown-up, you can't do this."

The little guy educated his father seriously.

Bai Muhang was amused: "Do you know the meaning of strong words?"

Xiaobai said, "It's just nonsense and unreasonable."

"You're just talking nonsense." Bai Muhang realized that he couldn't talk about his daughter.

He is a high school student, but he is no more than a primary school student!

I feel my heart is hurt and I don't want to talk.

In the evening Zhuang Yao accompanied Xiaobai to do homework, and Xiaobai practiced the piano for a while before going to bed.

At this time, Bai Muhang was already lying on the bed and fell asleep.

After Zhuang Yao covered Xiaobai with a quilt, Xiaobai looked at Bai Muhang beside him and said, "Dabai is like a little pig." The teacher said that the little pig would eat as soon as it fell asleep.

"You can't say that about Dad." Zhuang Yao lifted the quilt and let Xiao Bai lie between the two of them.

Xiaobai asked in a low voice: "Dazhuang's father, is it true that Dabai is not pregnant with a baby?" She really wants a younger sister.

Zhuang Yao stroked the little guy's hair and said, "Dabai doesn't have a baby." Pregnancy is not as easy for a man as it is for a woman, and the two of them have always taken comprehensive safety measures. Even if Bai Muhang can eat and sleep, it's not because of pregnancy reason.

With Xiaobai, Zhuang Yao is already very satisfied, he is not so greedy, he still wants a daughter or a son.

Xiaobai was a little disappointed that he had no younger sister.

But after being disappointed for a while, I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

The next morning, Bai Muhang was the first to wake up. He had enough sleep and he was in good spirits. He made breakfast and sent Xiaobai to school with Zhuang Yao, and then went to the supermarket.

The refrigerator at home is in urgent need of replenishment, otherwise Xiaobai's breakfast tomorrow will be a problem.

Bai Muhang is still used to pick and choose when buying things. Although he is not short of money now, he still can't change the habit of looking at the price, and will subconsciously look at the production date and expiration date.

Zhuang Yao pushed the trolley and followed behind patiently, watching him take two bags of ham sausage, and then poking at the crack of the packaging bag to check the production date, looking very seriously.

Zhuang Yao showed no sign of impatience following behind.

He felt that Bai Muhang's way of picking things was inexplicably cute.

Zhuang Yao's cell phone rang suddenly, Bai Muhang looked up at him, threw the sausage into the cart and continued to choose things.

Zhuang Yao glanced at the caller ID, a little surprised.

He didn't avoid Bai Muhang, and connected directly: "Dad."

Zhuang Yao's father?

Bai Muhang eavesdropped with his ears pricked up, but it was a pity that after Zhuang Yao called Dad, he remained silent, and then said, "Understood." He hung up immediately.

Did the chat between you father and son end too quickly?Only the beginning and the end, what about the middle process?

Xiaobai knows how to add a few more modifiers when writing essays.

Zhuang Yao put away his mobile phone and said, "My dad is back."

"Ah?" The turning point came too quickly, and Bai Muhang reacted for a while: "Isn't your father going back to China for a while?"

Zhuang Yao said: "Work is over early."

Bai Muhang asked, "Where is your father now? When will the plane arrive?"

"It's already here." Zhuang Yao said, "I didn't see my mother when I got home, so she called me."

It seems that your son is not very important in your father's mind.

I couldn't find my wife when I got home, so I remembered to ask my son.

"Then what does your father say now?"

Zhuang Yao said: "Let's go and see him first."

Bai Muhang nodded, and pushed the cart to check out.

Coming out of the supermarket, Zhuang Yao drove in a direction not familiar to Bai Muhang: "Your mother doesn't live here."

Zhuang Yaodao: "The place where they lived before going abroad, my mother wanted to live closer to us after returning to China, so she didn't live there."

Bai Muhang nodded, he knew that the dealer's houses were more than the population, this was a characteristic of their family.

When his daughter inherits the family business in the future, she doesn't know which place to live in. Changing a place a month is enough to live for several years.

It's so tiring and inconvenient to move... It's not easy to be a rich second generation these days.

Xiaobai's fate has been rough since he was a child...

Bai Muhang feels sorry for his daughter!

After driving for more than two hours, Zhuang Yao finally arrived.

The top affluent area in S city, here are all luxury houses worth tens of millions, and the people who live here are either rich or expensive, even if people have money now, they can't buy houses here.

The villa area near Dabai Xiaobai restaurant is already luxurious and beautiful, but compared with this place, there is still a big difference.

Zhuang Yao stopped the car, pushed open the courtyard door outside the villa, the door was unlocked, Bai Muhang followed Zhuang Yao to push the door and came in.

I saw Zhuang Yao's father, sitting on the sofa in the [-]-square-meter luxury villa covered with dustproof cloth, with four or five suitcases at his feet, with a look of lovelessness on his face.

Bai Muhang: "..." Why does the old man look a little pitiful?

Zhuang Qing waited for more than two hours, and finally saw his son coming.

"Where's your mother? Didn't she come back a few months ago?" Who would have imagined that when he happily opened the door of the house, he wanted to surprise his wife, but ended up seeing such a bleak situation?

Zhuang Yao also didn't know what to say: "Mom doesn't live here now, why don't you call first when you return to China?"

How could Zhuang Qing say it was because he wanted to surprise his wife?Or do you want to have a cold image in front of your children?

With a straight face, he was very angry: "I contacted her before I got on the plane, but I didn't get in touch." Originally, I just wanted to find out, but my wife didn't answer the phone, but the itinerary was arranged and the ticket was already bought. If he didn't get through, he could only get on the plane first.

When I got home, I was dumbfounded.

Zhuang Yao said: "Mom didn't live here after she came back, and she's not in City S now, do you live here or shall I send you to live there?"

"Where did she go?" Zhuang Qing asked.

Zhuang Yao said: "Mom went to the capital to meet an old friend, you can call her to tell you tonight." About Song Huaixin's filming of TV series, Zhuang Yao still decided to let Song Huaixin talk to Zhuang Qing himself.

Since my wife doesn't live here, Zhuang Qing naturally wouldn't live here either. He stood up and said, "Take me to where your mother lives."

Zhuang Yao stepped forward to help his father carry the box, and Bai Muhang also rushed up to help, "Hello, Uncle." Finally he was free to say hello.

Zhuang Qing looked at Bai Muhang for two seconds, and said "Mmm" in a deep voice.

The muscles on his face twitched slightly, and he looked very bad-tempered. Bai Muhang was not very good at getting along with a gentle elder like Song Huaixin, let alone someone like Zhuang Qing.

Besides, he had heard the rumors that Zhuang Qing had a bad temper, so he didn't dare to talk much, so he walked out with his suitcase on his head sullenly.

Zhuang Qing followed behind, thinking that he should have been quite gentle just now, so as not to scare the daughter-in-law who had just met.

He touched the thick beard on his face, wondering if his daughter-in-law saw his friendly smile just now.

There are three suitcases in the trunk, and the remaining one is placed in the back seat with the vegetables bought in the supermarket, and the space in the back becomes crowded at once.

Bai Muhang opened the co-pilot's door, respectfully like a hotel doorman: "Uncle, get in the car."

Zhuang Yao: "..."

Zhuang Qing: "..."

Zhuang Qing stared at Bai Muhang for a few seconds, thought about his general appearance, and sat in the co-pilot in silence.

Bai Muhang silently wiped his sweat, wondering what Zhuang Yao's father was always staring at him, his eyes were piercing, as if he wanted to stare him out of a hole.

Could it be that he was having sex with his son, and that he was not pleasing to the eye?

Bai Muhang thought to himself, then there is no other way, after the child is born, your son still doesn't like women.

After driving for another two hours, Zhuang Yao sent his father to Song Huaixin's place in S City.The house is clean and tidy, there is a nanny to clean the dust every week, Song Huaixin can stay anytime when he comes back from the capital.

Zhuang Yao opened the door of the master bedroom: "Mom lives in this room."

Zhuang Qing entered the room and saw that besides Song Huaixin's things, there were also some children's things in the room, and there were some toys under the TV cabinet.

Zhuang Qing asked: "When did your mother go to the capital?"

Zhuang Yao said: "It's been a while."

Zhuang Qing didn't ask any more questions, Zhuang Yao said: "Do you want to tidy up the things in the boxes for you?" His father's life skills are very poor, so he doesn't know how long it will take to sort out all the boxes alone.

Zhuang Qing said with a sullen face, "I'll do it myself." His voice was very thick.

It is conceivable that there is no need to use a horn when the crew yells at the actors!

Bai Muhang asked attentively, "Uncle, have you eaten yet?"

"I ate on the plane." He boarded the plane full of joy, and he was still in a panic when he got off the plane.

How can you be in a good mood when you haven't seen your wife who has been separated for several months?

Bai Muhang failed to show courteousness, obediently shut up and stood aside without speaking.

Zhuang Yao said: "Then you can sleep for a while, we will come to pick you up for dinner tonight."

Zhuang Qing waved his hand: "Let's go."

Zhuang Yao said: "Let's go first."

Bai Muhang: "Goodbye, uncle."

After his son and daughter-in-law left, Zhuang Qing called his wife, but no one answered.

I was very unhappy, there were still several boxes of clothes on the ground, some belonged to him, and some Song Huaixin didn't have time to bring back home.

Zhuang Qing resigned himself to opening the box to organize his clothes. When the zipper was pulled, all the underpants and socks spilled out, and his foot fell.

Zhuang Qing: "..."

Fortunately, I didn't ask my son and daughter-in-law to help tidy up.

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