Twenty minutes later, the chicken feet were bought back, not to mention the roast chicken.

Qiao Qiao touched his chin and did not comment on the food. Instead, he blamed the ghosts for not being good enough.

"Oh, you didn't seize such a good opportunity."

"This class of brats is no good!"

Chen Dingrong: “….”

Chen Dingrong: “???”

No, you're using me to fish?

His hand, which was diligently opening the roast chicken box for Qiao Qiao, froze, and cold sweat broke out on his back. He was about to lose his temper at Master Qiao and accuse her of disregarding the safety of her customers when his expression suddenly changed.

"Roast chicken? Wuwuwu... roast chicken... I @#￥%￥..."

He heard the voice again.

At the same time, a black shadow flashed by and suddenly pounced towards Chen Dingrong.

“Oh my god!”

Chen Dingrong screamed and threw the roast chicken to the ground.

Only then did Chen Dingrong realize that the black shadow was not trying to pounce on him, but on the roast chicken in his hand.

“…”

He felt a little complicated for a moment.

Qiao Qiao was completely speechless.

Because Chen Dingrong was an ordinary person, he couldn't hear the second half of the sentence spoken by the black shadow.

Qiao Qiao understood what he said.

He said: "Fuck you, Chen Erdan, you don't burn incense for me all day long, but you are very generous when you treat others to a meal..."

Well, how should I put it?

In short, later on, Yan's father, who came to watch the show, felt that the atmosphere in the whole room was very strange.

Well, especially after Qiao Qiao cast a spell to make Chen's father appear, Chen's father could take the feather duster and beat Chen Dingrong up again in broad daylight.

"Wow, I don't understand. If we don't burn paper, then aren't my brother and I equally unfilial?"

"Woo woo woo, why are you only hitting me?"

Chen Dingrong refused to accept.

Chen Huai coughed dryly, but showed a guilty expression.

Chen Dingrong immediately felt stabbed in the back.

It took Yan's father a long time to figure out what was going on. It turned out that a few years ago, Chen Dingrong, who was particularly not superstitious, had the "fortune" to join an environmental protection organization and began to advocate civilized sacrifices among his family members.

To put it bluntly, it is about burning incense online, taking screenshots and checking in, and it is about being sincere and having your wishes answered.

This continued for several years.

Father Yan didn't know whether he was sincere or not, but he could see that Father Chen definitely didn't receive it.

"After all these years, I've been so poor down there that I'm practically eating my belt. Do you think I'm angry?"

"Be angry, you must be angry!"

Yan's father nodded in understanding, and naturally he also understood why he only beat his younger son and not his older son who would secretly burn some paper for him.

These children are also afraid of comparison!

“That’s right!”

"Besides the eldest brother, my good daughter-in-law would sometimes secretly offer me a confession. But when he came back, he wanted to fight with my daughter-in-law without any reason?"

"Then we must not tolerate it!"

"Just beating him up is already a light punishment!"

As he said this, the old man waved his fist fiercely again.

Chen Dingrong felt aggrieved and afraid.

He just wanted to go crazy before, how could he really want to beat his wife?

However, he shrank his head and did not object to Chen's father, but seemed to suddenly realize that something was wrong.

Which father-in-law would run into his daughter-in-law's room and watch her do Pilates?

"master?"

While Father Chen and Father Yan were chatting animatedly, he moved closer to Qiao Qiao with trepidation, "Do you think this father of mine is a fake father?"

Qiao Qiao was already gnawing on the chicken feet. After hearing what Chen Dingrong said, he admired his imagination so much that the chicken feet almost fell out of his mouth.

After thinking about it, she decided to backstab him. "Hey, old man over there, your son is suspicious of you. Hurry up and find a way to prove your identity."

"Otherwise, when he asks me to beat you up, it will be hard for me to refuse."

“…”

hehe.

After understanding the whole story, Chen's father took out his old "Father's Love" belt, which he was reluctant to sell even though he almost starved to death.

"ah--"

Amid the screams, Qiao Qiao's chicken feet tasted even more delicious.

No wonder people like to eat snacks while watching TV series. Not to mention, it does make eating more delicious when there’s a performance in front of you!

Of course, jokes aside, Mr. Chen, who can be considered an old intellectual, is unwilling to take the blame for watching his daughter-in-law do Pilates.

"That's your mother!"

He slapped Chen Dingrong's face until it was covered with bruises, and then he spoke breathlessly.

Who would have thought that even though Chen Dingrong had turned into a zebra, he was still so stubborn, "Don't lie to me, my mother used to be a singer, she had a beautiful voice."

"That voice before was so rough! It sounded as unpleasant as a drake. How could it be my mother?"

"hehe......"

Father Chen didn't say anything.

He sneered and handed his belt to the back.

A thin old lady with a sallow complexion and gray hair suddenly appeared and caught the belt. Her voice was as unpleasant as a drake's: "What's wrong?"

"You didn't take my esophageal cancer that year seriously at all, did you?"

"Oh, yes."

Chen Huai, who has been silent ever since his father came out, is not a good guy at all.

When he saw his own mother, he jumped out and reminded her like a machine gun, "Mom, don't forget, he is a workaholic. He didn't take care of you for a few days."

"It's you, your good eldest son, who has been guarding the bedside the whole time!"

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