The matter of buying a house has to be put on hold for the time being. I may try it again in the second half of the year after Lin Jingbei finishes his high school entrance exam. I’ll talk about it when I have time.

Lin Lu called Zeng Ya and apologized for losing control of his emotions yesterday.

Zeng Ya obviously had no idea what the real reason was for Lin Lu's situation yesterday. She jokingly said, "I didn't expect you two, who seem to have such a good relationship, to still quarrel. I thought you guys never quarreled, like a couple in heaven."

Lin Lu snorted, "You know what men are like? They always act like idiots and sometimes they speak without thinking. Isn't that annoying?"

Song Chen, who was listening without thinking, stared at Lin Lu with big eyes.

It seems to be saying: Me?

Are you talking about me?

Over there, Zeng Ya laughed out loud, looking up to the sky, almost breathless. "You're right, men just love to act like servile people and talk without thinking. This one in my family is really annoying."

Lin Lu: "I haven't met your husband yet. Let's have dinner together when we have time."

Zeng Ya wasn't sure if Song Chen had told Lin Lu about her situation, so she just brushed it off. "We'll talk about it later. He's busy right now."

The two of them agreed to get together again when they return to Shanghai next time.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Lu saw Song Chen still staring at her. She asked, "Have you packed your luggage? Why are you looking at me?"

The speed in doing housework that Song Chen has developed over the years is not just talk.

"It's already been installed."

Lin Lu looked over and saw that indeed, the clothes were neatly folded and placed in the big bag.

Nodding approvingly: "Not bad."

Song Chen: "How about some practical reward?"

Lin Lu: "Don't you have any clothes?"

Song Chen pursed his lips and decided to leave the bedroom first. If he stayed any longer, he would definitely be scolded by Lin Lu.

She had relatives visiting her these past two days and was in a very unstable mood. Song Chen still tried his best to go along with her and didn't say a word even when he was scolded.

There was no one in the living room. Everyone was tidying up their rooms as they were leaving for home tomorrow.

Song Chen arrived at the door of Lin Jingbei's room and asked, "Have you called your master? We are leaving tomorrow, so please say goodbye to him."

Lin Jingbei didn't even turn his head, folding his clothes carefully, as if he were treating a work of art. His attitude and expression were so pious. "I beat him."

Song Chen was like a bad guy who couldn't find a playmate and came to cause trouble. He put Lin Jingbei's clothes aside and sat down next to him.

Then he asked, "Have you called Xia Ye? Didn't he say before that he wanted to go home with us?"

Lin Jingbei's hands kept moving. "He called too. He said he would wait for us at the station tomorrow."

Song Chen thought carefully, trying to think of other topics to talk about. Before he could even start his next words, his son looked at him helplessly. "Did my mom scold you?"

What?

Was he scolded?

Scolded by your own wife?

Song Chen would never admit it.

"What are you talking about? When have I ever been scolded? My wife loves me so much, how could she bear to scold me? What are you talking about?"

This is a bit like trying to cover up one's own mistake.

Lin Jingbei: "You know it yourself, why are you asking me how I know?"

Song Chen: Why do I feel like I've been tricked by this guy?

The next sentence is: "I'm going to cook."

The vegetables bought yesterday in the kitchen have almost been eaten. Since they didn’t stay there for long, Li Xianglian didn’t buy too much, so she only bought enough for one day.

Song Chen went to Li Xianglian's room again and asked the old couple: "Mom and Dad, do you want to eat at home or go out tonight? If you eat at home, there are no vegetables. I need to go buy some."

Li Xianglian: "Let's eat at home. Ask Xiao Gu if he's free and have him come over for dinner. I feel bad for accepting so many gifts."

Song Chen: I think the food we cook is not very popular.

"Okay, I'll ask him if he has time."

He returned to Lin Jingbei and asked him to call Gu Yun.

He thinks it’s better to let the children speak.

Lin Jingbei took out his cell phone and called Gu Yun. The call was picked up after just one ring, which was faster than his father usually answered his calls. It was enough to show who meant the most to him.

"Hey, Master, my dad and I are cooking tonight. Do you have time? If you are free, come to our house for dinner."

Maybe he agreed, the smile on Lin Jingbei's face was as free as a penny.

After a few brief words, he hung up.

"Master will be here soon. I'll go out with you to buy groceries."

Song Chen: "Have you packed your luggage?"

Lin Jingbei: "Almost."

He only has a few sets of clothes, and most of them are gifts given to him by his master.

The gift that Gu Yun gave to Lin Jingbei and his mother was the same, a laptop computer, but Lin Jingbei also had many extra gifts, not counting clothes and shoes, but a bunch of strange little gadgets from abroad.

The camera I bought for Song Chen was something I inquired about from Lin Jingbei. Who knew that he would buy the newest and most expensive one right away.

This favor is truly something I can never repay.

Don't worry about it, otherwise you will worry yourself to death.

Song Chen: "Wait a minute, let me ask your mother if she wants to go grocery shopping with us."

He was flying around the house like a little bee.

Lin Lu glanced at the weather outside the window and shrank his neck: "I'm not going. You go with Abei."

I had my period and my stomach was already feeling uncomfortable, and seeing the ice on the trees made me even less willing to go.

The father and son were fully armed, wearing velvet hats and cotton scarves.

The weather today seems to be a few degrees lower than yesterday, and it feels like it's going to snow soon.

To go to the vegetable market, you need to take the bus. There are few people on the bus now, and there is no heating. You can only put your hands in your pockets and shake your legs to keep warm.

When they arrived at the vegetable market, the father and son looked and looked but didn't know what to choose, so they just did what they usually did.

Song Chen asked, "Does your master like to eat something light or something heavy?"

People in Shanghai generally eat light food.

Lin Jingbei's answer was both expected and unexpected, "Master likes light food, and he likes sweet food the most."

Song Chen was a little furious: "He likes sweets?"

He doesn't look like such a serious person.

Lin Jingbei had lived with him for a few days, so he naturally knew it very well.

"Yeah, but he doesn't eat much, and he doesn't let me eat too much either, saying that eating too much will cause cavities."

Lin Jingbei really felt that his master sometimes treated him like a child.

Song Chen nodded: "Then he still cares about his reputation."

I can even resist eating the food I like.

Lin Jingbei glanced at him and said, "Dad, you've become so talkative now. You didn't talk much before."

In the past, I spoke no more than ten sentences to him a day, like a mute.

Song Chen was shocked when his son disliked him. "How dare you dislike me? Didn't you ask me to talk to you more before?"