Chapter 119
Shui Xingyanghua fainted again and waited for Chen Qingfeng to put on his clothes and calm down.
Chen Changbo was already sitting at the table.
After washing his hair, shaving, and changing into clean clothes, he really has the temperament of a melancholy uncle.
No wonder Yang Shuting likes him.
Chen Qingyi served the rice while Chen Qingfeng tore the chicken, because they didn't know how long they would wake up.
So I didn’t chop it into pieces and just used the whole chicken to make the soup.
Don't stew it for too long or it will become too soft.
When it comes out of the pot, it is sprinkled with wolfberries, which looks particularly appetizing.
Chen Qingfeng seemed to hesitate for a second, then put a big chicken leg into Chen Changbo's bowl.
"You've lost a lot of weight these days.
What? Aunt Yang didn’t give you food?
I'm not saying anything wrong, she's just from an art troupe, and there's no way I can say she's that outstanding or pretty.
Are you really so eager to pay for it?
It is not a good deal to chase after someone. I understand this truth. Don’t you understand?
You don't have to spoil her too much. If she develops bad habits, you'll be the one who suffers in the future, won't you? "
Look at the concern hidden under this awkward tone. Who wouldn't be moved? Not even Chen Changbo.
Chen Qingfeng continued to tear the meat with his hands, seemingly not noticing someone's bright eyes.
“As for the Yang family, you don’t have to tolerate them.
If you dare to fart in the coffin again in a sarcastic tone, come back and tell me and Xiaoyi.
It all depends on whether we can handle them or not."
Hearing this, Chen Changbo smiled. As expected, the children still cared about him.
Also very domineering.
Chen Qingfeng drank a mouthful of soup, sighed comfortably, and continued, "There is one thing that I'm quite puzzled about.
How did Yang Youwei climb to his current position with such a stupid look?
Is it a competition of dads?
Then when his father retires, can he still be so arrogant?
The Yang family has no successor!"
Although Yang Youning is quite promising, it's his fault that he doesn't know how to educate his children.
She gave birth to Yang Weidong, that money-hungry idiot.
The better ones are those who are transferred to more remote places.
If it's a bad one, I'm afraid it will be completely destroyed.
It all depends on Mr. Yang's courage and means.
It was rare for Chen Qingfeng to say such sensible words, and Chen Changbo was impressed.
This is really his son!
Like him!!
Smart brain!
After thinking about it for a while, he felt that Chen Qingfeng's analysis was correct. Why hadn't he thought of it before?
Hiss, it seems that in the future...
My thoughts drifted away as I mechanically bit the chicken leg in my mouth.
Chen Qingyi and Chen Qingfeng looked at each other.
The provocation was almost over, and Chen Qingyi started to act sarcastic again, as if she had learned the face-changing technique of Sichuan Opera.
"Oh, having a good father means you're just taking advantage of it, unlike me and my third brother, who both have a stepmother and a stepfather.
Not only does he not get any benefits, but he is also bullied by others.
There is not even a single person to show his ability.
We were all in the hospital, but apart from my third brother, no one else felt sorry for me!
Not like others.
How does that song go?
Little cabbage, the yellow in the field, married a stepmother, better than me!
The burden eats noodles, and I starve!"
Chen Changbo: “……!!”
When this girl doesn't speak, she is a fairy in heaven, but when she speaks, she is Meng Po.
Almost sent him away!
He has a kind heart, but a sharp tongue.
It's so annoying that it kills people!
He asked himself for the twentieth time, how could this be his daughter?!
Neither he nor Zhao Xiangmei has the same personality!
Who does he look like?
Is he self-taught?
Thinking this way, he unconsciously said it out loud, and Chen Qingyi immediately smiled with her eyes curved, "You can't figure this out?
Good bamboo shoots come from bad bamboo.
I am a good bamboo shoot, and you are a bad bamboo." This completely misinterpreted his meaning.
Chen Changbo: ...asking myself for the twenty-first time.
After dinner, Chen Changbo packed his clothes and was so hesitant that he actually wanted to take some of the leftover chicken soup to the hospital.
He is taking advantage of me.
Chen Qingyi scoffed at him, "If you want to eat it, go buy it on the black market. If you drink mine, aren't you afraid of your intestines getting rotten?
You mean well, but others may not appreciate it.
I don't want to feed them either.
If you really took it, tell me, did I poison it or not? "
Chen Changbo was embarrassed.
When I arrived at the hospital, I saw through the ward window that Yang Shuting was peeling an apple for Chen Jiarou. The mother and daughter were talking and laughing.
For some reason, he suddenly didn't want to go in.
Sat on the bench in the corridor.
He tilted his neck and looked at the ceiling, wondering what he was thinking.
When he was almost dozing off, Yang Shuting came out with a thermos.
She looked at him in surprise, "Changbo? When did you come back?
Why don't you go in?"
"Ah, I saw you two were talking, so I didn't interrupt."
Chen Changbo blinked quickly to wake himself up.
Yang Shuting immediately noticed that he was in a bad mood, sat next to him and held his hand.
His tone was so gentle that it seemed as if water could drip down: “You are Xiaorou’s father.
It's okay to disturb me or not.
Xiaorou just woke up and asked you.
Knowing you've returned home, I asked you when you'll be back."
I tried to win the favor of my daughter and saw that the man's expression softened a little.
He leaned closer, "Did something happen?
Bad mood?
Talk to me, and we'll share it."
It has to be said that when it comes to dealing with men, Shui Xingyanghua is indeed naturally well-instructed.
Quite a few tricks.
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