Song Chen: "Then hurry up and get up. Three minutes. If you don't get up, I'll bring it in and serve you."
Lin Lu hates eating in bed the most.
Lin Lu hummed several times, rubbed his face, and nudged his head under the pillow: "I've been talking for two minutes, Song Laosi, you are so annoying, go out and call your son."
Song Chen put his hands on his hips, helplessly watching her little movements, shook his head and smiled: "Okay, I'll give you two minutes."
He backed away and closed the door, then turned and went to his son Lin Jingbei's room. The old father knocked on the door a few times before entering, showing his son enough respect.
"Enter."
I turned the handle, opened the door, and saw my son sitting at the desk doing his homework.
Song Chen approached: "It's time for dinner. What time did you get up?"
Lin Jingbei: "Six o'clock."
It's already half past eight, which means the child has been writing the questions for more than two hours.
Song Chen: This mother and son, one won’t get up, the other won’t sleep.
"Okay, I won't write anymore. Let's eat first."
Lin Jingbei: "Two minutes, I'll be there soon."
I have started a new topic and have already analyzed half of it. There is no reason to stop.
"It's up to you."
The old father also has a bad temper. If one or two people are two minutes late, he will eat alone first.
He sat at the table and waited quietly for two minutes. He looked at the watch on his wrist. The two minutes Lin Lu said had passed, but there was no movement at the door.
Song Chen didn't dare to knock on the door again and cause trouble.
It’s just eating breakfast alone, what’s the big deal?
snort!
Drink two bowls of millet porridge, two beef patties, and two eggs.
"Burp" He let out a long burp.
Lin Jingbei was ten minutes late: "Dad, you eat so fast, are you done?"
Song Chen: "Didn't you say two minutes?" I wonder who he was asking this to.
Lin Jingbei didn't notice anything: "I encountered a difficult problem and analyzed it for a few more minutes. Where's my mom? Did she go back to sleep after eating?"
Song Chen: "You know your mother's temper. She said she would stay for two more minutes just like you, but she's stayed until now."
"Baka"
The door of the room was opened, and Lin Lu came out yawning: "What bad things are you saying about me?"
Lin Jingbei immediately betrayed his father: "My dad said you didn't keep your word. You said you would only stay for two minutes, but you exceeded the time limit and made him eat breakfast alone."
I have to say that this damn kid is quite good at fanning the flames and adding fuel to the fire.
Lin Lu explained: "Don't I need to change clothes and brush my teeth and wash my face?"
Lin Jingbei: "Yeah, that's what I said. What's wrong with girls taking longer?"
Song Chen's temples were throbbing, and he really wanted to kick the damn kid to death: "Did I really say that?"
Lin Jingbei: "That's definitely not the original words, but that's roughly what I meant."
Lin Lu tutted twice: "You really are such a person. If you're hungry, just eat first. Isn't it more delicious to eat alone than to eat with two people?"
Song Chen got a little mad: "It smells delicious. I've already finished it. You guys take your time."
I took my dishes to the kitchen, washed them, and put them away. Then I curled up on the sofa and pressed the remote control pitifully to look for a TV series. I turned around but couldn't find one I liked.
The mother and son were chatting and laughing at the dinner table, the mother was loving and the son was filial!
Very annoying.
After the mother and son finished their meal, Lin Jingbei took the initiative to wash the dishes, while Lin Lu rubbed his stomach and fell on the sofa.
The air conditioner was on in the room, so she wore a thin black slim-fit sweater, which made her waist look slender and soft.
Lin Lu hugged a pillow in her arms, buried her head in the sofa, and watched the TV series tuned by Song Chen.
It's a love movie, but the plot now is that the male protagonist got into a car accident when he went out, and his wife cheated him of his money and wanted to run away with the gigolo she kept.
Lin Lu didn't notice that her husband was upset, and she tactlessly praised the pretty boy, saying, "How handsome!"
What does the wife hate to hear the most? Isn’t it the praise for the mistress?
When Song Chen heard this, his ears exploded.
"No matter how handsome he is, he's still a gigolo!"
This is like taking the position of the queen.
Keep listing the pretty boy's shortcomings.
Lin Lu was puzzled. It was just TV. Was there any need to be so angry?
She was just complimenting casually.
Glancing at him: "What's wrong with you? Are you sick?"
Song Chen didn't know what was wrong with him. He seemed a little aggrieved. Thinking about how he had worked so hard to make breakfast, and then had to eat it alone, who wouldn't cry?
"I'm going to work."
Lin Lu raised her head, a few strands of hair stood up, and she looked dazed. "Didn't you say you were taking a day off today and wanted to go to the show together?"
Song Chen: "It depends on my schedule. If I'm free, I'll come back to pick you up. If not, you and Lin Jingbei can go by yourselves."
???
Lin Lu really thought something had happened at the supermarket: "You go quickly, no need to rush back, Xiaobei and I can go by ourselves."
Song Laosi stood up without moving a step. He said this just to get his wife to call him, and in return he got her understanding.
Seeing his father's frustrated expression, Lin Jingbei laughed a few times immorally. "Yes, Dad, your work is important. If you don't have time, there's no need to rush back. Mom and I can just take the bus."
I went back and followed what my father said yesterday.
Song Chen glared at the boy several times and said, "Well, wait for my arrangements."
If no one gives you steps to go down, you can only go out. There are steps at the door.
The supermarket is still open as usual today. Song Chen clearly said yesterday that he would not come today, but he showed up again.
Han Jiachao came over to inquire: "Boss, why are you here? Didn't you say you wanted to accompany Xiaobei?"
This year, only Han Jiali and a few others returned to their hometown to celebrate the New Year. He resolutely stayed for the triple salary.
Song Chen was so angry that he slammed his butt onto his boss chair: "Why should I accompany him? He has someone to accompany him."
Han Jiachao was quite considerate and made him a pot of tea before leaving. Tea can reduce fever, but he can't, so it's better to leave first.
Song Chen picked up the account book in the drawer and looked at it carefully. The more he looked, the more uneasy he became.
I drank a cup of hot tea angrily and even burned my mouth!
It’s so infuriating!
I took out my cell phone, but there was no call from Lin Lu!
If she didn't beat him, he would beat her.
"What's wrong? Did you leave anything at home?"
There was a smile in Lin Lu's voice, and she didn't know what happy things she said to her son.
Song Chen: "Don't you want to go with me?"
Because my tongue was burned, I spoke with a big tongue.
Lin Lu didn't hear his words clearly, but vaguely heard "Follow me."
"Ah, where are you going? Aren't you in the supermarket now?"
Song Chen: "I say, don't you want to go to the mall with me to watch the show?"
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