Cen Zhengnian's phone number?

He seldom calls, and the original owner seldom calls him either. Cen Zhengnian is busy, and the original owner thinks that phone calls are expensive.

The two met through a standard blind date in this era, and the elders on both sides of the family were anxious.

Cen Zhengnian is old and has been obsessed with scientific research. His parents are afraid that he will spend his whole life with scientific research.

The original owner's parents wanted to climb the big tree of the Cen family, so the engagement and marriage were very fast. They got married after only meeting twice.

After the marriage, Cen Zhengnian stayed at home for three days and hurried to the northwest.

Later, when An An was one year old, he came back once, and then he never had time to come back again.

The two had no feelings for each other, nor did they have time to cultivate them. The original owner did not think it was a big deal if Cen Zhengnian did not come back, as she would give him money anyway. She only cared about her own family.

Most people who were dating at that time lived like this. As time went by, they became family.

Of course, Chu Xia had no feelings for Cen Zhengnian now. How could she have feelings for a man she had never met?

Chu Xia had a clear definition of Cen Zhengnian: a breadwinner.

So Chu Xia was a little surprised that Cen Zhengnian called her.

She took Cen Huaian to the family compound canteen and called Cen Zhengnian back.

"Hello?"

"Hello, is this Comrade Luo?"

A very formal male voice came from the other end of the phone, like a trained soldier.

It wasn't Cen Zhengnian. He couldn't have been waiting by the phone, after all, he was so busy at work.

"Yes, it's me."

The man on the other side said immediately, "Engineer Cen is busy. Please wait, I'll go call him."

"Okay."

Not long after Chu Xia hung up the phone, the phone rang again, and she picked it up.

"Chu Xia?"

The male voice on the other side was very nice, magnetic and gentle, like the gentle plucking of a guqin, and like the collision of jade, with a slight panting sound, he must have run over quickly.

"It's me." Chu Xia rubbed her ears, "What are you calling about?"

Cen Zhengnian on the other side was stunned for a moment, and felt that Chu Xia on the phone was a little colder than Chu Xia in the letter, but he didn't think much about it.

"Ganzhou's beef, mutton, and fruits and vegetables can't be stored for a long time, and they will go bad when they are sent to your home, so I sent beef jerky and dried fruits, is that okay?"

Cen Zhengnian said, feeling a little guilty.

His wife rarely asked him what she and An An wanted to eat, but he couldn't satisfy her request.

Although he met his wife through a blind date, they were married and he had responsibilities to the family. He knew that he was not qualified as a husband and father, so he gave everything he could in terms of material things.

Chu Xia felt the guilt in Cen Zhengnian's tone. It turned out that he knew that he was sorry for his family, but he chose the country over the big family. Chu Xia

had no right to blame him. She was just a person who came here halfway.

If she hadn't felt any breath of the original owner when she came here, she would definitely try her best to return the body.

Unfortunately, before she came, the original owner had died, and her soul (she didn't know whether she had a soul or not) was gone.

She had a vague feeling that she could only live here and couldn't go back.

The one that Cen Zhengnian really felt sorry for was Cen Huaian, the five-year-old who had been starved by the original owner since childhood and finally learned to find food by himself.

So Chuxia did not answer, but turned to ask Cen Huaian: "An'an, your father said that what he sent was beef jerky and dried fruit, and asked you if it was okay?"

Cen Huaian looked at the ants passing by his feet and said in a hard tone: "Whatever."

He didn't know what beef or mutton tasted like, nor did he know what beef jerky and dried fruit looked like, so he could just send it.

Chuxia: "An'an said it's okay."

Cen Zhengnian pondered for a moment: "What about you?"

Chuxia smiled and said: "It's okay for me too. Do you want to talk to An'an?"

She and Cen Zhengnian really had nothing to say, and it would be awkward for the two of them to have nothing to say later, so it would be better to let An'an talk to him.

When Cen Zhengnian heard what Chuxia said, his heart beat faster. That was his son, how could he not want to talk to him?

His voice was a little astringent: "Okay."

"An'an, your dad wants to talk to you."

Cen Huaian looked at Chuxia, then at the phone, and walked over.

Chuxia handed him the phone, Cen Huaian put it to his ear, clasped his hands on the table, lowered his head and said nothing.

"An'an, this is your dad."

Cen Huaian said nothing, his fingers wrapped around the phone line, circling around the table.

Not hearing Cen Huaian's voice, Cen Zhengnian glanced at the phone to make sure that he was not hung up. He carefully called out again: "An'an, can you hear me?"

"Yeah."

Cen Zhengnian didn't care about Cen Huaian's cold tone, and softened his voice and said: "An'an, can you tell Dad what you like? Dad will buy it and send it to you."

Cen Huaian listened to Cen Zhengnian's words, and became more and more angry. He only sent things, but he would not come back. What's the use!

He didn't want to listen anymore, and didn't want to continue talking to his father. He hung up the phone with a "pop" and turned around and ran away.

"An'an!"

Chuxia hurriedly gave the phone money to the boss of the canteen and chased after him.

On the other side, Cen Zhengnian heard the "beep" sound after hanging up the phone, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: What is he expecting? Isn't it normal for An'an to have resentment towards him? He had thought of it a long time ago, but he still had fantasies.

"Engineer Cen?"

The guard looked at Cen Zhengnian worriedly, and Cen Zhengnian shook his head: "I'm fine."

He looked at the endless yellow sand outside, stood silently for a while, and then calmed down and went back to the laboratory to continue working.

In the base, scientific research is the most important work. Now is the critical moment of the project, and he can't let his personal emotions affect his work.

Cen Huaian didn't run far, he was just at the door of the canteen.

As soon as Chuxia went out, she saw him standing in the shadow of the door, with his back to the canteen, his head down, and she didn't know what he was thinking.

She walked over and touched his head, which was stubble-like and a little prickly: "What did your father say that made you so angry that he hung up the phone?"

"Nothing." He turned his head to the side, making it clear that he didn't want to say more. Chu Xia didn't ask any more questions and pulled him home.

"The standing punishment hasn't ended yet, continue."

Cen Huaian didn't care about the discomfort anymore, and turned to look at Chu Xia with wide eyes, wondering how his mother still remembered this.

Chu Xia searched for a long time and finally found a cloth ruler, which was used to measure clothes and was similar to a ruler.

Cen Huaian also knew that he couldn't escape this punishment. He faced the wall with a book on his head and thought silently: Fortunately, this time I was punished after eating a full meal.

Chu Xia sat next to Cen Huaian holding a measuring tape, and finally stopped suppressing her emotions: "Did you promise me to stay at home today?"

Cen Huaian nodded.

"Then you ran away secretly, making me anxious and making everyone in the family compound run to find you, Cen Huaian, you are really capable!"

Cen Huaian: "I want to make money." His tone did not think he was wrong.

Chu Xia knew that he was insecure, but that was not a reason for him to lie and sneak out!

"You want to make money, but can you just run away without telling me? Do you know that you are only five years old? Do you know how I felt when I didn't see you at home when I entered the house?"

Chu Xia said, thinking of the panic at that time, and then looking at Cen Huaian with his head down, not knowing what was wrong, she felt very tired and knew that it was useless to force him.

She calmed down and stopped getting angry. She began to sob softly, tears rolling down her face. Her voice was filled with tears and deep fatigue: "Cen Huaian, do you think I am making a fuss about you?"

When Cen Huaian heard Chuxia crying, he turned his head immediately and saw the tears falling down Chuxia's face. He panicked all of a sudden.

He didn't know what to do. He was at a loss. He moved his body and the book fell to the ground with a "click". He didn't care to pick it up. He just tried to tiptoe closer to Chuxia, clumsily wiped her tears, and called her in a panic: "Mom..."

Cen Huaian remembered that his mother took him to eat delicious food, bought him clothes, cut his nails, cut his hair, and held him to sleep at night, warm.

He had never been so happy as he had been in these days, but he had made his mother, who made him happy, cry.

No matter how hard he tried to wipe his tears, they would not dry up. Cen Huaian was so anxious that he wanted to cry: "Mom, I..."

Chu Xia ignored his actions and cried even more: "Rather than waiting for you to be abducted by kidnappers in the future, you should not call me mom from now on."

"Mom..." Cen Huaian was so flustered that he had no idea what to do. He got excited and stretched out his little hand in front of Chu Xia: "Mom, I was wrong, please hit me."

When other people's children made mistakes, adults would just beat them up and they would stop being angry. His mother used to be like this. When he made a fuss and refused to give money to his grandma, his mother would just cry and beat him up.

Now if mommy beats him, he will stop crying.

Chuxia threw the ruler: "Why should I beat you? You have always been a liar. You never do what you promised me. You don't want to change. It's useless for me to beat you. I won't beat you."

Mommy didn't beat him, Cen Huaian had no choice. His face was more panic and uneasy. He kept wiping Chuxia's tears in a hurry. These tears made him feel depressed and uncomfortable.

Chuxia saw Cen Huaian's expression and felt soft for a moment, but it was not enough. Cen Huaian's bad habits were too difficult to change without strong medicine.

No matter how she got here, she had saved her life. Since she got the benefit, she had to bear the responsibility of Cen Huaian.

She hardened her heart and cried even harder, her tone was also disheartened: "I am a mother who is incompetent and can't take care of you. You can do whatever you want in the future."

Chuxia stood up and was about to go into the house. At that moment, Cen Huaian felt as if he was about to lose something very important, and his hands were shaking with panic.

He rushed over and hugged Chuxia's waist, and there was a cry in his voice: "Mom, I will change, I won't do it in the future. Mom, don't ignore me."

He likes his current mother. Every time his mother takes care of him, he feels that he is no longer an unwanted child.

He doesn't want to lose his current mother, so Chuxia struggled twice, but Cen Huaian hugged her tightly, and she didn't struggle away.

The two of them were in a stalemate for a while. Chu Xia no longer insisted on going to the inner room. She sighed and said, "An An, I am your mother and I will always be soft-hearted towards you."

She turned around and gently wiped Cen Huaian's tears: "Don't cry."

"Mom, do you still want me?" Cen Huaian raised his little face with tears in the corners of his eyes. At this moment, he was like a child who was really afraid of being abandoned.

Chu Xia's heart was hurt, but she had to force herself to harden her heart, otherwise Cen Huaian's bad habits would not change.

He was used to being self-centered and not considering others. This was to protect herself before, but now if she lets him grow up like this, he will still end up like in the book, which is not what Chu Xia wants to see.

"Yes, how can a mother not want her own child. But if you lied, cheated on your mother, ran away secretly, and didn't change your mistakes, your mother would be sad, anxious, and disappointed."

"Mom, I was wrong."

Chuxia could tell that Cen Huaian really knew that he was wrong, and he learned to reflect on himself.

She wiped the tears from his face thoroughly and touched his stubbled hair: "Okay, mom forgives you this time. It's okay to make mistakes, everyone makes mistakes, but you have to know how to correct them after making mistakes, understand?"

Cen Huaian nodded heavily.

He might have been really scared. He hugged Chuxia tightly when he slept at night, fearing that she would disappear.

Chuxia began to think about whether her education just now was right, and whether she scared Cen Huaian.

But she had been tough before, and Cen Huaian was still hypocritical. Only by letting him know the serious consequences of making mistakes can he avoid making mistakes.

She tucked in the corners of his quilt, hugged him in her arms, and sighed: Raising a child is such a long and arduous job.

The next day, Chu Xia felt dizzy and heavy, her body was sore and weak, and she felt like a small boat on the sea, swaying with no end.

She tried to open her eyes, raised her hand and touched her forehead, which was hot all over. She had a fever.

After being frightened yesterday and looking for Cen Huaian for so long, her physical strength was seriously overdrawn.

When you are frightened and tired, the evil wind enters your body and you are prone to illness. Not to mention that she was not in good health to begin with, so it was normal

for her to have a fever. When Cen Huaian woke up, he found his mother still lying on the bed, her eyes slightly closed, her face flushed.

In the past, at this time, Mom would have gotten up and cooked in the corridor. Cen Huaian noticed that Chu Xia was not right, so

he quickly sat up, leaned in front of Chu Xia and called her, "Mom!" He carefully reached out and touched Chu Xia's face, it was so hot.

Mom was sick, and Cen Huaian had also been sick, just like Mom is now, feeling very uncomfortable, and Mom would only cry at that time.

It was the neighbor's aunt who fed him the bitter pills, and later he got better, and he never wanted to be sick again.

Cen Huaian was very panicked, and kept thinking in his heart: Was Mom sick because of him? He shouldn't have run out yesterday, it was all his fault, otherwise Mom wouldn't be sick.

A strong sense of guilt surrounded Cen Huaian, and he felt that he was really hateful.

"Mom..." Cen Huaian's voice trembled.

Chuxia could hear that Cen Huaian was worried and flustered, and a warm current surged in her heart. She felt warm. Her thoughts about Cen Huaian were not in vain.

Chuxia raised her hand with effort and touched his face. Her voice was weak: "I'm fine, I just have a fever. There are medicines I bought in the drawer. Please help me get them."

Cen Huaian didn't even bother to put on his clothes. He got up in a hurry and ran to the drawer to start looking.

He didn't know which medicine was useful. When he saw all the medicines Chuxia bought in the hospital, he carried them all to the bed. He

asked anxiously: "Mom, which one do you want?"