Catching horse mother and daughter

Chapter 67

Zhang Jiahui woke up and was very surprised to see Zhang Yousong who had suddenly arrived home.

"Why are you back?" She looked at her dusty father suspiciously.

Looking at his wife's perplexed face, Zhang Yousong turned his lips around: "It's nothing, the business in Nantong is over, so go home and have a rest."

He still couldn't tell the truth.

"Why so fast this time?" Zhang Jiahui murmured, she remembered that her father used to go out to do things, and he would go for several months, and sometimes he would come back only once in half a year.It's only been two months this time, which is too fast.

"Don't you want me to go home! Can't you come back soon?" Zhang Yousong couldn't answer her words, and became a little angry from embarrassment.

"This is your home, you can go back if you want." Zhang Jiahui replied angrily.She thinks that her father may have entered menopause, which is why he is so irritable.

She didn't want to argue with him too much, so she picked up her textbook and went back to her room to continue studying.

When Zhang Yousong saw that his wife ignored him, and didn't even pour him a cup of hot water, Zhang Yousong gradually felt cold.Tell her the truth in such a situation, she will definitely demand a divorce and be separated from herself.

He dropped his luggage dejectedly, sat on the sofa, turned on the TV, and stared blankly at the screen.It looks like watching TV, but in fact, my mind has gone to nowhere.

Zhang Jialiang opened the door and was very surprised to see his father.

"Dad, are you back?"

Zhang Yousong was still immersed in the sad news that his money was gone, and he didn't hear his son's call.

"Dad, Dad, what's the matter with you?" Seeing that his father didn't answer himself, Zhang Jialiang walked forward quickly.Why does he feel that his father's white hair seems to be more than before.

"Oh, nothing." Only then did Zhang Yousong come to his senses.

When he saw his second son, he felt a little upset.Now that he has no money, he doesn't know what to do.When he thought that this son had not gone to work for so long after graduation, he became a little angry.

In the past, when he could earn money, he didn't think it was anything. Now that he has no money, it depends on how this unemployed son thinks and dislikes him.

"How is your job search going?" He looked at Zhang Jialiang with a sullen face.

"Ah, I'm looking for it, I'm looking for it." Zhang Jialiang replied in a panic, suspicious in his heart.Dad never cared about whether he was working or not before, why did he suddenly care about it now?
"You are such an old man, you are getting old, don't stay at home all day. Hurry up and go to work. Only after earning money can you start a family and marry a wife." Zhang Yousong couldn't help talking about his son.

A penny stumps the hero.

He was still thinking about buying a car for his son after earning interest on that money, what else to buy now, he couldn't even afford his son's wedding gift.The more Zhang Yousong thought about it, the more irritable he became, and the more dissatisfied he was with his son's tone.

"You are also 25 and [-], and it's time to get married. When your brother was your age, he had children."

Hearing what his father said, Zhang Jialiang only felt his scalp go numb.Good guy, did dad skip the urging to get married and give birth directly?

"Yeah, I see." He left such a sentence and fled.

He didn't dare to stay with his father anymore, if he stayed any longer, he was afraid he would be nagged to death.

The only sound left in the living room was the advertisement sound from the TV. Sitting alone in the empty living room, Zhang Yousong felt at a loss. What should he do next?

Before I went to Nantong last time, I was full of energy, but this time I came back like a lost dog.Dejectedly, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one from it and lit it, put it in his mouth and began to puff.

When Zhang Jiahui came out of the room to heat up lunch, the living room was already filled with smoke.She covered her nose and glanced at the coffee table, there were more than a dozen cigarette butts thrown on it.

She couldn't help complaining, "What are you doing smoking so much at home?"

"This is my home, can I just smoke at home?" Zhang Yousong was already in a irritated mood, and when he heard her say this, he subconsciously yelled back.

Anyway, he also talks to his wife in this tone on weekdays, and he is used to it.

Zhang Jiahui became angry when she heard this: "This is your home, isn't it my home? I don't have a right to speak? You smoke here and the room smells like smoke, can I say a few words?"

Zhang Yousong was already in a bad mood, and when he heard her words, he slammed the table and was very angry.

"Isn't it just smoking a cigarette, what are you making such a fuss about? If you think I'm going home and getting in your way, just tell me."

Zhang Jiahui feels that her current situation is that a scholar meets a soldier, so she can't explain why.

"Yes, smoke if you like, I'm too lazy to tell you." She angrily fanned the air in front of her nose with her hand as a fan, frowned and took out the meal that her mother made last night from the refrigerator, intending to warm it up. After a hot meal, take a nap and continue studying.

Seeing her like this, Zhang Yousong felt like he had hit a ball of cotton with a fist, and his heart was filled with panic.

"It's so annoying." He got up violently, pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray to put it out, then grabbed the coat on the sofa and stormed out.

He couldn't stay in this house for a minute.

"Crazy." Zhang Jiahui was also very puzzled by her father's inexplicable convulsions. She finished heating the meal and knocked on the door of the second brother's room, calling him out.

As soon as Zhang Jialiang came out, he was startled by the choking smell of smoke.

"Where's dad?" He didn't see Zhang Yousong, so he asked curiously.

"I don't know." Zhang Jiahui replied angrily.

Seeing this, Zhang Jialiang didn't dare to inquire further, for fear of making his mother unhappy.He didn't forget that his mother said that he wanted to divorce his father.

Why are the two still arguing.He thought that after his father went to Nantong, the two of them couldn't see each other, so the relationship should be eased.

"Oh." He sighed heavily.

This married life is really complicated.Dad's own marriage was in a mess, and he actually urged him to get married earlier.

"Why are you sighing so well?" Zhang Jiahui looked at her second brother while eating.

"It's nothing." Zhang Jialiang shook his head, not daring to say anything.

Zhang Yousong, who left home alone, sat on a bench in the community, because he was away all year round, and not many people knew him in the community.When the big guys saw a strange face, they couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Looking at the children bouncing around in the living area, he felt a pang of sorrow in his heart.

It seemed that he hadn't heard laughter at home for a long time.The wife is busy studying every day, the daughter goes to school early and late, and the second son locks himself in the room day and night to play games.

This nice home doesn't look like a home at all.

(End of this chapter)