Catching horse mother and daughter

Chapter 70 Something went wrong

"Thinking too much." Zhang Jiaming shook his head, turned around and drove home.

As soon as I got home, I saw my wife with a stinky face.

He put down the car keys, took off his coat, and washed his hands first, then walked to his wife who was sitting on the sofa, and hugged her: "What's the matter, who made you angry again? Is it my daughter? Nice?"

"What do you say about your father?" Liu Xin confiscated the 50 yuan her father-in-law gave to her daughter, puzzled.

The father-in-law never gave his daughter such a small banknote before. Whenever he gave it, it was a hundred. What happened this time?
"I don't know, he didn't say." Zhang Jiaming shook his head.

"Why don't you ask if he doesn't tell you?" Liu Xin glared at her husband.She always felt that her father-in-law's actions this time revealed abnormalities.

When questioned by his wife, Zhang Jiaming didn't know how to answer, so he laughed and yelled, but didn't answer.

"Find an opportunity tomorrow to inquire about it, don't tell me there is something wrong with Dad's business." Liu Xin frowned.

I have to say that a woman's intuition is sometimes quite accurate.

The big-hearted Zhang Jiaming didn't notice anything wrong with his father, but it was the daughter-in-law Liu Xin who noticed these clues.

"Impossible. It's not a year or two since Dad contracted the project. It's been decades. What could go wrong?" Zhang Jiaming didn't care.

"It's best if there is no problem. If there is a problem, it will be a big trouble." Liu Xin thought of the news I watched recently. Migrant workers chased their contractors for debts.

"You said that Dad won't owe money to others and be found at the door?"

The more she thought about it, the more she realized it was possible.

If this kind of thing really happened, she had to tell her husband to stay away from it.

"How is it possible." Zhang Jiaming immediately refuted her nonsense, "Don't you know who Dad is? How could he owe money to others?"

Seeing that her husband was a little unhappy, Liu Xin didn't continue talking, but stood up with a straight face.

With his arms empty, Zhang Jiaming realized that his wife was playing petty temper again, so he stood up and comforted him patiently: "You are still pregnant, don't worry so much, okay?"

"Aren't I worried about Dad?" Liu Xin made a beautiful excuse for herself.

"Okay, I'll ask after get off work tomorrow, do you want to have dinner together?" Zhang Jiaming looked at his wife.

"No, your mother must be busy studying and not cooking. Do you want me, a pregnant woman, to cook for you?" Liu Xin raised her eyebrows and glared at her husband.

"Okay, okay, I got it, then you and Le Yao will go back to your mother-in-law's house tomorrow to have a makeshift meal. I'll come back and make it for you the day after tomorrow." What Zhang Jiaming is most afraid of is that his wife will get angry, he hurriedly coaxed.

"En." Seeing her husband's excellent attitude, Liu Xin nodded arrogantly.

After coaxing his wife, Zhang Jiaming breathed a sigh of relief.

At night, he lay in bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, and what his wife said kept lingering in his mind.He thought of what she had assumed, and suddenly became flustered.

Dad has always been like a towering tree, supporting their entire Zhang family.Dad has always been his idol, the most omnipotent steel warrior in his mind, what should he do if Dad collapses?
Full of worries, he fell asleep in a daze.

When going to work the next day, Zhang Jiaming was a little absent-minded.

"Zhang Jiaming, Zhang Jiaming?"

Hearing someone calling him, he hurriedly looked up, and saw the leader standing in front of the computer looking at him sullenly.

"Have you lost your soul? I've been calling you for a long time, do you know that I'm at work?" Zhao Haiyang looked at him aggressively.

"I'm sorry, Brother Zhao, what do you want to say?" Zhang Jiaming didn't dare to talk back, and asked with a lost smile.

"With this picture, the customer said they didn't want this feeling. It's been a long time in the group @你, and you didn't reply." Zhao Haiyang took out his phone and ran in front of him.

"Brother Zhao, they're asking for one at a time. It's really hard for me to make a picture." Zhang Jiaming suddenly showed a bitter face.

"Then he is a client, Party A's father. What can we do? Customers are our priority!" Zhao Haiyang clapped his hands and emphasized.

"I know about Brother Zhao, so I'll change it right now." Seeing that there was no hope of striving, Zhang Jiaming turned on PS lazily, ready to modify the poster according to the client's new requirements.

"Next time, don't ask me to rush you again. Be smart. Even the clients have sent requests, but you are still pretending to be dead." Zhao Haiyang returned to his office while complaining.

Zhang Jiaming let out a sigh of relief, and resigned himself to modifying it.

As soon as it was changed, it was changed to night, and it was two hours before the off-duty time. He touched his hungry stomach and called his father.

"Hey, Dad, Xinxin is going back to her mother's house tonight, can I have a meal with you?"

"Okay, your mother just started cooking." Zhang Yousong responded readily.

My wife actually cooked dinner today. Although the cooking time was relatively late, she still did it anyway, and he felt a little relieved.

"Well, then I'll go there now." Zhang Jiaming hung up the phone and immediately drove to his parents' house.

When he arrived, he rang the doorbell and stood outside waiting for a while before he heard the door open.

"Here we come." Zhang Yousong cheerfully welcomed his son into the house.

"Mom." Zhang Jiaming entered the room and was a little embarrassed when he saw Chen Silan serving the dishes, but he still opened his mouth and called her.

"Well, let's sit down and eat." Chen Silan was a little sad when she saw the eldest son, but she was her own son after all, so she couldn't ignore it.

Zhang Jialiang came out with the dishes and followed his mother, seeing his elder brother hurriedly greeted him: "Brother, you are here."

"Yeah." He nodded, seeing his brother stop his mother who was about to go to the kitchen.

"Okay, I'll serve the meal, you sit down." Zhang Jialiang pushed his mother on the dining chair, and went back to the kitchen to serve the dishes.

Zhang Jiaming felt a little puzzled, when did his younger brother have such a good relationship with his mother.

Soon the family sat down to eat together.

Zhang Jiaming was the only one eating this meal with a lot of worries. After all, neither Zhang Jialiang nor Chen Silan noticed that something was wrong with Zhang Yousong.

After eating, Zhang Jiaming looked at his father while his younger brother was cleaning up the dishes, "Dad, is everything going well with your project?"

Hearing his son's question, Zhang Yousong looked a little unnatural: "Why are you asking this?"

Seeing that his father didn't answer his question directly, Zhang Jiaming's doubts deepened.

"I just care about you. I heard that the project is not easy to do recently." Zhang Jiaming inquired around the bush.

"Okay, you don't need to worry about these things, you should care more about Liu Xin." Zhang Yousong said coldly.

He didn't think about how to confess to his family. His son's repeated questioning really annoyed him.

(End of this chapter)