Turn the cocoon into a butterfly

Chapter 150 Father and Son
When Jiang Chunhui said that he didn't take out any hair, Sang Xiaoyu immediately remembered one thing.

Once they went to eat western food, the waiter was a beautiful little girl who looked like seventeen or eighteen, with a particularly sweet mouth, which made Jiang Chunhui so happy.

Jiang Chunhui seemed to have negotiated a particularly satisfying business that day, and he was in high spirits. He kept praising the girl for being beautiful and would make things happen.

When they finished eating and were about to leave, Jiang Chunhui took out at least a thousand yuan in bills in his bag, and handed them to the girl without checking, saying that her attitude was worth the money.

The girl is also a straightforward person. It is not the same whether such a boss can come tomorrow after leaving today. She took the money and thanked her a thousand times without being polite.

Sang Xiaoyu felt that he was very frivolous at the time, but he didn't show anything, while Jiang Chunhui was secretly happy, thinking that Sang Xiaoyu was a little jealous.

Sang Xiaoyu felt that the 50 yuan he said would not be paid did not exist at all, but now he has nothing to say.

Sang Xiaoyu didn't want to expose his background, so she was speechless and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't say anything."

But Jiang Chunhui said relentlessly: "The truth is best heard in angry words. Let me ask you, why should I retaliate against you? Just because you don't like me? That's my failure.

Let me tell you Sang Xiaoyu, I'm not an ordinary person, I understand this truth, besides, even if you have a relationship now, I won't do anything to you, I don't have to be you. "

Sang Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good."

Jiang Chunhui laughed loudly and said, "I thought you would be angry, but it seems that you are relieved."

Sang Xiaoyu said: "When you treat me well, maybe I don't feel it obvious, but if we break up, I feel a little afraid of you."

Jiang Chunhui laughed and said, "Can we really break up? I don't believe it. Even if we do break up, I probably won't hurt you. Who knows, just wait and see. By the way, have you eaten yet?"

Sang Xiaoyu kept on the speakerphone while talking, and her mother came back at some point, walking around as if nothing happened.

Hearing what Jiang Chunhui said, his mother immediately leaned forward and said, "I didn't eat, and when I came back, I sighed and kept trying to make things difficult for myself."

Jiang Chunhui greeted his mother, and said to Sang Xiaoyu, "Come on, don't worry about other people's affairs, let's go to eat, you are so busy now, I can't even see you let alone eat."

Sang Xiaoyu said that she had no appetite and was too tired, so she didn't want to move.

Mother answered the phone directly and asked Jiang Chunhui to come over. She said that she would make some light dishes right away.

Jiang Chunhui immediately became happy, and said that Mom still misses me, okay, I'll be there right away.

When Jiang Chunhui arrived, his mother put all the small dishes on the table, and his mother found out that Jiang Chunhui really didn't like big fish and meat. He was not modest, but had a soft spot for these small vegetables.

When Jiang Chunhui arrived, he was carrying a lot of things in his hands, and the driver also came in, also carrying large and small bags. Sang Xiaoyu said, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Chunhui glared at her and said, "It's not that I honor you."

Then he glanced at Sang Xiaoyu's mother and said, "Mom, it's almost Chinese New Year. I'll give you the New Year's gift first. I'm going to go abroad for vacation during the Chinese New Year. Maybe I won't be able to make it through."

Her mother was smiling from ear to ear, and Sang Xiaoyu was very happy, thinking that her mother had finally been defeated by Jiang Chunhui's tricks. Based on her mother's judgment on people and things, she definitely would not like such a person.

But the mother is for the sake of her daughter, and she is afraid that her daughter will endure hardships, so she will give in on some things.

Thinking that all this was for her own sake, Sang Xiaoyu felt very sorry for her mother.

The prodigal son will also be stuck at home during the Spring Festival, and Sang Xiaoyu knows that Jiang Chunhui must also obey the rules during the Spring Festival.

At the dinner table, Jiang Chunhui likes to tell jokes and make people happy.

Cheng Ziqiao didn't care much about his father, but he had a good impression of Jiang Chunhui.

He said to his grandma, I will treat whoever treats me well.

His words were immediately appreciated by grandma.

Sang Xiaoyu sometimes found that Ziqiao sometimes tried to please Jiang Chunhui in different ways, and the little adults would not make Jiang Chunhui feel uncomfortable, and as long as someone asked about his father in front of Jiang Chunhui, Ziqiao would always pass by. , as if it had nothing to do with me.

As long as Jiang Chunhui came, the family would always laugh and laugh, the son was happy, the mother liked it, and Sang Xiaoyu watched coldly, sometimes feeling very sad.

If it hadn't been for the disaster, she thought that the state of her son and mother would be much more real than it is now, but there is no such thing in life.

Once, Ziqiao said to Sang Xiaoyu: "Mom, you might as well marry me, Uncle Jiang. I think he treats you better than my father."

Sang Xiaoyu said, "Do you like Dad or him more?"

Sang Xiaoyu never expected that the father and son who were originally closely related by blood, as the son, Ziqiao said without hesitation that he liked Uncle Jiang, and also said that now that he has grown up, he feels that what his father did before is really not a person. man.

Sang Xiaoyu was speechless.

The mother's subtle preaching over the years finally worked. Although Cheng Weize occasionally came to visit Ziqiao and took him back for a day or two, Ziqiao couldn't make out with him anyway.

Cheng Weize was still a little ignorant, thinking that if he was a boy, he should be ruthless and disciplined.

Cheng Ziqiao especially likes to go to grandma's house, and is willing to play with his aunt's son who often goes to grandma's house, but he likes to ignore his father when he sees him.

Cheng Weize became a little unhappy, and said that all he had been thinking about for the past few years was his son, why did you see me as if you saw a ghost?
Ziqiao was fiddling with his little cousin's new toy, and said absent-mindedly, "You're not a real ghost, what am I afraid of you doing?"

After speaking, he took the toy in his hand and gestured.

Cheng Weize said: "You and grandma, aunt and aunt were talking and laughing, why didn't you say a word when you saw me?"

Ziqiao took a serious look at his father and said, "I really don't know what to say to you."

Cheng Weize got angry, pulled him aside and asked, "Do you care if I still have the surname Jiang?"

Seeing his father's angry face, Ziqiao was also a little scared, and said, "Uncle Jiang is a nice guy, he is willing to play with me, and he bought me a lot of toys..."

Cheng Weize immediately educated his son, saying that he knew how to be attached to material things at a young age, how can he make people feel at ease when he grows up?Is this what your mother and grandma taught you?
Of course Cheng Ziqiao didn't want to hear his father say that his mother and grandma were gone. He twisted his neck and looked at him dissatisfied. Grandma kept saying that he shouldn't take the class of great principles. What is missing between you is not the past few years. Time, hurry up to eat and go out to play.

Cheng Weize had a bad day that day, and because of these few words, he refused to let go, and kept telling his son to take responsibility, don't let people be confused by sugar-coated bombs, and said that a child who can't endure hardship, grow up I don't have much future.

(End of this chapter)