Fast time travel: He made up for his mistakes in the plane

The two silly sons finally drank beer, but each was limited to two glasses.

In Song's father's words, those who have never had a drink drink their mouths first.

Song An nodded, very well-behaved.

Song Zhe bowed his head. In fact, he had already drank it at Zhao's house. Although he was not yet 18, he still had necessary entertainment. He took a sip of the beer in the glass. Throat all the way down, the cool liquid boiled in the stomach, but a puff of air came out of the nose
Compared with those expensive brandy red wines, the taste is really not good, but his heart is extremely stable, with a hint of sweetness.

"Boy, drink slowly. This is what you and I got from the soles of your shoes twice. Cherish it." Seeing that the cheeks of the cheap son who had just been found were a little red, Song Shi reminded him.

Yep.

Immediately, the old parents rolled their eyes.

Father Song stretched out the chopsticks for the braised pork, and glanced at him lightly, "Boy, if you don't know how to speak, don't talk about it. What's wrong with the soles of your shoes? At your age, how many people can receive the love from an old father?" Ah, you should cherish it." Turning his head and looking at Song Zhe lovingly, "Although the beer is not intoxicating, don't drink too much, you are still young."

"I see."

Song Shi curled his lips, his face changed really quickly, so is this the legendary intergenerational relative? Obviously, the scum of his body is his own son, but looking at the whole growth process, no, until now, what he got is still the sole of the shoe .

The distinction is so obvious.

He was so angry that he drank a glass of beer as soon as he raised his head.

Cool!

After dinner, Mother Song and Wang Min cleared the table.

The four men in the family moved their positions and went to the living room to continue the conversation between men.

Song Shi asked about Song An's situation at school, and satisfied himself with mouthfuls of grapes. Song's father glanced at him several times, and moved his fingers a few times. Considering that he wanted to save some face for his son with his grandson, he restrained himself. Hold the itchy palm, turn away face.

Come out of sight.

It's too bad to have a child like this!
"The students are very nice, and the teacher takes good care of me. After class, I go to the library except the cafeteria."

"Very good." He took out a piece of paper and wiped his hands, "I'll take you to school in person in two days."

Song An just wanted to refuse, but when he thought of something, he subconsciously looked to the side.

Song Zhe lowered his eyes.

It was the first time he came to this house today, not only the environment, but also these blood relatives were so strange to him.

He didn't know what to say.

Just silent.

It just so happened that Song Shi didn't need his opinion. As the pillar of the family, the majesty of the head of the family was not compromised, so he could do whatever he wanted.

"It's getting late, let's all go wash up and sleep." Having said all that needed to be said, Father Song went back to the room with his hands behind his back.

"Grandpa, go to bed early." Song An said.

"kindness."

Back to each house.

Soon, Father Song came out of the room again. He walked to the door of the guest bedroom and knocked twice, "Open the door."

The two who are relatively speechless and about to go to bed: .
It's actually quite embarrassing.

The room was very small, and there was only room for one bed, and two tall, long-legged young men pitifully squeezed together.
The key is that they are not familiar yet, and this is the first time they meet each other.

Nothing to talk about.

Song An heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the knock on the door, and hurriedly got up, "I'll go and open the door."

"coming."

Rushed to the door and opened it, "Grandpa, what's the matter?"

Father Song stomped in slowly, Song An had no choice but to follow behind him with a helpless expression.

"I'll come in and take a look."

Father Song walked around the house and said to Song Zhe, "Get used to living there. If there is anything missing, tell Grandpa. I will go to your parents and let them prepare it for you."

Song Zhe shook his head, "There is nothing missing, it's pretty good."

"I know you just came back, and you're not very familiar with the family, but we are a family, don't see outsiders, or tell your brother the same."

"OK."

Seeing his nervous look, Father Song didn't say anything more. He took out two red envelopes from his pocket and handed them to them, "Take them all. You have been admitted to a good university. Grandpa doesn't have any rewards. I want to buy something." Just buy something."

At the end, I added a sentence: "Hide it well, don't let your mother and old man confiscate it."

Went out after saying that.

Two people holding red envelopes: "."

Song An blinked, squeezed her fingers, and quickly opened the red envelope.

Inside is a wad of money.

How much does this cost!
He quickly counted, good guy, a full 5000 yuan.

He took a sharp breath, his fingers were trembling, and his face was extremely tangled, "With so much money, how many vegetables will my grandparents have to sell, no, I can't take this money, I have to return the money."

As he spoke, he glanced at Song Zhe again, his expression became more tangled, "You"

"Let's go together too." Although Song Zhe grew up in Zhao's family, he is not short of money, but he is not a fool who knows nothing. 5000 yuan is really not much, but for a very old man who has no job and lives in the country For the elderly, it is not easy to save.

"Row."

The two went to pay back the money.

How could Father Song take it back? He said with a stern face, "This is a little thought from our grandparents. You don't want it. Could it be that you dislike the lack of money? Then tell me how much you want."

Embarrassing Song An Song Zhe
The two hurriedly explained.

But he couldn't say no to Song's father, so he had to be kicked out with a red envelope in the end.

They looked at each other and went back to the room silently.

Lie on the bed, turn off the light, only the faint light from the street lamp outside in the room.

Both of them are used to sleeping alone, and at first there was someone beside them, and neither of them could fall asleep.

But I don't know what to say.

Although Song An worked as a summer worker in the store for two months, his personality has improved, but in essence he is still the silent, introverted and slightly socially fearful person.

If he didn't say anything, Song Zhe wouldn't take the initiative to stir up the topic.

The two picked up their phones in silence.

For a long time, "Hey, brother, do you play games?"

".beat."

But in the master bedroom, the atmosphere is not so good.

Wang Min stood at the end of the bed angrily, her eyes fixed on the dog man leaning against the head of the bed and frowning with an expression of 'Why are you like this', she subconsciously said sharply, "What did you say? You How many tables have you booked? How much is a table booked for?”

"One table at 6888. Thirty tables have been booked. The hotel will deliver drinks, but I decided to bring my own drinks. By the way, there are also cigarettes. I am happy when my son is back. I must bring some good products to entertain guests. -"

Speaking of this, Song Shi was quite regretful.

He originally wanted to book a table for 8888. After all, as a businessman, meaning is really important.

But 6, it is also staying.

The son finally got home, so of course he wanted to stay.

He struggled for several days and pulled out a lot of hair before making a final decision.

"That's what I'm talking about!" Wang Min was so angry that her eyeballs turned red, and she trembled all over, "Old Song, that's 20 yuan, including drinks and other extras, have you ever thought about how much it will cost. Yes, Song Zhe has returned home, both children have been admitted to good universities, it is worth celebrating, but we need to find such an expensive hotel, the lake center hotel, who can afford it, can’t just find one, I think it’s on the neighboring street The three-star hotel is not bad, it’s not too far away, and it’s convenient for everyone to go to dinner. Besides, thirty tables, do we have so many relatives and friends in our family?”

Pure waste of money.

Waste of money!