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They left the apartment building without any communication. Pei Yang and Pei Ziheng tacitly walked separately, with a three-meter-wide street between them.

If you don’t know, you might think the two are strangers traveling the same distance.

We arrived at the hamburger restaurant that Shen Mingzhu mentioned.

"Good afternoon, sir, what can I do for you?"

Pei Yang, who didn't understand English, glanced at Pei Ziheng, and his intention was obvious.

However, Pei Ziheng was like a saw-mouthed gourd, pursing his lips and saying nothing.

The atmosphere was very awkward for a while.

Until the waiter brought out a special color-printed menu specifically for foreign tourists.

Pei Yang was overjoyed. He pointed at the pictures on the menu and started to operate, "This, this, and this..."

"Ok, no problem."

Different from domestic fast food, all dishes in this hamburger restaurant are prepared freshly, and it takes a certain amount of time to serve.

While waiting, Pei Ziheng planned to go to the store next door to buy pizza.

"give me money."

Pei Yang said, "You've got to ask me for help too." "You're rich, so just buy it yourself."

Of course Pei Ziheng had money, but the problem was that he didn't bring his wallet when he went out, and Pei Yang knew that.

His original intention was to make his son admit his mistake to him.

However, Pei Ziheng just gave him a cold look and turned to leave the hamburger shop.

Pei Yang thought Pei Ziheng was going home to get money, so he followed him out.

He planned to secretly go to the pizza shop and buy the meal while his son went home to get money, deliberately to irritate his son.

No matter how old a man is, he can't change his childish side in front of his family.

However, to his surprise, Pei Ziheng did not go back to the apartment to get the money, but went straight into the pizza shop.

You little bastard, you actually took money secretly?
Pei Yang followed into the pizza shop curiously, wanting to confirm his guess, but he saw Pei Ziheng chatting with the owner in gibberish, and then using the paper and pen provided by the owner to quickly write a bunch of English words on the paper that he couldn't understand.

After reading what Pei Ziheng wrote, the shop owner happily gave a thumbs up:

“Wow, that’s great!”

Pei Yang understood this sentence.

He also taught himself English in his spare time, but he had no talent for languages. After studying for several years, he was only at the level of a first-grade primary school student and could only barely understand and speak a few short sentences.

"What did you just say?"

After the owner entered the kitchen, Pei Yang couldn't help but talk to his son out of curiosity.

The latter did not read the message and gave him a cold back.

……

When Pei Yang got the ordered lunch from the hamburger shop, Pei Ziheng was also holding a pizza and a bunch of other dishes, and was warmly escorted out the door by the owner.

Pei Yang: "..."

"Oh, you are really promising. You can eat for free even abroad."

Facing Pei Yang's ridicule, Pei Ziheng rolled his eyes unceremoniously: "You think I am you, a man who can only talk big. I earned this meal with my brain."

"How do you make money?"

"I won't tell you."

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to listen!"

"You can't listen even if you want to. Even if you use your brain for 800 years, you won't be able to figure out how I make money."

"You are so powerful, why don't you go to heaven?"

"Leave me alone."

The father and son bickered all the way back to the apartment.

Shen Mingzhu had already learned the whole story of the quarrel between the father and son from her daughter. Seeing the father and son coming back angrily, she did not say anything to expose them.

She told the father and daughter to set the table in the living room, and asked her son to follow her into the kitchen to get the tableware.

After entering the kitchen, Shen Mingzhu closed the sliding door.

"Did you have a fight with dad?" Pei Ziheng frowned, looking uncomfortable. "He was the one who got angry first."

Shen Mingzhu rubbed his head. "It's wrong for Dad to lose his temper, but we can't deny his contribution to the family just because he did something wrong. Think about how good your dad was to you when you were little. He bought you whatever you wanted, carried you on his back when you were tired, made you a scooter, and prepared birthday surprises. He is your dad, so you should give him some face, okay?"

Childhood memories came like a tide that washed away the barriers lingering in his heart, and guilt slowly surfaced on Pei Ziheng's cheeks.

"Mom, I know I was wrong. I will give in to Dad and not quarrel with him in the future."

Shen Mingzhu said graciously, "We are all ordinary people and we all have our own little emotions, but we must learn to manage our emotions and not use bad emotions to hurt the people around us. You have to know that the people you can hurt are those who truly care about you."

Pei Ziheng nodded heavily.

in the living room.

Pei Yang placed various lunch items on the coffee table for easy access, while staring at the kitchen door and whispering to himself:
If there is something you can't finish talking about, just close the door and say it.

The sliding door is not soundproof, and I can hear the mother and son talking inside, but I can't make out clearly what they are saying.

"Dad, help me open it."

Pei Yang took the can handed to him by his daughter and paused as he was about to open the pull ring.

"Haha, Dad, you're soaked!"

Amid Pei Tang's joyful laughter, Pei Yang calmly opened his voice and shouted towards the kitchen: "Wife, my clothes are wet!"

Shen Mingzhu pushed open the kitchen door and couldn't help laughing when she saw the man with soda sprayed all over his head and face.

"You're so grown up, but you're so careless even when opening a soda bottle."

Pei Yang glanced at his son who was following Shen Mingzhu with the bowls and chopsticks, and snorted, "You guys eat first, I'll go to the bathroom to wash up."

Then he got up and went to the bathroom.

Shen Mingzhu looked at his back and reminded him, "Why don't you go in and change your clothes?"

"Help me find it."

"You guys eat first, don't worry about him."

While Shen Mingzhu was talking to the brother and sister, she opened the suitcase and found a set of clean clothes. After thinking for a while, she took out a pair of underwear and tucked it inside the clothes, then brought it to the bathroom door.

When she knocked on the door, the bathroom door opened a crack.

Shen Mingzhu handed the clothes in through the crack in the door, but was unexpectedly pulled in by the man.

"What are you doing?"

Staring at the man who was naked except for his underwear, Shen Mingzhu said angrily in a low voice.

Pei Yang blocked the door with his body, not letting her go out. "I'm not happy either, why don't you comfort me?"

Shen Mingzhu was speechless, "You are already an adult, and you are still arguing with your own son?"

"This brat has no respect for his elders, and you still pamper him and coax him. So I deserve to be bullied, right?"

"It's not a big deal, it's just buying a house. You don't have to buy it for me. I'll buy it for you."

As she spoke, she stuffed the clothes in her hand into the man's arms, used her free hands to wrap around the man's strong and hot waist, and said in a soft voice: "What kind of house do you like?"

"I don't want it, lest people say I'm a gigolo."

Shen Mingzhu stretched out her hand to hook the man's upturned neck, stood on tiptoe and gave him a sweet kiss, "Do you want to eat it?"

"eat."

After answering, he lowered his head and wanted to kiss her, but was pushed away by Shen Mingzhu.

"If you want to eat, change your clothes and come out quickly."

After saying that, she opened the bathroom door and went out, considerately closing the door for him.

Pei Yang: "..."

Isn't it said that you are a gigolo?
……

By the time Pei Yang changed his clothes and went out, the mother and her two children had already started eating.

The rectangular coffee table served as the dining table. Shen Mingzhu and Pei Tang sat on one side, and Pei Ziheng sat on the other.

Next to Pei Ziheng was a set of clean dishes and chopsticks, obviously prepared for him.

Pei Yang hadn't decided whether to sit next to his son or take his bowl and chopsticks and sit on the other side of the coffee table, but Pei Ziheng picked up a can of fruit beer and handed it to him. (End of this chapter)