Master, do you believe in love?Spit out two hundred on the car!

Chapter 227 It’s okay for you to call her mom

Cao Chengren also seemed to sense everyone's gaze and shook his head.

"This is where we are, keep watching!"

Lu Chen continued to look at the phone screen and read:
"There was a man who was dirty, and then he fainted. What disease did he have?"

The two photographers were stunned before they could think about it.

Cao Chengren blurted out the answer.

"Unclean!"

Everyone: "..."

"Nine of the ten alleys ahead are filled with killing machines. How are you going to survive?"

Based on the previous ideas, everyone roughly understood the meaning of the question.

The corners of the photographer's mouth twitched and he looked at Cao Chengren with difficulty.

“Looking for the right alley???”

Cao Chengren nodded with the same difficulty.

When Lu Chen heard these outrageous answers, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

"This homophonic joke will deduct money!"

The viewers in the live broadcast room were also shocked by these outrageous answers.

[(laughing and crying) Hahaha!I didn’t expect that No. [-]’s parents were quite interesting, and they would even do brain teasers to urge them to get married! 】

[Come on, what’s so interesting about this!I sent my dad a Happy Father's Day before and asked him what gift he wanted, but he told me that he wanted me to bring someone back! 】

[(Gotou) Be open-minded. At least your dad didn’t say he wanted a partner from you! 】

[It’s really every generation’s nightmare. I was so annoyed that I rented a girlfriend home for [-] yuan a day. I only rented it for two hours, but she still charged me [-] yuan! 】

【? ? ?Is your service upstairs serious?Where is the address? 】

【…】

The atmosphere in the car also became silent.

Cao Chengren looked at the people in front of him with a difficult expression, extremely bitter.

"Now, you understand how I feel..."

Everyone nodded in unison and fell silent.

This suffocating feeling of daily chatting that urges marriage all the time came all over the place, making everyone feel breathless.

The photographer also patted Cao Chengren on the shoulder with sympathy, sighed and comforted him.

"Well, don't be too sad."

"Let me tell you, it's still a matter of method of operation!"

Cao Chengren suddenly became furious when he heard what the photographer said.

"Don't stand and talk without your back hurting. I'm going to put you through this. Can you bear it?"

"Look at this! I mean you just didn't find the right method!"

With that said, the photographer immediately took out his mobile phone.

With a very unconvinced look on his face, he called his father.

"Toot. Toot."

After about ten seconds, the call was answered.

"Hey?"

A deep male voice came from the other end of the phone, with a strong northern Shaanxi dialect accent.

When he heard the call was connected, the photographer decisively turned on the speakerphone and greeted the other end of the phone.

"Dad! How are you doing lately?"

There was silence for a while before a voice came from the other end of the phone.

"It's good. I've been a little busy doing errands at home lately!"

When the photographer heard this, he was stunned for a while, and a trace of surprise immediately flashed on his face.

"Ah? Has any relative of our family left?"

"Yes! Your mother's second uncle's grandfather's great-great-grandson is gone!"

When the photographer heard this, he took a deep breath and asked quickly.

"Hey! How's the relationship between our family and those over there? How about we give more?"

The phone was silent for a while, and then the voice came again.

"It's okay! Our family also gave it to us!"

The photographer also hurriedly expressed concern:
"Who am I who is leaving? What is my name and how old am I?"

"The person who left is your mother and your father's child. His name is Zhang San. He is 25 this year!"

When the photographer heard this, he nodded in realization. "Oh! So your name is Zhang San! You said it's a coincidence that he has the same name as me."

"It's my mom and my dad..."

The words stopped suddenly, and the photographer froze suddenly, looking at the phone, and suddenly became a little anxious.

"Dad! I'm still alive! Why did I die?"

"Hmph! I've been raising a pig for more than 20 years and it can give me a few piglets anyway. It's a good thing that you are such a big living person. After 25 years, you know how to eat, drink and sleep!"

"Do you know the difference between you and a pig?"

"Even if the pig hadn't been castrated, it would have been like a cabbage!"

Photographer: "..."

Cao Chengren couldn't help laughing when he heard the greetings from Zhang San's father on the other end of the phone.

"Hahaha! San'er. Are you the only one who has the nerve to teach?"

"You still have the nerve to say that there is something wrong with my operation, but your operation is fine?"

The photographer was laughed at by Cao Chengren, and his face turned green and red.

Somewhat unable to hang on, I asked at the other end of the phone:

"Dad! If I can't find a partner, won't I be your child?"

"Don't call me dad! Don't call me dad until you find someone. Call me Uncle Wang. Your real dad is dead!"

Photographer: "..."

At this time, thunderous laughter erupted in the car.

Lu Chen held his stomach and kept patting the photographer's shoulders, almost laughing to the point of tears.

"Hahaha! San'er! Was your father a cross talk actor from Deyun Club before? Why is he so clumsy?"

"That's right! It's hard to rush into marriage these days without any plot, right?"

The photographer and Cao Chengren looked at their hilarious partners, their mouths twitching involuntarily, with a bitter expression on their faces.

Faced with the ridicule of the crowd, the photographer raised his index finger and shushed.

"Shh! Don't talk, the next thing is the important thing!"

The photographer released his hand covering the phone again, with a smile on his lips.

"Dad! Isn't that the right partner! I've found it!"

A voice of surprise immediately came from the other end of the phone.

"Really?"

"Where is that girl from? How old is she? When will you bring her back to meet her?"

On the other end of the phone, Father Zhang seemed impatient.

The questions came like a barrage.

There was a smile on the corner of the photographer's mouth, and he seemed to be sure of victory.

"Three years older!"

The other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, and the voice came again.

"Three years older than you? That's okay. As the saying goes, female juniors hold gold bricks! I'm not the kind of stubborn parent!"

The photographer smiled even more when he heard this.

"She's not three years older than me, but three years older than you. Do you know Aunt Zhang from our village? She seems to be your senior sister!"

The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became shrill.
"what???"

"Did you talk to her???"

"She is more than 20 years older than you!"

"No, no, no! Absolutely not!"

The person on the other end of the phone refused immediately.

The photographer's smile became even brighter.

"Ouch! Isn't this what you said? We must talk about one this year! Didn't I talk about it?"

"Besides, you asked me not to choose. Why is age not a problem, as long as there is love?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time, and the tone became very helpless.

"But...at her age, you can call her mom..."

"It's okay, I believe as long as there is love..."

Before the photographer could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

"No! I said it's okay for you to call him mom, not your age..."

(End of this chapter)