The officialdom of rebirth

His son was at home, of course Chen Yang didn't dare to be too presumptuous. After hugging his beloved wife and teasing him for a while, he kissed Fang Qing's white and round earlobe lightly, and then let go. Crispy Fang Qing.

As soon as Fang Qing regained her freedom, she quickly tidied up the clothes messed up by Chen Yang, and then quickly glanced towards the kitchen door with a guilty conscience. Finally, she didn't see her baby son, so she breathed a sigh of relief and patted Twice the towering chest, then turned his face, gave Chen Yang a reproachful look, and spat with a flushed face: "You too, if Xiao Jun sees it, my son will laugh at me as a mother." ?" Then he stretched out his hand and pushed Chen Yang, "Come on, my lord, get out quickly, I can't do anything if you stay here."

Chen Yang had a smile on his face, but he just refused to leave, and said with a smile: "Although I can't cook, but it's still okay to help you, wash the vegetables, and chop the bones?"

As soon as the words fell, he really rolled up the cuffs of his shirt. First, he washed the fresh vegetables that Fang Qing had just bought twice in the sink next to Fang Qing, and then quickly picked up the fresh vegetables that Fang Qing had just placed on the cutting board. Take the kitchen knife on the table, and chop up the fresh ribs "snatching".

It was the first time for Fang Qing to see the old man of the Chen family helping in the kitchen. For some reason, when she saw Chen Yang's slightly unfamiliar movements, she felt a warm feeling in her heart unconsciously, and her nose was slightly touched. A little sour, for a while, I forgot to drive out this guy who was getting more and more helpful.

Soon, Chen Yang finished chopping the ribs and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand.He turned around with a smile, and was about to speak when he saw Fang Qing staring at him in a daze with reddish eye circles.

"Xiaoqing, what's the matter?" Chen Yang asked with concern, and was about to put his hand on Fang Qing's face.

Only then did Fang Qing come back to her senses, and said coquettishly, "Oh, your hands are so dirty." She quickly glanced aside her pretty face, avoiding Chen Yang's big greasy hand, but quietly took the back of her hand and lightened it. He rubbed the corners of his eyes lightly a few times.

Then she didn't dare to look at Chen Yang again.Quickly turn on the fire and stir-fry the vegetables.

Chen Yang didn't leave either.Instead, she kept watching Fang Qing's busy work from the sidelines, occasionally helping to hand over some side dishes such as tomatoes, green onions, ginger and garlic, or making fun of her from the sidelines.all in all.Wait until Fang Qing makes the last fish head clear soup.He just left the kitchen with Fang Qing with this bowl of extremely delicious fish head soup.

Little Fang Jun practiced calligraphy in the study honestly. When Fang Qing asked him to come down for dinner, the little guy was finally out of the sea of ​​suffering.He went downstairs depressed.

Fang Qing didn't do much for lunch, it was a very simple three dishes and one soup, two meat and two vegetarian nutrition.

Chen Yang's taste is relatively strong, and he didn't realize that these dishes were either steamed or stewed when the dishes were on the table. They seemed to be completely different from Fang Qing's previous tastes, but he knew that Fang Qing's meals were endless Hot or not.So he asked subconsciously: "Xiaoqing, I just realized that you have made these dishes a little bland? Can you get used to eating this?"

While feeding the father and son, Fang Qing twitched her lips and replied casually: "You think I think, these are the recipes arranged by Mr. Zhang for Xiaojun. Xiaojun is growing up now, so he must ensure balanced nutrition. .”

Chen Yang sweated a lot, glanced at Fang Qing, and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it.

But Xiao Fangjun complained with a little bitter face: "Mom, can you ask that auntie to change the recipe, I eat these dishes every day, if you don't get tired of me, I will get tired of it."

With a pretty face, Fang Qing put a big bowl of rice in front of little Fang Jun, and scolded, "Go, you're the only one who talks too much!"

Xiao Fangjun hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to face his mother's anger, but secretly gave his father an aggrieved look, as if he was complaining, dad, you can see, how does my mother treat me?

Chen Yang is also very helpless, maybe he can say whatever he wants in other aspects, even reprimand Fang Qing, but only in terms of how to educate his son and take care of his son's daily life, as a father, he has no say at all.

However, seeing his son's pitiful appearance, he still couldn't help but tentatively opened his mouth: "Xiaoqing, the child has a bit of a mouth, so it's completely unnecessary for you to follow such a rote formula." I think it’s okay to change the taste once in a while…”

"no!"

Fang Qing interrupted Chen Yang's words without hesitation, with a completely non-negotiable expression. Obviously, once the son's issue was involved, Fang Qing, who had always been lazy and unfunny, would immediately become an idiot. She is like a mother animal who protects her calf. As long as she believes that it is good for her son's growth, she must strictly implement it, and no matter what anyone says, it won't work.

Seeing Fang Qing like this, Chen Yang felt very helpless. He originally wanted to make a suggestion at the dinner table, how about giving Xiaojun a vacation in the afternoon and the family of three go to the beach to play, but he probably couldn't say Fang Qing didn't bother to mention it anymore.

On the other hand, Xiao Fangjun remembered this all the time. When he was almost full, he saw that his father had not moved, so he couldn't help but whispered to his mother: "Mom, just now Dad said that he would take us to the beach this afternoon. Let's play, do you think it will work?"

"Whatever you want!" Fang Qing rejected her son's request without thinking, and said with a look of hesitation, "Xiaojun, you, don't keep thinking about playing, besides, it's not the weekend today, and according to the course You have to practice the piano for two hours in the afternoon, how can you have time to go to the beach."

Before the summer vacation, Fang Qing had already packed her son's timetable, such as painting, calligraphy, music, fitness, etc., made little Fang Jun even busier than when he was in school, that is, she would not be able to do it until the weekend. She will allow her son to take two days off, and in these two days, she will basically take her son to see some operas, concerts and other performances that have a strong taste of petty bourgeoisie that the old man herself likes to watch. As for Xiao Fangjun, these holidays are simply torture. He thought that he could relax when he came to Huahai's father, but who would have thought that his mother is still the same, there is no room for accommodation.

Xiao Fangjun has nothing to do.He could only cast a pleading look at Chen Yang again.

Seeing his son's pitiful appearance, Chen Yang seemed to be thinking of his sad childhood. He shook his head secretly, coughed dryly, and persuaded, "Uh, that, Xiaoqing..."

Before Chen Yang could start talking, Fang Qing directly cut off the father and son's thoughts, and interrupted with a pretty face: "Chen Yang, stop talking. I know what you want to say. Humph, thanks to you, you should be As for the father, can't you think more about our son? He thinks about playing all day long, so what can he do in the future?"

When Chen Yang heard this, he also got a little angry.He put down his chopsticks and said, "Why don't I think about my son? Isn't it just taking my son to the beach? What's the big deal? I don't believe that he will be worthless in the future if he doesn't practice the piano for an hour or two less La?"

If it's on anything else.Chen Yang lost his temper like this.Fang Qing must have softened immediately, but on the issue of her son's education, Fang Qing did not give up an inch.Although she knew that Chen Yang was a little unhappy at the moment, she still insisted: "Anyway, if I say no, I won't!"

Seeing that he couldn't scare Fang Qing even if he was scared, Chen Yang was completely speechless now. He put the bowl down in frustration, and then got up.

"What are you doing, are you full already?" Fang Qing stopped her chopsticks and asked in a daze.

"What else to eat, I'm full of gas, okay, you two eat slowly, I'll go upstairs to check a document." After finishing speaking, Chen Yang turned and left the restaurant.

"Hey......"

Fang Qing yelled, but didn't stop Chen Yang, she could only vent her anger on her stunned son, and scolded: "Xiaojun, what are you looking at, ignore your dad, hurry up and give me something to eat, listen Have you arrived yet?" While talking, he picked up a large piece of fish head and stuffed it into his son's bowl.

"Oh."

Xiao Fangjun lowered his head and answered in a low voice, but he thought with some guilt in his heart, did he hurt his father this time?Will daddy dislike me?

Of course, Chen Yang didn't have any important documents to read. In fact, he turned around and went back to the master bedroom upstairs. He lay on the bed without taking off his pants, lit a cigarette, and started to smoke.

He wasn't really angry with Fang Qing, but he still felt that although such an education method was for the benefit of the child, it still had to give the child time to breathe?He really didn't want the tragic experience of his childhood to repeat itself on his son.

If the son is not around, it's nothing if he can't see it, it's pure if he can't see it, but seeing his son's pitiful appearance, he can't bear it anymore.The way she put on the dinner table before was nothing more than trying to force Fang Qing to submit.

But Chen Yang waited and waited for more than an hour. He almost fell asleep in bed, and Fang Qing returned to the master bedroom upstairs.

Fang Qing had already taken a fragrant hot bath at some point, and now she changed into a satin nightgown, holding a large white towel in her hand, and while wiping her wet hair, she walked to the bed, Kneeling down and pinching Chen Yang's thigh, he chuckled lightly and said, "Hehe, are you still angry with me?"

"Xiaoqing, I'm not angry with you, but you can talk about it yourself. Anyway, I, Chen Yang, am also the head of the family. I can't see and can't control how you educate your children, but you have to leave me some time in front of your children." Face?" Chen Yang replied with an uneasy face.

"Hehe, I know you are Secretary Chen, and you are the eldest master of the Chen family. The little girl will apologize to you, Master Chen now. You, Master Chen, have a lot, so don't worry about it with me, the little girl?" Fang Qing Deliberately teasing Chen Yang with a delicate voice, while speaking, stretched out a slender hand and slowly stroked the sensitive part of Chen Yang's leg.

To say that Fang Qing is not at all defensive in front of her own man, not only her clothes are cool and revealing, her tone is charming and soft, her movements are also extremely bold and ambiguous, she pulled Chen Yang's trouser chain away in two or three strokes.

Chen Yang couldn't bear her tricks, thinking that he had to talk to her well, so he forcibly suppressed those thoughts that shouldn't appear, at least not for the time being, and stretched out his hand to block Fang Qing's intrusion. The warm little hand touched the base of his thigh, frowning anxiously and said: "Xiaoqing, don't do this with me, I'm here to tell you something!"

"Hehe, master, you really don't want me to serve you?" Fang Qing chuckled softly, talking about him from left to right, and at the same time, instead of giving up, she threw the big towel in her hand on the carpet casually. When he made a move, he even loosened Chen Yang's belt even more, and then took off Chen Yang's underpants boldly, and then a warm little hand grabbed Chen Yang somewhere.

"Hey! Hey! You..." Chen Yang's lower body turned cold and immediately warmed up again, and hurriedly stopped him, "Xiaoqing, you, wait a moment, don't do these things, okay, I have business to do I want to discuss it with you!"

"Master, why can't you talk about your business later? Hehe, I don't want to listen to your serious business right now..."

Fang Qing raised her head and glanced at Chen Yang with seductive eyes, turned over on the bed while talking, and lay on Chen Yang's lap, slightly pursing her rosy lips, but her hands didn't seem to stop at all.

Chen Yang's mind was a little messed up, knowing that if he didn't stop this unrestrained goblin, he would be doomed, so he hurriedly said: "No, Xiaoqing, isn't my son still at home, you, you don't do it..."

Fang Qing secretly chuckled, giggling, this dead man, can he still pretend?But the mouth was extremely delicate and said: "Hehe, if you go back to the master, the young master has already fallen asleep, and now he will come to serve you, the master..."

After saying that, her face turned slightly red, but she still opened her mouth lightly, lowered her head, and slowly took the hard part into her mouth...

"Hey, Xiaoqing, wait..."

Before Chen Yang finished speaking, his lower body stiffened in an instant, and he couldn't say a word. At the same time, there was a "boom" in his mind, "It's ruined, it's ruined, this time it's really ruined!"

.......

When the two woke up, it was already 03:30 in the afternoon.

Chen Yang went to the bathroom to take a shower in good spirits, and then went to Xiaojun's bedroom next door with satisfaction. He pushed open the door, but he didn't see Xiaojun's figure. He was secretly surprised, and then raised his foot and walked towards the piano room. go.

When I arrived at the piano room, I saw that my sad son had already started the hard-fought trainee training course, and was sitting in front of the piano in front of a thick sheet music, silently. playing Beethoven's First Symphony.

Seeing the little guy's meticulous and serious appearance, Chen Yang shook his head secretly, as if seeing himself back then. (To be continued..)