Aoba Office

Yu Chuanfeng just called "Dad", and something seemed to be said excitedly on the phone, making him stop talking. After a minute or two, he answered: "I was on my way home. I met an older brother and sister and they sent me back. Well, I'm fine. This is the older brother's phone number."

After a few seconds, Yu Chuanfeng looked at the woman with some embarrassment.

The woman looked puzzled. She waited for Yu Chuanfeng to hand over the phone before she realized what she was doing and took the phone.

I couldn't hear the voice on the other end of the phone, but judging from the woman's embarrassed response, it must be Yukawamine's father who was constantly thanking her.

After saying a few words, the woman hurriedly handed the phone to Yu Chuanfeng again.

Yu Chuanfeng felt much more relaxed. After saying a few words to his father, he hung up the phone.

"Thank you..." Yu Chuanfeng whispered.

The woman pushed Yu Chuanfeng's head, looking at her expression, she seemed very embarrassed.

When I was in college, I met such a classmate. He looks rude on the outside, but shy on the inside. You will feel at a loss when praising and thanking others.

The van bumped and bumped, and finally arrived at the community where Yu Chuanfeng lived.

Yu Chuanfeng's father was waiting at the gate of the community with an anxious look on his face.

The moment Yu Chuanfeng saw his father, his eyes turned red.

The car stopped and the woman opened the door of the van. The car door was a little stuck, and she kicked it roughly before it was fully opened.

Yu Chuanfeng's father looked over.

The woman did not get out of the car, but gave way and pushed Yu Chuanfeng out of the car.

When the father and son reunited, they both felt as if they had just experienced separation, and they hugged each other excitedly.

I drifted out of the car and turned around to see the van restarting with the door still open. The car's engine was like an old man with bad lungs coughing desperately.

Yu Chuanfeng and his son reacted and wanted to stop the car, but the classic car started smoothly and drove forward with great trembling. Even worse, it was still a car, and the father and son failed to catch up.

"Remember the license plate, remember the license plate...C92..." Yu Chuanfeng's father shouted.

Yu Chuanfeng repeated quickly.

The joy of reunion was diluted, and the two remembered the license plate carefully. Yu Chuanfeng's father took out his mobile phone and recorded the license plate character by character into the notepad of his mobile phone.

"Okay." He put away his phone and looked at Yu Chuanfeng with a less joyful expression, replaced by a serious face.

He pressed Yu Chuanfeng's head and scolded: "What are you thinking, you brat! If you don't like the food cooked by Grandma Wu, just run away from home! Do you know that your uncle and aunt are frightened? They didn't fall asleep all night. Your cousin was beaten by your uncle. He has never been beaten since he was a child. Look at you! Your mother and I were so shocked when we got the call in the middle of the night. I’m not scared anymore. The two of us rushed back overnight, ran to the police station, and stared at the surveillance cameras... you..."

As he spoke, his voice began to become astringent, and he couldn't speak anymore.

Yu Chuanfeng lowered his head and silently followed his father forward.

The two were quiet for a while before his father spoke again.

"Your uncle and aunt are waiting at home. You should apologize to them properly, okay?"

Yu Chuanfeng raised his head and wanted to say something, but finally shut up and gave a muffled response.

When I heard Yu Chuanfeng's father's words, my heart skipped a beat.

I didn't know which floor Yu Chuanfeng's family lived on, so I followed them and entered the corridor.

There is a faint yin atmosphere on the first floor.

I remembered the grandmother Yu Chuanfeng met at the beginning of the dream.

I only felt the Yin Qi, but I didn't see the couple taking the elevator to the ninth floor.

There are four households on one floor.

I saw Zheng Wei's figure in an open door, and then I determined Yu Chuanfeng's home.

I took the lead and walked in front of the father and son.

The woman who came out passed through my body, hugging Yu Chuanfeng and laughing and crying, with scolding words on her lips.

Zheng Wei and his wife did not rush out. The two people standing in the entrance showed a relaxed expression of sighing with relief.

They didn't do anything alarming.

The sound of a family talking at the door attracted the attention of the neighbors.

Only one house opened the door, and the person who opened the door was a middle-aged woman who asked a few questions with concern.

Zheng Wei reminded him, and then Yu Chuanfeng and his family entered the house.

I looked at the neighbor and there was no problem.

When I entered Yukawa Mine's home, the key point was that I walked around the kitchen and didn't see any problematic ingredients.

The kitchen was kept spotless and nothing was left outside. This is probably not due to mysophobia, but because my family has been away for a long time and they have packed everything away.

Zheng Wei and his wife just sat for a while, and after listening to Yu Chuanfeng's low apology, they said goodbye and left.

So far, no issues.

I couldn't help but frown.

Yu Chuanfeng's cell phone was lost, and his family called the police after he disappeared.

Yu Chuanfeng's father said he had to deal with these matters. The card for the mobile phone was applied for using his ID card, and he was required to cancel the report to the police station.

Yu Chuanfeng and his mother stayed at home.

The door closed, and the mother and son chatted for a while.

Yu Chuanfeng did not dare to talk about supernatural things, so he could only pretend to be autistic and accept his mother's nagging and accusations.

His mother talked for a while, looked at the empty table, got up and went to the kitchen.

"...You kid is so serious. Don't think this matter will just go away like this. We will go see your fifth grandma tomorrow, and then treat your uncle's family to dinner. Please apologize to me. It's really hard for you to cause so much trouble to others. ...You are not a child. You are already a teenager, so you should be more sensible. Even a four or five-year-old kid will be beaten by his parents if he throws his rice bowl down while eating. You were not so picky when you were a child. Dai Viet is ignorant..."

As she spoke, she took out the electric kettle from the cabinet and started boiling water.

When a pot of water was boiling, she scalded the kettle and the cup, then boiled the second pot.

"...Did you watch any cartoons? Or play some games? Did you play in an Internet cafe outside?"

While talking, Yu Chuanfeng's mother looked at Yu Chuanfeng suspiciously.

Behind her, an electric kettle was boiling water.

"Who sent you back? Did you meet some bad people outside?"

Yu Chuanfeng argued: "No. I just met them yesterday. They let me stay for one night and cooked me a meal at noon..."

His mother came back to him, picked up his clothes and smelled them.

Yu Chuanfeng's face turned green and he was a little panicked.

"What's the matter with the smell of alcohol on your body? Yu Chuanfeng, please tell me clearly what you did outside this night!" Yu Chuanfeng's mother was furious.

"Nothing to do, just sleep..."

"You haven't done anything and you smell like alcohol?! You won't tell me, right? OK! I'll call your dad now! Have you memorized the license plate number? He went to the police station just in time to ask someone to check what he was doing. . Let me tell you, Yu Chuanfeng, if you dare to be a bad person, I will break your legs first! There is no bad person in our family, your grandpa's family!" Yu Chuanfeng's mother was furious.

"I, I drank by myself! I drank secretly by myself, and they found me! They found me and took care of me all night!" Yu Chuanfeng said anxiously.

"Do you think your mother is a fool? Okay, you said you drank by yourself, where did you drink?" Yu Chuanfeng's mother did not hang up the phone.

"Food stall, roadside food stall! Mom, what are you doing!" Yu Chuanfeng reached out to grab the phone.

I watched with fear, fearing that something might happen to these two people during the fight.

The phone was connected, and the mother and son were noisy.

I don’t know what Yu Chuanfeng’s father said, but his mother gradually died down.

Yu Chuanfeng yelled: "Why are you blaming others? It's all my fault, okay? It's all my fault!"

He rushed back to his room and closed the door with a bang.