The Prodigal Son: I Can Foresee the Future

The weather in the capital is unpredictable, and a heavy rain can fall at any time.

The originally dry ground was not completely wet after a while.

The pedestrians on the road hurriedly looked for a place to shelter from the rain, and the two-wheeled electric vehicles didn't know where to get raincoats.

There was a strong wind outside the hotel, with lightning and thunder. The originally starry sky became extremely dark in the blink of an eye.

However, as the heavy rain fell, it also brought a touch of coolness to the hot temperature.

The atmosphere in the living room was a little subtle.

Everyone sat on the huge sofa and leather stool, including Chen Jia who had already come out of the room.

Everyone was silent, but not embarrassed.

"Ahem, that... It's really unfortunate. I didn't check the weather forecast when I came here. The rain came too quickly."

It was still Lin Chengguo who spoke first: "You don't know, my relatives, what I hated most before was rainy days. I couldn't do anything and could only stay at home."

"What about now?" Lin Ming asked.

"Now... it's okay. It feels good to have rain, don't you think so?" Lin Chengguo said.

"Yes, yes, yes..." Chen Anying nodded repeatedly.

It was clear who was right and who was wrong in today's incident.

It was his daughter who was making trouble, but Lin Ming had the patience to coax her.

Xuanxuan was so young, she would definitely not lie.

It seems that during this period of time...

Lin Ming suffered a lot of torture and grievances under the clutches of Chen Jia?

Obviously this is a good thing.

But Chen Anying and his wife inexplicably felt that Lin Ming was a little pitiful, and they felt a little distressed for him.

But then again.

After all, Chen Jia was a woman. Even if she was a little bit fierce, Chen Anying and his wife would not teach her a lesson in public.

So.

Looking at Lin Ming's hopeless look, the old couple really wanted to laugh, but they were too embarrassed to laugh.

"In the past, we were farming at home. Occasionally, it would rain to irrigate the crops, but if it rained for a long time, it would affect the harvest. Of course, you and my mother don't like rain."

Lin Ming said: "But now it's good. We don't need to farm. There are people to pick us up on weekdays. We can go wherever we want. If we don't have any worries, our mood will naturally be good. When we are in a good mood, everything will be beautiful."

"That's the truth!"

Lin Chengguo smiled and shook his head: "But people like us are just worthless. If we don't farm, we always feel like something is missing in our hearts."

"No pursuit?" Chen Jia said.

"Yes, Chen Jia is right, I have no pursuit!" Lin Chengguo's eyes lit up.

"Dad, you are wrong."

Chen Jia said: "How old are you and my mom? How could we not pursue anything? Watching Xuanxuan grow up, and then letting her eat whatever she wants and drink whatever she wants, and even holding grandchildren in the future, isn't that all pursuit?"

"If you feel homesick and want to go back to your hometown, then tell me and Lin Ming, we promise to book a flight ticket as soon as possible and accompany you back!"

Lin Chengguo was afraid that Chen Jia would misunderstand.

He waved his hand and said: "That's not what I meant. The food and drinks here are good and everything is convenient. Why miss your hometown! This is not the end of the conversation, Chen Jia, don't think too much."

Without waiting for Chen Jia to speak.

Lin Chengguo asked again: "I just heard Xuanxuan say this, and I haven't asked you properly. What did Lin Ming do to make you angry? Tell me, I will help you vent your anger!"

Chen Jia's smile froze, and a little embarrassment flashed in her beautiful eyes.

What the hell!

Didn't Xuanxuan already say that?

Should I tell Lin Chengguo with a clear conscience that another woman likes your son, so I'm angry?

Isn't this typical of looking for trouble?

She subconsciously looked at Lin Ming. She was obviously waiting for Lin Ming to help her out, but her words were full of threats.

Lin Ming was looking up with his chin, as if he didn't hear anything, which almost pissed Chen Jia off!

"Dad, it's nothing..."

Chen Jia could only smile awkwardly and said, "Look, the weather is so good, what shall we eat for lunch tomorrow?"

Lin Chengguo glanced outside, then slowly uttered a sentence.

"Is the weather good?"

"It will be good tomorrow!"

"I checked the weather forecast, and it will rain even harder tomorrow."

Chen Jia: "..."

"Grandpa, will it rain tomorrow?"

Xuan Xuan's face fell: "It's so annoying, Daddy said he would take me out to play tomorrow!"

"It doesn't matter, we can't go to the Great Wall tomorrow, but we can go to indoor places like museums and Universal Studios, and Daddy will definitely accompany you anyway!" Lin Ming said.

"Then it's a deal, let's make a pinky promise!"

"Make a pinky promise, for a hundred years, don't change!”

……

July 4th.

7:30 in the morning.

“Dad! Dad!”

“You lazy pig, get up quickly!”

“If you don’t get up, I’ll scratch you!”

“Ah!!!”

As soon as Xuanxuan finished speaking, Lin Ming’s shrill scream echoed throughout the room.

“Lin Xuanxuan, what are you doing? !”

“Who told you not to get up? What time is it!” Xuanxuan snorted.

Lin Ming touched his thigh: “Didn’t you say you were going to scratch me? Why did you pull out my hair? It hurts!”

“You have so many anyway, what’s wrong with pulling one? How stingy! "Xuan Xuan pouted.

"I..."

Lin Ming panted heavily, trying to vent his dissatisfaction in this way.

Unfortunately.

Xuan Xuan ignored him.

"What are you two doing so early in the morning? Can't you let me sleep?"

Chen Jia turned over and said in a daze.

"Mr. Chen! Don't sleep either!" Xuan Xuan pinched her waist with both hands.

Chen Jia opened her eyes suddenly: "You little bitch, what did you call me just now?"

"Mr. Chen, doesn't Dad often call me that? "Xuan Xuan shouted.

Lin Ming covered his head with the quilt without saying anything.

He was shot even when he was lying down!

Sure enough.

Not long after, Chen Jia's violent firecrackers came, which made Xuan Xuan very happy.

The family of three played for a while, and finally got out of bed after losing all sleep.

The sky outside was foggy, and heavy rain kept falling from the sky. Some of it hit the glass of the French window, and then turned into a thin stream flowing down.

"What our father said is true, the rain is heavier today."

Chen Jia teased with a hint of meaning: "It must be that some people swore and promised yesterday, which completely angered God, so God gave this warning!"

"What the hell!"

Lin Ming rolled his eyes, wanted to explain but felt powerless, so he simply didn't bother to explain.

"It seems that Miss Chen is in a good mood today? "

Lin Ming hugged Chen Jia and said, "I still remember that you liked rainy and snowy weather the most, and I like it the same way."

Chen Jia smiled and said, "Then let's book a good place for lunch and spend the rainy and cloudy day?"

"Okay!"

"Deal!"