Thinking of this, Chen Jianwen slowly stopped stroking the tea cup, and his eyes were inexplicably blurry. He didn't know when he and his son started to find topics to talk to.

When he was a child, he would pester himself with questions about this and that, and have endless things to say to him. At that time, in his eyes, his father knew everything and had countless stories hidden in his belly.

The look in his eyes shows admiration, but now...if there is no topic, we rarely even talk when we sit together.

The son I have raised for more than 20 years seems to suddenly be... estranged. He just feels that he is not as close to me as before.

After all, this kid already has a girlfriend and is about to get married. It's really not appropriate to pester him with stories every day.

But... I still miss him when he was a kid, at least he wasn't like now when he asked me to help him refill his gas card with a big face.

Chen Jianwen sighed in his heart. He picked up the teacup and took a big sip. The corner of his mouth was so hot that it twitched. He turned to look at Chen Shuo and said warmly: "Dad is going to tell you a story today. What do you want to hear?"

"???"

Chen Shuo was showing off the sugar orange in his mouth. When he heard these words, he was stunned and had goosebumps all over his body. What's the matter with this gentle tone?

He turned his head mechanically, stared at the old man for a while, and gradually frowned, "Dad, are you okay? Do you want to take you to the hospital?"

He was particularly puzzled. He was already in his twenties, and the old man was just teasing a child. He was also a father and a storyteller. This and this...

"..."

Chen Jianwen ignored him, holding the teacup and shaking his head and sighing. He couldn't go back. His son was still cute when he was a child.

The night outside was dark, the stars were dotted, and a cold wind blew from time to time.

The lights were on in the room, the heater was warm, and it seemed like two different worlds from the outside separated by a wall.

Dishes were placed on the table one after another, and the family gathered around the dining table to prepare for the meal. Chen Jianwen also brought a bottle of white wine out of the study, intending to remember his lovely son who only existed in memories.

"Drink something with me?" He handed over a wine cup and looked at Chen Shuo with raised eyebrows. He could still vaguely see what he looked like when he was a child. Comparing it with now, he always felt that this boy looked disgusting now.

Chen Shuo looked at the wine cup without reaching out to take it. He turned to look at Bai Xiaoqi with questioning eyes.

"What do you see me doing?"

"What do you think?"

"How do I know?" Bai Xiaoqi turned her gaze away and quietly pinched his leg.

This guy... acted as if he didn't let him drink and was very strict about it.

Although it is true that he is not allowed to drink, in this case I will definitely let him drink.

Why should you still look at yourself?

"What do you mean by pinching me, do you want to give in or not?"

"Let." Bai Xiaoqi lowered her head and whispered softly, then stretched out her hand and twisted around his waist.

"Hiss... Dad, I'll drink with you." Chen Shuo twitched the corner of his mouth and reached out to take the wine cup.

"If you ask me, I should just control you. What's the point of drinking?" Wu Yulan said from the side and looked at Chen Jianwen, "You too, drink less!"

"Don't drink too much, just drink whatever you want." Chen Jianwen laughed and suddenly felt empathy when looking at Chen Shuo.

"That's right, I'll drink some with my dad, as much as I can drink from such a small wine cup."

It was said that it was a little, but as he sipped the wine slowly, more than half of the bottle was gone after a while. Chen Shuo didn't like drinking very much, so he drank a little with him, and most of it went into Chen Jianwen's stomach. His face turned red after drinking.

There was a bit of joy on his face, and he looked much more pleased with Chen Shuo.

Excluding the sympathy for being a strict wife, at least this boy can drink with him. If his young son...

I remember that when this kid was in kindergarten, I seemed to have fed him half a cup of white wine, and then he fell asleep for a day.

useless.

Chen Jianwen curled his lips in disgust, picked up the small wine cup and took a sip. He wanted to pour another cup, but when he reached out his hand, he found it empty. Wu Yulan had already taken away the half bottle of wine and put it aside, "Eat food."

"Okay, let's eat food."

Upon seeing this, Chen Shuo also lowered his head to pick up the vegetables and smacked the aroma of wine in his mouth. The wine with more than a thousand dollars was just different.

He obviously didn't drink much, but his face looked redder than Chen Jianwen's.

This is the reason why he doesn't like drinking. Drinking alcohol will hurt his face. But if he drinks a little bit of wine, his face will be as red as a monkey's butt.

I used to go out to have a meal with someone, and a group of people would drink heavily on the grounds that "people who drink get their faces hurt because they drink well." Every time I left the restaurant, I would vomit all sorts of things, and I would tell everyone I met later that I don't know how to drink.

, teetotal.

After eating, Chen Shuo consciously went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. After all, he was a humanoid dishwasher.

But soon he will get rid of this title, because Chen Shuo plans to install a dishwasher in his new house to free up his hands. From now on, he only has to put the dirty dishes in when washing dishes, and he does not have to worry about the rest.

very nice.

Thinking about a bright future, Chen Shuo came out of the kitchen humming a song, picked up his down jacket, raised his chin towards Bai Xiaoqi, "Let's go home."

"Um."

"It's snowy and slippery today, please be careful on the road."

"I know, Auntie."

After going downstairs and coming out of the unit door, Chen Shuo was blown by the cold wind. He tightened the scarf around his neck, took out the pink cat gloves from his pocket, hung them around his neck, and put one hand in to keep warm.

The other hand held her and walked forward slowly.

"Next time, just tell me you know about it and see how my mother reacts."

Bai Xiaoqi didn't answer this question, stared at him twice, and said, "I will punish you when you go home."

"Because I drink?" Chen Shuo frowned, "That's not right. I asked you if you would allow me to drink. It was you who said you would allow me to drink."

"It's just because you asked me if I would give in, that's why I want to punish you."

"If you want to accuse me, there is no excuse. I kept in mind that you didn't let me drink, so I asked for your opinion. But you actually wanted to punish me for this reason. Where is your conscience? Did you let the dog eat it?

?”

"Let you eat it."

Bai Xiaoqi raised her hand and touched the left side of her chest. This is the heart. This guy just ate it last night, and it sucked away his conscience.

Then she touched the right side of her chest, where he had eaten last night, and...there.
Chapter completed!