Ling Daikun followed his son tightly. A woman pushed open the iron door of the unit building, and a look of suspicion and vigilance fell on him. Instead, he stopped in fear, made way for her to go down first.

I prayed secretly in my heart. I didn’t see me, I didn’t see me!

In fact, he clearly saw the woman opening his mouth, but heard his son say, "Sister Wang, are you buying vegetables."

"Well, the college student is back." The woman looked at Ling Er and finally nailed her eyes to Ling Daikun. Her eyes were so vicious that she could not tolerate sand.

"Dad, come in quickly." Ling Er said to Ling Daikun, and then smiled at Sister Wang. After Ling Daikun came in, he closed the iron gate.

The house is on the first floor. Ling Daikun's eyes were a little short of his eyes when Ling Er opened the door. He used thin words to describe what's better in the house. Anyway, it just makes people feel comfortable to look at.

The white walls, white floor tiles, beige sofas, brown dining tables, and most importantly, there is such a big TV in the room.

"You go around by yourself. I will turn on the water heater and boil some water. You can take a shower later." Ling Er usually lives in school dormitories. When he is not here, he always turns off the water and electricity. "Do you want to drink water? Open the refrigerator yourself, and there is beer in it."

"You are busy with your own business, I don't have to worry about it," Ling Daikun found a small door in the northeast corner of the living room after walking around the two bedrooms inside. After pulling the latch with his hands twice, he pushed open the door and said loudly, "You have a small courtyard here."

The yard is a glass house, about twenty square meters, and there are some messy items on the ground, including stools, chairs, houseplates, coal balls, brooms, shoes, and woven bags with unknown things piled up around the corner.

The warm sunlight shines down from the glass and shines on people, making them lazy.

He found that there was another door. After he pushed it open again, he found that the door was separated by a flower and was the main road of the community. Many people were riding bicycles, plucking bells, and the drip bells rang.

"It's a good place. You can grow some vegetables here, raise chickens, etc." Ling Daikun was about to turn around and call him son, but he ran into Ling Er's arms.

He is sure now that his son is indeed taller than him, and he is only at his brow now.

"If you want to raise livestock and grow vegetables, there is a lot of land at home, just go home and plant it." Ling Er still wanted to coax him home. He has been so tall in the past two years. He even measured it last month and it was 1.76 meters tall.

He was very pleased, a little higher than in his previous life.

"Can that be the same?" Ling Daikun said angrily.

"What's the difference? If you are willing to go home, you will definitely feel more comfortable than here. You are not worried about it," Ling Er said, "What are you trying to do?"

Couple love?

At that time, you took on the responsibility that a man should have. You can't do things, and you don't do your job every day. As a farmer, you don't know how to serve the farmland. What does it look like?

Now that the person has left, you are anxious, but you can change your temperament slightly, know your shame and be brave, and Ling Er can still feel a little relieved.

But the result was good, the same thing didn't change at all.

"That's your mother!" Ling Daikun couldn't say such words as love and love. He just felt from the bottom of his heart that without women at home, his chest was like a big stone block, and he felt uncomfortable and could not relieve his drinking.

The whole person has lost his soul. Going to find her is the driving force behind his body walking, otherwise he would have wished he would lie in bed all day long.

"Take a shower now, there are shampoo and soap inside," Ling Er threw a stack of clothes to him, "It's all mine. You can wear it first and buy you a new one."

Ling Daikun straightened his clothes, looked at each piece carefully, and then clicked in satisfaction and walked into the bathroom.

Ling Er was brewing tea on the sofa, but he didn't hear any movement inside for a long time. When he opened the door, Ling Daikun was looking at the shower on the top with his hands raised his head.

"You haven't used it in the bathhouse. Everything is there. On the left is hot water and on the right is cold water." Ling Er rotated his hand and tried the water temperature with his hands after he said, "Take off your clothes quickly. After washing, wipe your body clean with a towel. The red one is the towel, wipe your body, and the white one is the footsteps, don't wipe your feet."

He was barefoot in the bathroom, and there was a smell that he couldn't say, and he could hardly hold his breath, so he hurried out.

Before leaving, I could only vaguely hear Ling Daikun say, "Fake clean."

Ling Er turned on the TV, lying on the sofa, closed his eyes and rested. He only occasionally heard important news on the TV, so he looked up.

Ling Daikun walked out of the bathroom barefoot, leaving a string of footprints with water stains behind him. Ling Er sighed and took off the bathroom and living room with a mop.

"The jacket is still new, why don't you wear it?" He felt different when he put it on the blue fur coat.

"I just bought it, but I haven't had time to wear it yet. You should wear it." Ling Er asked, "Do you want to buy a new one?"

"I have it all, what else can I buy? Wasting money."

"Don't change the washing?" Ling Er was about to praise him for his considerateness, but unexpectedly, he said next, "If you have that money, it's better to give it to me."

"Have you eaten for lunch? Let me take you to have something." Ling Er, despite opposition from Ling Daikun, firmly threw his bad-slippers into the trash can, and then tied the garbage bag that was wrapped in the can tightly.

"What a pity to throw it away?" Ling Daikun said with a pity.

"If you don't know, you think you can live a life."

In fact, it is unpredictable to lose one's family.

Ling Er entered the yard, took out four pairs of shoes, put them in front of him and said, "Look at which pair can be worn, you can give it to you."

Ling Daikun tried leather shoes and it seemed that they fit very well.

Finally, I chose a pair of shiny leather shoes to put them on my feet.

Ling Er said, "Whether you are hungry, let's go for a meal."

The two went downstairs again.

He is a regular customer of the restaurant downstairs. The boss is a tall and beautiful woman. If she doesn't say it, no one knows that she is already thirty years old.

Seeing Ling Er come in, he hurriedly greeted, "President Er, what are you eating today?"

"Don't make fun of me, I'm a boss," just because he bought a shop next to him and sells some stationery, books, and electronic products, mainly used as offices for him and Pan Youcheng, "What's new to you?"

"Little Yellow Croiss?" the woman asked tentatively.
Chapter completed!