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169 Male lead script, he is in a hurry(1/2)

He was given the script of the male lead.

So what Song Yu thought by himself.

He experienced his father's failure in business in his early years and became an alcoholic at home, and then he did not rise up.

He grew up with his grandfather.

Although my grandfather has four grandsons, my grandfather has been optimistic about him since he was a child.

He did not disappoint his grandfather's expectations. With his family's decline, he still got into a prestigious university and made his factory on the verge of bankruptcy bigger and stronger.

But now...

Song Yu found out that he seemed to have gotten the wrong script.

He didn't know that her mother actually had so much nonsense.

In just five minutes, she actually repeated one sentence four times.

And she even asked her where her bath towel was?

no...

He is not a pervert or a mama's baby. He is almost 40 years old, so how could he know where his mother's bath towel is?

Also, how could he know which bottle she should use for skin care?

In his opinion, those skin care products are IQ tax. If they really look good, they look good without applying anything. No matter how much they look ugly, they are useless. If they take off makeup, they are still ugly, unless they have plastic surgery.

Therefore, his standard for finding a wife back then was that he could not find plastic surgery monsters.

Therefore, he was quite satisfied with Xiao Chenchen, at least before today.

Finally, he used the excuse of him working overtime, and after dealing with his mother, he was not relieved yet, his son called again.

It is said that the book fee will be paid tomorrow. There is a spring outing the day after tomorrow.

During the spring outing, he didn't know what to bring.

"Whatever you brought in your spring outing before, and what you brought in now." Song Yu felt that one of his head was about to explode.

Child Song: "But my father's things were packed by my mother before. Now I only found a spring outing bag, which is empty inside."

Child Song: "And when I was on the spring outing, my mother would bake biscuits and cakes for me and let me share them with them. I have promised the children to bring them this time, but there are no biscuits now."

Song Yu had a headache: "Then you go and buy it."

Song Yu: "If you don't know where to buy it, let your sister buy it."

Child Song: "But my sister doesn't know where to buy it."

Child Song: "And... I don't know how to do it. Dad, can you tell me?"

Song Yu:!!!

When she heard the topic, Song Yu was reflexive and remembered his part-time job during the day today. He almost trembled his hands and threw his phone directly.

But after taking a deep breath, he remembered that his youngest son is still in elementary school and is not a weird school.

He immediately regained his confidence.

"Yes, you can start the video."

Child Song immediately turned on his phone and showed his cute face.

Seeing his son's face, Song Yu instinctively wanted to praise him.

After all, men make money just to pass on the family line.

But looking at his son's asymmetrical buttons of clothes and messy hair, he couldn't laugh anymore.

"You... are fighting with someone?" he said suspiciously.

Child Song: "No... I'm very good today. I took a shower myself. My hair was blowing myself, Dad, isn't my look very handsome?"

Song Yu:......

Song Yu: He is handsome... handsome!!!

I'm crazy, don't you know he has obsessive-compulsive disorder? Is asymmetry going to anger him to death?

He was so angry that he called his mother again and asked her why she didn't blow her head off the child.

Song's mother is studying her bunch of cosmetics that she can't understand.

Yes.

The cosmetics she bought were not, and they were not in Chinese or English.

It's French and Russian.

She suffered hardships when she was young, but now she has money, so she wants to compensate herself crazy. She doesn’t buy the best things, only the most expensive things, and must buy imported goods.

Her own English is OK, after all, she was a college student of that era.

But she only has English, and she knows nothing about other foreign languages.

After discovering her mother-in-law's habit, Xiao Chenchen took the initiative to submit her to recognize some brands.

But she didn't learn and said that if she knew everything, what would she, her daughter-in-law, do?

Even she didn't allow Xiao Chenchen to help her translate these things and label them.

Because sticking a label will make the bottle look a little low.

So later, for the convenience of her use, Xiao Chenchen had to go to his room every morning and evening to show him the order of using cosmetics twice.

Before leaving this morning, she had actually set up the morning, but at night...

My mother-in-law said that she doesn’t like messy dressing tables. So Xiao Chenchen always put it on the spot while she was taking a shower.

Now that he heard that his son couldn't help him and wanted to quarrel, Song's mother suddenly exploded: "I told you not to go on the show, you insist on going."

"Is it my son? Whoever takes care of his own son will be so annoying."

After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone.

Song Yu:??

Song Yu can argue with his wife and daughter.

But only my mother...

This woman still has a special status in his life.

Although he was irritated, he did not get angry either.

But this calm did not last long, so he couldn't help but become irritable.

"Are you a pig? I've told you the third time, why can you still be wrong?"

"No, is your brain only weighing 10g? This clearly states that it is multiplication sign, why do you want to divide it for him?"

"Song Tianen!! I'm talking to you, where are you looking at?"

"Song Tianen, I just mentioned this question. It is the same as the formula above. Why can you write the above? You won't write this question."

"No, are you deaf?"

“……”

From calm at the beginning to gradual irritability to collapse.

Song Yu suddenly hoped that he hadn't gotten off work yet.

Even if he was ridiculed by that naughty child from Damu, at least he wouldn't have to face this messy life.

He's fed up really!

From tomorrow onwards, he will never allow Xiao Chenchen to go out at night.

"Look for your mother!"

"Look for your daughter-in-law tomorrow! Don't ask me!"

At 10:30, Song Yu finally ended his painful day in a roar.

——

Although Bai Linlang didn't want to separate from Hao Bufan, when she heard that Hao Bufan sometimes had to get up at night and needed her help, she quickly rolled into the room and kissed Hao Bufan through the window and said good night.

Hao Bufan was a little surprised to see his girlfriend's closing speed at the same speed of light, but he was acceptable.

After all, his current situation is indeed a burden for those who take care of him.

Moreover, he has not married Bai Linlang yet, and he is not qualified to ask her to take care of him.

Seeing his girlfriend pulling the curtains up, he turned the wheelchair and slid towards the Taoist temple.

It was already 10 o'clock in the evening. He was worried that the teacher would go to bed first, so he deliberately moved very slowly, but before he could enter the Taoist temple, he was stopped.

It's Zhang Pingping.

"Master Hao, are you free? Can you talk about 50 cents?"
To be continued...
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