But it's not Xiao Zhou's voice, but a sweet female voice -
"The number you dialed is temporarily unavailable, please call again later."
Mr. Zhou frowned and dialed again.
This time, the call was answered quickly.
"Dad, what's the matter?"
"I'm a little busy here right now. If you have anything else, wait until I come back-"
"You come back now!"
Mr. Zhou interrupted the child.
His tone became more serious, and his words were even more serious.
"..."
There was silence on the other end of the phone.
"Dad, what happened?"
The man finally spoke again, with a look of confusion and confusion on his face.
He was playing games in an Internet cafe with his friends.
If it's not something important, he doesn't want to pay attention to it.
"Very important thing."
Zhou Lao said every word.
Then he frowned and said, "Don't worry about anything."
"Anyway, come back soon."
"I'll wait for you in the store."
After saying this, Mr. Zhou hung up the phone.
He looked across and said, "Old Mumu, Aying, let's sit and wait for a while."
"The kid will be back soon."
"Um."
The second elder of the Mu family nodded.
Mu Lao picked up the tea cup in front of him and drank it in one gulp.
He just said a lot of words and his mouth was thirsty.
The old lady didn't drink water.
After all, she had hardly spoken since entering the store.
Naturally, there is no need to replenish water.
...
"Dad, why did you close the store?"
Xiao Zhou came back quickly, but the look on his face was not very good, "Dad, what's the matter, are you so anxious?"
"I also have my own things to do..."
"You don't even consider our inconvenience..."
The young man muttered, very dissatisfied.
...
"Bang~"
Zhou Laoyi slapped the table, "Didn't you see there are still customers in the store?"
"What does it look like."
The old man was equally dissatisfied.
This kid is usually so spoiled.
No manners at all.
...
"ah?"
The young man was startled.
Seeing Mr. Zhou's serious expression and looking like he was not in a good mood, he didn't dare to say anything.
But I was still filled with resentment in my heart.
What are you doing, calling him back specifically to show off to him?
If I had known this, he wouldn't have come back.
Just when the young man looked to the side, a smile appeared on his face in the next second, with a hint of eagerness, "Grandpa Mu, Grandma Tan, it's you."
There was a little wonder in his eyes.
He had never known that Grandpa Mu's wood carvings were so valuable.
Although he made up an origin for the wood carving, the wood carving itself must have a certain level and be able to bluff people.
If you just pick up a wooden sculpture and talk nonsense, you will treat others as a fool, and others will treat you as a fool.
The young man did not wonder why the two elders of the Mu family came here.
In his opinion, it was just an ordinary escaping.
Mr. Zhou has a good relationship with the second elder of the Mu family.
He also grew up calling the other person his grandparents, otherwise the other party could give him such a carefully carved wooden sculpture on his birthday?
But, after all, they are neighbors across the street.
The two elders of the Mu family are also close friends with Mr. Zhou.
So it's impossible to give him such a big gift every time he has a birthday.
His relationship with his second elder is not as good as this.
This time it was also because it was his adult birthday and it was of great significance, so he got such a gift.
He was thinking about it, or maybe he would come to ask Grandpa Mu to make a few wood carvings for him, and then he would resell them?
The price difference is quite considerable.
Thinking this way, the smile on his face became even brighter.
Grandpa Mu is his God of Wealth. He needs to get closer to him and build a solid and good relationship with him.
But she didn't notice the cold expression on the second elder's face at all, nor did she notice that the second elder didn't call her once after he entered the store.
...
"What does it look like with a playful and smiling face?!"
Mr. Zhou's scolding dispelled the man's thoughts. He looked at Mr. Zhou, angry and confused, and his tone was not good, "Dad, what are you doing?"
"If you are in a bad mood, don't take it out on me."
"I am in a bad mood?"
Mr. Zhou sneered, "I'm in a bad mood."
Especially when I saw my son smiling enthusiastically at the old man without realizing it.
When had this kid ever smiled like this at Lao Mu and the others?
If it were anyone else, he would definitely say, what else could it be if he didn't have something in his heart?
But the target is his own son...
He really didn't want to believe it.
"Do you know why I'm in a bad mood?"
Mr. Zhou took a deep breath.
"Why?"
The young man replied impatiently, and then muttered in a low voice, "I'm not a tapeworm in your stomach, how do I know?"
Zhou Laoqiang suppressed his emotions that were about to explode and did not answer the young man's rhetorical question.
Instead, he changed the question with a somewhat stiff expression, "Do you know why I asked you to come back?"
"...Dad, what exactly do you want to say?"
If Mr. Mu and the others weren't sitting here, he would have turned around and left, "How would I know if you didn't tell me this?"
"Inexplicable..."
"Well, you don't know."
Mr. Zhou's voice was deep, "Then let me ask you, where did you get the money to buy the car?"
The young man's heart skipped a beat, and his expression became unnatural for a moment.
"Where did it come from?"
The young man quickly put away his strange emotions, his face showing confusion and impatience.
"Didn't I tell you and mom?"
"Why are you asking me again?"
However, although the change in the young man's expression was fleeting, Mr. Zhou, who had been staring at the man's face, could see it clearly.
His heart skipped a beat.
The voice that came out became a little more stern, "Answer me!"
"?!"
The man who was already a little guilty was so frightened by Mr. Zhou's sudden shouting that he almost suffered a myocardial infarction.
He touched his chest.
I can feel my intense heartbeat.
"Just say it."
"Why are you so fierce?"
The young man could see that his father was really in a bad mood now.
In his memory, it seemed that his father had never been so cruel to him.
He was a little timid and a little uneasy.
"I bought it with the money I earned from leaking money."
"What?"
Mr. Zhou's eyes were like daggers, "Say it again."
"Why is your voice so soft?"
The young man glanced at Mr. Zhou and put on this fierce face. Who dares to speak loudly in front of you?
He cleared his throat and raised his voice a little louder, "It's the money I earned from picking up leaks!"
"What did you say?"
Mr. Zhou frowned.
"I said it was the money I earned by picking up things!"
Mr. Zhou's repeated questions made the man's temper rise. Once his temper got stronger, he became more courageous. He couldn't help shouting back, "Over and over again, are you annoyed?"
"I told you that it was the money I earned through picking up things."