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Zhuo Chengcheng turned around and entered the next room.
"Come out!"
Zhuo Xiaotian shouted, and Fu Yurou pulled Zhuo Xiaotian's clothes by the side,
"If you don't come out, forget it."
"No, you are too used to children."
"Zhuo Chengcheng, can you treat your parents like this?"
"Dad, I don't want to treat you like this, but who let there be outsiders in the family."
"You child"
"Okay, Brother Xiaotian, stop talking."
"Zhuo Chengcheng, your mother made you some braised pork."
"I'm not hungry."
"Come and taste it, it's still not the same as when you were a child."
"How can I remember such a long time ago. Anyway, I only remember what Zhen Momu did. She is my mother."
"Zhuo Chengcheng, come out!!"
Zhuo Xiaotian's knock on the door became louder and louder, even Zhuo Jiaoer who was on the side was frightened, and even used the walkie-talkie to talk to Zhuo Chengcheng.
"Calling brother, calling brother, you should go out, don't make dad angry."
Zhuo Jiao'er made a slight hoarse movement, and as long as Zhuo Chengcheng was still in the room, she kept yelling at the intercom.
"Zhuo Jiao'er, your voice is not good, please speak less."
"Brother, hurry up and get out, you know Dad's temper, he's very persistent, when we were kids, we broke the building blocks naughtily, don't admit it, do you still remember, we were forced to stand for a day and a night, and finally helped each other to get through Come here, if you admit your mistakes at the beginning, there probably won¡¯t be a follow-up, plus grandma is not here now, no one cares about us, and we are still delivering meals when we are punished, taking chairs and so on.¡±
"Meal delivery? Zhuo Jiaoer, are you hungry? I heard gurgling."
"Then if you go out, brother, it's not impossible for you to bring me some braised pork. Just tell Dad and Aunt Fu that I'm a little hungry when I create until midnight."
"Didn't you go to eat? You just looked at Wu Xiong, and didn't move your chopsticks properly? It's okay, stop talking, rest and rest your throat, I'll help you take it in."
Zhuo Chengcheng couldn't bear Zhuo Jiao'er's stomach to growl all the time, so he opened the door a little, stretched out an arm, and pointed out the door.
"What do you mean? Zhuo Chengcheng, please explain to me."
"Dad, didn't Aunt Fu make braised pork, then put it in my bowl, and pour me a glass of water, I want to shabu-shabu."
"Aunt Fu? Are you the one who talks like that?"
Zhuo Xiaotian slapped Zhuo Chengcheng's palm, which hurt Zhuo Chengcheng so much that he began to shake his hands.
"come out!!"
Zhuo Chengcheng finally moved slowly.
"I want you to have a good chat with your mother, not to go to the execution ground."
Fu Yurou was stunned, as if thinking of the day when Fu Qinqi was shot, and Zhuo Chengcheng's expression was really reluctance.
"Chengcheng, Mom will send it in for you, you can go back to your room."
"oh."
"Zhuo Chengcheng, you went to my room with your mother. You are so confused when flying a plane? That's why you can't be a pilot."
Zhuo Chengcheng heard Zhuo Xiaotian speak like this, walked over quickly, and sat down at the table.
"It's still looking good. Look at what good news your mother brought you back?"
Zhuo Xiaotian put a piece of red paper in front of Zhuo Chengcheng, but Zhuo Chengcheng held the bowl in his hand with disdain, and was going to pass the pieces of braised pork in clean water to make it lighter, and then give it to Zhuo Jiaoer eat.
?Unexpectedly, a few drops of oil splashed on the red paper turned out to be (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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