The weather is always strange when the seasons change.
For example, when you go out in the morning, the sky is clear, but you are poured into chicken soup on the way home. This kind of thing often happens.
In front was the convoy blocking the city and the long dragon. Xing Conglian knocked on the window beside the cab a little irritably. The window was covered with fog, and there were endless electronic game sounds in his ears. The rain was still falling, and there was no sign of stopping.
"Can't you stop for a while?" Xing Conglian turned his head suddenly and said impatiently to the young man sitting in the co-pilot.
"Then you can't smoke less cigarettes?" Wang Chao only raised his eyes, glanced at the cigarette in his hand, and said disdainfully.
Xing Conglian was about to explode, but he still tried to tell himself not to care about the teenagers in the rebellious period.
He took a deep breath and followed the self-regulation method that Lin Chen had taught him.
inhale... exhale...
Then, he still slapped Dynasty on the scalp.
"Ow! Child abuse!"
The boy's screams echoed in the car, mixed with the electronic sound of the mobile game biubiubiu.
On the way to get off work without Lin Chen, everything is really annoying...
Xing Conglian pressed the car radio, and a gentle piano music flowed out. He unbuttoned his collar, rolled up his shirt cuffs, and lowered the car window, ready to let the music soothe his irritable mood.
But soon, specifically, at the moment when the red light in front of him turned green, the piano sound as light as running water suddenly turned into a violent rock music, the drums and roars were deafening, Xing Conglian was startled, and he felt a The hot steam seemed to run up to the top of his head along his back. He hurriedly glanced at the car stereo. Fortunately, the stereo didn't blow up. He studied the radio and the control panel, and there was no problem. I do not know when the mobile phone was plugged into the connection line of the car audio, and the initiator himself, at the moment, was jumping up and down with the violent music and playing high.
Xing Conglian took a deep breath again...
Silently unplugged the cable.
Dynasty suddenly stopped, and then continued to stare at him with that "big brother, what the hell are you doing" eyes.
He didn't really want to use violence, so a lot of people looked away.
When it comes to listening to music, of course, an old man and a teenager have different tastes.
But usually, this kind of contradiction is reconciled. For example, Lin Chen will choose songs that suit his taste from the cloud song list, sometimes it is light music, sometimes it is Cantonese songs. Lin Chen's taste is always good, of course he has no opinion.
If Wang Chao became impatient after listening to it for a while and started to make a fuss, at that time, Lin Chen would plug the audio cable into Wang Chao's mobile phone again, turn down the volume of the stereo, and then talk with him.
Xing Conglian discovered that, in the final analysis, the reason why he is now irritable is that no one talks to him on the road.
Should I suggest Lin Chen to take a few days less sick leave
He thought this silently, and Yu Guang saw Wang Chao's hand was still sneaking towards the connection line.
A crisp sound.
The next second, the daring stinky boy finally covered his hands and slammed back into the seat, and began to cry, and he finally felt a little more comfortable in his heart.
"Mr. Xing, do you know that you look like a manic episode!" Chao Dynasty shouted to him, hiding in the corner.
"Whether I am manic, your brother Achen knows best."
"Brother Achen is also your name!"
"What's wrong with my name?"
"You are shameless!"
"I can call not only brother Achen but also Achen and Chen, can you?"
"Chenchenchenchenchen!"
"Wang Xiansen, how old are you, how old are you, so naive, you have the guts to call in front of your brother Achen."
"Xing Xiansen, I'm 18 this year, and I'm past the age where I can be a brain-dead person and become an aggressive general!"
"Then why are you not old enough to rub the guardian's car every day?"
"Because the guardian is already in the past tense, I am now rubbing against my boss's car. Do you have any comments?"
"As a boss who is democratic and considerate of his subordinates, I don't have any problem with taking a subordinate to go home, but I also hope that my subordinate can be conscious of being a passenger in my car and not always provoke his boss."
"But everyone is in the car, why should I listen to you when listening to any song?"
"This is my car. I don't like to sit in the car and walk."
In short, at the end of any quarrel between him and the dynasty, it must end with who has the money and who is the boss.
Gee, it's not a bad thing to have money, after all, you can buy a car.
Xing Conglian turned the steering wheel to the left and finally saw the parking lot outside Yanjia Lane.
"Boss, you said you have a car and a fart, do you remember to bring an umbrella?"
Suddenly, the annoying child of the co-pilot started to make noise again.
Xing Conglian recalled, it seemed that because it rained yesterday, they carried umbrellas and got out of the car, but this morning it was fine and Lin Chen was sleeping, so no one reminded them to bring their umbrellas.
The conclusion is that because Lin Chen didn't remind them, they forgot to bring an umbrella.
"Why didn't you remember to bring it?" he demanded.
"Because it's like this, the clothes I'm wearing are a rain jacket, and I like to wear a hat, so I can rush home in three minutes, not afraid of the rain." Chao said, taking out a cap from his schoolbag and wearing it. Then he pointed to his schoolbag and said, "The schoolbag is also rain-proof, isn't it high-class? Unlike some people, who have to live in a deep house and an old alley, it's good to build a garden at home, even a car. Can’t even open the door…”
Xing Conglian continued to take a deep breath. After all, beating a child is not a glorious thing, so restraint...
He controlled his hand, patiently followed the car, and finally drove into the parking lot. When the crossbar of the car was raised, he suddenly saw that someone was waiting under the willow tree in the parking lot.
At that time, the rain curtain was hazy, and the car window was blurred by the mist, but he instantly recognized the person standing under the tree.
Lin Chen wore home clothes, a simple thin coat, and held a black umbrella, waiting for them in the rain.
This is a very strange feeling, but the moment he saw Lin Chen, he suddenly felt like there was a sudden wind in the air or someone blew against his heart, and all the irritability inside suddenly disappeared. .
Even the dynasty suddenly stopped talking.
He put the car into the parking space, Lin Chen held an umbrella and walked towards them slowly.
Before he could stop the car, the annoying child of the co-pilot unfastened his seat belt, opened the door and rushed down.
"Achen Achen Achen, why are you here? Have you been waiting for a long time? I have already scolded the boss for you just now, ah, whoever makes him drive so slow is not good for an elderly person!"
The young man's loud voice echoed throughout the parking lot, Xing Conglian lowered the car window, ready to say hello to Lin Chen.
Lin Chen just rubbed the boy's black hair, moved the umbrella over, then looked up at him, and said, "Don't just say men can't."
Tsk, as expected of Lin Chen, the education of children is really exceptional.
Hearing this, Xing Conglian pulled on the handbrake with satisfaction, opened the door and got out of the car.
"How long have you been waiting, why didn't you call me?"
He stretched out his hand to take the umbrella handed by Lin Chen, and then opened it.
"I don't have much time. I checked the traffic conditions in advance and calculated the time to go out."
Because of the hand injury, Lin Chen could only walk on the outermost side, and the dynasty held an umbrella for him and stood in the middle of them.
"Achen, you are too smart, not like my boss!"
After hearing what Lin Chen said, the stinky boy Chao Dynasty quickly flattered him and stole his lines.
Xing Conglian held the umbrella handle, walked slightly ahead of them, and looked back at Lin Chen.
However, Lin Chen didn't continue talking about this topic. He glanced at him very clearly, and then asked Wang Chao, "What happened to you on the road?"
"It's okay, the boss beat me and asked me to get out of the car and walk!"
"Hey, you are the wicked to report first, okay?"
"I'm young, shouldn't you let me?"
"Wang Xiansen, although you grew up abroad, the traditional virtue of the Chinese nation is to respect the old and love the young. I'll give you the key points, respect the old before moving forward!"
"You finally admit that you are old!"
How come the children now are like this, they can't do it if they don't fight!
Xing Cong Lianqu raised his finger and was about to knock him on the head, but suddenly found that the person walking by his side was replaced by Lin Chen at some point, or, he did not know when, subconsciously held an umbrella and walked to Lin Chen around.
"Appropriate quarrels help to cultivate feelings." Lin Chen raised his eyebrows and said, "It's quite interesting, you guys continue, don't worry about me."
Obviously it was for them to quarrel, but after Lin Chen finished saying this, the dynasty shut up, he looked carefully at Lin Chen, his eyes flickered.
The surroundings became quiet for a moment, the raindrops fell on the umbrella, and the alley was as quiet as if there was a fragrance.
Xing Conglian suddenly stopped talking.
"Achen, what are we having for dinner?"
Finally, Dynasty seemed to think for a long time, suddenly found something to talk about, and spoke again.
Xing Conglian finally got the chance and finally picked him up: "Don't you know how to cook? Your brother Achen still has a plaster cast on his hand. Do you want to cook for you? What's the use of you!"
"Aren't you?" Dynasty retorted.
I saw Lin Chen sighed inaudibly and asked, "Is Chen Ji fried noodles good?"
"not good."
This time, it became him and the dynasty who spoke in unison.
"Where's Aunt Zhou's wontons?"
"If I eat Aunt Zhou's takeaway again today, it will be the 117th time I have eaten Aunt Zhou!" Wang Chao said.
"What about Master Kong's Braised Beef Noodles? It's a classic taste."
"Last night, I ate the last packet." Xing Conglian raised his hand silently.
"Then what?"
"There is a new shopping mall in the CBD, Ah Chen, let's go eat something?" When Wang Chao said this, his eyes lit up, "Boss swipe your card, boss swipe your card!"
"The per capita can't exceed 100. I took a few days off this month, and the salary is a bit low." He said bitterly.
"it is good."
Lin Chen concluded his speech at the end.