"Qingqiu goes and cut some fruit for Xiaocheng."

Seeing that his daughter's eyes were growing on Ye Cheng, Old Shen gave a command with a complicated expression.

"Uncle Chen, don't bother me. I'm leaving now. I've worked too much during this period, so why would I come to see you early."

Ye Cheng, who had not yet adapted to being a good person, took the cigarette box and put the lighter in his pocket. He got up and was about to go out. He thought to himself: I bought a lot of things with a large package of small packages, so it shouldn't be too much to go with the fire.

"Brother Xiaoye..."

However, Shen Qingqiu gently grabbed the corner of his clothes. After finally seeing Ye Cheng, the little hedgehog wanted to stay with him for a while.

"Call me if you have anything to do at school. Now I am Boss Ye, so we won't cause trouble, but we are not afraid of trouble."

Ye Cheng gave a message like he was telling a child.

His concern for Shen Qingqiu is still at the level of whether he will be bullied. He has no idea about the real troubles of this young girl in Huaichun. Of course, even if he is clear, he will pretend to be confused.

Old Shen hesitated for a long time, but in the end he still didn't speak up to keep him.

"Don't send it now. If you have time, come here for free for Uncle Chen."

...

After Ye Cheng left, the little hedgehog seemed to have lost his soul and stared at the closed door. She knew that she was a little further away from Brother Xiao Ye.

This door separates it from the house, it seems to separate two worlds not only from inside and outside the house.

Old Shen felt very uncomfortable when he saw his daughter like this, but he still said directly: "Qingqiu... Our family really can't afford to be a good person. It's all because of his incompetence."

"What are you talking about? Dad, you're thinking too much. We are a strong man. You can't just rely on them for the rest of your life just because they help us once~"

Shen Qingqiu quickly took Lao Shen's arm and said with a relaxed look on his face.

But no matter how sincere the smile on her face was, Lao Shen still saw the flash of loneliness in her eyes.

Ye Cheng left the corridor and finally lit the cigarette. As Shen Qingqiu expected, he was about to quit the life of the old Shen family. The heavy gratitude really made him unable to bear it.

In fact, Ye Cheng was really grateful to Old Shen because this good man awakened Fatty Ye's conscience and passion that had been sleeping for a long time, otherwise he would not have given the first gift for the Mid-Autumn Festival to Old Shen's family.

However, after this contact, Ye Cheng found that both Lao Shen and himself were uncomfortable, so there was no need to contact him again.

Although Ye Cheng was so stingy that he had to get the middle line when he was in the jungler, he never wanted to get any reward when it came to help Lao Shen.

Because the moment he chose to help, he had already received the best reward. He had known the principle that gratitude turned into hatred.

After Ye Cheng vomited a cigarette ring, he pressed the cigarette butt on the trash can on the roadside, throwing all these trivial matters behind him, and there were still two gifts not given.

Now it’s just over the evening meal, and the time is just right. If it’s late, it’s time for me to rest.

...

By the time Ye Cheng came out of President Dong’s house, the night was already a little deeper. Old Dong didn’t know who he drank with at night, and he kept talking endlessly.

It would be too late to visit Lao Kong now, but this matter would definitely not be a problem for him. After all, Fatty Ye’s greatest confidence is: there is no gift I can’t give.

So the box of tea prepared for Lao Kong was sent directly to the private kitchen by Ye Cheng.

Gifts are not necessarily given in person.

...

It was not until the downstairs of Tianxi Apartment that Ye Cheng turned on the No. 2 mobile phone. After seeing the boot screen, he put the phone on the co-pilot. In less than a moment, the phone started to vibrate quickly like an eight-cylinder engine, and the message prompt sound also roared in a short moment.

When he arrived at the door of the apartment, Ye Cheng took out his cell phone, endured the stuttering screen and called Chen Sisi:

"Ye Cheng!!! Your broken phone is not as good as a landline!!!!"

Less than a second, the roar of the female fairy came from the phone. It can be heard from the name that the fairy was really angry, which is the same as her parents suddenly called her full name.

If someone else had wanted to apologize immediately and start coaxing him immediately, but as an old scumbag, Ye Cheng did not speak, but pushed open the door directly.

Chen Sisi was lying on the sofa without any image, her legs crossed and her hands were still shaking, and she was holding a bunch of grapes in her hand.

"You talk!"

"You talk!"

It was not until I heard the voice on the phone overlapping with the sounds around me that I realized that I almost flipped off the sofa because I got up too fast.

But Chen Sisi quickly adjusted her sitting position and hung up the phone. Then, like a wife questioning her husband who was not home at night, she said in an indifferent tone: "Do you still know how to come back? Tell me, what have you done during this period of disappearance?"

Ye Cheng still said nothing, but with a tired look, he sat next to her with heavy steps, and rested his head on her shoulders.

Ye Cheng, who had been extremely strong in front of Chen Sisi, suddenly showed his weak and tired side in front of her. The contrast was simply not enough for her to fix it, and even his voice was much smaller: "What are you doing... are you okay?"

"It's okay... I'm just a little tired. Can you let me lean on it for a while?"

Ye Cheng did not explain the reason, but his pitiful appearance successfully inspired Chen Sisi's motherhood.

In the eyes of the goblin, Ye Cheng has always been like a superman, omnipotent and fearless, as if there was never anything to stump him. Whether facing feelings or career, he was like a tiger going down the mountain, moving forward.

But the big tiger is now like a big cat, showing her soft belly to herself, making her unable to say anything about those blame.

Chen Sisi did not respond, but just hugged Ye Cheng gently and placed his head on his thigh.

Ye Cheng adjusted his posture, turned his head and pressed his face against the leprechaun's flat belly, hiding the smug smile on the corner of his mouth.

Ye Cheng said only one sentence throughout the whole process, without explaining the reason at all. However, he not only avoided the blame, but also gained the most comfortable knee pillow in the world.

Is Chen Sisi asking for the answer to his disappearance?

No, no matter how reasonable the reason for his phone call is, it cannot cover up the fact that has happened, and the leprechaun who is angry will subconsciously question whether he is lying.

Therefore, it is still necessary to look at the essence of the problem. If you want to solve the current situation, the only thing you need to solve is Chen Sisi's emotions.

Ye Cheng perfectly jumped away from the question itself and changed his method to calm her anger. As for the answer to disappear, it was completely left to her to make up for it.
Chapter completed!