A great director who grew up happily

Chapter 213 Chen Ming sheds tears and kills his son

Between choosing A and B, Chen Jinnian chose "or". He opened his mouth slightly but no sound came out, and his whole body became still, without even blinking.

Wang Yidi lowered his head and fiddled with the jade bracelet. At first, he didn't notice anything unusual. When he could no longer hear Chen Jinnian's voice, he shifted his gaze to the tablet screen. He gently poked the screen twice with his fingers and said puzzledly, "Hey, it's stuck. Why is the network so bad all of a sudden? It was working fine before."

Then she noticed the small box in the upper right corner, and behind her, a familiar figure appeared.

Almost the moment he saw it, Wang Yidi put the tablet on the table.

Chen Jinnian on the opposite side relaxed instantly after seeing the video screen go black, took a deep breath of fresh air, and quickly hung up the video.

Wang Yidi was so embarrassed at this moment, her cheeks flushed slightly, her eyes flickered, and she almost cursed Chen Jinnian to death in her heart, "You stinky Jinnian, you didn't remind me right away, and you even pretended that the signal was bad. I will definitely teach you a lesson when I get back."

She would not be fooled by Chen Jinnian's tricks. It was fine in the morning and it was fine in the evening, but the network was stuck as soon as her grandmother came over. Her grandmother was not a signal jammer, so how could it be so effective?

Wang Yidi's grandmother saw her granddaughter lowering her head, feeling embarrassed. She stretched out her wrinkled hands and helped her tidy up her hair. Then she gently asked, "Didi, whose handsome boy was that just now? Why didn't you introduce him to me?"

"Oh," Wang Yidi said coquettishly, "Grandma, please don't ask."

Seeing her granddaughter like this, Wang Yidi's grandmother's eyes were full of doting, "Okay, even if you don't want to say it, I know whether it is the child your mother is talking about."

Wang Yidi, whose secrets were exposed by his grandmother, was a little angry and embarrassed. "Grandma, if you keep saying that I am angry, I will ignore you."

"Okay, okay, grandma won't say anymore." Grandma Wang Yidi gently rubbed her granddaughter's shoulders, but after a while she started nagging again.

"I've given up on your brother. He can be single if he wants, but you can't. Your grandfather and I are counting on you. If you have the chance, bring that man back to us."

After hearing this, Wang Yidi quickly stood up and helped her grandmother out. "Grandma, go watch TV for a while. We'll be at my uncle's house soon. If you have anything to say, tell my brother. Tell him to find me a sister-in-law as soon as possible and don't focus on me."

After she sent her grandmother out the door, she quickly locked the door, then pounced on the bed, clamped the pillow with her long legs, and smashed it wildly with her fists. It felt like she was hitting the pillow, but not Chen Jinnian.

"Ah ah ah ah ah"

Chen, who was being missed by Wang, came out of the bedroom while sneezing.

In the living room, Chen Ming was struggling with the "mentally retarded" robot vacuum cleaner Wang Dazhuang had given him. Hearing his son's movements, he stood up warily and asked, "What's wrong with you? Do you have a cold? I'm warning you, if you have a cold, move out immediately and don't infect your mother."

Su Ying is only a little over a month away from her due date and may have to go to the hospital at any time, so Chen Ming is extremely nervous, fearing that any problems may arise.

Chen Jinnian rubbed his nose and sniffed hard. He felt nothing unusual except a dry throat. He shook his head and said, "That shouldn't be the case. I haven't had a cold in a long time."

But Chen Ming's eyes were still full of doubts, and he obviously didn't believe this statement, so he didn't let Chen Jinnian sit down to eat. Instead, he kicked his son out before Su Ying got up.

"Dad, is it that serious? I just sneezed a few times." Chen Jinnian said while leaning on the door.

But Chen Ming remained indifferent. "Why not? Go to the hospital and get me checked out first. If the results are OK, come back."

"What if the test results are wrong?"

"Then you'll have to fend for yourself." After Chen Ming finished speaking, he pried his hands apart and then slammed the door shut.

Chen Jinnian was dumbfounded. The second child had not even been born yet, and he had already lost his status in the family. Had the relationship between father and son become so cold?

He knocked on the door twice quickly: "No, no, hey, Lao Chen, are you serious? Open the door quickly."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened with a "click".

It seems that there is still some affection between father and son. Chen Jinnian excitedly wanted to go in, but then a hand stretched out from the crack of the door and pushed him out again.

Afterwards, Chen Ming, wearing a mask, leaned out from the crack of the door, threw the car keys and the keys to Shuxiang Yayuan to him, and then took out a bottle of disinfectant and sprayed the door from top to bottom.

"Old Chen, you're going too far." Chen Jinnian felt his heart go cold.

"Son, there's nothing I can do. Your mother is an elderly mother, so special circumstances require special treatment. I've even notified your grandparents, and they're not allowed to come over today. When you come out of the hospital later, if you're okay, you have to go back there and change clothes before going home. You can't bring back any bacteria or viruses from the hospital."

After Chen Ming finished explaining, he planned to close the door. He also had to disinfect his son's bedroom.

Seeing this, Chen Jinnian quickly reached out to pull the door, but under the threat of Chen Ming's eyes, he put down his raised hand in disappointment.

"Dad, what if the test results are inaccurate, or if I really have a cold?"

"Son, don't blame your dad for being like Zhuge Liang and executing Ma Su with tears." After Chen Ming finished speaking, he slammed the door shut again with a bang.

Chen Jinnian stood outside the door, feeling so sad that he could not even cry.

……

Two hours later, Chen Jinnian appeared on the fourth floor of Shuxiang Yayuan and knocked on Qiao Yingzi's door.

"I'm coming." Qiao Yingzi trotted over in slippers, opened the door, and saw Chen Jinnian wearing a white mask.

"Hey, didn't you say you would come in the evening?"

"Don't mention it. Do you have any food at home? Give me some. I haven't had breakfast yet and I'm starving."

When Chen Jinnian returned here, he remembered that because he was not staying at Shuxiang Yayuan during the winter vacation, he had already emptied the food in the refrigerator. Now, there was only Coke, beer, soda water, and ice cubes in the refrigerator. In short, there was nothing that could satisfy hunger.

"Oh, then hurry in." Qiao Yingzi pulled him in, then turned around and called, "Mom, Jinnian is here, please make some dumplings for him."

"Okay, right away." Song Qian, who was busy in the kitchen, agreed.

After Chen Jinnian changed into slippers and walked in, he sat at the dining table with his head hung, looking depressed.

Qiao Yingzi poked his shoulder and said, "What's going on? Why are you so listless? And you're still wearing a mask during Chinese New Year."

After making dumplings, Song Qian walked out of the kitchen, tilted her head and looked at him, and she also felt that something was wrong with him.

"Hey~"

Chen Jinnian sighed, fumbled in his pockets, pulled out a few test reports, and threw them on the dining table. He said in a heavy tone, "I'm diagnosed."

"What? You're depressed too."

Song Qian and Qiao Yingzi said in unison.