Hi There, Uncle! Chapter 4

David was already over 40 years old, and he couldn't stand it anymore after staying for the whole morning, so he went back. When Samson left, he didn't even get out of bed. David even went to his head and said a few words to him through the quilt, saying that Dad would go back first, take a break, and then come over to bring you lunch.

Samson said nothing and pretended to be asleep.

After a while, David didn't come, but Andy arrived first.

Classes at No. 1 Middle School end at 12 o'clock and school starts at 2 o'clock in the afternoon. This guy must have skipped the last class.

When Andy entered the room, he dragged Samson out of bed and studied his head, which looked like it was carrying a two-pound discus, for a long time. He even reached out and touched it, and then said, "It looks like a zombie, but you are not stupid, are you?"

Samson was in a bad mood and rolled his eyes at him. Andy knew that he was fine, so he sat down on the bed and chatted with him, "You scared me to death yesterday. I thought you were going to kill Stella."

Samson leaned on the bed, "I might as well kill her." He now looked at Stella like an enemy, and he would beat her up if he saw her. By the way, he questioned Andy, "You won't just stand there and watch me fight, will you?"

Andy was actually quite angry about this, so he skipped class at noon and came out. "Bullsh!t!" He denied it in one sentence. "Your dad rushed out with you in his arms. I couldn't catch up, so I called the police in front of the mother and daughter, saying that the stepmother killed the stepson. They were so scared that their faces turned pale. I thought you wouldn't see them when you woke up."

Samson raised his eyelids, and Andy continued, "Who knew that the police came and asked about your father's situation. They found out that there was a fight between your stepwife and son, and both sides were injured but not dead, so they said it was a family dispute and asked them to mediate. dmn, if I had known, I would have told Zhang Fangfang first." Zhang Fangfang was their classmate, and her father was the head of the police station.

Samson just said "oh", and with David's words, this matter was not so infuriating. Stella or Wang Stella was not the problem, the problem was his father. His father wanted a harmonious family. Even if he smashed a hole in his head, it was a family dispute to be resolved internally, and it had little to do with the police.

As he lay there, he thought for a while, he...still blamed his father a little. He blamed him for cheating, getting divorced, and for not loving him 100%. His love was divided between the mistress and the newborn monkey, leaving only a little for him.

Seeing that he was silent, Andy was worried that he might be upset. "Then what are you going to do? You two are in such a mess, and your dad is at work every day and not at home. Why don't you stay away from him for now?"

Samson wanted to say that it was his home, why should he avoid it, but he knew it was just a lie before he said it. It was someone else's home, Stella was the mistress, and it had nothing to do with him. He said, "If I don't go back, I'll find a place to live."

Andy leaned over and said, "My house, there's no one there anyway. How about your grandma's house?"

"No, my dad wants to save face, he won't agree to live in your house." As for grandma's house, Samson also denied it, "The old couple lives with my uncle, it would be annoying if I went there, so I'll find a house near the school to live in."

Andy was furious. "What the hell is this? If I get married, I will never cheat. I don't love anyone except their mother. I will be good to my children, accompany them every day, play with them, buy them toys, sign their papers for them, and I will satisfy them with whatever they want."

Andy kept on talking, but Samson's mind was empty. He felt that marriage and having children were a bit of a bummer. He was not questioning Andy, but that was the reality. Words spoken were like farts, and they were useless once the stink dissipated. His father was still a model husband in the circle a year ago. He didn't cheat on him, played with him, and met all his requests. But isn't it the same now?

Bullsh!t family dispute, a crack on the head is a family dispute, so next time as long as you don’t kill him, it will be a family dispute!

There was a fire growing in his heart, not the kind that would explode at once, but it was slowly rising, and he felt that one day he would explode right there.

fcuk cheating and mistresses.

In the afternoon, Samson proposed to live near the school. He thought his father would persuade him. But his father thought for half a minute and said, "Okay, I'll buy you a well-decorated house nearby and send a nanny and driver. I'll go over to spend a few days with you every week."

As he spoke, Samson just looked at him coldly.

David's chubby face was full of flattering smiles. He really had no choice. On the day of the fight, Stella had no time to take care of the house. Jiang Yanchao got pneumonia and was hospitalized again. The child was young and needed his mother's full company. Samson lived at home, so both sides would definitely be unhappy.

He was originally thinking about how to tell Samson, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. The child's room was smashed, and now he was asked to move out. Not to mention Samson, even he couldn't stand it. But people always have to make a choice. Samson and Jiang Yanchao are different. After all, they are both physically healthy and old. One is an emotional issue, and the other is a life issue. He always has to take care of the weaker one.

He repeated, "Samson, Dad loves you," just like he did in the morning.

If Samson was disheartened in the morning, now he felt like a spark could start a prairie fire. He felt that this was not the way to do things. Shouldn't he have asked his father to veto it? Or even if I wanted to leave, you should at least keep me here, you should at least say you don't want to let me go. Why are you so decisive? Have you been wanting to get rid of me for a long time?

The calmness (even if it was just on the surface) that he had just had when chatting with Andy was completely gone. He felt like he was about to explode again. Why?!

David wanted to accompany him, but unfortunately the second son was also in the hospital, so he had to go and see him. After a while, he stood up, patted Samson on the shoulder and told him to have a good meal, and said to him, "How about the new room on the third floor with a terrace?" It doesn't mean he won't come back after moving out, he has to stay here on weekends.

Samson didn't move, "Whatever."

Perhaps he had found the way, David felt better than he did in the morning. "Okay, then Dad will follow your idea. By the way, your brother will have a full moon party in a few days. Do you have any classmates to treat you? Dad will prepare it for you?"

Whenever his family held such events, they would reserve a small hall for him to invite his classmates over, and this time was no exception.

Samson was holding back his anger, and pretended to be calm and said, "Okay, let's stick with the same group as before, about a dozen or so."

Full Moon Cocktail Party? Give it a try!

Caleb was busy all day and finally had dinner before nine o'clock in the evening. The conditions at the construction site were simple and there was only a bowl of noodles with soybean sauce and two small cold dishes.

He didn't care about that, he just unbut.toned his suit, stirred the food with chopsticks, and started eating. At that speed, a bowl of noodles took only five minutes.

When assistant Jason first saw Caleb eating so fast, he was also shocked. He knew Caleb's identity, the grandson of Mr. Huo, who could shake the earth with a stomp of his feet. Although he was not the son of the eldest brother who had the best career, but the son of the third brother Huo Huanyu who was engaged in business, he was also a true member of the Huo family. He was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, so why was he so unrefined in eating?

But after a long time, after hearing a lot of random words, he finally understood.

This person's identity is not so solid. He followed his mother here. Although he changed his surname and given name, he looks like a member of the Huo family, but in fact, he is completely different. For example, the Huo family of this generation all use the character Lin. Caleb's eldest brother is called Calebnglin, and the others are also named in this way, but Caleb is different. It's like a black swan standing among white swans. Although they are all swans, they can be seen to be different at a glance.

Although Caleb's mother Lin Runzhi had a successful life, even after getting married and having children, she was able to rise again and marry into a wealthy family. But for Caleb, at least from the perspective of an ordinary person like him, this was not a good thing. How many eyes does a black swan have to endure before it can grow up among a group of white swans? So he understood his boss's entrepreneurial history.

If Caleb really enjoyed everything the Huo family brought him, he wouldn't have been thinking about ways to make money since he was a child. He wouldn't have been working outside and never going back even though he could live an easy life in Beijing.

However, Lin Runzhi did not understand this point. I am afraid that based on Jason's understanding of Lin Runzhi over the past seven or eight years, Lin Runzhi probably felt that he was worthy of this son and was even proud of it.

Therefore, there is an irreconcilable contradiction between mother and son, but Caleb is not a person who shows his emotions openly, and every phone call makes Lin Runzhi feel heartbroken.

He glanced at the flashing phone in his hand. He really couldn't bear it, but as an assistant, what could he do? He could only delay it a little. Seeing that the bowl of noodles was mostly gone, he walked over and said, "Boss, your mother's phone call."

Caleb paused for a moment, then put down his chopsticks, took the phone, took a piece of paper to wipe his mouth, and called out "Mom".

Jason knew that the meal was over. He sighed and looked at the bowl of noodles which had one third left. He felt really sorry for his boss, but there was nothing he could do.

Caleb answered the phone and heard his mother questioning him, "Caleb, your brother is doing this for your own good, why don't you appreciate it? Although you are not brothers, you grew up together. Calebnglin is the only son, and to him, you are much closer than his cousins. If you don't know what's good for you, even the warmest heart will turn cold."

When Calebnglin was mentioned, Caleb couldn't help but hold the phone tighter in his hand.

A few days ago, Calebnglin called again and lobbied him to go to the Southern Province for development. As the grandson of the Huo family, Calebnglin was transferred to the Southern Province in the first half of the year and was in charge of a city. He has always been resolute and has the support of the Huo family. In the past six months, I heard that the weather has been good and the situation is very good. In particular, the development zone that Calebnglin strongly advocated has attracted many enterprises, and the effect is quite good.

Caleb refused straightforwardly. Unexpectedly, Calebnglin actually told his mother about this matter again. It was really difficult for him. The eldest son of the Huo family was willing to talk to his mother.

Caleb answered his mother, "Mom, I don't need to rely on anyone, don't mention this matter."

Lin Runzhi obviously scoffed at his statement, "Yes, you started your own business, but let me ask you, the money for your business was all given by the Huo family, and your entrepreneurial insights were all cultivated by the Huo family, right? Since they are inseparable, I don't understand why they must be separated so clearly? If you are willing, your career can be a hundred times more successful than it is now!"

Caleb was speechless. If he saved money for food since elementary school and finally collected the money to start a business, and if he grew up in the Huo family, he was indeed not relying on himself. Even if he did not rely on any resources of the Huo family, he could not separate himself from the years he grew up in the Huo family. But this was not what he wanted. He would rather be with his biological father and live an ordinary but down-to-earth life with him, rather than living in that exquisite cage.

But they didn't give him a chance to choose.

His silence fueled Lin Runzhi's momentum, or perhaps years of rich life had made her not need to consider other people's thoughts, she pressed on, "Also, why did you refuse the girl who introduced you to a blind date last time? You actually told her that you would stay in Qincheng for the next few years and had no intention of returning to Beijing. You grew up in Beijing, your parents are in Beijing, and your business is also in Beijing. What are you doing in Qincheng? Did you go to see Guo Rubai?"

As soon as Guo Rubai mentioned these three words, Lin Runzhi seemed to be stabbed in the sore spot. Without allowing him to answer, he immediately said, "You went to see him? You are not allowed to go! Caleb, if you still think of me as your mother, you can't go to see him!"

Caleb didn't want to hear Lin Runzhi talk about his biological father in this tone, but fortunately he was a good person and didn't reveal his little tricks, "No, I haven't seen him."

"Really?" Lin Runzhi emphasized again.

Caleb remained calm and said, "No, Mom."

Lin Runzhi was relieved and muttered again, "That's good. Think carefully about your brother's suggestion. Also, the New Year is coming soon, remember to come back this year and don't embarrass me."

Caleb said "oh" and hung up the phone.