"Don't you call your home?" Hua Yin asked.

Su Chen hesitated.

"Try one, don't be like me, you can't even have the chance to hit you even if you want to." Hua Yin persuaded.

"Okay!" Su Chen experienced some psychological struggle and then picked up the phone and dialed it.

First, I called my grandfather. My grandfather was in the military district and didn't receive a call from Su Chen at all, so I could only ask the secretary to pass the message.

Su Chen called another one for his grandfather, then his mother, and finally his elder Su.

But at Lao Su's name, Su Chen hesitated again.

There is no Lao Su's phone call in Su Chen's mobile address book, but Lao Su's phone call is all in Su Chen's memory.

In the end, Su Chen called Lao Su.

"Hello."

"It's me!"

"Is there something wrong?"

"It's okay, happy Mid-Autumn Festival!"

"Oh, I'm hung up!"

“Dududu…”

After the call was finished, Su Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Lao Su's attitude was very cold, Su Chen was still very happy because Lao Su did not scold him or Su Chen, which means Lao Su was in a good mood.

Indeed, in Yanjing, Lao Su, who was visiting retired cadres, hung up the phone and smiled on the corner of his mouth.

...

After hanging up the phone, Su Chen received an email from Zi Xinzi.

Su Chen already knew that Zi Xinzi was Brother Yun, and now Brother Yun finally sent a message to him, which made Su Chen very excited.

But Brother Yun just wishes Su Chen a happy Mid-Autumn Festival in the email, and let Su Chen work hard!

A very official email was just like Su Chen sent to his employees.

Code C: "Your email is too official, you don't say you miss me."

Zi Xinzi: "The bright moon grows on the sea, and the ends of the world share this time."

Code C: "The days with you are with you are called time, otherwise it is just a meaningless swing of the clock."

But Brother Yun never responded to Su Chen again.

Su Chen was quite disappointed, but this was also a good omen. At least Brother Yun would take the initiative to contact Su Chen now.

...

On the other hand, Li Shiqing took Qianxi back to Li Xinghuai's Mid-Autumn Festival today.

In order to be unique, Li Shiqing no longer goes out to buy mooncakes, and specially learns handmade mooncakes.

But Li Shiqing didn't dare to do it at home, for fear that Li Xinghuai would find out that she still had this side.

But Li Shiqing is not good at learning skills, and Li Shiqing learns to make ice-skin mooncakes filled with bean paste, because Xixi likes to eat bean paste.

As a result, Li Shiqing got the skin and filling together, and time was limited, so Li Shiqing had to bring the failed product back to Qianxi.

"Mom, is this shit?" Xixi couldn't help but say as she looked at a few dark mooncakes.

Li Shiqing: "This is not shit, this is the mooncake you made for you, it's so delicious, hurry up and have a bite!"

Li Shiqing felt that the fruits of her labor could not be wasted, but she was embarrassed to admit that she made it. Because it was too ugly, she said that it was made by Su Chen. Only in this way would Xixi definitely eat it. Although the ice-skin mooncakes made by Li Shiqing looked ugly, they were still delicious. Li Shiqing tried it herself and brought it back.

Sure enough, when Qianqian heard that this was made by Su Chen, she immediately picked up a piece of black mooncake with a smile and started eating it. It was indeed delicious.

Seeing that his daughter was eating so happily, Li Shiqing was also very happy. She could only be sorry to Su Chen. You can just take the blame.
Chapter completed!