"Dou~Dou..."

Finally, a voice came from the microphone.

But it's not Xiao Zhou's voice, but the sweet female voice-

"The call you made cannot be connected for the time being, please dial later."

Mr. Zhou frowned and called again.

This time, the phone was quickly connected.

"Dad, what's the matter?"

"I'm a little busy here now. If you have any questions, wait for me to come back-"

"You'll be back now!"

Mr. Zhou interrupted the child.

The tone became stronger and the words were even more serious.

“…”

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

"Dad, what happened?"

The man finally spoke again, with a look of confusion and inexplicable intertwining.

He is playing games in an Internet cafe with his friends.

If it weren't for something important, he wouldn't want to pay attention to it.

"It's very important."

Mr. Zhou paused every word.

Then he frowned, "Don't worry about anything."

"Anyway, come back soon."

"I'll wait for you in the store."

After saying this, Mr. Zhou hung up the phone.

He looked at the opposite side, "Old Mutou, Aying, let's sit and wait for a while."

"The kid will be back soon."

"Um."

The two elders of the Mu family nodded.

Old Mu picked up the teacup in front of him and drank it all.

He had said a lot of things just now, and his mouth was thirsty.

The old lady didn't drink water.

After all, she has hardly opened her mouth since she entered the store.

Naturally, there is no need to replenish moisture.

......

"Dad, why did you close the store?"

Xiao Zhou rushed back soon, but his expression was not very good, "Dad, what's the matter? I'm so anxious?"

“I have my own things to do…”

"You don't think about our inconvenience..."

The young man mumbled, very dissatisfied.

......

"Bang~"

Mr. Zhou slapped the table, "Didn't you see any customers in the store?"

"What does it look like."

The old man was also dissatisfied.

This kid is so spoiled by him.

No politeness at all.

......

"ah?"

The young man was startled.

Seeing that Mr. Zhou looked serious and looked in a bad mood, he didn't dare to say anything else.

But I still felt sorry for myself.

What are you doing? Is it to call him back to show his face?

If he had known this, he wouldn't have come back.

Just when the young man looked at the position beside him, the next second, a smile appeared on his face, and a hint of earnestness was faintly revealed, "Grandpa Mu, Grandma Tan, it's you."

There was a little amazement in my eyes.

He didn't know before that Grandpa Mu's wood carvings were so valuable.

Although he made up a history for wood carvings, it is necessary that the wood carving itself has a certain level and can be intimidating.

If you just take a wooden carving and talk nonsense, you will treat others as fools, and others will treat you as fools.

The young man did not wonder why the two elders of the Mu family came here.

In his opinion, it is just an ordinary escape.

Mr. Zhou has a good relationship with the two elders of the Mu family.

He also grew up calling his grandparents to him since he was a child, otherwise he would have given him such an elaborate wood carving on his birthday?

But, after all, it is a neighbor who is across the street.

Mr. Zhou is also a friend of the two elders of the Mu family.

So it is impossible for him to give him such a big gift every time he has a birthday.

His relationship with the two elders has not yet improved to this extent.

This time, it was also because it was his adult birthday, which was of great significance that he received such a gift.

He was thinking about it or he came to his house to ask Grandpa Mu to make a few wood carvings for him, and then he would sell it?

The difference between this is quite considerable.

Thinking of this, the smile on his face became brighter and brighter.

Grandpa Mu is his great God of Wealth, so he wants to get closer to the other party and establish a solid and good relationship.

But he didn't notice the cold face of the two elders at all, nor did he notice that the two elders did not call her after he entered the store.

......

"What does hippie look like?"

Mr. Zhou's scolding dispelled the man's thoughts. He looked at Mr. Zhou, both angry and confused, and his tone was not good, "Dad, what are you doing?"

"Don't let your anger on me if you are in a bad mood."

"I'm in a bad mood?"

Mr. Zhou sneered, "I'm in a bad mood."

Especially when I saw my son laughing at Lao Mu without realizing anything.

When did this kid laugh at Lao Mutou and the others like this?

If it were someone else, he would definitely say, what would it be if there was a ghost in his heart?

But the object is his own son...

He really doesn't want to believe it.

"Do you know why I'm in a bad mood?"

Mr. Zhou took a deep breath.

"Why?"

The young man replied impatiently, then muttered in a low voice, "I'm not the roundworm in your belly, how do I know?"

Zhou Laoqiang suppressed his emotions that he was about to explode and did not answer the young man's rhetoric.

Instead, his expression was a little stiff and changed to another question, "Do you know why I asked you to come back?"
To be continued...