“Grandma thinks there are as many layers as there are layers.”
Satisfied, the old lady hung up the phone cheerfully.
When you are in a good mood, you can do everything with enthusiasm.
It also feels like time goes by so fast.
It seemed like I had just had lunch, and it was time for dinner in the blink of an eye.
Zhou Honglin deliberately turned down all the entertainment tonight, drove back to his hometown alone, and told his parents that he was going to go through the divorce procedures with Hai Ling tomorrow afternoon.
When he got home, his parents were just preparing dinner.
“Hong Lin, why are you back?”
Zhou’s mother heard the sound of the car, took a bowl of rice, and went out to look while eating. Seeing that her son had returned, she asked in surprise, and then asked with concern: “Have you eaten yet?”
“Mom, I haven’t eaten yet, is there any food for me?”
Zhou Honglin got off the car with the copies of the evidence he got from Hai Ling, and walked to his mother, “Why are you eating so late?”
“If you don’t do anything, you won’t feel hungry, and you don’t want to eat so early. I’ll get you the bowls and chopsticks.”
Mother Zhou entered the house with her son, put the bowls and chopsticks on the table, and then went into the kitchen to help her son with the bowls and chopsticks.
Father Zhou stared at his son: “What are you doing back? How is Yangyang? Have you ever cared about Yangyang?”
“Dad, eat first, and I’ll talk to you later.”
Zhou Honglin was afraid that if he said it now, his parents would not even be able to eat.
“What did you get back?”
Father Zhou glanced at the yellow file bag.
Zhou Honglin smiled, but didn’t answer.
Father Zhou has a solid idea in his heart, it must be because of the divorce with Hai Ling.
Mother Zhou came out with the bowls and chopsticks, and helped her son prepare the meal, “You didn’t tell me in advance that Mom didn’t cook your meal, so there was only a bowl of rice left over, which was originally reserved for feeding the dogs. If you’re not full, Mom will cook you noodles again.”
“Mom, I’m full after eating a bowl of rice.”
From the moment he came in, Zhou Honglin let his mother get him bowls and chopsticks and help him serve his meals. He was used to his mother’s behavior.
After the family of three ate and drank enough, Zhou Honglin first handed the yellow file bag to his father.
“what?”
Father Zhou was suspicious, so he reached out to take the bag, opened it, and took out a stack of papers and photos from inside.
Mother Zhou also came over to watch.
Looking at it, the couple frowned.
“Hong Lin, did you collect so much money?” Zhou’s mother was shocked that her son had so much money.
Father Zhou frowned and asked his son, “Hailing gave this to you?”