MTL - I Heard That I Am a Scumbag, God of War Alpha-Chapter 18 make him wait

When Chen E returned to Central Star earlier, Chen Hongfei made several phone calls but was cut off. Since then, the father and son have never contacted each other like strangers.

It is said that Chen Hongfei complained to people in the Congress that his wife, Bian Wei, cooked a large table of dishes by herself. This stepmother was more attentive than her own mother. As a result, Chen E was unfilial and didn't even take reason.

So the other party had no choice but to comfort him and said, "Chen E, look at his style of decision-making in frontier operations, which is such a temperament that he does not recognize his relatives."

The gossip finally spread to the military headquarters, and the melon-eating civilians were halfway through the discussion when they suddenly saw Chen E walking into the office.

He hurriedly silenced, changed the subject abruptly, and forcibly said that the newly opened milk tea shop nearby was not very tasty and would close down sooner or later.

When Chen E entered Old General Xie's office, someone asked in a low voice, "Didn't he hear it?"

In fact, Chen E didn't bother to pay attention to whether he heard it or not. He grew up savagely from the crevices of rocks, holding an indifferent attitude towards many people and many things.

It was almost six o'clock after the report, General Xie took a look at Chen E's schedule and asked, "Go back so early today?"

"I have an appointment tonight."

So Old General Xie understood: "Okay, young people should enjoy life. Then you should work harder tomorrow morning and hand in the report on time."

Chen E responded.

Before going out, I heard Old General Xie say again: "Chen E, I am training you as my successor. It will take a few years of hard work now, and in the future, you will be in charge of the entire region of the Central Star."

The old man said in a deep voice, "Don't let me down."

Chen E turned around and remained silent for half a second. The heels of his military boots knocked together, and he saluted, "Yes."

It's been cooling down and windy these days. On the way back, the branches and leaves of the plane trees beside the road were shaken by the blowing.

The robot sent a voice: "The Zhuang Banquet has arrived."

Chen E supported the steering wheel and said without emotion: "Let him wait first."

But when he got near his home, he didn't rush in and park the car.

Late autumn night.

Chen E turned off the fire under the shadow of the tree, and looked coldly at the lights in the room. As long as it is in the dark, some things will not have nowhere to hide.

He opened the car window a little, and the wind blew in, and his fingertips soon became cold.

The robot sent another voice message: "Zhuang Yan asks you how many minutes are left, he can prepare dinner first."

"Tell Zhuang Yan, five minutes." Chen E said.

When he was young, he often hid under the shadow of the bushes next to the dealer, and he didn't even know what he was waiting for.

Occasionally smokes, and when he hears the footsteps and voices of others passing by, he uses his shoes to snuff out the cigarette butts.

Later, I lived too hard at the border, quit smoking, and hardened my heart. Looking back at the past, it is far more ridiculous than nostalgic.

In the end, it was deliberately delayed for another ten minutes.

If Zhuang Yan is still like in previous years, he has to pretend to be obedient and obedient to play with people's hearts. I definitely can't pretend now, I will get angry, and even leave directly.

The lights in the house stayed on.

Chen E closed the car window, drove the hover car into the garage and parked it. He walked up from the basement, pushed open the door on the first floor, and was dazzled by the warm light from the kitchen.

Unlike the empty and silent room in the past, he could smell the aroma of nutritious meals, but the table was empty.

Standing in front of the kitchen counter, Zhuang Yan raised his head and smiled gently when he saw Chen E: "You're back? The food is a bit cold, I'll warm it up first."

From such a distance, he couldn't see the small mole on Zhuang Yan's earlobe, but could only notice the dimple on Omega's cheek.

She looks good when she smiles, and the corners of her eyes are curved, in the shape of the last quarter moon.

Chen E hung up his coat and asked coldly, "What about the robot, why don't you let it do it?"

Zhuang Yan lowered his head.

The robot, staring innocently, was dealing with other messy mail and errands.

Zhuang Yan said with a good temper: "It looks a bit busy, I have more time, and the same goes for me to heat up the meals."

Chen E washed his hands and took the hot nutritious meal out of the stove. Zhuang Yan seemed to be familiar with the layout of the kitchen, and took the initiative to fetch clean tableware.

Chen E pointed to the dining table: "Sit."

Zhuang Yan sat down facing him.

Because there is no time to prepare, the nutritious meal is just the most simple and ordinary taste. Chen E was used to eating fast in the army, and he wolfed down the food in two or three strokes.

Obviously should have had enough.

But he still felt very hungry, and his stomach was uncomfortably empty. It was as if there was a hole deep in the body that couldn't be filled.

Chen E was good at restraint and patience, he didn't go to get food, and he didn't look at Zhuang Yan's thin white fingertips holding the tableware. I just turned out my optical brain, read the information with a frown, and glanced at whether there was any important matter that needed to be dealt with.

Suddenly I heard Zhuang Yan's hesitant voice: "You seem to be very busy recently."

Chen E frowned: "Yes."

After Zhuang Yan finished eating, he put down his chopsticks. He said: "If I really don't have time, I can go back later."

"..."

"We can meet again when you are free."

The expression on Chen E's face suddenly sank, his eyes were gloomy and stubborn. He suppressed his impatience and asked Zhuang Yan: "Are you in a hurry to go back?"

Zhuang Yan shook his head: "No hurry."

"Another homework?"

Zhuang Yan thought for a while, and followed Chen E's intentions and asked, "Then can I borrow a desk and do my homework here?"

Chen E stared at him steadily for a few seconds before he let go and said, "You can use the study room from last time."

Zhuang Yan hummed, and then asked, "What about you?"

Chen E turned his head and pointed to the living room, his brows and eyes were tired and he was too lazy to speak.

So it was arranged like this. The robot is working very hard at the moment, cleaning up the dining table and putting the dishes in the dishwasher.

Zhuang Yan only brought an optical brain, so he asked Chen E for some waste paper for drafting.

Today's class is a little more difficult, and it is necessary to calculate the force of complex space buildings. Zhuang Yan placed the optical brain screen to display the topic, and then lowered his head to write and draw on the paper.

When he was concentrating, his eyelashes drooped, and he naturally ignored the sounds outside. He didn't even hear the robot cutting fruit in the kitchen, and Zhuang Yan didn't realize it until it brought the fruit plate and put it aside.

Then he said, "Thank you."

The robot scanned the draft of Zhuang Yan with its electronic eyes.

"The thinking is correct, please continue."

Zhuang Yan: "..."

The watermelon is sweet and the apples are crispy.

Plus an all-purpose robot that can help check homework.

Zhuang Yan suddenly felt that staying with Chen E to do homework seems to be quite good...

However, he just lost his mind for a while, then restrained his thoughts, and calculated seriously.

in the living room.

Chen E turned out the report to be handed over to General Xie tomorrow morning from the optical brain, and read it again with a frown. In fact, most of it has been completed before, and there are only a few places that need to be modified, and the final summary.

Some officers in the military who are not good at paperwork like to pass it on to adjutants or robotic assistants.

Chen E is different. Although he left the border in the year he graduated, he was always the number one maverick in his grade in high school, with solid basic skills.

Even if he has been tempered in the flames of gunpowder and war for a few years, and now he returns to the central star, this ability to write reports can be regained without much effort.

He wrote while thinking, maybe it was because there was an extra banquet in the family, so he couldn't calm down.

The optical brain suddenly popped up a video call from Chen Hongfei.

I wanted to hang up directly, but when I clicked it, I was upset and anxious, so I accidentally pressed it to connect.

In this case, I am too lazy to hang up. Chen E leaned back on the back of the sofa, and waited indifferently for the other party to speak first.

Perhaps it was an accident that he got through, and Chen Hongfei was silent for two or three seconds before he opened his mouth and said:

"Chen E?"

Chen Hongfei is in his early fifties this year, and his voice sounds deep and majestic. After all, as a member of parliament, he is used to bossing around on weekdays.

Before Chen E could respond, he directly ordered: "It's fine if you didn't have time to go home last time. Aunt Bian Wei is going to hold an engagement banquet for Xiao Ran next month. You are brothers after all, so you should attend if you have time; Even if you really don’t have time, you should choose a gift to send over.”

Chen E glanced at the lights reflected in the study, and said, "I won't go, and I don't have any presents."

Chen Hongfei asked: "What do you mean?"

"Did you make it clear back then?" Chen E's tone was not fluctuating, "You never have an eldest son like me who shames the Chen family, and Chen Ran is not my younger brother."

Chen Hongfei was silent for half a second.

"Mr. Chen, this is what you said yourself."

Chen E hung up the phone directly, and anticipating that Chen Hongfei should already be on the other end, he was so angry that he vented his anger on Bian Wei.

He suddenly felt better for no reason, and slowed down his voice and asked the robot standing nearby: "Zhuang Yan is still studying?"

"Still."

"Didn't talk to anyone else?"

Robot: "He's doing structural mechanics."

Chen E hummed, lowered his eyelids and put the light brain on his fingertips to play around.

His eyes are actually very good-looking, and his double eyelids are deeply folded. When the hostility and hostility fade away, there is actually a bit of concentration and deepness.

Maybe Zhuang Yan can't pretend for so long.

But this thought only floated up from the bottom of my heart a little bit, and I didn't really say it.

Zhuang Yan was not so patient in the past, and it was impossible for him to be willing to wait at home and reheat the food like today.

Since he was transferred to the central star, his relationship with Zhuang Yan has gradually become harmonious.

It's like a hole is suddenly torn open in a long lonely and dark night. People always have a phototaxis and like to walk towards warm places.

But the closer you get, the more afraid you will be burned.

Chen E had too many disappointments in his life.

Considering that Zhuang Yan was studying hard in the study room next to the wall, his voice was low, as if he was discussing with a robot, or talking to himself:

"Anyway, the dealer doesn't want him anymore. I can grab him and lock him in the house."

The end of the story was drowned in the wind that rattled the treetops.

The robot didn't say anything, and the room was so quiet that he could almost hear his heartbeat.

a long time.

Chen E squeezed the center of his eyebrows, and laughed at himself.