Sweet Pet Dog Abuse Law

Chapter 27 Father's Birthday

"That's different." Zhang Mian said seriously.

Seeing that he was rarely serious, Chu Mu smiled, packed up the dishes and went downstairs, then came up and lifted the quilt to hug Zhang Mian. At night, he was uncomfortable and went to bed early, so sleepy that he couldn’t even open his eyes in the blink of an eye. .Whenever Zhang Mian is asleep, he looks the most innocent and harmless. Chu Mu has seen it many times and is always confused by that cleanliness. The boy's exclusive skin is as delicate and firm as usual, and it is only when he is asleep. It was only when Chu Mu dared to get close and sniff it. What does it taste like to let him grow up without any hardships?

He thought that he must be a pervert, and wanted to rub that person into his bones and love him. From now on, Zhang Mian will be the only one in the Zhang family, so why isn't he always alone.

The distance between them was less than one centimeter, and Zhang Mian stretched out his hand to hold him, his eyes were still blurred but clearer, "I'm getting older."

"it is good."

Hearing the man's words was like hearing the strongest promise, Zhang Mianan laid his heart on the other's arm and gradually lost consciousness.

Just one word from him made him compromise. Chu Mu carefully moved his arms while he was asleep and got out of bed lightly to go to the study to sort out unfinished business. Sun Shu sent a text message saying that everyone involved in the case back then had been found.

The speed is very fast and the efficiency is high. Sitting in the office the next day, Chu Mu flipped through the reports sent by Sun Shu one by one, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"It was a small town back then, and everyone knew what was going on. Just eliminate it and you can get a general idea. Your father was imprisoned with witnesses. In addition, the person who killed your father in prison was someone who had received money from Zhang Tianguo. I bought his life, and I will only agree to his request when I am poor and afraid, a few days ago I was too scared to leave the house when I talked about what happened back then."

"How much Zhang Tianguo gave him?"

Sun Shu replied, "5."

Zhang Mian thought about twenty years ago, 5 was a big sum, but the life of his father, Chu Mu, was worth 5?Really that sentence, people are worthless.

"Recently, he is going crazy, the old man is dying, and there is still no news about the will." Chu Mu said coldly.

Sun Shu nodded: "I'm a little anxious, but his taste is a bit special recently." He said it as if it was hard to say, he glanced at Chu Mu and continued, "He likes to play with students recently."

Chu Mu narrowed his eyes: "Child lover?"

"Almost, he has no children. I had someone follow him before and found that he would sneak into the 'chicken shop' at night. I asked people to find out that they were all children."

"He didn't usually show any special hobbies."

"If a person pushes himself hard, maybe a second personality will emerge. He likes to torture those girls in those shops, let alone the older ones."

"You really do it when you're old, guess if the old man knows it." It was an unexpected gain, Chu Mu stood up and looked down, only a head could be seen, and everything was under his feet.

"It's really hard to say. If the people I sent hadn't been more dedicated, they might never have known about it." It's very deep and cunning.

While talking, the door was knocked, Chu Mu didn't look back, "Come in."

The secretary walked in respectfully and put down a document package: "President, the person who sent it said it was yours."

Chu Mu thought about it for a while and didn't buy anything recently and he seldom buys things online, could it be Zhang Mian?

Impossible, he has no money.

He opened it suspiciously, and smiled in the next second, and waved his hand to let the secretary go out before pulling it out completely: "It was sent by the old man." That day the old man said that he would give him what he wanted, so he took his son's life gave it to myself.

The branch responsible for cosmetics in Shenzuna was in dilapidated condition in the hands of Zhang Tianguo. It was obvious that the turnover in first-tier cities should not be so bleak, so Chu Mu motioned Sun Shu to take a look.

"It's only been a few years, and he's making false accounts?" The data of the documents sent by the old man has dropped sharply. Sun Shu's loyalty to Chu Mu for so many years is not fake. It was his son's hard work, "Exaggerating the receipts and emptying the finances, the old man checked really carefully, any one he throws out can make him go to prison."

"My own son, I can't bear it."

Sun Shu said: "A biological son is not as good as a grandson."

"The old man has no hope. Of course he puts his hope on the young one, but now he has to beg me." Speaking of Zhang Mian, a place in his heart became soft and warm, and Chu Mu's sharp eyes turned to soft.

"It will be the old man's 79th birthday in a few days."

Sun Shu was taken aback: "Do you remember all this?"

"Zhang Mian respects grandpa, I remember that he should." Chu Mu was silent, "Ten thousand steps back, if it weren't for the old man, I wouldn't be able to sit in this position. A certain chairman of our country will hold power in his old age and will not let go. I admire him enough for him to have the consciousness to let go and dare to put me in this position.”

The old man has never treated him badly, and there is no need to find that discomfort by himself. Chu Mu went home first after get off work, Zhang Mian had the habit of taking a nap, and he slept lawlessly at home alone.

Chu Mu patted his head: "It's time to wake up."

It was not enough to be flushed from sleep. A white arm dangled from the messy blanket. He took out the alarm clock and saw the time and immediately fell to the ground. He buried his face in the pillow and said in a muffled voice, "I haven't slept yet." Enough."

Feeling a little unsatisfied with crying, Chu Mu sat on the edge of the bed and sank half of it in an instant. He fished out the giant blanket and took out a pair of feet from it. Chu Mu did it very skillfully, and put his socks on while Said: "It's not that I'm going to pick up grandpa." He scratched the soles of his feet and held them tightly.

Zhang Mian was so angry that he finally retracted his feet, and found that his arms were sore from sleeping for too long, and his facial features were entangled, and he lay back on his stomach: "I still want to sleep."

"The more you sleep, the more you want to sleep, which is not good for your health."

It is estimated that Zhang Mian will not be able to sleep at night. Zhang Mian will roll over and get out of bed when he is empty. He opened the closet to find clothes.

The strong and straight legs are round and upturned hemispheres, young and immature, the back is smooth and white without any blemishes, and the reason for the evening light is still emitting a yellowish luster, Chu Mu stepped out of the boy's body in good time She looked away and coughed twice: "You move faster."

Zhang Mian couldn't help clamping his legs and trying to put himself in the closet, brother, don't look at me as adulterer... I feel like I can't hide the whole person from his eyes, and the possessive glance made his heart beat a lot faster .

Slapping his face and following his parents in the car to the place where the old man lived, Zhang Mian grabbed his ears to force him to calm down, passed by the dessert shop he usually goes to and went down to order a cake, and after paying the deposit, he went back: "Can I Do it yourself?"

The cashier was a little embarrassed. This person is a regular customer and every time he buys a big deal, but there is no rule in the store that the customer does the work. He can only say: "Don't worry, our cakes are carefully made by a special chef, and the master is also from ..."

Zhang Mian was annoyed, "I just want to do it myself."

The store manager was waiting nearby, and when he heard the words, he looked at the man behind the boy and nodded immediately: "Come early on your birthday, our master will teach you how to do it by the side."

His family has everything, Zhang Mian can't think of what gift to give the old man, if possible, he would like to give his grandfather ten years of life, 79 years old is very old, it is good to make the old man happy, with the approval of the store manager, Zhang Mian happily walked ahead and talked about what to cook that day.

"Make it sweet but not too sweet." Remembering that Aunt Su hadn't come back yet, Zhang Mian asked the parents when they would come back.

Chu Mu thought for a moment: "Didn't tell me, she hired for a month, I'll do it."

"Then I want to help too!"

Chu Mu pinched his face and said helplessly, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

The old man had packed his things long ago, sat in the wheelchair and watched Zhang Mian get off the car and ran to his side, joking, "It's just a little birthday."

But there are not many opportunities for you to celebrate your birthday, Zhang Mian pushed the wheelchair, "I passed the fourth grade yesterday."

"Then have you passed?" the old man got to the point as soon as he said it.

There was no way to pretend to be coercive, Zhang Mian raised his head: "I promise."

Chu Mu is worried, so don't cry when the time comes.

The nurse also accompanied the old man back home in case there would be an accident at night. The room was tidied up by Zhang Mian and he showed off for a while. The old man felt relieved and touched when he touched his grandson's head. Maybe this grandson's head is a little useless but his heart is not bad.

On my birthday, there was no important class on Wednesday. Zhang Mian looked in the mirror and tidied up his clothes. There was nothing out of the ordinary. He took the leave slip and went to the aunt in the dormitory to sign off. The old man couldn’t eat too sweet cakes, so he made unsweet ones. The cream was thick and not too sweet. Use cheap sweet and greasy, just right in your mouth.

It took a whole morning to make it, and it was bandaged in the afternoon and brought home directly.

When the old man was pushed out at night, Zhang Mian turned off the lights mysteriously. At this time, Chu Mu lit the candles and took out the cake and put it on the table. I haven't had such a romantic birthday, what kind of birthday does a big man have?

So when Zhang Mian urged him to make a birthday wish, the octogenarian felt shy and refused to make the wish, but was really upset by Zhang Mian and said, "I hope my grandson Xiao Mian will be well all his life. "

As soon as Zhang Mian was afraid that he could not control his tears, he turned around. Chu Mu hugged him and patted his shoulders, "Grandpa, please blow out the candle."

Mr. Zhang took Zhang Mian's hand and blew out the candle, and after eating a piece of cake he made himself, his face showed joy: "It's delicious."

Zhang Mian sniffed: "Of course it's delicious, can I make it unpalatable?"

When he was having a good time, the old man would inevitably think of his son whom he disliked, and being filial and not demanding was just a comparison at a critical moment, that sense of disappointment was not deceiving.

Zhang Tianguo, who disappointed the old man, was standing in the room wearing a military uniform, and the whip in his hand was tentatively thrown on the ground, and there was a loud noise.

The two young girls beside the bed shivered and snuggled together, looking at the man in fear.

With a bang, the whip fell.

"what!"