Chapter 33: No no, no trouble

After drying the tie, it was still a bit wrinkled. Chen Xu burned it with a hand-held ironing machine and found that it didn't work. The material of the tie was very special, and the ironing machine was uneven.
There is also a special steam iron at home. Chen Xu went to the closet to find the iron, and was ready to try it.
"Mom, is this Dad's tie? Is Dad going to come back?" Tong Tong suddenly came running, holding Zhang Qian's tie in his hand, looking at Chen Su with joy and expectation.
Chen Su was sour, he touched his son's head, and gently took the tie away from him. "It's not Dad's, it's Uncle Zhang Qian."
"Oh!" The light in Tongtong's eyes dimmed, and he nodded sensiblely, pulling his small shoulders back to continue playing with toys.
Chen Xu wanted to hug the boy with the past, but also felt that he couldn't make his father feel sad and must be comforted if he didn't come back, so after hesitating, he still pretended to look for the iron.
Just found the iron, Tongtong ran over again, and his big eyes flashed again, "Mom, is that Uncle Zhang going to our house?"
Chen Su was a little surprised. Tong Tong had only seen Zhang Qian once. Why did he expect him so?
"Does Tongtong like Uncle Zhang very much?"
"Like!" Tong Tong fluttered with big eyes, "Uncle Zhang is so handsome! And he will solve the case! Mom, when is Uncle Zhang coming? I want him to see my seal."
Chen Xu: "..."
He is a young dog at a young age. I like people because they are handsome. Why is this child superficial?
"Uncle Zhang is very busy. I haven't had time to come recently." Chen Xu had no choice but to fool his son.
"Then he can come on my birthday?" Tong Tong said, "I want my father and Uncle Zhang to come with me for my birthday."
"I'm afraid not. Uncle Zhang is very busy and has no time." Chen Xu couldn't imagine Zhang Qian and Lu Zhenyu meeting. Lu Zhenyu thought she was really dating Zhang Qian. She doesn't need to trouble herself.
"Oh." Tong Tong was completely frustrated, his head down and hesitated.
"Tongtong, do you want to see my mother ironing clothes?" Chen Su, while supporting the ironing stand, teased Tongtong to chat and wanted to divert his attention.
"No." Tong Tong was in a bad mood, pouting his mouth and going back to the living room floor mat to play with his toys.
Chen Xu knew his temper and did not provoke him in the past. He laid his tie on the ironing board and started ironing.
I don't know what material the tie is, she turned the temperature down so she was afraid of burns. Chen Su was trying to adjust the temperature, and suddenly he heard Tong Tong scream and jumped up from the floor mat, crying.
"Tong Tong!" Chen Xu was startled, put the iron on the stand, and rushed towards his son.
"Mom! It hurts!" Tongtong jumped on the ground with pain, "Little fart
stock hurts!"
"What's going on? What's wrong with the fart?" Chen Xu quickly took off Tongtong's pants and checked.
Chen Xu took a sigh of relief as he took off his pants. A thumbtack pinned on Tongtong's little fart

Why is there such a pushpin at home? Chen Su looked at the newly unsealed toys on the floor mat, and regretted that he could slap himself.
The new toys bought on Taobao let Tongtong play without checking. This thumbtack was mixed in the toy and was accidentally seated by Tongtong.
Too late to curse the unreliable Taobao seller, Chen Xu quickly helped his son to deal with the wound.
When the thumbtack □□, Tong Tong screamed again, and Chen Su's heart and heart were hurting.
The nails were brand new and did not rust. Chen Xu was disinfected or he felt uneasy. He was going to take Tongtong to the emergency department to see if he needed a tetanus shot.
Chen Su took Tongtong's medical insurance card and was about to go out. He suddenly smelled the smell of burning fabric.
bad! Chen Su's head was about to explode, and he pulled his feet and ran towards the ironing rack.
Late, the electric iron turned down from the upper side of the bracket, the high temperature edge had burned the tie, a long black scorch, Zhang Qian's tie had been used up.
Chen Su was so annoyed that she was so anxious that she didn't put the iron down.
This time, how can she explain to Zhang Qian? Zhang Qian said that he particularly likes this tie.
"Mom! Isn't Uncle Zhang's tie burnt out?" Tong Tong's fart was hurt, and he began to care about Zhang Qian's tie.
"Yeah." Chen Xu was despondent, but still pretended to be light in front of the child. "It's okay, let's go to the hospital first."
Tossing Chase back home, it was already more than 10 o'clock in the night, Chen Xu coaxed his son to sleep, only then had time to think about the tie.
The tie is scalded to others. But Chen Xu took a tie and looked left and right. He didn't see any logo or brand information.
I don't know what brand this tie is and where to buy it.
No choice, Chen Xu had to take a picture of the tie pattern details to Taobao to search.
I have to say that Taobao is almighty, and Taobao really has it.
At the price, Chen Xu's face turned pale.
More than 5000! More than 5,000 a tie! Her monthly salary! This is the purchase price ...
Chen Su is dead.
On the phone to tell Nan Nan on the matter, Chen Xusheng said ruthlessly, "I just know how sad it is to be poor. The price of a tie that people wear every day is higher than my monthly salary!"
Nan Nan also lamented, "It's a big risk to get in touch with rich people. If you don't make it, you will lose your home. Fortunately, it is only a tie of more than 5,000 yuan. If you damage your watch, hundreds of thousands will not be enough. It all starts with millions. "
"I want to die ..." Chen Xu was distressed and died. "I want to give Tong Tong a piano lesson. It costs 300 yuan per lesson. I am hesitant to report it. As a result, a broken tie costs me five or six. thousand!"
"Tell him the truth and tell him to forget it. He accidentally burned it," said Nan Nan on Monday. "Will Zhang Qian still want you to pay?"
"Forget it." Chen Xu shook his head. "I don't think it's good."
Knowing that Zhang Qian was definitely not going to ask her for compensation when she said it, she also said it intentionally. She can't do it.
"Well, he's a copycat bought by Taobao?" Nan Nan's brain hole widened on Monday. "Do you remember the" necklace "of Mo Passang?"
Mathilde borrowed a diamond necklace from a rich friend to attend the party, and accidentally lost the necklace. She borrowed money to buy a new necklace and returned it to her friends. In order to pay off her debts, she cut back on food and worked a short time, and worked hard for ten years. Finally she knew that the necklace she had borrowed was a string of fake diamond necklaces.
Chen Xu sighed, "No, there is no such thing on Taobao. The brand is very niche and there is only one purchasing agent."
Even if she had, she could not buy a copy of the cottage and return it to Zhang Qian.
The day goes by quickly, and the time comes to Wednesday.
After bathing Tong Tong in the evening, Chen Xu was lying in bed and holding Tong Tong to tell him a story. Liu Jike called her.
"Xiao Chen, haven't you slept yet?" Liu Jike said, "I have to inform you in advance about something."
"Liu, you said."
"I just received a notice. I'm going on a business trip on Friday. The original summary on Friday night will be changed to tomorrow afternoon. You should arrange the things at hand in advance and participate on time tomorrow afternoon."
Chen Xu: "..."
That is to say, there is no holiday on Thursday afternoon, and she has agreed with Zhang Qian to go to his company to return the tie.
"No problem?" Liu Jike asked Chen Xu.
"Well, no," Chen Xu said, "I will be on time tomorrow afternoon."
After hanging up the phone, Chen Xu thought about it and called Zhang Qian. The time should be changed to notify him as soon as possible.
"Hey, brother," Chen Xu was very sorry. "I'm so sorry. I just received the notice from the leader saying that we will have a meeting on Thursday afternoon. I can't go to your company on Thursday afternoon."
Zhang Qian was working overtime in the office. He was very happy to receive Chen Xu's phone call, and thinking of seeing her tomorrow, he was in a state of excitement all day.
As a result, Chen Xu's opening was a bad news.
Disappointed in his heart, he could only pretend to be calm and said, "It doesn't matter, I'll send it back when I have time."
Zhang Qian was about to make another excuse to talk to Chen Su, and heard a small milk tone on the phone, "Uncle Zhang! Uncle Zhang!"
It's Tongtong.
Zhang Qian likes Tong Tong, and immediately laughs, "Hey, it's me. Is Tong Tong next to his mother?"
"Mom! Give me your phone. I want to talk to Uncle Zhang."
Zhang Qian heard that Tong Tong was bargaining with Chen Xu.
"Uncle Zhang is very busy and doesn't necessarily have time to chat with you," Chen Xu said. "Mum first asked Uncle Zhang to be inconvenient to talk to you. If it is convenient, you can talk to Uncle Zhang for a while, but not more than two minutes. Because you should sleep. "
"Five minutes?" Tong Tong begged. "I want Uncle Zhang to tell me a story."
"Just two minutes."
Then Chen Xu's voice, with a little embarrassment, "Brother, Tong Tong wants to talk to you for a while, are you free now?"
"Okay, free." Zhang Qian readily agreed.
"Uncle Zhang, when will you come to play at my house again?" Tong Tong said with a warm invitation. "My mother bought me many new stamps, and you have all the small animals you want."
Zhang Qian laughed. "So good? What kind of animals do Tongtong like best?"
...
Chen Su leaned on the bed, watching Tong Tong frowningly chatting with Zhang Qian, showing off his new toy, can not help but want to laugh.
Zhang Qian is really patient and can talk to four-year-olds. Morality is really nothing to say.
"Okay, two minutes have arrived." Chen Xu was afraid that Tong Tong would bother Zhang Qian too much, and he kept his time strictly, and brought the mobile phone as soon as two minutes arrived.
"One more thing! Just one!" Tong Tong shouted into his mobile phone. "Uncle, come to my house for dinner on Saturday! My mother said she wants to make sweet and sour fish on Saturday!"
Chen Xu rushed to grab the cell phone, but it was too late. She heard Zhang Qian said on the phone: "Okay, if your mother doesn't object."
Chen Xu: "..."
The innocent bear child made his own claim to dinner. Is the old mother too late to pretend to be dead?
"Mom! Please, let your uncle come to our house for dinner!" Tong Tong still begged her, "Uncle did help you to hang out last time!"
Chen Xu: "!!!"
This kid must be wrong! This was definitely not her birth, and her own son would not insert the knife so stably.
Zhang Qian probably guessed that it was now she was answering with her mobile phone. She was very empathetic and said, "Oh, it doesn't matter, cooking is also very troublesome, childish, don't worry."
Knowing that you don't want to invite me to dinner, it's okay, I understand, I won't bother you.
Zhang Qian said all about this, what else can Chen Xu say?
She could only cough, and sent out an invitation with "enthusiasm", "No, no trouble. I just want to return your tie. Brother, if you don't dislike it, come here for a lunch on Saturday."
Forget it, Saturday is Saturday. She happened to call Mon Nan also. Mon Nan recently wanted to change jobs and let Mon Nan get to know Zhang Zhang, which is also good for her career development.
The author has something to say: Zhang Qian: Mrs. Chen, baby ~ talk about words, talk about psychological warfare, can you win me? Hehe ...

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