The community was very big, and in the end they both found a place selling sesame cakes, an inconspicuous small shop, which was still in the corner of the community, but there were still people queuing up.

Song Chen was going to buy it, and Zhao Jindong asked, "Are you full?"

"I can't eat it anymore," Song Chen said: "But you see so many people queuing up, it must be delicious. I bought it and gave it to them to try it."

Zhao Jindong didn't ask who the "they" included.

I’m afraid that things like Shaobing are not eaten by Wang Ma and Mrs. Chen. It’s not a problem of dislike or not. Different social classes will have different diets. Even if Mrs. Zhao and others want to be fresh, they have never eaten on the street stall.

The cake was made of burnt and tender. Song Chen pulled a piece into his mouth, said "Hmm" and said, "It's delicious."

After saying that, he pulled a piece and handed it to Zhao Jindong. Zhao Jindong was stunned for a moment and opened his mouth to answer.

The taste is good, and the ingredients are very tasty.

Song Chen said that he was overeating, but he ate half a sesame cake. The two got into the car and went home. When they arrived at the door, they saw a strange car parked under the corridor.

Song Chen looked outside and said, "The guest is here."

He didn't take the sesame cake he bought from the car. After getting off the car with Zhao Jindong, he arrived at the living room and was stunned for a moment.

Because he saw Zheng Hong.

It was so conspicuous, just like what he saw in the mall that day, even his clothes were the same, and he recognized it just by looking at his back.

Looking back at Zhao Jindong, he saw that Zhao Jindong's face turned dim.

Someone came in outside, and Zheng Hong also looked back and saw them, and immediately stood up, looking a little cramped, but with a smile: "You are back."

Mrs. Zhao said: "Near East, you are back just in time. Your mother said she had something to come to you."

As she said that, she stood up, and Zhao Jindong said, "Let's talk upstairs."

As he said that, he went upstairs. Song Chen stood in the living room without moving. Zheng Hong walked over with a smile, looked at him, and said, "Last time is quite in a hurry. Let's go out to have something to drink together later."

Song Chen didn't say anything, and he didn't even laugh, and his dejected face looked a little serious. Zheng Hong was stunned for a moment, didn't say anything, and followed Zhao Jindong upstairs.

Song Chen then walked to the sofa. Zhao Yungang was still sitting on the sofa, his face was not very good-looking.

Song Chen didn't know what Zheng Hong was doing now and what kind of mother-son relationship was with Zhao Jindong, so he was cautious and didn't say anything. Zhao Yungang asked him, "Do you still contact her frequently?"

"No," Song Chen said.

But I don’t know whether he has any before, anyway, he didn’t write about it in “Divorce”.

Zhao Yungang said: "Stop dealing with her in the future, don't get stuck between her and her dick and not be pleased."

Song Chen nodded. It seemed that Zheng Hong was very disgusted with the Zhao family.

Mrs. Zhao asked, "What did the second child take you to eat? What is your father's name? "

Song Chen said: "The toilet skewers taste very good, but the name is a bit scary."

"Why did you get such a name?" said Mrs. Zhao: "But it's fine. Your father was angry when he saw the photos you posted and said he wanted to educate the second child."

Song Chen said: "It's quite interesting to eat once a while. We saw a man selling sesame cakes next to us. Many people lined up to buy them, so I bought a little for my family. I just saw a customer's car parked outside, so I didn't bring it in."

"Please bring it in, I didn't even have lunch," said Zhao Yungang.

Song Chen went out to get the cakes, and when he got outside, he remembered that the car door was closed and the car key was Zhao Jindong.

He went upstairs to get the keys, walked carefully to the third floor, knocked on the door first, and heard Zhao Jindong let him in, he went in before he could enter. After entering, he was very careful and looked directly at Zhao Jindong and said, "Give me the car keys."

Zhao Jindong took out the car key and handed it to him. When Song Chen took it, he glanced at Zheng Hong who was sitting on the sofa. Seeing Zheng Hong wiped tears, he probably was afraid that he would see it, so he turned to the side.

He quickly came out of the room, closed the door and paused for a while, and then Zheng Hong said inside, "Have you made up with him?"

He felt a little moved, and he couldn't help but lean against the door and listened to Zhao Jindong, "It's the same."

Song Chen went downstairs.

Zhao Yungang likes to eat the sesame cakes he bought very much. He said that when he was young, he started a business and often ate sesame cakes and drank a bottle of mineral water to deal with it.

"It's so difficult." Song Chen said.

"I heard your father say that the family is not that difficult. My parents' home is not a vegetarian," said Mrs. Zhao. "He doesn't want to have a good meal."

"I was busy at that time, time is money." Zhao Yungang said as he took a sesame cake to Mrs. Zhao: "Do you taste it? Is it the original taste?"

Mrs. Zhao turned her head and said, "I'm losing weight, I don't eat any pasta."

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard the cry of a woman coming from the upper floor. Song Chen immediately turned his head and looked upstairs. Zhao Yungang's smile disappeared, and he put down the sesame cake in his hand and stood up.

Mrs. Zhao said, "What are you doing?"

"You can still ask her to make trouble at home like this. I think the second child is still not good, and this matter cannot be handled well."

As soon as Zhao Yun said, he went upstairs. Mrs. Zhao and Song Chen followed closely behind. When they arrived at the third floor, Zheng Hong's crying louder: "You have a hard wing now, and your mother doesn't care about it anymore, right? If I hadn't given birth to you and raised you, how could you be like today!"

Zhao Yungang pushed open the door directly. Zheng Hong turned around crying and saw him coming in, immediately wiped his face.

Song Chen stood behind Mrs. Zhao and looked into the room. When he saw Zhao Jindong's face turned dark. Although he had no expression on his face, he could still see his anger.

"What's the argument?" Zhao Yungang said.

Zheng Hong wiped her eyes again and didn't say anything.

Song Chen followed Mrs. Zhao into the living room. When he got closer, he found that Zhao Jindong's eyes were all red.

"You are not young anymore," Zhao Yungang said to Zheng Hong: "You are so crying and making trouble with your child, and you don't look like a mother at all. Nothing is worthy of your crying like this at home."

"I'm at a loss, too," said Zheng Hong. "Otherwise, I, a mother, would do everything possible to beg my son like this? You taught me well, and he didn't even recognize his own mother."

"Zheng Hong, you have to make it clear," Mrs. Zhao immediately said with an unhappy expression: "After so many years, my second son has contacted you. My father and I have never cared about it. During the holidays, we take the initiative to prepare gifts and ask him to take you to see you. I dare not say how good I am to my second son, but I have never said a word of bad things to you in front of him. If you don't believe me, I can confront you now. He doesn't recognize you, and you should find the reason from yourself. Although we have no contact with you, we have heard more or less about you. Don't shake it out in front of the child, and everyone will see it ugly."

Zheng Hong and Mrs. Zhao were destined to be old enemies. Why was Zheng Hong willing to be at a disadvantage in front of her: "You are now like a wife. If it weren't for you, Zheng Hong would be able to this day?"

"Okay, why are you quarreling?" Zhao Yungang suddenly became angry and looked at Zheng Hong: "You just say, why are you looking for the second child?"

Zheng Hong looked a little embarrassed and said, "I'm tight, so I'll borrow some from my son."

“How much do you want?”

Zheng Hong said: "Not much, seven or eight hundred thousand is enough."

Zhao Yungang looked at Zhao Jindong with a dark face, and Zhao Jindong said, "I won't give her a single point."

Mrs. Zhao's lips pursed slightly, as if she was about to smile. She turned her head and looked at Song Chen next to her, and the smile on her lips was suppressed again. Song Chen said: "He has never been a stingy person. If he doesn't give it to you, he must have not had so much on hand. I have it, I will give it to you."

"No one is allowed to give it to you," said Zhao Jindong.

Strong attitude and bad tone.

Seven or eight hundred thousand is not a small amount, but for families like them, it is not a huge amount. Usually, Zhao Yungang gives Song Chen a pocket money not much smaller than this amount. Zheng Hong is Zhao Jindong's biological mother. With Zhao Jindong's current net worth, giving her seven or eight hundred thousand is actually not an exaggeration. Zhao Yungang said: "It's not a problem to give you, but I'll tell you, Zheng Hong, don't develop the habit and ask for the second child at any time."

Zheng Hong said: "I promise, the last time."

Zhao Yungang looked at Zhao Jindong, and Zhao Jindong looked firm and said, "I won't give her a point, I won't give her a point. I won't give her a point. It's your business if you want to give it."

Zheng Hong cried out and covered her mouth and said, "Okay, okay, you won't ask if your mother dies."

"Give it to her," Zhao Yungang gave the order, "I'll send it away quickly if I give it to you, don't cry at home on weekends."

"That..." Song Chen didn't know whether to call his mother or aunt, "I'll give it to you, both of us will give it to you. I'll get the card."

Zhao Jindong said: "You are a person who doesn't do anything to have a free time. Do you use your own little money to fill her bad debts?"

Song Chen was stunned for a moment, his face flushed. Mrs. Zhao said, "Second, what are you talking about?"

Zhao Yungang's face looked even more ugly. Zhao Jindong said: "If you want to give it, you can give it. It's just that it has nothing to do with me. In the future, this woman will not see her when she comes to me. If you want her to enter the house, you don't have to tell me."

He said and looked at Zheng Hong: "I told you last time that you asked me for money again, and I will cut off contact with you. Now that you open your mouth and ask for it, our mother-son relationship will be gone. From now on, I will call you mom again, just like the poisonous oath I asked you to make last time, I was hit and killed by a car when I told me to go out."

He said it was plain, but Song Chen and the others were all shocked. Zheng Hong cried and angry, saying, "Your heart is so cruel."

After Zhao Jindong said that, he walked out directly. Song Chen chased him out and watched him walk down the stairs quickly. He was probably a little anxious. He staggered up the stairs and almost fell. He stopped at the entrance of the stairs and looked back at the person in the room. Zhao Yungang said, "You all go out first, I'll have a good chat with her."

Mrs. Zhao was probably shocked by Zhao Jindong's words just now, and honestly said nothing, so she closed the door and came out quickly and pulled Song Chen downstairs. Song Chen was a little at a loss: "Do I want to chase him?"

"Let your dad ask what's going on first." Mrs. Zhao said: "From the second child's opinion, this woman has asked for money for the first time."

The two of them came down to the second floor. Mrs. Zhao said, "I know she lost a lot of business a few years ago, and her life was not good. However, she has been hooking up with so many wealthy bosses over the years, so she has some savings on hand, right? If I could live a life of my life, I wouldn't have had such a quarrel with my son. Is it necessary to break up with my mother and son? Isn't it that mother wants to be a mother?"

Although Zhao Jindong is cold-hearted, he is not a stingy person. He can’t take out 700,000 to 800,000, or do he not want to give it?

"Isn't my second child squeezed it out by her?" Mrs. Zhao grabbed Song Chen's arm and said, "So he invited you to dinner today, so he can only go to a small restaurant?"

Song Chen said: "It shouldn't be."

Zhao Jindong took him to eat skewers, probably just trying to tease him. He usually gives him a pot of flowers for tens of thousands of dollars. The male protagonist he wrote should not be a man who beats the swollen face and pretends to be fat.

He and Mrs. Zhao looked at each other and sat in the tea room on the second floor for a while. After a while, they saw Zheng Hong leave. Then they walked to Zhao Yungang. Mrs. Zhao asked, "Did you give it?"

Zhao Yungang asked: "Where is the second child?"

"Go out." Song Chen said.

Zhao Yungang sighed and headed to the bedroom. Mrs. Zhao followed: "Tell me, what's going on?"

Song Chen followed closely, and he had to figure it out.

Zhao Yun just sat down when he arrived at the room and said, "She is gambling and has been borrowing money from her second child intermittently for several years."

Mrs. Zhao looked surprised: "From your tone, she is not gambled in a small amount?"
To be continued...