Chapter 862 Control to Death

"Dad, Mom!"

Chen Ming saw two familiar figures at the exit at the first sight.

He waved his hand and went to greet them.

No need to approach.

With his super vision, Chen Ming could see the appearance of the two elders from a distance.

There was no difference from what he remembered.

Just a little younger.

About 47 or 48 years old, his skin had aged a lot compared to the appearance of his childhood in Chen Ming's memory, especially the old man. The beauty effect was not obvious when he opened the video last time. Now that he really met, he found that he was several shades darker than before.

The whole person became a little thin.

After all, although his parents went abroad, they did not do the kind of high-end office jobs.

Otherwise, Chen Ming and his sister would not have lived a rather ordinary life in China.

"Hey! Ming'er!" Mom was the first to hear Chen Ming's call and turned her head. The moment she saw Chen Ming, the fatigue accumulated from the long journey on her face was swept away, and her whole expression became bright and lively.

Almost subconsciously, my mother stuffed the luggage she was carrying into my father's arms. My father cried out and barely held on. When he reacted, my mother had already walked several steps towards Chen Ming.

After walking in front of Chen Ming, my mother opened her arms and hugged Chen Ming in her arms.

Such enthusiasm made Chen Ming a little at a loss.

In his impression, his mother was not so enthusiastic.

"Wife, look at you, you are uncomfortable hugging your son." At this time, my father came late, hugging and dragging the luggage, and said with a little seriousness, "Such hugs are not popular in China!"

Is that so.

After staying abroad for several years, my parents have become accustomed to some etiquette there.

Chen Ming did not resist.

He was just a little caught off guard by the sudden enthusiasm.

After figuring this out, he no longer stood there at a loss, but reached out his hand, ready to hug his mother, but his mother suddenly loosened her arms and pushed Chen Ming away from her several steps.

"Let me see if you have taken good care of yourself in China, have you grown taller, have you eaten seriously..."

Chen Ming smiled helplessly, "Mom, I am so old, and I am still growing taller."

"The old saying is right, at twenty-three, you will grow up quickly, oh, why do you feel thinner!" Mom looked Chen Ming up and down.

She did not mention the companies that Chen Ming mentioned on the phone, or the big money he made.

She only cared about her son's health.

"It's not that he has lost weight, but that he has become healthier." Dad interrupted. He, who worked hard, could see from Chen Ming's forearms that he was strong.

Chen Ming reached out to his father.

Dad's face lit up, and he subconsciously wanted to open his arms.

The man who accused his wife of being too enthusiastic also wanted to hug his son when he saw him again after a long absence.

But when he found that Chen Ming just took the luggage from his arms and hands, a little disappointment flashed across his face.

The hand that had just been slightly raised froze there.

He was thin-skinned and would not say what he wanted in his heart.

But fortunately, Chen Ming noticed this.

His nose was slightly sour, and he turned his wrist and hung the luggage that was not heavy for him on his wrist, and then hugged his father who was almost a head shorter than him without saying anything.

"Welcome home!"

"After I go home this time, I won't leave. You should retire and enjoy your life."

"From now on, leave this family to me."

As soon as these words came out, the embarrassment on the face of the old father who was a little caught off guard because Chen Ming suddenly took him into his arms was replaced by a smile from the heart.

The mother beside him felt a little sad, but she still smiled and joked: "You are so young, but you like to act mature... Your father and I are not old yet, so you can handle everything."

Chatting and laughing all the way, Chen Ming took the two elders back to the car.

Although there are expensive tariffs, even in foreign countries, Porsche is definitely a luxury car. The mother who sat in the car praised the car highly.

The father had a stern face and said that the price was expensive and he should not spend money recklessly.

At first, Chen Ming thought he was just worried about his reckless spending.

So he just listened happily.

But until the father said how much the car cost abroad, how much it would cost after entering China with tariffs.

And various zero-hundred data, body wheelbase and other details.

He was complaining like he knew everything.

Although he finally advised Chen Ming not to spend money recklessly.

But Chen Ming had heard some details...

If he was not extremely interested in this car, how could he know it so clearly?

So Chen Ming found a safe spot, parked by the side of the road, and pointed at the steering wheel to his father, "Dad, can you help me drive for a while? I didn't sleep well last night, and I feel a little dizzy. I'm afraid it's not safe to continue driving."

The old man's expression, which he tried to keep straight, melted instantly.

He coughed several times before suppressing the corners of his mouth that were raised, "Then I'll help you."

After sitting in the driver's seat.

All the criticisms that the old man had just muttered disappeared.

The traces of time imprinted on his face were magically eliminated by most of them, and he seemed to be a dozen years younger...just because his face once again showed the excited expression of a boy who got a big toy.

A man is a teenager until he dies.

This is true.

Sitting in the back seat, Chen Ming and his mother looked at each other.

How could they not see the old man's excitement now, knowing him well?

But the two just smiled at each other and didn't expose him.

…

The old driver easily controlled the well-tuned Panamera and drove all the way back home.

Before entering the house, Chen Ming did not forget to give the two elders a shot of prevention.

"Susu has prepared a meal for you at home. It is authentic and suits your appetite. Reward you well."

The father, who was still immersed in the regret of leaving the car after turning off the engine, did not notice the key point in this sentence at all.

Just nodded slightly.

But the mother caught the key point instantly, and looked at Chen Ming with a serious expression, "Is it that little girl Susu?"

"Ahem, not a little girl." Chen Ming made a weak rebuttal.

Before he finished speaking, the door was opened.

Su Su, who was standing at the door, smiled at the two elders and said without any shyness: "Uncle and aunt, come in quickly, the meal is ready, see if it suits your taste."

As she spoke, Su Su walked over and took the luggage from Chen Ming's hands skillfully.

The little girl lifted all the luggage with one hand, and carried two pairs of slippers with the other hand, and walked towards the two elders.

The two elders were instantly shocked by the little girl's feat of lifting two backpacks and two suitcases with one hand.

Even when Su Su put the slippers in front of them, they didn't react.

Seeing the two elders' shocked expressions that were speechless, Chen Ming was happy...

Good job, Su Su!

It's better to control them all the way to death, so that they can't speak at all!