Chapter 21

Brine point tofu, one thing down one thing, probably so. In this family, Tracy's status is naturally the highest. There's no way. He's smart and obedient. He's still a single seedling. His grandparents must spoil him most.

His father didn't get such good treatment. He was taught by the old man from time to time, so his father didn't dare to come here.

The play disappeared and didn't come back for a year or two. Basically, it's a transparent figure at home and has no status.

The table was full of Tracy's favorite dishes. Grandma specially ordered the cook to do it. I haven't seen my grandson for a long time. I really miss him. I booed him and asked him for warmth, and kept adding food to him.

Looking at the bowl full of dishes, Tracy was helpless and warm.

This feeling of being spoiled is really good. Even if you can't eat so much, you will eat it, so that the elderly will be more happy.

A dinner ends in a warm and harmonious atmosphere.

It was completely dark. Stephen meant to take Tracy back to Beverly Hills, but he couldn't stand his mother's stay. Finally, he decided to stay here for one night.

Father and son haven't seen each other for a long time, or Tracy "Er, what's the situation." Tracy just hung up his passion and prepared to explain his transformation at a long length, but Stephen interrupted and obviously said that the other party's itching place was more excited than him.

"Son, you've finally realized that what's fun about those cold machines will only make you more numb and life has no fun." Stephen smiled and patted Tracy on the shoulder and continued: "writing novels is a good thing, and I support you."

This... The plot is wrong. Tracy had some reactions, but he didn't come.

"Listen to my old friend, you have also prepared a good publicity plan to use my fame to drive the sales of your novels?"

"Yes." Tracy responded numbly. He prepared a lot of words to ask the cheap father to help. If the other party resisted, he was ready to move out of his grandparents. But the other party didn't give him a chance and directly put it forward, just like a punch on cotton.

"That's a good idea. However, the effect may not be so good if others break the news. How about I go directly to the media?"

Sleeping trough, so on the road.