presumptuous

It was evening when Feng Juwang returned home, and it was getting dark. When he opened the door and saw Feng Chen sitting in the hall, he was about to enter his room without looking back.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the room, Feng Chen asked him: "You don't even say hello when you see people, saying you're back?"

Chen Fangmei heard a voice upstairs, poked her head out and said, "Jiwang is back, I'm tired after driving for half a day, wash up and go to sleep."

Feng Chen didn't care about this, and asked him again: "I'm talking to you, why did you go to such a far place? You left without saying a word, do you take this place as your home?!"

Feng Jiuwang turned his head, "Why do you make yourself anxious every time you say a few words?"

Feng Chen: "Aren't you angry?!"

Instead, Feng Juwang said to Chen Fangmei who was leaning on the railing and staring at the father and son, "Aunt Chen, I'm back."

Chen Fangmei was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Just come back, don't worry about your dad, he's been sitting there for a long time today, he just has nothing to do!"

She didn't know whether she should say that Feng Chen sat in the hall without watching TV or looking at his cell phone. He sat there for a long time, waiting for his son to come back.

But after waiting for the person to come back, he can't speak well, so he can give himself a sigh of relief for nothing, and he won't make the person who just came back feel better.

Feng Juwang took a change of clothes from the room to take a shower, and Feng Chen passed by the hall and said, "Stop! What the hell are you doing, and who are you fooling around with again?"

Feng Jiuwang said, "I'm looking for someone."

Feng Chen didn't expect him to answer so bluntly, "Who are you looking for?"

"You don't know me either."

"Then tell me, I don't know which gang of boys you're hanging out with? I know it all in my heart!"

"Oh?" Feng Juwang raised his voice, "Since you know the answer, why do you still ask me, as long as you know it in your heart."

His slow manner of speaking can provoke the anger of others the most, not to mention that this person is still Feng Chen.

Feng Chen was really angry, he slapped the table and stood up, this time even the door of Feng Yue's room was opened.

When Feng Chen saw his daughter, his arrogance subsided a little, and he raised his head to soften his tone: "You go back to your room, this is none of your business."

Chen Fangmei persuaded her a few times upstairs, but seeing that her daughter refused to go back, she pulled the little girl into the room and closed the door.

Only the father and son were left in the living room.

Feng Chen said, "Aren't you good at talking?"

Feng Jiuwang said: "It's you who doesn't talk well. If you can't suppress your temper, there is no need for us to talk."

Feng Chen frowned: "What do you mean?"

Feng Juwang put the clothes in his hand on the back of the chair and sat down along the seat.

Feng Chen spoke slowly: "You ran to City A without saying a word, and you still want me to give you good looks?"

"Don't call yourself 'Lao Tzu' or 'Lao Tzu', I know you are my father." Feng Jiuwang said.

Feng Chen snorted, "Look for someone, that's nice to say, Feng Jiu hopes when will you make people feel at ease? You're only [-], and you don't know anything about shit, and you will wait for me to wipe your ass when you go out and about in the future. ?”

Feng Jiuwang said, "You speak very harshly."

Feng Chen sneered, "Not willing to listen?"

Feng Juwang bent a smiling face, and followed Feng Chen's tone: "How come? I don't speak well, otherwise, how could we be father and son with you?"

Feng Chen didn't understand what he was going to do, so he sat down and stared at him, "What the hell did you do?"

"I told you to find someone." Feng Jiuwang looked upstairs, making sure no one would show up again, and he suddenly said, "Can I ask you a question?"

Feng Chen was silent.

"You said."

Feng Juwang grinned, "How did you and Chen Fangmei get together?"

The atmosphere froze, Feng Chen raised his head, "Why are you asking this, this is what you should ask?"

"Look, it's not that I don't want to talk, it's that you refuse to talk." Feng Juwang rested his hands on the back of the chair, resting his head on his arms, making some childish movements, but his eyes were deep brown and black, unblinking Staring at Feng Chen, "Don't use the airs of your elders to overwhelm me, you no longer have any majesty with me, and you know it yourself."

According to Feng Chen's temper in the past, he should be angry, but today he didn't, not only because Feng Juwang took the initiative to talk to him, but also because it was the fact.

He couldn't hold his head up in front of his son.

"I didn't suspect that you cheated on my mother while she was still alive. You couldn't." Feng Jiuwang said, "But I don't understand why you fell in love with another woman so quickly after her death."

Feng Chen remained silent.

Feng Juwang wasn't in a hurry to respond, he looked up at the chandelier above his head, it was much larger and brighter than the one in Yu Huan's house, it would make his eyes sour if he stared at it for a long time.

He couldn't figure out this question when he was a teenager, and he wouldn't take the initiative to ask Feng Chen.The father and son have similar personalities, and they never say forgiveness, let alone bow their heads voluntarily.Later, as they got older, these problems became unimportant, but the gap between the two people still existed and deepened day by day.

"I am drunk."

After a long time, Feng Chen's voice resounded in the hall.

Feng Juwang turned his head, saw Feng Chen closed his eyes and repeated: "I was drunk that day."

After Feng Juwang's mother died, Feng Chen had been drinking endlessly for a long time, which was also one of the important reasons why Feng Juwang was sent to his hometown.Such a drunk can't raise a child who is about to enter junior high school.

"Oh." Feng Juwang replied.

"After your mother passed away, many people advised me to find another one, so that I could bring you home as soon as possible. There are many people in the family who can take care of you...Your Aunt Chen was introduced by someone else, and she wanted to meet you in person after being reminded too many times. Make it clear, but I happened to have a drinking scene that night and I drank too much."

Feng Chen stopped talking.

Feng Jiuwang thought for a while: "Do you think I need to be taken care of? Seriously? I was 11 years old at the time."

Feng Chen didn't speak.

Not speaking equals default.

He was a rough man, a failure as a father and no better husband.

Feng Jiuwang couldn't help but sneered, "Okay, I understand."

Feng Chen frowned: "What do you understand..."

At the beginning, everyone around persuaded Feng Chen to find a stepmother for the child. Feng Chen naturally had no idea, but he couldn't stop many people from thinking about it, thinking that he had a factory under his control and the people were not bad, so they kept introducing him.

It was an accident with Chen Fangmei, and he chose to take responsibility.With the marriage certificate in his hand, Feng Chen thought that maybe Feng Jiuwang would not be happy if he remarried, so he couldn't take his son home and kept it a secret.

One wrong step, one wrong step, and in the end he put everything into it, and everyone was tortured.

Feng Jiuwang suddenly said: "I went to City A to find someone, to find someone I like."

Feng Chen suddenly raised his head, "Are you in a relationship?"

Feng Juwang didn't deny it, the light fell on the ends of his hair, softening the contours of his face.

Feng Chen suddenly felt strange, this was his son, who was supposed to witness his growth with his own eyes, but became a complete bystander.

"He told me that some things should be made clear and that I should not let myself be wronged. After thinking about it, this is the only thing I am still curious about. I never thought of the reason before. I didn't expect the reason to be so simple." Because of the uncontrollable behavior caused by alcohol, Feng Chen finally swallowed his own evil consequences.

Feng Juwang said it lightly, and turned his eyes to Feng Chen.

Feng Chen was stunned.

He never knew that Feng Jiuwang would think about these things. He thought that he was against him because he couldn't tolerate other people in the family, because he was rebellious or ignorant, and it was a problem that all kinds of young people would have.

But in fact, Feng Zhuwang has seen the so-called "love" of adults - something that can be broken easily, has no fixed growth, and may disappear at any time.

There is no love between Feng Chen and Chen Fangmei, the two respect each other as guests, and these years of living together are maintained by family affection.

His tenderness and love have long been given to Feng Jiuwang's mother, but unfortunately the woman passed away a long time ago.

The person who understood him is gone, and no one will correct him for all the wrong things he has done since then, and there is no one who can make him willingly obey.

So he turned back to that irritable, clumsy, rough man who couldn't express himself well, even when facing his own son.

Feng Juwang stood up, his tall figure blocked a piece of light, Feng Chen knew that his son had grown into a man, not the little bastard he talked about causing trouble everywhere.

Feng Chen's throat rolled, "You..."

Feng Jiu looked at him.

"Treat her girl well." Feng Chen could only say this dryly in the end.

Who would have thought that Feng Jiuwang would smile—who told you he was a girl?

I didn't say this sentence. If I might have said it before, but if I said it, it would cause trouble for Yu, so he didn't say it.

"Oh."

Feng Chen glared at him: "Who are you perfunctory?"

Feng Jiuwang: "You."

Feng Chen took a deep breath.

He doesn't want to lose his temper today.

"You... If you have anything to do in the future, you can talk to me directly or ask me directly."

"No."

"I didn't ask you to say it now!"

Feng Juwang shrugged, "Okay, then not now, can I go take a shower?"

Feng Chen was silent again, "Go."

After Feng Ju looked away, Feng Chen was still sitting there, his face buried in the shadow, not knowing what to think.

He was like a rough, hard stone, with one side smoothed and the other.No one wants to keep warm.

And Feng Jiuwang is just 20 years old, although he is young, he is no longer reckless.He handed Yu Huan the reins that could hold him, knowing what he wanted and what he should give, and finally got it.

Love has no fixed growth, it can be in any shape, and when it becomes soft enough, it will not break.