"What are you doing here, go back!" Father Su angrily walked over, stood inside the door, and yelled at Su Fu.
Father Su's voice was full of anger, it was as loud as thunder, but Su Fuzheng's head was dizzy, so he didn't think it was too loud.
There was a small teacup rolling by Su Fu's feet, it was not broken, because the cup was round and still dangling slightly on the ground.
At this time, Su Fu was a little thankful that his father was fond of tea art, and usually liked to drink tea, so it was just such a small teacup that he threw over. If a large glass was smashed, he would probably have a bloody head by this time.
Su's father probably didn't expect that Su Fu didn't dodge, and a big lump was smashed on his forehead, and the skin was a little broken, and there were faint bloodshots. Originally he was full of anger and wanted to continue scolding, but seeing Su Fu standing there in a daze and not speaking, he frowned slightly, wondering if he would have a concussion.
At this time, Su's mother also ran over when she heard the movement, she was slightly taken aback when she saw her son standing at the door, her eyes turned red instantly, and seeing the wound on her son's head, she glanced at the old man and wanted to say something, but she didn't. Say it.
Her expression fell into Su Fu's eyes, and Su Fu felt very sad.
His father used to have a ruler. When he made mistakes occasionally when he was a child, his father would hit his palm with the ruler. He still remembers the burning pain in his palm. The mother is always reluctant to let the child be beaten. Whenever the father uses the ruler, the mother will stop and defend herself.
On the day I came out of the closet, my father also moved the ruler, not on the palm of his hand, but wherever he went, until the ruler broke, and then he took a broom to beat him. That day, my mother was crying on the sidelines, but she didn't come out to defend her.
But now, mother clearly feels distressed, but she doesn't say a word. Su Fu felt pain in his heart, after all, he had hurt his mother's heart, after all these years, it was still his mother's heartache.
"Dad, Mom." Su Fu's eyes were red and his voice was trembling. It took a long time to hold back these two words.
It's been a long time since I heard such a sound. Father Su shuddered and was stunned.
Su Fu's vision was blurred by tears, and he didn't see Su's father's unnaturalness and Su's mother's tears. After yelling these two sounds, he knelt down straight, and his knee hit the concrete floor with a muffled sound.
He had too much to say, but at this moment, he couldn't say anything.
"I can't stand your voice!"
Father Su, who came back to his senses, became angry again, shouted angrily, picked up the broom by the door, and greeted Father Su.
"I, Su Qiliang, don't have your son, get out!"
The broom was slapped indiscriminately, Su Fu lowered his head, and was beaten by Su's father without moving. Hearing these heartbreaking words, tears still fell down.
He was a little at a loss. Could it be that what he saw that day was fake and imagined by himself? Father's attitude has not softened at all? Father actually doesn't want to see himself at all
Su Fu thought wildly, but he didn't want to be a deserter again. If his father beat him to vent his anger, then so be it, he deserved it as a son.
He remembered Tang Sibo said that while there is still time for fathers to be kind and sons to be filial, the enmity between parents and children will hurt both sides.
He is still willing to believe that his parents still love him in the heart after all, he doesn't want to let his retreat chill their parents' hearts anymore, he doesn't want to let his elderly parents have no peace in his heart, he doesn't want, he doesn't want both himself and his parents to suffer.
Su's father swung the broom for countless times, and slowly, the speed slowed down. He seemed a little strange. In the past when Su Fu came to give gifts, he would beat him out with a broom as soon as the door opened. Su Fu would be beaten and say some festive words, and he would be disappointed after being scolded and beaten a few times. went. He didn't expect that Su Fu seemed to be determined today, and he was beaten like this without saying a word.
Su Fu's body was in severe pain, he was a little thankful that he didn't bring Juan Juan over, if Juan Juan saw him, the little guy would definitely cry in fright.
He suffered without saying a word, not only to let Father Su vent, but also to punish himself for not being able to take good care of his parents for so many years.
There was only the "whoosh" of the broom being swiped and the muffled sound of the broom falling on his body. For some reason, Su's father stopped scolding.
"Enough! Enough! Don't hit me, old man!"
Su Fu suddenly heard such a sound, and the memories of his mother protecting him when he was a child poured in continuously, which made him cry silently.
Su's mother stopped Su's father, but Su's father didn't do anything anymore, and angrily threw the broom on the ground.
"You go!"
Su Fu noticed that his father didn't use the word "roll" this time.
He suppressed his emotions, raised his face, and asked with some expectation: "I... can I... come to see you again in the future?"
He wanted to say he would go home to see you again, but in the end he didn't dare to use the word "go home".
"I'll fight again!"
Father Su said it in a rage, but Su Fu was overjoyed in his heart. He thought, let's fight, as long as you don't tell me not to come again.
"These, take it, it's the holiday."
Su Fu stammered a little excitedly, picked up all the presents on the ground with trembling hands, and gave them to Su Fu's mother as if offering treasures.
Father Su looked at his son who was still kneeling, with tears on his face but smiling, glanced at the gifts, carried them over to look at them, took one of the gift boxes of West Lake Longjing, and threw the others out rudely, pa la It fell to the ground.
"what!"
Angrily, he hugged West Lake Longjing, turned around and went in.
Mother Su looked at the gift boxes on the ground, then at her son, opened her mouth, but said nothing, wiped her tears, closed the door and went in.
The moment the door closed, Su Fu's tears just stopped falling down again, but this time he was smiling.
The mess all over the place did not embarrass Su Fu, and his father still took something after all, which had never happened before. He thought of his father's disgusted tone just now, but the way he left with the tea in his arms, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.
I like tea so I took tea, obviously there is also bird's nest suitable for mother.
Kneeling alone in a daze for a long time, Su Fu gradually calmed down his joyful mood, got up and rubbed his numb legs, picked up the gift boxes one by one, and carefully selected them.
It is customary to eat moon cakes on Mid-Autumn Festival, but it seems that my father doesn't like it. After picking and choosing, Su Fu finally put a box of bird's nest gift box and a box of ginseng gift box neatly at the door, and left quietly with a few other things.
Su Fu didn't know, after the door was closed, Su's father kept squinting at the door to see what was going on in the peephole on the door.
After Su Fu left, Father Su opened the door and looked, and saw two gift boxes at the door. He saw Su Fu bent over just now and didn't know what he was doing.
After walking out the door, he looked at the stairs to make sure that Su Fu had already left, so Father Su picked up two gift boxes and entered the door.
In the room, Su's mother was still wiping tears, she complained that Su's father was too harsh.
"The last time I saw Xiao Fu being beaten in the news, how long has it been since you hit so hard, how good it is if you break it!"
"How do I know that he won't be beaten like a stubborn donkey this time!" Father Su still had a bit of embarrassment on his face even though he said so.
Mother Su didn't argue with him, she just wiped her tears silently for a while.
Su's father was in the wrong, but he didn't feel that he was wrong, so he snorted and threw the two gift boxes to Su's mother.
"This one should be for you."
Su's mother wiped away her tears, glared at him, and put the things in the room properly. When she came out, she saw that Su's father had already opened the gift box of West Lake Longjing, and was holding it to admire.
"Why did you take it all of a sudden this time? Didn't you just throw it away before?" Mother Su asked.
Su's father didn't look at Su's mother, his hand holding the box stiffened, and he said in a stiff voice: "I think he is pitiful, this time he was beaten hard, pity him."
Mother Su snorted mockingly, but she didn't expose him.
She knew that the old man missed his son after all, otherwise why did he ask his son how long it had been since he delivered anything? Today is even more exaggerated. Originally, the small restaurant was also open today, but the old man insisted that it would be closed for the Mid-Autumn Festival! Mother Su was puzzled, the business was not closed for the Mid-Autumn Festival a few years ago!
Later, Mother Su found out, because the son's Mid-Autumn Festival has not arrived, and the old man is looking forward to it! Since yesterday, I have been looking out from time to time, and today I kept running to the window. She knew that the old man was probably waiting for a courier, but she didn't expect her son to come in person today.
In the past, although they would throw back gifts when they received them, they knew that their son still had a heart for them. This year, they couldn't receive them. Isn't Father Su just in a hurry
Seeing his son coming in person, Su's father was both angry and happy, but he couldn't show his joy, so he turned into anger. This beat his son a lot! But Su Fu didn't see it. Mother Su noticed that the old man's hands were shaking when he hit his son! He has been going down the steps, waiting for someone to stop him!
Over the years, Su's father had paid attention to homosexuality secretly, and gradually accepted it, but it happened to his son, who was willing to be kicked out of the house because of that man, so Su's father was blocked. I missed my son and felt very uncomfortable, so I kept being awkward and refused to forgive.
Today, because of Su Fu's firm attitude, father of Su still feels a lot of irony in his heart.
Su's mother's mentality is similar to that of Su's father, but she is much softer than Su's father. Due to Su's stubborn temper, she has been enduring missing her son. The old man is in a better mood today, and Mother Su is also happy. She seems to have seen the future of family reunion.
"The gift has been accepted, and my son has been beaten, so we can go to business." Su's mother still complained that the old man beat him hard, and her tone of voice was not good.
Seen through by his wife, Su's father blushed and said dissatisfiedly: "The Mid-Autumn Festival is not open, it is not open!"
"If you don't go, I'll go by myself. I don't believe I can't do without you!" Mother Su took the things, changed her shoes, and left.
Hearing the sound of the door closing, Father Su's face turned foul. He touched the West Lake Longjing box and placed it carefully, then reluctantly changed his clothes and went with his wife.
After Su Fu left his parents' house, he sat in the car by the side of the road for a long time. He looked at the window with the corners of his mouth slightly curled up. Although the body hurts, the heart is comfortable.
As expected, his father's attitude was softened. Even if he beat himself half to death before, he would not soften his heart. How could he accept his own things
After watching for a long time, Su Fu drove back to Jinghe's apartment.
There was a big swollen forehead, and there might be bruises all over his body, Su Fu was too embarrassed to go to the hospital, so he should go back and get some medicine by himself.
In the evening, Su Fu was lying on the bed in pain and reading a book to distract himself. Juan Juan called again, telling himself that they would be back tomorrow, and how big Uncle Tang’s house was, how grandpa, grandma, uncle and aunt were at home. They all like him. Brother Tang has a lot of toys that he doesn’t want to play with. Today, two children came here, and neither of them is as cute as him. Brother Tang said that Brother Tang doesn’t like them, so he likes to play with him...
Su Fu smiled and listened to Juanjuan's milky voice and stammering about a happy day, his heart was very soft, and he felt that his body didn't hurt so much.
In the end, Juanjuan said that he slept with Brother Tang tonight, and Uncle Tang had a small talk with them before going to bed, and then the phone was in Tang Sibo's hands.
Tang Sibo asked him how he was going home today, did nothing happen
When Su Fu heard it, his eyes felt a little hot, and he remembered what happened today. He was actually very happy today, and he wanted to share this joy, but he couldn't find the right person. Now that Tang Sibo asked, he shared his joy with him.
Su Fu mainly talked about the changes in his parents, and told Tang Sibo that his father accepted his gift and that he was very happy.
Although Su Fu only said a simple sentence when he was beaten, Tang Si Bai could still imagine the scene, now that Su Fu only talked about the joy in his heart, Tang Si Bo felt a little distressed, he felt that Su Fu was really not easy.
"Happy for you, Teacher Su."
When Tang Si Bai said this softly, Su Fu felt that someone understood his joy, and his heart was so hot that his eye sockets became hot.