Chatting with my father is always staid and boring. I have already said this sentence in the early part of the story.
Three years later, this is still the case.
But I think this kind of chat is very rare.
The changes in the world make it difficult for us to find a moment to calm down and talk about our parents. Most of the time, everyone is working hard to survive.
Ten minutes later, my mother came back with a few large pieces of tiger bones with fleshy belts. She asked her father to help shave the flesh, and at the same time asked me: "Are you here with Asan?"
I nodded, letting out some golden power from my fingertips, removing the tiger flesh from the bones. However, the technique is so bad that I often cut and cut even the bones. Seeing the meat and bone slices mixed together, the mother said angrily and funny: "I knew at a glance that I can't cook, and I will find a wife in the future, and I won't starve them to death. But Ah San is a good girl, very independent, not bad. You don’t need to ask much."
Mother talked a lot, she must have never thought, the more I heard these words, the more uncomfortable I became. It was the father who saw something, and gently pulled his mother's clothes next to him, and then motioned to her to look at my expression. Mother glanced at me, hesitating to ask something. But his father pulled her again, shook his head slightly, and motioned not to ask.
Their little movements, even if I don't need to look at them, I can understand them. But even if my father doesn't remind my mother, I won't tell these things. Parents should not worry about the trivial matters of children's love.
The mother is a considerate woman. She quickly sorted out her thoughts and changed the subject with a smile: "So many bones and meat are mixed together, but calcium can be supplemented. It is said that the elderly are prone to calcium deficiency, and the son is still very It will hurt people."
Mother's words were of course joking, I laughed cooperatively, and then continued to cut the meat.
After working like this for most of the day, my mother went to cook the pot and add firewood. My father and I didn't have much to help with, and seemed to be doing nothing.
At this time, Asan walked with a young man who looked familiar.
I looked up and immediately lowered my head. Mother looked at Ah San, then at the man, and then at me, with a sudden look in her eyes. Her expression looked a little disappointed, she smiled reluctantly and said hello to Asan, then bowed her head and threw firewood under the pot.
Father stretched out his big hand, put his arm around my shoulder, and tried a little harder, as if he was comforting. I raised my head and shook my head at him. Even I couldn't figure it out. This action meant to say that I was okay, or to say it was useless.
Asan bit her lower lip, she looked at me and didn't say a word for a while. The man next to him was smiling, showing off like a winner. Mother sighed in a low voice and stopped throwing firewood. She stood up and looked at Ah San and said, "Do you want to stay for dinner?"
Hearing this question from my mother, I subconsciously raised my head to look at Ah San. Ah San's eyes were bright, and she looked at me at the same moment. We looked at each other and then moved away from each other.
The atmosphere was a bit embarrassing. Although my father had little power, he had experienced some wind and rain. He looked at the man, and then said to Asan, "Are you coming to us or Tianyang?"
My father's words are straightforward, but I can understand how he feels. In his eyes, I am a son who is not my own but is comparable to my own. Now that the son is being bullied, it is natural to be a father. Therefore, his father's words, while euphemistically, contained a hint of provocation.
He was a very proud man with two sleeves. Many years of teaching career left him with only ten thousand books in his mind, and... mother and me.
When she heard her father's words, Ah San's face turned red, and she lowered her head to show embarrassment, and then said: "I'm here to find..."
Before I finished speaking, I heard someone shouting: "Asan! Asan!"
I looked up and saw a pretty girl dressed in ancient style rushing over. She grabbed Ah San's hand and said angrily: "Didn't you say that you would have dinner with me at noon? Why did you run away so quickly? I thought you left without saying a word."
Ah San looked at me, and stopped talking. Seeing her hesitating for a long time, neither speaking nor doing anything, I couldn't help feeling more depressed. Huo rushed to the forehead for no reason, and said loudly: "If you have anything to go, we are very busy."
This is not polite, the pretty girl next to Ah San turned her head to look at me and snorted, which made me even more irritated. Just when I was about to say a few hard words, I saw that Ah San's eyes were slightly red, and there seemed to be *** flowing in his eyes. I was stunned, and then I saw Ah San said to my parents: "Auntie and Uncle, I just came to see you, nothing else. Seeing you are really busy, I happen to have something to do, so let’s go."
Mother looked at her, then at me, sighed and said nothing.
I was furious and said: "Let's go, let's go, it's okay to run over and miss my effort!"
A Sanyi turned around, lowered his head and left quickly. The beautiful girl glanced at me and muttered in a low voice, "Tugging, as if someone owes you."
I was very upset at first, and when I heard her, I became even more angry. He was about to speak with a flick of his hand, but was immediately held by his father. I turned my head and saw him shaking his head at me.
I saw my parents for the first time in three years. I didn't want to affect them too much because of my emotions. So, my father stopped, so I had to hold back the fire.
The man who came with Asan greeted his parents, and then took the pretty girl away. After they left, I remembered that these two people, one was Xu Zhenqing, and the other was the third brother of the Xu family, Xu Zhenyang, whom I met when I was searching for Wushan.
The youngest among those people should be him.
I was angrily trying to smash something, staring at their leaving back, my teeth crunching.
My father patted me on the back twice and said, "Don't be sad, where there is no fragrant grass..."
When he only said this, his mother was intercepted by his mother, who gave him a fierce look and said, "Will you speak, come over to the pot if you can't speak!"
Father gave a wry smile, let go of my shoulders, and walked over to a piece of wood to slowly split it. My mother patted Ash on her hands, then took me to the house and asked, "What's the matter with you and San?"
I die with a hard duck mouth, and said, "It's nothing, it's good."
"Don't coax me here." Mother stared at me and said: "You two can see this thing, the blind can see it, you still want to hide it from me? What's the matter?"
I shook my head and said nothing. Mother hesitated, and then asked, "Isn't... Ah San likes other people?"
I still shook my head, and my mother became anxiously angry, and said: "Who did you learn from the ability to shake your head and not talk? What does it mean to shake your head?"
I sighed and said, "I don't know, don't ask me, I really don't know anything."
Seeing that my tone and expression were full of sadness, my mother said, "Asan is a good girl. She must like you. Even Daozhen knows this."
I sighed and said, "It has been three years. In the three years, I haven't spoken to her or even looked at her. What she has done, who has been in contact with, and what kind of relationship I have I don't know. Maybe we liked each other before, but three years have passed, who knows?"
Mother raised her hand and patted my head, and said, "I don't know if I don't care?"
I smiled bitterly and clutched my forehead, and said, "What about it, do I still tie her up?"
"At the very least, you have to figure out who she really likes. If she likes other people, then we don’t want a girl like this, no matter how good. My son is tall and tall, even if he is not a handsome guy, he is a handsome guy. What? Such a girl can’t be found. But if this is a misunderstanding, if you let it go, nothing will happen?"
I can't laugh or cry, did my mother praise me or demean me
My mother pushed my shoulder hard and said, "Do you hear me talking to you? What kind of gods are you always going to do?"
I nodded quickly and said: "I know, I know, I will go later when I have time..."
"Looking back? Looking back?" Mother stared, and smashed my shoulders, making me turn around, then pushed my back, and said: "What are you waiting for? Wait for the day lily to be cold. Go now, and come back if you ask clearly, we can’t delay eating. Your dad and I will wait for you to come back to eat.”
"Don't be so hurry..."
"Stop talking nonsense, how did I give birth, oh, no, why did I have such a stupid son like you, chasing girls are all mothers-in-laws. Hurry up, numb, or let your dad beat you up!" The mother made a vicious look. Look like.
I couldn't help but shudder when I saw my father chopping wood with an axe there. At the urging of my mother, I had to leave the house and head in the direction of Asan and the others.
In fact, I also really want to know whether Ah San still likes me. Mother's words are just a step, giving me a reason to do this.
It's just that the awkwardness in my heart makes my pace very slow. After walking for a long time, I walked back to the open space. Then I saw Ah San standing by the cauldron, Xu Zhenqing and Xu Zhenyang surrounding her from left to right, talking about something.
Seeing their intimate appearance, I really want to turn around and leave, but...
I can not let it go…
I will never forget the feeling of holding Ah San's hand, and I want to hold on forever.
Taking a deep breath, I walked over there. They soon discovered my arrival, and Ah San turned his head to take a look, and saw that it was me, and immediately turned his head back. There were still tears in her eyes, as if she had just cried. Seeing her rare frail appearance, my heart hurts very much.
Xu Zhenqing turned around and walked a few steps towards me, blocking in front, and said in a cold voice, "What are you here for?"
I glanced at her, then over her shoulder, looked at Ah San, and said, "I'm looking for Ah San."
"She doesn't want to see you." Xu Zhenqing said.
I have been hiding a fire in my heart. At this moment, listening to Xu Zhenqing’s words was prickly, I immediately said: "Does she want to see, ask her to tell herself, what does it have to do with you, who are you?" (End of this chapter)