Shen Lianyi's class was at five o'clock in the evening. She came here earlier, brought some food and stood at the door waiting for Yang Xiuyan.
Although Shen Lianyi is in her thirties, she is very energetic. Since her divorce, her facial features have softened a lot. Living a comfortable life is naturally different from before.
Yang Xiuyan ran over happily and said happily: "Aunt Shen."
Shen Lianyi turned around and saw that he was wearing a thin shirt. It was only April and it was actually quite cold. Shen Lianyi frowned slightly and said, "Is it cold?"
She reached out and took Xiao Xiuyan's hand. His hand was cold. Only then did Shen Lianyi realize that he still had frostbite on his hand.
Shen Lianyi became a little angry for a moment, and she said, "Where is your father?"
Yang Xiuyan sighed and said softly: "My father is at home! He came back early today."
Shen Lianyi took a deep breath and led Yang Xiuyan towards their home. In fact, she usually felt that Xiao Xiuyan was too rough. But after all, it was someone else's child, so she couldn't say anything more. But seeing that it was already four months and the child was still wearing so few clothes, and the frostbite on her hands hadn't healed yet, Shen Lianyi really felt unspeakably angry.
How could anyone treat his own son like this? Without a mother, how could a father be fooled like this
In the past, she avoided suspicion and had never been to the Yang family, but this time she didn't care about it. If she didn't say anything, this man would have killed his son.
"Dad, Aunt Shen is here." Yang Xiuyan could see that Shen Lianyi's face was not very good. He didn't know why, but single-parent teenagers are always sensitive. He vaguely guessed that maybe she had something to do with him, but he didn't dare More guesswork.
Professor Yang was also wearing a shirt. He seemed to be making dinner for Yang Xiuyan, and he looked a little sloppy. Seeing Shen Lianyi, he was a little surprised, but then he laughed: "Ms. Shen, please come in quickly."
Shen Lianyi did not enter the door. She pulled Yang Xiuyan in front of her and said seriously: "I want to talk to you about Xiao Xiuyan."
Taking a look at the room, it was a little dark, and she said, "I won't go in."
Just standing at the door like this, his whole body was a little air-conditioned: "Professor Yang, I know that it is easy for you to be a father and a mother by yourself. But no matter how difficult it is, you must always try your best to take care of your children. But you have a look."
Shen Lianyi took Yang Xiuyan's hand: "It's so good, but his hand is still not healed. Also, it's only April, so you want him to wear such a thin shirt? Even if it can't be done cleanly, You also let him wear the right clothes at the right time, right? This is your son, not a puppy raised at home. Can you just give him a bite and just ignore it? How can you be such a father? "
Shen Lianyi also took care of her daughter by herself. She hated to see her children being wronged the most. Although Yang Xiuyan was often happy, she could see the fragility he occasionally showed.
In fact, she wanted to have a good talk with Professor Yang many times, but she thought twice. After all, this is someone else’s business, so I don’t know how to express it better.
But this time I felt really uncomfortable and couldn't hold it in any longer.
"Professor Yang, you are very busy, but I also beg you to put some attention on your child. I don't ask you to teach him much knowledge, but I ask him not to rely on himself for everything at such an age. Sometimes you are busy with classes and at home. You don't even leave him a bite to eat. He either goes hungry or rubs against the neighbors. You should also consider the child's mood. Take a look, although he is tall, he is only seven years old."
After speaking like a firecracker, Shen Lianyi stared at Professor Yang.
Professor Yang had never thought of seeing Shen Lianyi so harsh. He felt a little cold for a moment. After thinking about her words, he looked at his son and felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
He clenched his fists, then looked at Shen Lianyi and whispered: "You are right to criticize."
He bent down and extended his hand to his son: "Come Xiuyan."
Yang Xiuyan looked at his father blankly, a little unresponsive.
Professor Yang's tone became a little softer: "Come."
Yang Xiuyan put his hand into his father's palm, and Professor Yang hugged him over and said softly: "Aunt Shen is right, I have treated you badly all these years."
Normally, he doesn't think there's anything wrong with it. He just thinks that his son is much more sensible than other children. But Shen Lianyi's words were like a wake-up call, and he suddenly felt uncomfortable.
For so many years, he was busy and neglected his son.
He gently stroked his son's head and said seriously: "Dad didn't take good care of you."
Yang Xiuyan suddenly broke down and burst into tears. He buried his face in Professor Yang's body and cried very hard. Professor Yang was stunned for a moment, and then he understood his son's grievance. He said: "Don't cry, you are a man, why are you crying?"
Yang Xiuyan refused to listen and cried very hard.
Shen Lianyi's eyes turned red when she saw such a scene, but no matter what others thought of her, if she could make Professor Yang pay more attention to his son, it would always be worth it.
Yang Xiuyan had cried enough and was wiping away his tears. His hands were not very clean and his face suddenly turned into a painted face, which was a bit funny.
Professor Yang led him to wash his hands. Just as he was about to prepare water, he thought for a moment and then hurriedly went to the kettle to pour hot water. After shaking it, he discovered that there was no water at all in the kettle.
He smiled bitterly and said, "Use cold water first, and dad will boil some hot water."
In just a few seconds, his son had washed his face and hands. He said, "Dad, cold water is fine. It's cold water in winter, but I can't stand the sudden hot water."
Professor Yang felt a little sad, wondering who had children like theirs.
He stood there awkwardly, somewhat unsure of what to do.
Shen Lianyi had been standing at the door without entering. She was so angry just now that she was anxious to talk to Professor Yang for explanation, but this time it was different. She seemed to feel that many families were secretly paying attention to the situation here. She felt a little embarrassed for a while and her face turned red.
"Aunt Shen, come in and sit down."
When Yang Xiuyan greeted him, he was quite sensible: "Our house is a bit chaotic, Aunt Shen, don't mind it."
Shen Lianyi shook her head quickly and said, "No, I have to go to class later. Here, these are for you."
She had already classified them, some of which could be eaten after being heated up, which she cooked herself, while the other ones were raw food and needed to be cooked by herself. Although she was explaining to Yang Xiuyan, her voice was not low. In fact, she said For Professor Yang.
Where can a child cook
She said: "Okay, I'll go there first. From now on, if there's no one at home, you can come to our house. We'll come over together after we've had dinner. I'll come over for class after all."
Yang Xiuyan did not refuse and simply answered.
Professor Yang, on the other hand, refused in embarrassment.
Shen Lianyi ignored this person and didn't call him after all. He warned Yang Xiuyan a few more times and turned to leave.
Yang Xiuyan said seriously: "Aunt Shen is a fairy."
Professor Yang smiled: "I thought you would say that your sister Tang is a fairy daughter."
He turned around to sort out the things Shen Lianyi had sent him, feeling very embarrassed. They didn't give him anything, they just cheated and drank there all day long. I feel really ashamed when I think about it.
Yang Xiuyan responded with a smile: "Sister Tang is not a fairy, Sister Tang is a little devil."
"Bullshit."
Yang Xiuyan chuckled: "Dad, you don't understand girls very well! Look at people, but don't look at their appearance!"
Tang Jiao was taking a break between classes and kept sneezing. She wondered if someone was talking about her, otherwise why would she be sneezing so hard.
"Tang Jiao, let me ask you something."
Li Yunchao was a little worried. When she came to Tang Jiao's side, her voice was a little low.
Tang Jiao raised her head: "What's wrong?"
Li Yunchao was silent for a moment and shook his head: "Forget it, let's not talk about it."
Turning around to go back in such a messy way, Tang Jiao raised her wrists and said softly: "What's wrong? You can tell me if you have anything to do. Are you still like this with me?"
Li Yunzhao was a little absent-minded all day today. Tang Jiao didn't know what happened. He wanted to ask her after school. Unexpectedly, she took the initiative to talk about it at this time.
She thought for a while, then pulled Li Yunchao to the corridor, and asked softly: "Is there anything wrong with you? Aren't you going to your hometown to worship your ancestors? Did something bad happen?"
That was all she could think of. If not, how could there be anything else? After all, the matter between her father and the dancer was not this year.
But Tang Jiao saw Li Yunchao's eyes turning red, and leaned gently on her shoulder, whispering: "My father seems to have someone outside."
Her voice was low. She shouldn't have said this to others, but she always felt that Tang Jiao could understand her.
When Tang Jiao heard this, she immediately pulled Li Yunchao into a corner. She whispered, "Did you find out?"
Li Yunchao nodded and said softly: "Yes, it's... it's Hu Ruyu."
Damn it!
Tang Jiao was almost stunned. She thought she heard wrongly and asked, "Who are you talking about?"
Li Yunchao gritted his teeth: "It's the Hu Ruyu who destroyed your family."
Tang Jiao never expected that things would turn out like this. She took a deep breath and said softly: "Don't scare yourself first. As far as I know, Hu Ruyu is still locked up. It's not that easy for her to figure it out. Did you make a mistake?"
Li Yunchao sobbed and said seriously: "I know she is still locked up, and that's why I found out. My father is looking for someone for her now. I saw Tang Heng come to beg my father."
Tang Jiao was silent for a moment and asked softly: "Does your mother know?"
Li Yunchao hesitated, unsure: "I don't know either."
Tang Jiao suddenly thought of what Xu Jing had said to her before, and conscientiously comforted Li Yunchao: "Don't immediately think that your father has something wrong with this matter. You should communicate with your mother first to see what the specific situation is. It stands to reason that your father clearly knows that Hu Ruyu is with Tang Zhiyong and is still willing to get along with him. He shouldn't be so brainless. Right? I think even a person like Tang Zhiyong can't be with Hu Ruyu if he knows that there are others. So you also Don't immediately judge that they are having an affair just because Hu Ruyu is good at this. Listen to me and go home and communicate with your mother. She is much smarter and more capable than you."
Zhou Ying has always worked in the city government and is a person who has seen the world. She will not understand how to deal with it.
Tang Jiao took Li Yunchao's hand and gave serious instructions.
Although Li Yunchao was upset, she was not a stupid child after all. She finally calmed down, nodded, and said softly: "I understand, I will tell my mother."
Tang Jiao leaned against the wall and sneered: "What a fucking disaster. I should have killed her earlier."
After hearing this, Li Yunchao immediately covered Tang Jiao's mouth and whispered: "Don't say such things, it will easily cause trouble."
Then he took a deep breath to calm down and said, "It's the last class soon, let's go back."
Tang Jiao sighed, and when she got home from school, she was still thinking about this!
The more I think about it, the more I realize these men have no brains.
"You are all so retarded!"