Duan Feifei's father is called Duan Yingjie, although he doesn't look like a Yingjie.
Jiang Kuo always thought that Duan Feifei had some free and easy bandit anger from time to time because he had followed his uncle since he was a child.
But when he saw Duan Yingjie, Jiang Kuo found that his temperament was actually in his bones, given to him by his own father.
Before seeing Duan Yingjie, Jiang Kuo had no idea about Duan Feifei's father, but the man in front of him could tell at a glance that he was Duan Feifei's father, not only the resemblance between his eyebrows, but also the way he spoke. demeanor.
Because of Duan Feifei, Jiang Kuo didn't feel too unfamiliar with the slightly decadent middle-aged man in front of him. Instead, he had a somewhat cramped sense of intimacy.
"Uncle, get in the car," Jiang Kuo said. "It's windy."
"Okay," Duan Yingjie looked at the car behind him, "good car, this one."
"It's a pity that he drove the sports car home," Duan Feifei said, "How about I let you drive... and enjoy the sports car today."
"This style," Duan Yingjie smiled, "you just drive a bicycle to pick me up, I'm enjoying it too."
"Go ahead," Jiang Kuo put the car key in Duan Feihan's hand, "Uncle is in the passenger seat."
"Yeah." Duan Feifei nodded, "Dad, get in the car."
Jiang Kuo's arrangement is very considerate. Whether it is to let his father sit in the back alone, or he and his father are behind, it may be a little awkward. He drives and his father sits in the co-pilot, which feels a lot more natural.
He glanced at Jiang Kuo, Jiang Kuo had already opened the door of the back seat, smiled and raised his eyebrows at him through the glass.
Duan Feifei wanted to go around and kiss him at this moment, but his father had already got into the car and was looking around cautiously and curiously in the passenger car, and he could only smile at Jiang Kuo.
"Can you drive it? This car." Dad asked.
"Huh," Duan Feifei started the car, "You said that, have you forgotten that my sports car has already raced."
Dad laughed twice: "Yes, but I still think in my mind that you can drive the third child's truck, and other cars can't imagine it."
"You don't have to imagine it now," Jiang Kuo said from the back seat. "You can see it with your own eyes, check his driving skills, and see if he can't pass the test."
Duan Feifei smiled and glanced at the prison gate in the rearview mirror, kicked the accelerator, and the car rushed forward.
After turning a corner, only green trees remained in the rearview mirror.
Duan Feifei released the accelerator and honked the horn twice.
Jiang Kuo whistled after him.
Dad smiled and didn't speak, just stared at the road ahead, and then turned to look at the street scene outside the window.
Duan Feifei didn't know if his father had seen the street scene outside when he was sent here, and would he have noticed that in ten years, the place has completely changed, and even the road has changed.
"I'll buy some dragon beard candy and mung bean cake later," said Duan Feifei, "every time I go to see you in the past year, I always buy some when I come out."
"Huh?" Dad responded, turning around as if startled, "Okay, buy some."
"It's delicious," Jiang Kuo said, "I wait for it every time."
"You're good to go," Dad said.
Jiang Kuo didn't speak, but started to laugh.
"You can eat some of these pads for a while," Duan Feifei said with a smile, "I'm going to be hungry after a haircut and a shower."
"What's that?" Dad looked out the window again, "I usually have a lot of labor intensity, and my physical fitness is good."
There were two customers in Longxu Candy's store. Duan Feifei parked the car on the side of the road. When the people inside left, he got out of the car and looked back at Jiang Kuo.
For Jiang Kuo, who will turn into a cold young master when he is with strangers, he may not be used to being in the car with his father.
Jiang Kuo sat still.
"Huh?" Duan Feifei tilted his head.
"Look at me," Jiang Kuo said, "go buy it."
"Damn." Duan Feifei was embarrassed by his question. In order not to embarrass Duan Yingjie, Jiang Kuo chose to embarrass Duan Yingjie's son.
Duan Feifei entered the store and greeted the proprietress familiarly.
Jiang Kuo actually wanted to go in. He saw a master in the store making dragon beard candy on the spot.
But Uncle Duan didn't seem to want to get out of the car. If he followed Duan Feifei and left Uncle Duan, who had just been released from prison, in an unfamiliar environment, it was really inappropriate. In the end, he could only choose to stay in the car.
The uncomfortable part is not getting along with the unfamiliar Uncle Duan. After all, he usually sits in a pile of strangers. He can't just put a shell and put it here, he has to find something to talk about.
"Duan Feifei bought you a mobile phone." Jiang Kuo found the topic bluntly, picked up the mobile phone box next to him and handed it over.
"Yo," Uncle Duan took the mobile phone box and looked at it upside down for a long time. He never opened it. He just stared at the words and pictures on the box and looked back and forth, "Such a high-end mobile phone."
Jiang Kuo couldn't tell whether he didn't know how to open the box or whether he couldn't use the mobile phone, so he never opened the box, or he hoped that the mobile phone would be handed over to him by his son himself.
what.
If this is the last reason...
Jiang Kuo suddenly regretted it. Why did he take the mobile phone? He really wanted to take it. There was a pair of sunglasses next to him that he picked for Uncle Duan. Can't take the sunglasses? You can try it immediately.
"This thing," Uncle Duan knocked on the box, turned his head to look at him and smiled, "It's like a computer, I guess it takes a while to learn how to use it."
"It's all a fool's operation, it's not difficult to understand," Jiang Kuo said, "Let Duan Feifei explain it to you, and you'll understand immediately."
"He has a bunch of his own affairs." Uncle Duan smiled.
There was an indiscernible cautiousness in his tone.
This kind of feeling is too familiar to Jiang Kuo. Although it is different from Duan Feihan's expression, both father and son are indeed very concerned about the issue of "not to cause trouble to others, no matter who this person is", and they are quite inherited from their father's business.
"What can he do more important than his own father playing with his mobile phone?" Jiang Kuo said.
After Uncle Duan was stunned for a while, he laughed loudly twice.
"Then he..." Uncle Duan thought for a while, but he didn't seem to find the right words, and he didn't know whether he wanted to agree with Jiang Kuo or refute, but he just laughed twice to end.
The topic of mobile phones was too difficult, Jiang Kuo decided to give up, and picked up the sunglasses he bought for Uncle Duan.
"These are sunglasses." Jiang Kuo said.
Uncle Duan looked at him, and nodded after a while: "I know, the lenses are black, blue, yellow, brown, and bright."
Jiang Kuo suddenly felt that he was too nervous and his mind was a little stuck.
"I mean," he repeated, "I bought these for you, and I gave you these sunglasses."
"Oh—" Uncle Duan suddenly realized, he stretched his voice very solemnly, and then stretched out his hand to take it, "Thank you, why are you so polite..."
"Little thing, it's summer soon, the sun is shining," Jiang Kuo said, "this is pretty cool, it should suit you well."
"Then you feel right," Uncle Duan nodded. "When I was young, others were Venus in the East, and I was Bridge in Sparta in the East..."
Jiang Kuo smiled and didn't say a word. He didn't know how to answer Uncle Duan's mess.
"I'm old-fashioned," Uncle Duan smiled, "don't mind what you say."
"No," Jiang Kuo said, "I think it's quite interesting."
"How can you have such a good relationship with that kid Duan Feifei?" Uncle Duan opened the sunglasses box, took out the sunglasses and wiped them slowly, "You two are not the same kind of people at all, your emotions are all on your face, he can hide it. deep… "
"He doesn't need to be deep." Jiang Kuo replied simply.
"Really," Uncle Duan was suddenly silent. After a while, he lowered his head and put on his sunglasses, "Maybe it's because I haven't been with him for too long, and I don't know him well."
Jiang Kuo felt that he should actually go into the store with Duan Feifei to study the production of dragon beard candy.
"He can make friends like you," Uncle Duan said. "It's good."
Jiang Kuo was about to speak when Uncle Duan suddenly turned his head to look at him: "Is it cool?"
"...Cool," Jiang Kuo nodded quickly, "Very cool, I really chose it too well."
The proprietress packed some candies that Duan Feifei had picked and handed them to him: "It's all here, and I put some more dragon beard candy for you. You did a great job today. You caught up."
"Thank you," Duan Feifei smiled and looked at the contents of the bag, "Is this a little too much?"
"Not much," the proprietress looked at the car parked in front of the store, "Did you go to pick up someone?"
"Yes," Duan Feifei nodded, "pick up my dad."
"That's a good thing," said the proprietress, "it's not much, take it, we won't be able to see each other very much in the future."
"I'll come again," Duan Feifei said. "My friends and I both love to eat. Yesterday, I said that we would have to make a special trip to buy it in the future."
"Yo, that's great," the proprietress laughed until her eyes disappeared, "then come and buy it if you want to eat it."
"Yeah." Duan Feifei nodded with a smile.
When walking out, the proprietress chased after him again: "I will be at ease in the future."
"Yes," Duan Feifei glanced at his father who was wearing sunglasses in the passenger seat, "I will be more at ease in the future."
The sunglasses were bought by Jiang Kuo, and he was going to put them on his father's clothes after taking a shower. As a result, before the car drove two miles, the sunglasses were already on his father's face. It is estimated that Jiang Kuo really couldn't find a topic. Found the sunglasses.
As soon as I got in the car, I found that my father still had a mobile phone box on his lap. It seems that Jiang Kuo's topic was really hard to find...
"All taken out?" He got into the car and asked casually.
"Well," Dad nodded, "if you don't come back, this kid will change his clothes here for me."
"...Not really." Jiang Kuo said.
Duan Feifei looked back while enjoying himself.
Jiang Kuo stuck out his tongue at him.
This was the first time he saw Jiang Kuo's actions like this. It was very cute, but he could also see how much social pressure this time forced Jiang Kuo to be active and cute.
It is estimated that it is not easier than eating with President Jiang.
After the car drove into the city, Dad's words were gone, and he just stared out the window.
The more the car drove, the more silent he became.
Duan Feifei glanced at Jiang Kuo in the rearview mirror. Jiang Kuo should have felt it too. This feeling of isolation that began to radiate from his father and spanned ten years.
It is still the city where he lives, but it is no longer the city where he lives.
Familiar location, familiar breath, but what you see in your eyes and what you hear in your ears are all unfamiliar.
When I was on the outskirts of the city, I didn't feel it clearly. When I returned to the city, the roads and buildings had changed so much that my father lost his voice.
Duan Feifei didn't dare to go around too much. He drove his car from the nearest road to the barber shop. The chief Tony here is Duan Feifei's junior high school classmate.
"Is a haircut still used in such an advanced place?" Dad hesitated while standing at the door.
"Just this time," said Duan Feifei, "the next time you want a haircut, just go with my old uncle and go to the house he always goes to. Twenty yuan will give you a ruler to measure and flatten your head."
Dad smiled and didn't speak, and followed him into the store.
Tony Liu was already waiting, and when he saw them coming in, he immediately waved.
"You don't need to press, just wash and cut it normally." Duan Feifei explained.
"Okay." Tony Liu waved again, and a little girl took her father to wash her hair.
Duan Feifei was a little worried and wanted to follow him, but he was a little hesitant.
Jiang Kuo pulled him at this moment: "Don't follow, it's not a child, someone who is in the world, this scene will get used to it in a few days."
"Yeah." Duan Feifei smiled.
After a while, Dad came over with a towel and was brought to Tony Liu's seat by the little girl.
Duan Feifei just went over and asked, "How is it?"
"It feels like I've never washed my hair in my life," Dad said.
Duan Feifei smiled and said, "Just push an inch in a while?"
"Okay," Dad nodded and looked at Tony Liu again, "how much?"
TONY Liu and Duan Feifei quickly exchanged glances in the mirror and immediately understood.
Duan Feifan: Don’t tell the truth, say it’s cheaper, twenty or thirty will do.
TONY Liu: Okay, look at me.
"No money." Tony Liu said.
Duan Feifei and his father were stunned together.
"Why don't you want any more money?" Dad asked.
Duan Feifei and Tony Liu quickly exchanged glances in the mirror again.
Duan Feifei: Are you mentally ill, please find it for me!
TONY Liu: I made a mistake, I'll make up for it!
"I still owe Duan Feifei money. He and the people he brought with him didn't accept the money. We should pay it back." Tony Liu said.
"Normal is twenty or thirty," Duan Feifei sighed in his heart, "I have a good relationship with him, and he will give me the lowest discount."
"Oh," Dad nodded, and thought about it again, "I don't owe much, right? If you pay back twenty or thirty at a time, you can't pay it back to your child's elementary school?"
Jiang Kuo had been sitting on the sofa next to him and remained silent, listening to them with a blank expression.
Duan Feifei turned his head and glanced at Jiang Kuo. He wanted to stretch it out for a while, but Jiang Kuo's smile was so contagious that he didn't stretch it, and had a good time together.
Dad also laughed: "Are you guys trying to fool me?"
"Uncle, I don't want to deceive you," Tony Liu said, "mainly because I don't want you to be so meticulous."
Dad smiled and sighed, then waved his hand: "Just do whatever you want."
"I'll give you a new radiant haircut." Tony Liu said.
"Go." Dad nodded.
After starting the haircut, Duan Feifei sat next to Jiang Kuo, stunned for a few seconds before letting out a sigh of relief and leaning back.
"What's the matter," Jiang Kuo turned to look at him, "Is there a lot of pressure?"
"I can't tell," Duan Feifei said in a low voice, "I may have thought too much. I wondered if he would be uncomfortable if this happened, and worried if he would feel disconnected from society..."
"I don't think about it too much," Jiang Kuo said. "This is normal. After all, your father just came out, and you haven't been together for so many years. You can't relax even if you say relax."
"You see it from the perspective of a bystander," Duan Feifei asked, "do you think..."
"I'm not a bystander either," Jiang Kuo said, "I'm at a loss right now."
Duan Feifei laughed, reached out to hold Jiang Kuo's hand, and rubbed it again.
When he let go of his hand, he glanced at the mirror and found that he could just see Dad's face in the mirror. "Can you see it?" Jiang Kuo also found out and asked.
"Well," Duan Feifei replied, "but I'm not sure if I can see below the head."
"Yes..." Jiang Kuo hesitated, "Is there any problem?"
"Probably not," Duan Feifei said. "Even if he finds something, he may only feel that he has no position to express any opinion."
Jiang Kuo didn't speak, and suddenly felt a little sad.
The haircut was pretty quick, and when Dad stood up and turned around, he was indeed radiant.
"How is it?" Uncle Duan asked.
"He's so handsome," Duan Feifei said.
"Like brothers." Jiang Kuo said.
This made Uncle Duan very happy, he pulled Duan Feifei and stood side by side in front of the mirror and looked at it: "Really?"
"Really." Tony Liu nodded.
Duan Feifei looked at the mirror. Only from this angle can he see the cushions of the sofa over there, so Dad couldn't see their hands just now.
This made him breathe a sigh of relief. No matter whether he and Jiang Kuo cared about it or not, he didn't want his father to face such a thing on the first day he came out, and he didn't want to see his father as he thought. , silent for "no stand".
"Take a photo." Duan Feifei took out his phone and held it up.
"Wait a minute..." Tony Liu pulled out a gauze curtain from the side, "I have a background for taking pictures here..."
A white gauze curtain adorned with small strings of golden lights.
At first glance, it is for some girls to take selfies with their hairstyles.
Jiang Kuo watched Duan Feifei and his father take a selfie for the first time in their life in front of such a background.
While the background is so hilarious and out of place, the haircut scene makes sense.
Take a shower after the haircut.
Jiang Kuo has never been so accompany with people all over the street, getting a haircut, shampooing, and taking a bath.
"Are you taking a bath together?" Uncle Duan asked. "If you don't, don't go in and guard it. It's a bit silly, and it looks like I'm senile."
"I'll be waiting for you outside." Duan Feifei said, "Don't take a long shower, that's what it means, you won't be allowed to take a bath."
"I know." Uncle Duan said and glanced at him, "Would you two go back to the store first? Forget it, what do you mean by letting Jiang Yuqian accompany your father all over the world like this?"
"It's okay." Jiang Kuo could only answer bluntly.
Duan Feifei was about to speak when the phone suddenly rang.
"My uncle," he took out his mobile phone, "I guess I'm in a hurry."
As soon as the phone was connected, the old uncle's voice roared: "Where are you! Why haven't you come back yet!"
"Just after getting my hair cut," Duan Feifei said, "I have to take a shower and change my clothes, and then go back."
"There's nothing more to do!" said the old man. "Isn't taking a shower the same thing? Come back to the store! I'll pour a bucket of water on him and come in! Immediately! Hurry up!"
Jiang Kuo laughed aside, Duan Feifei's plan seemed to be blocked.
"It's not yet..." Duan Feifei looked at Uncle Duan.
"I use hot water!" the old man yelled.
"It's quite considerate," Uncle Duan laughed loudly, "Then splash it."
When Duan Feifei turned around, he added in a low voice, "Drive slower, I'm a little..."
He tapped lightly on his chest.
"Yeah." Duan Feifei responded.
This is probably a little bit afraid of seeing relatives, nervous, embarrassed, and some other emotions, which made Uncle Duan say such a sentence in front of Jiang Kuo regardless of his face.
Uncle Duan turned his head again, and Jiang Kuo hurriedly moved forward.
"Xiao Kuo," said Uncle Duan, "don't look at me like this, but Duan Feifei is really different from me."
I don't know why, but this sentence made Jiang Kuo feel a sudden soreness in his nose.
He didn't even have time to make a sound, so he quickly lowered his head and covered his eyes.
I fuck.
Jiang Kuo, aren't you
do not do that!
My father is out of prison, why are you crying here!