Duan Feifei didn't expect Dad to say this.
This sentence is abrupt and abrupt, out of place, and even has no chance of appearing at all.
But it was full of sincerity and guilt.
"Dad, you..." Duan Feifei put his hand on Dad's shoulder, wanting to give him some comfort and affirmation.
"Hey this kid is..." Dad turned his head, "what's the matter?"
Because he knew that no matter what inappropriate words his father said, he didn't need to worry before Jiang Kuo, so Duan Feifei's attention was on his father, and only now did he realize Jiang was covering his eyes with his head bowed and his hands over his eyes. wide.
"Jiang Kuo?" Duan Feifei was startled, he turned back from the driver's seat, leaned over half of his body, stretched out his hand and scratched on Jiang Kuo's head, "What's wrong?"
"No." Jiang Kuo answered him very briefly.
It should be to hide his crying.
But it didn't work, Duan Feifei could hear that he was crying with just one word.
"Don't..." Duan Feifei suddenly panicked and wanted to tell you not to cry, but he felt that Jiang Kuo should not want to be found out that he was crying, although it was so obvious that he was crying.
"Don't rub your eyes." Even if Duan Feifei is a rescue expert, he really can't find any suitable words at this moment, so he can only force the rescue.
"He didn't rub his eyes." Dad was probably startled by his huge reaction, lost his emotional intelligence, and pointed out his mistake uncooperatively.
Duan Feifei clicked his tongue and winked at him.
Dad was stunned for two seconds before he understood what he meant, and nodded: "Yes, rubbing your eyes is not good, and bacteria will enter. When Duan Feifei rubbed his eyes when he was a child, I would directly slap his paws."
Don't you need to say this after that
Are you still going to slap Jiang Kuo's claws
Jiang Kuo covered his eyes and laughed, sniffed, and Duan Feifei quickly took a tissue and stuffed it into his hand.
"I'm sorry," Jiang Kuo wiped his face, "I don't know what's wrong... It's okay."
"Come down!" Outer Uncle is still yelling.
"Go down?" Duan Feifei was still lying in the middle of the cab, twisting his body and looking at his father.
"Ouch!" Dad gritted his teeth, touched the door several times, and opened it.
Outer Uncle's roar suddenly became clear: "Second!"
The voices of Auntie and Duan Ling were also mixed in a mess.
"Dude ah-"
"My second uncle can be regarded as getting off the sedan—"
"Dad, you..." Duan Feifei was just about to say something to encourage his father, but the nervous father had already flung his arms and walked away, and the car door slammed shut.
"Fuck." Duan Feifei was stunned.
Then he quickly touched Jiang Kuo's face: "Are you all right?"
"Well." Jiang Kuo smiled, "It's a shame."
"It's not shameful, how can it be shameful?" Duan Feifei stretched his neck and kissed him on the face, "I..."
"Get out of the car quickly!" Jiang Kuo said, "You are so busy."
"Then I'll go down first," Duan Feihan quickly moved back to his seat, "My car didn't stop right."
"I'll stop, I'll stop, I'll stop..." Jiang Kuo said in a series of words and got out of the car, "Put your clothes on, I think the old man really needs a bucket of water to pour over."
Duan Feifei got out of the car in a hurry, took a bag containing clothes from the back seat, and ran to the door of the store.
Just two steps away, the old uncle roared, "My second child is back!"
Then he picked up the steaming bucket next to him.
Duan Feifei was nervous when he watched him swing the bucket over his head. The wound on the old uncle's waist has not been relieved, and he has to use a girdle to do some work. If the bucket of water is thrown up, one posture is wrong. In the hospital again.
But before he was nervous, the old uncle really poured a bucket of hot water on Dad.
Dad probably didn't expect him to be really poured. He was poured completely without hiding, and the sunglasses that Jiang Kuo gave him were almost washed off on his face.
Holding the sunglasses hanging on the tip of his nose, he roared, "I'll fuck you uncle!"
The old uncle threw the bucket and shouted, "Fuck it!"
This movement attracted people from several nearby stores, and everyone gathered around to watch.
In view of the fact that Niu Sandao has made a magical propaganda film before, everyone has seen it, and when I saw this style, a big sister immediately introduced it to the people next to me: "The video is made, the kids in his family. Especially able to toss and shoot quite well…”
"Where is the camera? I didn't see it." Someone asked.
"Maybe it's hidden," the eldest sister said. "Hidden shooting to create a candid effect."
"Hurry up," Duan Feifei marveled at the eldest sister's knowledge reserve, while carrying his clothes, he rushed over and pushed both father and uncle into the store, "Dad, change your clothes first."
"Dog things really pour water on me!" Dad growled.
"Who the hell took the water," the old uncle refused. "How tender is your skin? The 50-degree water has been waiting for you here for a long time, and this temperature can still burn you?"
"I'm fucking..." Dad was still choking his neck.
"Change clothes," Duan Feifei interrupted their childish argument like elementary school students, "Change clothes first!"
Dad finally stopped talking and was pushed by Duan Feifei to the second floor.
Yang Ke and two workers were standing at the door watching.
"You can borrow it from your office." Duan Feifei said.
"Okay," Yang Ke nodded and greeted his father again, "Uncle is back."
"Hey, yes," Dad responded, "I'm back."
"This is Yang Ke, friend Jiang Kuo," Duan Feifei took the time to introduce, "Now I'll take a look at the pre-sales and after-sales."
Without waiting for Dad to speak, he pushed Dad into the office.
"Okay," Dad took the clothes bag in his hand, "you go down, I'll change clothes, and I'll go down by myself."
"Yeah." Duan Feifei responded.
Dad glanced at him, and the whole person no longer had the energy he had when arguing with his uncle just now.
The previous excitement was obviously aroused because the two brothers were embarrassed and nervous and unable to express it. Now they stopped stomping on each other, and suddenly quieted down and returned to a state of speechlessness.
"I'll wait for you downstairs." Duan Feifei said.
"That," Dad held his clothes, thought for a while and lowered his voice, "Tell Jiang Kuo later, let him not be sad because of what I said, this child is so soft-hearted."
"I know." Duan Feifei nodded.
Dad closed the door of the office, Duan Feifei looked back at Yang Ke: "How is today?"
"How about what?" Yang Ke was stunned.
"Business, order, didn't Boss Song deliver meat today? It's different from before," Duan Feifei said, "Have you checked the quality?"
"...You still care about this now?" Yang Ke was shocked.
Duan Feifei looked at him and said nothing.
"It's all good, no problem. The most prominent feedback these days is that the packaging bag is not easy to tear. We have to ask them to come and adjust the new packaging machine." Yang Ke looked at him and began to report, "The beef is good, I tasted it, I tasted a piece the way you taught me..."
"One piece?" Duan Feifei couldn't help but stare at him, "I cut a small piece to taste."
"It's too little for me to taste." Yang Ke said.
"Why don't you just ask Lao Song to cut you a pound and go to the bar." Duan Feifei said and ran downstairs.
Jiang Kuo had already parked the car and entered the store. Auntie and Duan Ling were taking mops to clean up the water on the ground. The old uncle stood in front of the store with a cigarette in his mouth, watching the cars on the street in a trance. "Is your father all right?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"It's okay, it's just that they haven't been like this for too long, and I don't know what to do," Duan Feifei looked at his face, "My dad asked me to tell you not to care about his words, don't be sad."
"I didn't," Jiang Kuo smiled, "I just didn't know what was wrong, maybe I came all the way back... I could feel that your dad was a little uncomfortable, but he kept trying to make us feel more comfortable, and suddenly... "
Duan Feifei didn't say a word, he hugged Jiang Kuo and patted him lightly on the back.
"Release," Jiang Kuo said, "Isn't it numb in the public?"
"You are really made of crystal." Duan Feifei said.
"Fuck," Jiang Kuo pushed him away, looking at him with a shocked expression, "You hold back, you are getting more and more exaggerated, sooner or later I will beat you up because you are too nauseous."
Duan Feifei laughed: "You know shit."
"Why does your dad look thinner than when I went to see him before." The old uncle returned to the store after smoking and asked.
"I also think he has lost a bit of weight," Duan Feifei said. "I didn't feel that last month, maybe because I think too much about coming out soon."
"He just has a heavy mind," the old uncle glanced at the stairs. "It's been a long time and he hasn't come down yet. Is it because the clothes Jiang Kuo bought for him are too high-end and he doesn't know how to wear them?"
"Then you go up and teach him." Duan Feifei said.
The old man snorted.
"Duan Feifei didn't come down for a minute," Duan Ling said aside, "You don't have to take off your clothes in the morning, right? I don't have to dry your bucket of water first, and then take a look. What happened to the clothes, and then put them on."
"You can really say it," said the old man.
"I'm excited," Duan Ling said, "I'll say it first, I'm going to drink after dinner."
"Good wine is enough." Duan Feifei said.
Dad's clothes are estimated to be changed in ten or twenty minutes. Since they were picked up by them, he and Jiang Kuo have been busy arranging all the way, looking at the world that is no longer familiar, until now. Finally got some alone time to let him relax by himself.
Duan Feifei and Jiang Kuo went to the cooked food side to take a look. Jiang Kuo asked about the sales of these few, and the two sat down on the chairs.
"It is estimated that it will take a while to come down. It has to be slow." Duan Feifei said.
"Well," Jiang Kuo nodded, "Actually, if the old shop is still there, your dad may be more relaxed if he can go back to the old shop."
"Yeah," Duan Feifei sighed, "Everything has changed, and now even the most familiar places are gone. I don't know how he feels now."
"Finally reunited with my precious son," Jiang Kuo leaned against the chair and raised his head, "Just this feeling, what else can I feel."
"Jiang Kuo," Duan Feifei looked at him, "you really..."
"Can you talk?" Jiang Kuo turned his head and smiled at him, "I've been with you for a long time, and I can learn a little bit better."
"You're pretty good already," Duan Feifei said, "I saw it right from the start."
"In the beginning, was it a lot to start?" Jiang Kuo asked, "Did you see it from the time you swindled my money?"
"Fuck," Duan Feifei laughed, "how can you hold grudges like this?"
"Then I'm quite capable of holding grudges. In the future, you should be cautious in your words and deeds in front of me." Jiang Kuo said.
"Actually," Duan Feifei thought for a while, "I really didn't think you were someone I hated at that time. Do you think I would cheat on Lu Haobo so much..."
"What logic is this?" Jiang Kuo said with a smile.
"You really hate people, you don't even think about having any contact with him." Duan Feifei said.
"I was very upset when I saw you at first, a repeater, still living in a single room," Jiang Kuo said, "and dragged to the sky."
"Whoever dragged him, why don't you look beside you," Duan Feifei said, "Boss Pao is so crazy, who wouldn't want to go up and fight him."
Jiang Kuo smiled happily: "He said you were a repeater."
"The former feud between me and Mr. Pao has been revived." Duan Feifei said.
Jiang Kuo laughed even more happily.
"What are you laughing at?" Duan Ling dragged a box of sauce over to replenish the shelves here, "It's really shocking that Jiang Kuo can still laugh at this movement, what a cool kid back then, and Duan Feifei. If you stay for a long time, you will become an idiot."
"You have to step on me by the way, right?" Duan Feifei got up and moved the box to the table, took the sauce and placed it on the shelf, "I resisted."
"It's different immediately," Duan Ling smiled and patted him on the arm, "I'm covered by my father."
Duan Feifei smiled and said nothing.
"Did you live in the house you rented today?" Duan Ling asked.
"Well," Duan Feifei nodded, "It's all packed up."
"What about you?" Duan Ling asked again.
"I..." Duan Feifei glanced at Jiang Kuo.
Duan Ling also turned around and glanced at Jiang Kuo.
Jiang Kuo was a little embarrassed and didn't know what expression to put on.
"You two stay," Duan Ling said. "You can leave your dad alone for half a day, it's a little uncomfortable," Duan Ling said, "and I think this lunch today can be eaten if you are happy, you can eat dinner. You have to drink a lot, you can't even talk to your father about the relationship between father and son."
"Yeah." Duan Feifei responded.
Just as he was talking, the old uncle over there shouted: "Okay, as handsome as he used to be!"
Jiang Kuo immediately stood up and glanced over there. Uncle Duan came down from the second floor and put on the clothes he and Duan Feifei had chosen before.
With simple slacks and a T-shirt, Uncle Duan looked completely different from when he just walked out of the prison gate.
"This size is quite suitable," Uncle Duan looked down at the clothes on his body, feeling a little uncomfortable under the crowd, "It's very fashionable, who chose it?"
"Jiang Kuo chose the style," Duan Feifei said, "it's quite refreshing to wear."
"It's up to me to choose, I don't think I would consider it," Uncle Duan smiled at Jiang Kuo, "Have vision."
"Duan Feifei tried it on, it looks really good, I think you should look good in clothes," Jiang Kuo said, "After all, father and son."
"That's it!" Uncle Duan replied loudly.
Several people were stunned in the room for a while, and the old uncle said, "Visit our new store?"
"Okay, okay," Uncle Duan looked around, "This store is twice as big as before, even upstairs."
"Yes," the old man put his arm around his shoulder and took him to the kitchen, "I tell you, more than half of this was done by the two of them. Feifei pulls, the eldest young master can buy this street..."
"...No." Jiang Kuo argued weakly.
The old aunt couldn't help laughing: "It's blown, it hasn't changed at all, the two of them are just blowing together."
Duan Feifei looked at Jiang Kuo, and turned his head toward the back kitchen.
"Go and accompany you," Jiang Kuo said, "I've been following for a while..."
"Yeah." Duan Feifei responded.
"Also," Jiang Kuo whispered, "I'm really... at the limit, I've never been so social."
Duan Feifei immediately took him by the shoulder and brought it to the side: "Then you can rest here, don't worry about it, you can go to the restaurant first if you want, or you..."
"Don't be so nervous," Jiang Kuo said, "I mean I..."
"I know," Duan Feifei looked around, the old uncle's family accompanied his father to visit, the cooked food salesman went to the warehouse, there was no one around at this time, he hugged Jiang Kuo, tilted his head to his neck I kissed, "You've been with me all the way today, it's been too hard."
"It's okay." Jiang Kuo smiled, leaned on him, lowered his head and put his chin on his shoulder, "Today is special after all, I have waited ten years for the day."
"Xiao Jiang," Duan Feifei hugged him tightly and whispered in his ear, "Thank you."
"You're too polite," Jiang Kuo said.
"No..." Halfway through Duan Feifei, the sales girl took out a bunch of bags from the warehouse. He didn't have time to let go of Jiang Kuo, so he could only continue to hug Jiang Kuo and cuddle there in silence.
The little girl walked past them calmly, and went to the cashier without looking sideways.
"What's her name?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Xu Nannan," Duan Feifei let go of him and whispered, "Xiao Xu, I feel... quite sensible."
"Don't try it, just stay." Jiang Kuo said.
"Okay." Duan Feifei laughed.
After Duan Feifei went to accompany him to visit, Jiang Kuo leaned on the chair and closed his eyes and let out a long sigh of relief. He was really tired, but if this person is not Duan Feifei's father, he must have left halfway.
However, although Uncle Duan was confused, he could see that he was very happy, which made him a little happy.
While thinking about it, the phone rang.
He sighed, took out his phone and glanced at it, the call was actually President Jiang.
It's rare.
"Hello?" Jiang Kuo answered the phone.
"How have you been recently?" President Jiang asked happily.
"Where did you come from recently?" Jiang Kuo said, "Didn't I just visit you not long ago?"
"I can't talk as usual today." President Jiang said.
"It's good," Jiang Kuo said, "I'm just going back a few days later."
"Your mother said that you have to make up the exam if you failed," President Jiang said, "it's shameful to go home."
"Why is your wife like this?" Jiang Kuo was shocked, "This is a rumor!"
"Then when will you come back to crush this rumor?" President Jiang asked.
"...the end of the month," Jiang Kuo said, "is there something wrong?"
"It's nothing," President Jiang said. "The matter here has been dealt with for a while, I'm a lot more relaxed, and I'll take care of you when I have time."
"You didn't care about me so much before?" Jiang Kuo said.
"Isn't there a cannon," Mr. Jiang said. "Besides, I still went."
"Mr. Jiang, if you have something to say, everyone is comfortable." Jiang Kuo said.
"Hey, this attitude has my style," President Jiang laughed, "it's fine if you come back at the end of the month, you can catch up with Jiang Lu and the others to have a meal, this stage of work is over, they have to go back and pass the time. Come back in a few days."
"No," Jiang Kuo was stunned, "Do I need to show up for this?"
"The family banquet," President Jiang said, "the family banquet needs you."
Jiang Kuo didn't speak.
"By the way, help me with Jiang Lu's words," President Jiang said. "Let's see if he can help me for a long time in the future..."
"Dad," Jiang Kuo couldn't help shouting the supreme nickname to President Jiang, "What's my stance to use other people's words? And am I familiar with him? Even if I do, do you think Jiang Lu can make me talk about it? Anyone here?"
"Of course not," Mr. Jiang said. "No one would normally do this, but the relationship through the company is too formal and too blunt. Only by relying on this roundabout trick, only I can come up with this kind of trick."
"Is this a trick?" Jiang Kuo questioned.
"I think you're right," President Jiang said. "You're a little bit like him... you can't say that, but he'll like you, and you're about the same age..."
"Dad?" Jiang Kuo was speechless.
"Remember to come back for dinner," President Jiang said. "It's best to bring Duan Feifei."
"You're actually looking for Duan Feifei, right?" Jiang Kuo said.