Huo Jinyu's letter of assurance was written very—
Free and uninhibited.
There were four big characters "Never make the same mistake again" written in black on the white paper, written in even more cursive style than cursive writing. The last "犯" and the last vertical hook of the word even hooked outside the white paper.
The man in black who handed Huo Jinyu the paper and pen took a sneak peek, and the expression on his face suddenly became indescribable.
A letter of guarantee can be written so stubbornly. In just four short words, it doesn't seem like any one of them can stay calm on the white paper. The sharp and eye-catching font gives people the first impression that there seems to be a rebellious spirit behind every word.
I can only say that the Fourth Master is worthy of being the Fourth Master. He would rather break than bend when admitting his mistakes.
Huo Jinyu signed the letter of guarantee with her own name and handprint, slapped it on the man in black, and was about to leave.
The man in black quickly stopped her, and before Huo Jinyu could get angry, he said quickly: "Little Fourth Master, you can't leave now. I just received a call from the master, and the master told you to wait a little longer, he has something to say to you."
Huo Jinyu said impatiently: "Can't you see I'm in a hurry to get out now - get out!"
A group of strong men in black stood in several rows, blocking the exit tightly.
Two fists are no match for four hands, let alone there are more than four hands here, more than forty pairs of hands. Huo Jinyu's handsome face turned as black as ash at the bottom of a pot, and he cursed in a low voice.
He raised his foot and kicked the door panel hard, making it clang, clang.
A group of burly men in black turned a blind eye, not even batting an eyelid, still standing straight, allowing Huo Jinyu to vent his anger on the two door panels.
Let the Fourth Master kick it if he wants. It’s not the first time anyway. If it breaks, he can just put an identical one back. It’s not difficult at all and it’s easy.
Finally, the two door panels reached the end of their old age and passed away peacefully in an eternal sleep.
Huo Jinyu kicked the door, but the anger in his heart did not subside much. He walked around the room and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "Call your master."
This request is reasonable.
The bodyguards in black didn't waste a moment. One of them dialed the phone at lightning speed and turned on the speakerphone.
The phone rang for a few seconds. When the other end picked up, Huo Jinyu was so angry that he said, "If you have something to say, say it. Let me out now."
"—You little brat, who are you talking to? You have no respect for your parents."
Old Master Huo started to yell angrily with all his might, and then he arrived at the ancestral hall.
The bodyguard immediately presented the letter of guarantee to Mr. Huo. Mr. Huo held the letter of guarantee, which seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. His expression suddenly changed from disbelief to dishevel, and then suddenly to ecstasy.
Within a few seconds, the expression on his face changed more than a dozen times. Mr. Huo looked again and again, his face full of joy that could not be expressed in words, and he laughed loudly and said, "Good! Good! Good!"
Huo Jinyu glanced at his father as if he was a lunatic, and was caught by old man Huo, who then slapped Huo Jinyu on the back of the head.
"You stinky boy! Why don't you let your father be happy first? I've locked you up so many times, and this is the first time I've seen you honestly admit your mistakes and write a letter of guarantee."
Old Master Huo was extremely relieved. He kept touching the four words on the white paper with his fingers. The more he looked at them, the more sad he felt.
The youngest son is the eldest son. He has been spoiled by him and his wife since he was a child. He has been spoiled by several sons and daughters in the family. His temperament has become more and more crooked as he grows up, and cannot be straightened out.
I thought that this would be the fate of my youngest son in his life, but unexpectedly, God and his ancestors opened their eyes, and my youngest son is finally starting to wake up.
"My son has grown up. Dad is really happy today! So happy!"
"Dad, can you please tell me what's going on? Can't you see I'm going out?"
"Why are you in such a hurry to go out? Can't we just have a good chat?"
Old Master Huo had no intention of letting Huo Jinyu leave. He thought and thought again, and felt that he could not wait any longer. If he did nothing and just waited for his youngest son to come to his senses on his own, who knows how long it would take, and there would be too many variables in between.
It would be better to take a gamble and help my younger son to open his mind. Whether it will succeed or not, we have to try it to know.
Old Master Huo lowered his head and looked at the letter of guarantee written by his youngest son today. Although there are only four words in it, it would have been impossible in the past. Even if he kept his youngest son from the beginning of the year to the end of the year, it would be useless. Not a single word could be seen.
The more I looked at it, the more satisfied I felt. Suddenly, I had a feeling that I had taken the first step in a long journey of thousands of miles. The most difficult step had been taken, and the rest of the way was left.
"Xiao Jiang's wrist is injured. I have to go check it out."
Hearing his youngest son's explanation, Mr. Huo was delighted and asked with a smile, "Are you heartbroken?"
"Dad, what are you talking about?" Huo Jinyu glanced at his father and raised his voice a lot. "I was the one who injured Xiao Jiang's hand. Of course I have to go and see it."
"You also know that you have injured him, you little brat. You didn't use any light force on him. Do you think Xiao Jiang is as tough as you?"
Old Master Huo scolded softly and poked Huo Jinyu's forehead with his finger again. He poked him every time he said a sentence, trying to open up his stubborn little son's mind.
Huo Jinyu stepped back, holding his forehead with his hands, his eyebrows furrowed, and said in an irritable tone: "Dad, can you please stop talking? If you want to chat, find a time later and I'll chat with you. Can you please let me out now?"
"That won't do!" Mr. Huo refused outright, and examined Huo Jinyu from head to toe in front of him. He said as he examined him, "You look so irritable now, I'm not sure if I'll let you go. What if Xiao Jiang accidentally hurts you again... Even if you don't feel bad, I will!"
"Who said I don't feel bad?"
Huo Jinyu blurted out this sentence without thinking.
Finally, after hearing these words, Mr. Huo said meaningfully, "You can also feel sorry for others, right? That's rare! It's really rare!"
Huo Jinyu was not stupid. His father's tone and expression seemed to imply something. He was in a hurry to go out, and he didn't have the time to play a guessing game with his father, so he just asked directly.
"Dad, what exactly do you want to tell me today? Can you tell me all at once?"
Mr. Huo had no intention of beating around the bush with his youngest son today. He was straightforward and asked back in plain words: "What do you think of Xiao Jiang?"
Huo Jinyu was stunned by the question: "... What? What... are you thinking? Dad, can you be more straightforward and stop saying half of what you want to say."
Even though I had expected that my youngest son was stubborn and had low emotional intelligence—no! It was very likely that he didn't even have emotional intelligence in his mind.
Too stupid! So stupid that Mr. Huo wanted to swing his big iron fist and give his stupid son a few more "bang bang bang" punches. Even after he said so much, his stupid son didn't even feel that there was anything wrong.
Mr. Huo rubbed his chest and sighed deeply.
I can’t kick away my stupid son even if I want to.
After a short break, Mr. Huo regained his spirits and took the trouble to repeat what he had just said, and even expanded on it.
"I'm asking you? Ask yourself - what do you think of Xiao Jiang? Don't ask me another question like 'what do you think', ah!"
"Think hard! If you can't think of anything, you don't have to go out today. It's a good time to spend the evening chatting with your ancestors. They came to your dad in a dream last night and said they missed you."
"Collective dreaming? Do you really have to make such a big fuss about it?"
Huo Jinyu had just muttered something when he was hit on the back of his head by old man Huo again. This time, old man Huo hit him with his raised fist. When he hit him the second time, Huo Jinyu learned his lesson and stayed away from his father.
Although it doesn't hurt, no one likes to be beaten, especially for no apparent reason.
…Did his father have a blast today? He wanted to hit people over and over again when they disagreed with him.
After hitting nothing with his punch, Mr. Huo looked around the room, grabbed the lid of the lunch box that Huo Zhengjun had just brought over from the table, and said angrily.
"I told you so much in one breath, but you, a rebellious son, only care about your ancestors' collective dream to you - ah!!!"
With a "bang", the box lid slammed heavily on the table, making a crisp sound. Old Man Huo swung the box lid with his hand as if he were swinging a sledgehammer, with the momentum of one man blocking a thousand.
The box lid (big hammer) pointed at his rebellious son who was three meters away from him, and roared again—
"Stop right there! I'm going to smash your head into pieces today! I'm going to take your last name!!!"
Huo Jinyu touched the back of his head and took a few steps back, blinking as he did so, as if he was thinking about something very important.
Then, he stretched out one arm and pushed it forward to his father who was chasing him and wanted to beat him, meaning that his father should stop for a while because he had something to say.
Then, with a serious look on his face, he reminded his father: "Dad, have you forgotten? I have the same surname as you, and if you change my surname, then you are still surnamed Huo. What you said is self-contradictory."
Mr. Huo: “…” He became furious.
With a "swoosh", Mr. Huo threw the box lid in his hand as a hidden weapon.
Huo Jinyu reacted quickly and jumped to the side. When Mr. Huo saw that he had thrown away his handy tool, he picked up the empty lunch box on the chair again.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Huo Jinyu ran away, and Mr. Huo followed behind him. The two of them performed a scene around the room -
He ran, he chased, but he couldn't fly away.
After chasing for a while, Mr. Huo was gasping for breath and could not run anymore. After all, he was old and could not handle too strenuous exercise.
He couldn't catch up, but Huo Jinyu couldn't run away either. There was a group of black-clad bodyguards guarding outside the gate of the ancestral hall. Even if Huo Jinyu could really grow a pair of wings out of thin air, it would be difficult for him to fly out.
Huo Jinyu poked his head out from behind a vermilion column and took a look at the situation. His father was so tired that he sat down on a chair.
Guessing that his father no longer had the energy to beat him, Huo Jinyu walked out openly and called out in a drawn-out tone: "Dad... Look at you, you're not young anymore, why are you chasing me? You're so tired that you're sweating and out of breath. - Come on! Have a drink of water and take a break."
He is a filial son who knows to pour a glass of water for his father.
Perhaps it was this glass of water that restored some of the relationship between father and son. Mr. Huo drank it in one gulp. After calming down, he remembered the important matter that had been interrupted just now and resumed it.
"What do you think of what I just said?"
Huo Jinyu cried out.
"What are you talking about—" Mr. Huo slammed the table and stood up, "What do you think of Xiao Jiang? You don't even know the answer yourself."
Huo Jinyu was confused by the question: "What do I think? Dad...what you said today is so weird? Why do you always ask this question?"
Old Master Huo's heart was excited, his hands were shaking, he pointed at Huo Jinyu, and even his voice began to tremble: "I'm so mad at you! I'm almost mad at you, I really—"
I beat my chest and stamped my feet, feeling so uncomfortable.
"—How could I give birth to such a stupid son like you? I have finally seen clearly that you are only worthy of being a bachelor for the rest of your life... And don't go and harm Xiao Jiang."
Xiao Jiang is such a good child, and his stupid son is really not worthy of him. Old Master Huo feels that he is not so cruel and blind as to lose his conscience.
In order to prevent his youngest son from being single for the rest of his life, he dragged a good child into this mess.
"Starting tomorrow... No! Starting today, don't go see Xiao Jiang anymore. You will transfer to Ocean University tomorrow."
When Huo Jinyu heard this, she exploded: "I won't transfer schools! Xiao Jiang is mine, you have no right to stop me from seeing him."
"You don't even know what you want, and yet you keep calling me your own person."
Old Master Huo glanced sideways coldly and gave his stupid son a good scolding.
"Huo Jinyu! You'd better understand one thing. Xiao Jiang is just your classmate. He is not related to you. After he graduates from university, he will have a stable job and will get married and have children."
"What's the point of talking about marriage or getting married? I can support him for the rest of his life." Huo Jinyu replied subconsciously, pacing back and forth in annoyance.
He didn't want to listen to what his father had just said. It made him feel very harsh and uncomfortable, and it made him feel upset and uncomfortable all over. In short, he felt indescribable discomfort all over his body.
He laughed when he was extremely angry.
Old Master Huo was so angry at his stupid son that he laughed. You say he is stupid, but he still knows to support others for his whole life. You say he is not stupid, but he can't even explain what he thinks of others in his heart.
"You have raised him all your life. What is your status? Are you his uncle or his aunt? How can you dictate Xiao Jiang's life?"
"I..." Huo Jinyu grabbed a handful of hair in annoyance, making her carefully groomed hair look like a bird's nest.
his!
The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became. He was already extremely annoyed today. This annoyance started when he saw Jiang Qingzhou chatting and laughing with others in the library this afternoon.
Without any warning, it gushed out.
It was as if there was an unknown anger burning in his heart. He thought about Jiang Qingzhou smiling at others, speaking sweet words to others, and forming a family with some wild woman who popped out of nowhere in the future.
The growing rage in my heart was like a volcano erupting and I couldn't stop it.
Old Master Huo glanced coldly at his youngest son, who started to ruin the snacks on the table. It was simply unbearable to watch. He was so stupid and hopeless.
"That thing on your neck is probably just a decoration."
A wooden head, a brain full of paste.
"Dad, can you please stop making sarcastic remarks about me here? Can't you see I'm thinking about something?"
"Your head is as hard as an elm stick. Even a hammer can't pry it open. You will never understand it in your whole life." Grandpa Huo no longer has any expectations for his youngest son. It doesn't matter if he doesn't understand it. There is nothing wrong with being single for the rest of your life.
Anyway, the Huo family can afford it.
Huo Jinyu rolled her eyes and stopped eating the snacks. She forced out a very obedient smile and said, "You're talking as if Dad knows what I'm thinking?"
Old Master Huo said calmly, "You were born by me, so I know what you are thinking."
Huo Jinyu shook her head in disbelief, deliberately mumbling: "Anyone can brag, but why don't you tell me what I'm thinking right now, Dad? If you can guess it right, you're awesome."
"What else can you think of? You can't even figure out that you like Xiao Jiang, what else can you think of—"
The voice stopped abruptly, and Mr. Huo suddenly realized: "—You little bastard! You are trying to trick me."
At this moment, Huo Jinyu had no time to care about his father yelling at him. His mind was full of one of the sentences that his father had said just now.
A bolt of thunder struck from the sky.
Huo Jinyu was stunned by the explosion... He... likes? Xiao Jiang
... Like? Jiang Qingzhou
... like... Jiang Qingzhou...
I kept repeating these words in my heart and mouth. As I was repeating them, I felt another pain in the back of my head.
His father beat him again.
"Don't tell your father. You still don't understand now. You like Xiao Jiang."
Old Master Huo took advantage of his youngest son's absent-mindedness and hit him again without saying a word, then yelled at his youngest son's ear.
He thought that since the youngest son had already told him the truth, there was no need to hide it any further.
Maybe it's God's will!
He was prepared to let his youngest son remain single for the rest of his life, but he didn't expect that his youngest son was not so stupid that he was hopeless and still knew how to trick him.
Another thunderbolt struck the sky.
The cumulative effect brought by this thunder was obviously hundreds of times higher than the previous one. In a flash, it suddenly enlightened Huo Jinyu's stupid head.
His gaze was clearer than ever before, and his peach blossom eyes were sparkling.
Huo Jinyu hugged Mr. Huo and said happily, "Dad! You fight well, you fight so well! Hahahahaha—I was saying that I just couldn't figure it out no matter how hard I thought about it."
It turned out that he was thinking in the wrong direction from the beginning.
After being happy, Huo Jinyu let go of his father and said confidently, "As long as I take over, there will be no chance for those women."
Similarly, although Mr. Huo was happy, he also knew that some things had to be said in advance: "It's not even a start yet, don't be too happy too soon. Xiao Jiang doesn't like you at all and has no feelings for you."
Huo Jinyu just came to his senses and couldn't stand any bad words: "Dad, why are you pouring cold water on your own son? Just based on your son's looks, figure, and... "
“Hey, hey, hey…” Old Master Huo rolled his eyes in disgust and quickly called for a stop. “You’re almost there. Don’t flatter yourself. It’s useless. Pursuing someone is not just talk. You have to be sincere and take actual actions. If you don’t change your bad temper, eh—”
"Your dad is saying this: you and Xiao Jiang, there is no hope for you two."
"Xiao Jiang looks gentle, but he's actually a very opinionated person. Don't rush in headfirst, or you'll scare him away."
Huo Jinyu couldn't help but said, "No way."
Old Master Huo reached out and poked his silly son's forehead again and again: "How can your father harm you? Look at how others pursue others and learn from them. Don't be too ambitious. Don't ever think that if you confess your love, Xiao Jiang will be happy to be with you."
"Don't think you can daydream just because it's broad daylight outside."
After hearing what her father said, Huo Jinyu was devastated like a wilted cabbage stalk.
Dejected and listless.
Mr. Huo didn't have time to care. He lowered his head and took out a piece of white paper with dense words written on it from his pocket. He waved to his youngest son and said, "Um... Huo Jinyu, come here and sign this agreement with Dad."
Huo Jinyu looked up distractedly, and his eyes were fixed on her.
Gentleman's agreement, what is that? What is his father doing
"Dad, what are you doing with this?"
"I'm just afraid that you'll do something stupid and scare my future daughter-in-law away."
There were a few words in this sentence that Huo Jinyu liked to hear, but the rest that were unpleasant were automatically and intelligently filtered out by her ears.
Mr. Huo slapped the gentleman's agreement written in black and white on the table and asked Huo Jinyu to take a good look at it.
"Jinyu, your dad has already said all the ugly things in advance. If you pursue Xiaojiang, your dad will support you with both hands, feet, and head."
"However, considering your performance over the past twenty years, Dad has thought about it and still thinks it's better to make a gentleman's agreement. This way, it will be good for you, Xiao Jiang, and your dad. "
"During the four years of college, this is the time I give you to pursue Xiao Jiang. But the pursuit I'm talking about is before you break through that layer of window paper. You are absolutely not allowed to confess in advance."
"Use your sincerity to impress Xiao Jiang, and exchange sincerity for sincerity."
When Mr. Huo reached this point, his speech slowed down.
"If I hear or find out that you want to use cold violence against Xiao Jiang again... like today when you locked Xiao Jiang up and injured him. - This gentleman's agreement will be cancelled immediately and you will transfer to another school."
"I'll send 60 bodyguards every day, divided into three shifts, to watch you. I don't believe you can still grow wings and fly."
"If you have no objection, you can sign it. After the agreement takes effect, I will no longer stop you from meeting Xiao Jiang."
Huo Jinyu raised his eyebrows, and quickly signed his name, looking extremely satisfied with himself.
"Dad! You and Mom, just wait for tea with your daughter-in-law and husband."
After saying that, Huo Jinyu almost jumped and ran out of the ancestral hall.
He folded up the gentleman's agreement that his youngest son had just signed and put it away. He was about to give him some instructions, but when he looked up, he found that his youngest son was nowhere to be found in the ancestral hall.
This child, Mr. Huo shook his head and quickly shouted to his youngest son who had already run more than ten meters away: "Don't forget to apologize to Xiao Jiang for what happened today. Be sincere and honest."
From a distance, he could only hear his younger son running away and replying to him without even turning his head.
"-knew."