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Peng Jiahui never thought that the plot of the social news would run on his son.
When he heard that there was a lunatic, Peng Jiahui didn't even take it seriously, and he didn't call his son specifically to warn him.
I always thought that I would be caught sooner or later, what a coincidence.
—It just happened to be such a coincidence.
On the day of the accident, Peng Xingwang was taken back to his home, and he took a bath and dried his hair to coax him to sleep. He was obedient and obedient throughout the whole process without any trouble.
This kid wasn't like this before.
Peng Jiahui knew exactly what he did when he was messed up.
During the period when his work was not going well, he would humbly be his grandson in the company every day, and vent his anger on the child after returning home, and he might kick his feet suddenly for no reason.
At that time Peng Xingwang was thin and timid, he didn't dare to look directly at him, let alone speak confidently and loudly like now.
When bathing his son, Peng Jiahui once felt that he was dreaming.
How can a child be so ungrateful.
Doesn't he hate him
Shouldn't the son hate him for running away with his mother in anger, hate him for beating and scolding him frequently in the past, hate him for fostering him in relatives' homes until now
Peng Xingwang hardly had any thorns on his body.
Once Peng Jiahui is sober, he will instinctively put up his defenses, fearing that the child will spoil him with what he has done before.
But from before to now, it has never happened once.
Xing Xing seems to have forgotten all the unhappiness in the past, and is happy every day as it should be.
Peng Jiahui even told Jiang Wang about it.
He almost felt that he had some masochistic tendencies, and he should not be approached by children at all.
"You said Xing Xing, why doesn't he hate me?"
Jiang Wang had smoked half a cigarette before looking at him.
"You know it yourself."
Jiang Wang also couldn't understand such a child.
A heart is made of bulletproof glass, even if rotten eggs and rotten eggplants are crackled on it, it will still be crystal clear and transparent when wiped with a rag.
"Dad, when I saw that lunatic, I thought how sad you would be if something happened to me."
Peng Xingwang rubbed the bubbles and said, "Fortunately, Mr. Ji is very skilled, throwing a few balls over him knocked the man into a daze!"
Peng Jiahui responded embarrassingly, and took the shower head to help him rinse.
Guan Hong smoked for a while on the balcony, and finally left without making a sound.
The next day, Xing Wang was sent to the hospital, and Peng Jiahui invited his girlfriend to the house again, and specially prepared a box of pastries as a gift.
That night when he slept with his son, he thought about many things clearly.
"Honghong, I can't delay you either."
"There are some things we can't get along with, so don't force it, let's get together and break up."
Guan Hong confiscated his gift, stared and said, "Say it again?"
Peng Jiahui didn't understand what this woman was thinking: "You said..."
"It's only been a few days since you chased me? If you say break up, break up?" Guan Hong seemed to be insulted, and her temper flared up again: "Okay you, I think the little girl surnamed Lin in the personnel department is sticking to you every day. Did you fall in love with him? Use your son to choke me?"
Peng Jiahui looked puzzled: "What Xiaolin Xiaowang, I really brought this up for my son. It was you who said at the beginning that there was him and there was no you. Can you figure it out?"
"Who are you pretending to show?" Guan Hong laughed loudly, as if hearing some great joke: "For your son?"
"If it's really for the good of your son, why did you go there a few years ago and only remember now?"
"If you don't raise him yourself, don't raise him for your ex-wife, and give him to two homosexuals to watch over, aren't you afraid that your son will become gay too?!"
Peng Jiahui's mind went blank, he lost his hand when he backed up, and the pastry fell to pieces on the ground.
"You, what nonsense are you talking about?!"
He became angry: "My brother is not that kind of person, Mr. Ji is also innocent, don't fart me here, do you have evidence?!"
"Evidence? Do you still need evidence?" Guan Hong said in a strange way: "It's exactly the same as my ex-boyfriend. Every time we meet, I stick to a man's face and want to touch his face. Have you seen how many men cling to each other all day long? ?”
Before she could finish speaking, Peng Jiahui strode forward as if stimulated and slapped her with a big ear scraper!
"Snapped!"
"You—you hit me?!" Guan Hong said sharply, "Peng Jiahui, are you crazy?!!"
"Are you afraid that the neighbors in the neighborhood don't know about it?" She spread her hands into horns, and she was about to shout, "Jiang Wang is a fellow—"
Peng Jiahui slapped him hard.
"To shut up!"
He hadn't hit anyone for a long time, and his body was shaking when he spoke again.
"I'm telling you, crazy woman, stop chewing people's tongues behind their backs!"
"Even if Jiang Wang is actually a woman pretending to be a monster, it's not your turn to point fingers!"
"You have to tell the neighbors," Peng Jiahui directly opened the door, even the screen door was left open, without giving Guan Hong a chance to react: "If you dare to say it, I dare to scold you, saying that you slept with four or five people at the same time I was bumped into by someone surnamed Jiang, let's see who the neighbors believe!"
Guan Hong shivered, she didn't expect Peng Jiahui to protect her shortcomings like this.
She realized that she had gone too far, and was surprised that this man could be so fierce.
Before Guan Hong could say anything to compromise, Peng Jiahui yelled, "Get out of here!"
The ex-girlfriend ran away in embarrassment, and the middle-aged man sat down slowly, staggering a little.
"Ah Choo!"
"Have a cold?"
"It's not like it, I haven't caught a cold recently." Jiang Wang rubbed his nose, unaware that he was called a adult demon by his own father: "Is it because the reporters outside scolded me?"
He originally only had to stay for two days before leaving, but the property management company also specially hired a psychologist to give him and the children counseling and counseling for these two days, so as not to be angry and ask for a lot of money in court. A devious tactic.
As if he was afraid that his attitude was not good enough, the bedside sympathy flower basket at the door was changed every day, and there were freshly cut fruit plates, four dishes and one soup for three meals. After hearing that Boss Jiang had kidney stones, he even moved a water dispenser to the special ward.
Ji Linqiu came over to sit with him for a while as a routine, and led the consultants to continue negotiating the contract with the teacher for him.
There were a few knocks on the door, Jiang Wang took the computer and buried himself in the file, and said casually, "Come in."
Peng Jiahui came in with a bucket of soup and brought him a bag of fruit.
"I thought it was the secretary," Jiang Wang smiled and said hello, "I'm sorry, I got confused."
Peng Jiahui hesitated a little, nodded restrainedly, and asked politely how he was recovering.
Jiang Wang felt that something was wrong, and speculated according to the inherent thinking
For a moment, I felt that my father might ask him to borrow money.
I heard that the machinery company is attracting investment and expanding its capacity, and maybe it just happens to want to develop shareholders.
... It's not that you can't borrow it, it depends on what he does with the money.
Seeing his natural friendly state, Peng Jiahui felt that such nonsense could not be uttered, so he could only bite the bullet and serve his brother a big bowl of soup.
"I haven't hurt my muscles and bones, and I won't be hurt by drinking bone soup."
Jiang Wang smiled and said the words calmly, turned around and drank the whole bowl of soup.
Fortunately, Xingwang's kid has gone to school, so he doesn't have to fight for soup with himself.
Jiang Wang thought about it, and found that he was only promising in this way.
Although I was beaten and scolded many times when I was a child, I still couldn't help drinking the soup when it was handed to me.
Oh man.
Peng Jiahui sat next to him and chatted nonchalantly, thinking if he wanted to stop asking, if the two of them really fell in love, could they harm Xing Xing
Jiang Wang waited for a while, getting a little impatient, so he just borrowed money? He opened his mouth and explained.
"Actually, if you want to say something, you can say it. We've known each other for so long, what are we afraid of?" He said casually, "Don't burden yourself too much, it's a big deal."
Peng Jiahui froze for a few seconds, thinking that this would be seen
My father sat on pins and needles for a long time, and said uneasy: "I always feel that it is embarrassing to ask you this."
"What's so embarrassing?" Jiang Wang raised his eyebrows: "Who hasn't encountered such a situation?"
… What
Peng Jiahui held back for a long time and said, "I broke up with Honghong."
"It's too fast." Jiang Wang began to rethink why his father borrowed money: "An accident happened to her, or did something happen to you?"
"What's the matter with me?" Peng Jiahui quickly waved his hands: "For the sake of the child, nothing else."
"She doesn't like children, and she doesn't like to see Xingwang at home. Although I used to really think she is pretty... But being pretty doesn't help much."
Peng Jiahui sighed, and muttered: "I have really thought about whether I should marry another wife, but Xing Xing is also my son, how can I just say no."
Jiang Wang's mood suddenly became particularly good: "That's what it means."
"Actually, Xing Xing came to me and told me that you want him to transfer to another school."
Peng Jiahui lowered his head and became very confident again.
"I also hope that he can go to the provincial capital to see the world, but..."
"but what?"
"Don't laugh at me," Peng Jiahui squeezed his fingers awkwardly, "I'm afraid that if he goes to the provincial capital, the neighbors will poke my spine and say that I don't want his son."
"It's really forcibly keeping my son here for the sake of face. Doesn't this prevent him from going to a good school?"
Jiang Wang listened patiently.
He found that he really liked listening to Peng Jiahui chatting about stars.
Every time Peng Jiahui thinks about how to treat Xingxing well, every time he buys something for the child and takes him somewhere to play, Jiang Wang can be in a happy mood for several days.
After all, that bastard is also him in essence, rounding it up, his father in his thirties is trying to make up for himself.
"So I deliberated and decided to listen to you on this matter. If someone talks gossip, I will try to explain it clearly. I have been pointed out before."
Peng Jiahui took a deep breath, as if he had let go of his self-esteem, looked at Jiang Wang and said, "Brother, before I met you, I was living a foolish life, and I counted it as a day."
"I'm really grateful that I met you, listened to your words, and walked step by step to where I am today. I have a stable income and can take my children to play everywhere, really."
Jiang Wang's face became hot when he heard it, he didn't expect his father to be so sensational suddenly, he coughed a few times and didn't know how to answer it.
Peng Jiahui hurriedly said, "Did you catch a cold?"
"...Maybe," Jiang Wang continued to cough, trying to cough away the nausea: "I've been sneezing for the past two days."
When Peng Jiahui said this, the lumps in his heart were relieved a lot.
He laughed dryly and said half-jokingly: "When we broke up, Guan Hong talked nonsense and said that you were in love with Teacher Ji."
Jiang Wang's heart suddenly tightened, and he instinctively controlled all the subtle expressions.
"What did you say?"-
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Jiang Wang lived in his own world for a long time.
Once a person is used to going smoothly, it is easy to do so. It seems that all the rule frameworks are tailor-made, and everything should be done as it should be.
It's only natural for him to like Ji Linqiu, and it's only natural for him to be clingy to Ji Linqiu. It's just instinctive, so there's no need to think about it.
It wasn't until Peng Jiahui suddenly mentioned this matter that Jiang Wang suddenly switched to the perspective of a small town resident in this era.
Gay, sick.
His thoughts changed in an instant, all the way from whether he and Ji Linqiu would be judged by the whole city, to whether he might lose his child, to how Du Wenjuan would treat them if he found out.
Peng Jiahui obviously felt that this question was too offensive, leaning his chairs against the back wall, and said with a smile: "Don't be angry, that girl is going crazy, she must be taking medicine."
Jiang Wang was still desperately trying to figure out where to expose it, as if he was eager to save a wildfire that would devour his lover.
He and Ji Linqiu got too close in front of Guan Hong? She saw him kissing him in the rainy night? Or listen to what others have said
After a long while, his voice was dry, and he pretended nothing happened and asked plainly: "What did Guan Hong say? Why did you say that all of a sudden?"
Peng Jiahui sat up straighter, realizing that he didn't deny it right away, sweat dripped down his brow.
"You won't, really..."
Jiang Wang looked at him, wondering if this man might have a recording pen hidden in his pocket.
Ironic at the thought again.
"Well. I'll tell you sooner or later, and I didn't intend to hide it." He gripped the thermos bowl his father gave him, lowered his head, took a sip of the soup that he had drank long ago, and waited quietly for the other party's next reaction.
Like a child waiting to be beaten.
Peng Jiahui stayed there for a long time, rubbed his hands, stood up and sat down again.
"Give me the bowl."
The middle-aged man took the bowl and served him the stewed bones with milky aroma. He carefully poured the soup to 80% full so as not to accidentally overflow it.
"It's all empty, and there's no need to drink."
Jiang Wang reflexively took the bowl and took another sip while it was hot.
The child in his heart was not slapped, and he was a little dazed.
"I really didn't expect that, I'm sorry, I told Mr. Ji two days ago that I would introduce him to someone," Peng Jiahui said awkwardly, "Actually, I'm not very familiar with my colleagues...with people like you, of course, many people said It is easy to get AIDS, you still... have to pay attention to safety."
Jiang Wang said stiffly: "I don't even know how men and men go to bed. I usually just hold hands. How could I have AIDS?"
Peng Jiahui was also dumbfounded: "You don't know?"
He seemed unable to figure out the logic behind it, and his face was full of confusion: "Are you sure you and him are really...that?"
Could it be that you all got it wrong?
"Yes," Jiang Wang sipped his soup in suspense, "Before I met Teacher Ji, I didn't like anyone, and no one looked down on me."
Peng Jiahui nodded awkwardly, never expecting that his brother would get mixed up with his son's English teacher, and coughed forcefully: "You two look pretty clean, you should be fine."
"When Guan Hong told me, I slapped her twice because she was so angry that she wanted to go out and talk everywhere."
Peng Jiahui was not sure if this buddy had a Hong Kong underworld background, and he was afraid that he would kill people for this matter, so he hurriedly explained: "I threatened her. If she dares to talk nonsense, I dare to say that you met her and slept with three or four people. She I was so scared that I ran away, it’s okay.”
Jiang Wang couldn't laugh or cry when he heard it, thinking that this is a fucking way, and it's ridiculous that he can't have sex with his own father.
They are all brothers and sisters, and the absurdity is gone, just accept the reality.
What a fucking use of magic to beat magic.
Jiang Wang realized that his emotions were still under control, so he boldly gnawed on the tough meat on the bone, and listened to Peng Jiahui's continuation while gnawing.
"It's not easy for you. You are probably very careful at ordinary times. Now the rumors hurt people very much. You must protect Teacher Ji well."
"You don't find it offensive?"
"Me?" Peng Jiahui said awkwardly: "I have been disgusted by others, so I probably understand you."
Jiang Wang can probably understand.
My father had been a drunkard for a long time, and it was inevitable that there would be resentment between the neighbors when they met. No wonder he could empathize with each other.
"—You know, don't I know how to cook? When I first got married and Wenjuan was in a good relationship, I often went shopping for vegetables and making soup, and served my wife and children. I was always gossiped behind my back, saying that I was abnormal." Peng Jiahui Touching his head, he said, "Actually, until now, whenever I cook and stew soup, my neighbors will say something weird."
"Hey, are you cooking again? You're very virtuous!" He imitated the tone of those people, and smiled resignedly: "Which one of us is more relaxed than the other, and we have to be talked about for everything, what a hell."
Jiang Wang has never heard of this saying. He has been single for more than 20 years and basically does not cook, but Hongcheng is really conservative. Men drink and beat others, and no one cares about them. If they nurse children every day and do housework, they will be regarded as a bitch. .
This point is completely a plus in Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou, but it is distorted like this in small places.
"After I heard what Guan Hong said, I actually struggled for a long time. I don't know whether it is good or not to put Xingwang in your place."
Peng Jiahui lowered his head and his voice became very flat.
"I found out that I'm a pretty selfish person."
"Even if you know that you are with Teacher Ji, your first reaction is to send Xingwang to Yuhan, let him study and live in a big city, and don't suffer in a small place like your own father."
"I hope he can go to Beijing and Shanghai for the exam, and it's better to go abroad again. How can he succeed in this life?"
"Sorry, I don't even know what I'm talking about."
He quickly looked up at Jiang Wang, feeling cramped and humble at this moment.
"As long as you can treat the stars well, nothing else matters."
Ever since Peng Jiahui was promoted, he has been trying to regain his self-esteem in front of Jiang Wang, speaking with a straight back.
He will deliberately say how much money he has made recently, and what kind of good house he plans to buy, as if he is also a very good person, worthy of being called a brother and brother with the most popular Boss Jiang in the city.
This is the first time Peng Jiahui has lowered himself to this level in several months.
It seems that after finally succeeding in cultivation, he beat himself back to his original shape in front of Jiang Wang, showing all his previous embarrassment and powerlessness.
Jiang Wang put down the tube bone in his hand, and suddenly his nose felt sore at this moment.
"Hey, how do you talk." He didn't want to let this atmosphere continue, and pretended to be impatient: "It's embarrassing to be so polite."
"Xing Xing likes little girls and won't be influenced by us... He has too many eyes." Jiang Wang deliberately picked up things that Peng Jiahui didn't dare to ask, and said with his forehead propped up: "You know how to take small gifts from bookstores at such a young age." Please make people happy, and invite them to go to the movies together, you don't have to think about it."
"Ji Linqiu and I also pay attention to the occasion, and we will never mess around in front of him."
"These things... I planned to tell you from the beginning, and I also planned to find a suitable opportunity to tell Xingwang's mother, and I will not deliberately hide it."
Peng Jiahui nodded, seeing that he had finished eating, he got up and cleaned up everything on the small table, and said after a while: "But on the day when Xing Wang leaves, I will still tell the child to meet him over there." If you feel uncomfortable, call him anytime, and I will pick him up anytime."
"It's definitely not to guard against you."
"It should be, you can say whatever you want." Jiang Wang watched him pack up and prepare to leave, sitting on the hospital bed and said suddenly: "Actually, you... love Xing Xing a lot more than you did at the beginning."
"Really?" Peng Jiahui laughed, and wiped the outside of the lunch box with a wet tissue.
"Sometimes I feel that people can't love others if their own life is not good." He looked at Jiang Wang, as if finally relieved of something: "Only if the work goes well, the house is well-dressed When it’s warm, you’ll have the energy to take care of others, don’t you think so?”
Jiang Wang looked at him for a long time, then nodded slowly.
He suddenly felt that for a long time, Du Wenjuan and Peng Jiahui might just be missing a chance.
In the first few years of their marriage, there was a wave of large-scale layoffs in state-owned factories. The older generation was also a farmer, and no one told them what to do next.
If that opportunity came just right, they wouldn't divorce, let alone let him stumble all the way and live alone like this.
After figuring it out, Jiang Wang went through the formalities and was discharged from the hospital that night, and limped back home.
Ji Linqiu was doing homework with Xingwang, and was a little surprised when he looked up.
"Your father is here today." Jiang Wang stretched out his hand and rubbed the child's head: "He still hopes that you will go to the provincial capital to study, and he also said that he very much hopes that you will take the entrance examination for a university in Beijing and Shanghai, and you can also go abroad."
"If you feel uncomfortable or unhappy in Yuhan, you can call him at any time and ask Dad to pick you up."
Peng Xingwang was stunned for a moment, then cheered.
"Great!!"
In the past two days, the kid looked like a hero who came out of a movie at school, not to mention being surrounded by a group of classmates to sign autographs, and the classmate list has already been filled to the brim.
Although parting is always a bit sad, but as soon as autumn comes, he will start a new life in a new city, and maybe everything will become more fun!
"One more thing," Jiang Wang thought for a while, then whispered: "Your father has already broken up with Aunt Guan, and she won't come back in the future."
Peng Xingwang was stunned, afraid that he might have done something wrong.
Jiang Wang pinched the child's face, but he didn't realize that he had been laughing after returning home.
"Dad said, he really loves you very much."
"He just wants you to be happy forever."