Violators Club

Chapter 155 The Father and Son Conversation

Chapter 153 Father and Son Conversation
The appearance of Chen Changqing made Li Wenbin alert.

He always suspected that the other party was planning to use his son to threaten him, after all similar things happened a lot.

There are even more excessive ones, but as the other party leaves without hesitation at this moment?

Li Wenbin's mentality changed again. He didn't know what happened and why the other party left, so he couldn't help but become suspicious.

"呲~"

The soda can was opened, and the two dishes were put down. Li Jiajun, who was sitting on the sofa, held the can of beer that Chen Changqing had put on the table in his hand.

Looking at his father's confused eyes, Li Jiajun, who was only 13 years old and had an immature face, smiled and patted the sofa:
"Dad, try it, I fried it myself."

Li Wenbin frowned, he seemed to want to say something, but in the end he took the beer from Li Jiajun's hand:
Ton Ton drank a third of it in one gulp. Looking at the dishes on the table, Li Wenbin picked up the chopsticks and took a bite. Instead of asking directly, he said gently:
"When did you learn how to cook?"

Li Jiajun smiled and opened a can of beer for himself, with a bright smile on his immature face, giving the impression of a warm father-son conversation:
"When you are not at home on weekdays, I will cook some dishes by myself, but today's these are taught to me by the teacher."

Chewing Hangzhou pepper, the pungent taste made his mouth feel hot. Just looking at the beer next to his son, Li Wenbin couldn't help but raise his eyelids:
"Can you drink?"

With a subtle smile, Li Jiajun shook his head and said modestly: "I will drink a little."

With a cold snort, Li Wenbin, who knew it well, glanced at his son:
"It doesn't look like it."

Minors are prohibited from drinking alcohol, but it depends on the situation.

As an adult, Li Wenbin knows that drinking is a must, but now Li Jiajun is only 13 years old after all.

Drinking is fine, but drinking too much can be a big problem.

He is also a member of the police station, with the same rank as Li Wenbin, the Chief Superintendent's Lao Guan. I heard that his son Guan Zu often goes to bars.

His son is only 13 years old this year, and Li Wenbin does not want to become the second generation of playboys like Guan Zu in the future.

Facing Li Wenbin's dissatisfaction, Li Jiajun shook his head disapprovingly:

"The teacher said, you have to reserve three points for drinking."

Originally, Li Wenbin wanted to tell his son about the dangers of drinking, but when he heard his son mention Chen Changqing.

He couldn't help frowning, and subconsciously warned:

"He's not a good man."

Nodding his head, Li Jiajun, who knew his father's character, didn't make any excuses, but smiled perfunctorily:

"I know, I knew it as soon as the teacher walked in the door."

He gave his son a cold look. As a tough guy in the police station, Li Wenbin looked a little more complicated and guilty.

The immature boy in front of him is his son. The two have lived together for 13 years. Li Wenbin is very clear about what his son is thinking, and he also knows that the other party is just perfunctory himself, just looking at the stubbornness in his son's eyes.

Li Wenbin finally held back and did not continue arguing on Chen Changqing's issue.

He knew very well that if he continued to talk on this issue, the two would inevitably quarrel.

So after a brief silence, Li Wenbin shook his head, and he took a sip of beer: "The dishes are cooked well, have you figured out how to tell me?"

Li Jiajun shook his head, only 13 years old, he is more mature than imagined:

"I didn't think about it, and I didn't know. The teacher didn't tell me much."

As the father, Li Wenbin didn't say much. He picked up the chopsticks and picked up two mouthfuls of food. Li Wenbin waved his hand, and there was an undeniable majesty in his eyes:
"Then chat casually, anyway, we have time tonight."

Frowning slightly, facing his father's rigid and tough side, Li Jiajun sighed inwardly.

On the surface, this is just a simple conversation, but in reality?
From the beginning of the pleasant face, reduce the prisoner's psychological defense and tension.

Then to the sudden questioning, these are all interrogation techniques for prisoners.

And thinking about what the teacher said to him before, he didn't say much, Li Jiajun just shook his head: "There is nothing to say, just chatting casually, and our personalities are compatible, and then I became his student."

Li Wenbin was somewhat dissatisfied with what Li Jiajun said.

He slammed the beer can on the table, with a majestic expression, as if he was really interrogating a prisoner:
"But I think he seems to appreciate you very much!"

Li Jiajun frowned, he looked up at his father seriously, and emphasized in a serious tone:

"Dad, that's my teacher."

In the eyes of outsiders, Li Wenbin is perfect.

This is a good cop, a man loved by heaven.

But as a close relative, Li Jiajun is very aware of how bad his father's character is.

Workaholic is only part of the performance, and most of the other half can understand it. What is really difficult to accept is Li Wenbin's character. Because of his years of police experience, he always unconsciously looks at problems from the perspective of a policeman, even including the way he talks. .

But don't forget one thing - family is family, not criminals!

This was also the main reason why Li Jiajun's mother left Li Wenbin. No one wanted the other side of him to treat himself like a prisoner every day.

In addition, Li Wenbin's personality is very domineering, and he is very subjective.

After Chen Changqing left, Li Jiajun mentioned him several times, but Li Wenbin never called him by name.

They were all using "he" or more vague language to perfunctory, but even in the face of his son's dissatisfaction, Li Wenbin didn't mean to change at all. With his brows furrowed, he stared at Li Jiajun stubbornly:
"You have been smart since you were a child, but you are still too young after all. The social situation is very complicated, and you can't grasp it!"

Li Jiajun couldn't bear it and shouted directly: "Dad, I'm not an idiot, I have my own thinking and opinions."

Li Jiajun is not an idiot, although he is only 13 years old, but his IQ is as high as 192, he is an out-and-out genius.

From a very young age, he knew that he was different from ordinary people.

The actions of many adults seem to him as childish and ridiculous as children.

Li Wenbin also knows that his son is Zaohui, but in his opinion Li Jiajun is just a 13-year-old child.

This is also a problem that occurs in many families. Parents always think that the child is still young, but in fact the child knows more than the parents, but because of identity issues, the child often cannot show it.

As time goes by, the relationship between parents and children becomes more and more rigid, and the contradictions between them become more and more serious.

Li Wenbin at this moment is a living example. He did not try to understand the child, but stubbornly expressed:
"I'm not arguing with you about this, just tell me what he told you."

Faced with Li Wenbin's tough attitude, Li Jiajun's face darkened when he was only 13 years old.

He raised his head abruptly, although his tone was calm, but his expression was somewhat angry: "Do you know why mother left? After work, you will no longer be a policeman, Chief Superintendent Li Wenbin!"

Li Wenbin's expression froze, and he slammed the table.

Hearing a "bang!", Li Wenbin stood up, with cloudy eyes, like a volcano about to erupt!

With no fear in his eyes, Li Jiajun looked at his father without showing any weakness.

one second...

two seconds...

three seconds...

After looking at each other briefly, it seemed that they had expected the scene in front of them.

Li Jiajun, who is only 13 years old, looks like a seasoned middle-aged man. He glanced at Li Wenbin and shook his head mockingly:

"Forget it, I'm almost 40 years old, and I can't change it if I want to. The teacher didn't say anything to me. He just told me a story about the Spring and Autumn Period."

Looking at the son in front of him, Li Wenbin, with a stiff expression, finally sat down.

He thought for a moment, then frowned:
"Spring and Autumn?"

With immature and young facial features, he looked at his father with clear eyes.

Seemingly thinking of a very ridiculous thing, Li Jiajun couldn't help but look a little more playful, and his tone was even more mocking:

"Yes, during the Spring and Autumn Period, when Jin and Chu were fighting for hegemony, there were still some small countries sandwiched between these two big countries, such as Chen Guo and Cai Guo, who died repeatedly many times."

Li Wenbin frowned, his expression becoming more and more puzzled.

Looking at his father's puzzled eyes, Li Jiajun didn't continue to play tricks, he said two words slowly - "Zheng Guo!"

(End of this chapter)