The arrogance of the city

Chapter 1751 Every family has scriptures that are difficult to read (2)

Sun City.

Under Li Futu's explanation, Yao Chenxi finally mustered up the courage to stop the car and rush home without going back to the hotel.

No matter how much Yao Chenxi refused, it was the first official visit after all. Although the timing was not so appropriate, Li Futu still sold two bottles of wine and a box of tea in a shop outside the community.

Although he was going back to his own home, but standing at the door, Yao Chenxi didn't directly open the door with the key, but knocked on the door.

"Who?"

With a sound, the door was quickly opened from the inside.

It wasn't Father Yao who came out.

"uncle."

Yao Chenxi shouted.

"Dawn is back, come in, come in."

Yao Chenxi's uncle was overjoyed, his eyes swept over Li Futu and the little guy, and he immediately greeted them enthusiastically.

"Brother-in-law, Chenxi is back."

he called into the living room.

He naturally doesn't live here, and he hasn't returned so late, obviously because Yao's mother just left, he is worried that Yao's father will be alone.

Father Yao was sitting on the sofa, smoking a cigarette. There was an ashtray on the solid wood coffee table, which was full of cigarette butts.

In his 50s, he lost his wife, which can be regarded as middle-aged widowhood.

This experience obviously hit him hard. Sitting there, his back was a little hunched, and his temperament looked a little sluggish, and he was much older.

Hearing his brother-in-law's cry, he seemed to turn a deaf ear, sitting there smoking slowly, motionless.

"Xiao Li, Chen Xi, come and drink tea."

Yao Chenxi's uncle seemed to be the head of the family, greeting Yao Chenxi and Li Futu.

"Uncle, you are also tired these days, go back and rest first."

Yao Chenxi took the water glass and said.

The other party was a little hesitant, and looked at Yao's father who seemed to be in a state of concentration, "Then your father..."

"and me."

Yao Chenxi squeezed out a smile.

Yao Chenxi's uncle was silent for a moment, nodded, and said in a low voice: "Since you're back, let's talk about it. He's your father. Even if he has some resentment towards you, he can't really hate you as a daughter. He If you say something nasty, just let it go."

Yao Chenxi smiled and nodded.

The other party then looked at Li Futu.

"Xiao Li, I've been too busy these days, I haven't had time to say thank you to you, I've worked hard for you these days."

"You are too serious, it's just a matter of raising your hands."

Uncle Yao showed appreciation, and then nodded.

"Then I'll go back first."

"No regrets, say goodbye to uncle and grandpa."

Yao Chenxi took his son's hand.

The little guy is naturally not a personality of being born. Although he hasn't spoken much, he has met several times in the past few days. He has a reflection.

"Goodbye, uncle and grandpa."

Uncle Yao smiled, sighed secretly, squeezed the child's face, and left here.

Yao Chenxi led the child and walked towards his father.

Li Futu found a place to put down the gift he had bought, and followed him.

"Dad, I'm back."

Father Yao tilted his head and looked at the other side of the balcony, as if he didn't hear it, and didn't respond.

Yao Chenxi had already prepared for her father's attitude. She knelt down and said to her son, "I don't regret it, call me Grandpa."

At this moment, Father Yao's eyes visibly fluctuated slightly.

"Grandpa."

It seemed that he was a little afraid of Father Yao who had been keeping a straight face these days. Although the little guy yelled, his voice was relatively low.

But no matter how low the voice is, in this silent house, as long as you are not deaf, you can still hear it after all.

Father Yao took a deep breath of cigarette, and finally turned his head slowly.

"Why are you willing to come back? If your mother hadn't left, I think you would never plan to return to this home?!"

Yao Chenxi's eyes were sad, and she said in a trembling voice, "Dad, I'm sorry."

"Your mother worked so hard to raise you. You forgot that you were sick when you were a child. How did your mother watch over you day and night in the hospital? But the result came to an end. She couldn't see you until she closed her eyes. This is the last time for your precious daughter."

Father Yao's fingers trembling while holding the cigarette.

"Yao Chenxi, touch your conscience, all goodness and filial piety come first, have you read all your books for so many years in vain?"

Yao Chenxi gritted her teeth, unable to respond.

Li Futu who was standing behind was about to speak, but a certain little guy took the first step.

"Grandpa, don't be angry, okay?"

Although he was a little afraid of Father Yao, the little guy felt his mother's sadness at this time keenly, so he mustered up the courage to speak up.

"Mom often says that a good child is a good child if he knows his mistakes and can correct them. If mom does something wrong, she can correct it. Grandpa, don't be cruel to mother anymore, okay?"

The innocent words fell to the ground, and the house fell into silence.

None of the adults said a word.

Yao Chenxi, who was half squatting on the ground, grabbed his son's hand vigorously, feeling like a knife was piercing his heart.

indeed.

Change it when you know it's wrong.

Goodness is great.

But again, the dead cannot be resurrected.

Some mistakes, if not intentional, can be made up for.

Father Yao glanced at the little guy and pursed his lips.

"You educate your children well. Even such a young child knows how to be filial, loyal and trustworthy. As a mother, don't you feel ashamed?"

Yao Chenxi lowered her head.

Father Yao put the cigarette butt out in the ashtray, remained silent for a while, and said, "Get up first, I don't want to be regarded as a villain by a child for no reason."

Uncle Yao was right.

A family, two fathers and daughters, where is the deep hatred?
As long as you are willing to face it together, there is no knot that cannot be untied, and you are afraid to avoid it.

Yao Chenxi held the child and stood up straight.

"sit down."

Although his tone was lukewarm, Father Yao's attitude had obviously softened a lot.

Then, he glanced at Li Futu behind him.

"You sit too."

Yao Chenxi and Li Futu sat down one after another.

"You didn't want to come back for so many years because of this child, right?"

Father Yao looked at the little guy who was hugged by Yao Chenxi.

The little guy was also looking at him with his eyes open.

"Dad, I'm sorry."

Other than these three words, Yao Chenxi didn't know what to say or what to say.

"You're a great professor at a famous university. I'm an old guy who hasn't graduated from high school, but I can't be your excuse. I just want to ask you, if you really regard us as your parents, why is it such a big deal?" , didn’t even discuss with us? Even took great pains to avoid us all the time?”

"Dad, I know, I've shamed you and Mom by doing this, so I haven't dared to come back, for fear of making you angry."

"Since you know we will be angry, why do you still do it? Loyalty, filial piety, courtesy, righteousness and shame, have you really forgotten all of it? Once, your mother and I have always regarded you as proud, but how could you do such a thing?" matter?"

As he said that, Father Yao couldn't control his emotions and became a little agitated.

"Where's that bastard?! Where is he now?"

A guy sitting next to him who hadn't had time to speak touched his nose.

(End of this chapter)