School flower's personal dragon

"Tell them to pull over, don't obstruct the traffic, I'm just coming down to get some air," Yang Xingguo told the secretary beside him when he got out of the car and walked towards Yang Dagen.

After finishing speaking, he walked quickly towards the son whom he missed countless days and nights. Several bodyguards wanted to follow, but they were told back by his words.

"Well," Yang Dagen obviously noticed Yang Xingguo, and he was taken aback. Through the long conversation with his mother Yao Sufen that night, he knew that this middle-aged man with half-white hair who was only in his 40s was about to Is his own biological father.

However, the son always thought of his mother in his heart, and Yang Dagen was no exception, so he didn't plan to ignore him, and walked forward quickly.

Seeing Yang Dagen quicken his pace, Yang Xingguo didn't know that the latter had spotted him, so he just smiled secretly, "Hahaha, young people walk fast,"

In this way, Yang Dagen walked quickly in front, and Yang Xingguo followed closely behind, with a distance of about ten meters between them.

Thirty meters away, there are Yang Xingguo's bodyguards. Their duty is to protect the safety of the secretary of the provincial party committee.

From one intersection, I have walked through several intersections, and walked a distance of several kilometers. Although Yang Xingguo has always had the habit of practicing Tai Chi to exercise his body, he was tired of walking briskly for a long time. Exhale.

But he was very happy, because he was getting closer to his son, and he didn't ask Yang Dagen to stop, but felt ashamed in his heart, saying that since the other party didn't find out, he would follow behind, as if I was following my son. Take a walk on the street.

Hahaha……

With a smile on his lips, Yang Xingguo was not in a hurry to return to Xilong Province to preside over the overall situation.

In fact, Yang Dagen couldn't bear to get closer and closer between the two, he kept hesitating and hesitating whether to see Yang Xingguo or not.

"Mom said he was an asshole. When he disappeared, he left his mother alone. He was such an asshole father. I still don't want to see him..."

"Hey, no matter what, he is also my father. Without him, there would be no me. Although my mother hates him on the lips, I can see that she still cares deeply about my father..."

"..."

After thinking about it, Yang Dagen stopped when he walked to a small teahouse, turned around and walked into the teahouse without looking back, and said to the shop owner: "Have a pot of Biluochun."

When the boss saw the guests, he smiled happily and asked, "Which kind of Biluochun do you want? We have three grades here. The best one costs 3000 yuan, and the medium one costs 500 yuan."

Seeing that Yang Dagen is wearing Jordan, the boss has a sharp eye, and he can see that this young man is very rich.

In fact, Jordan, who is worth five or six thousand, was bought by his mother when he went out to play with his mother, grandfather and uncle yesterday.

There are also Jack Jones and other clothes worth tens of thousands of dollars. Unfortunately, he doesn't like to wear such expensive clothes. If he accidentally breaks them in a fight, my mother may blame herself.

When Yang Dagen heard this, he was startled. I'll go. A pot of tea costs five hundred and three thousand. Are you a robber? So he subconsciously asked, "How much is the lowest price per pot?"

"20 yuan,"

Although the boss was very unhappy, he still pretended to be happy.

Well, this one is cheap, anyway, it’s drinking tea, the price is high and the price is low, it’s all Biluochun, Yang Dagen immediately said: “Let’s have a pot of 20 yuan.”

groove.

The shop owner scorned Yang Dagen severely, Nima was dressed so high-end, why didn't he order some high-end tea.

However, although 20 yuan is small, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat, so the boss asked reluctantly, "Then how many cups do you want?"

Yang Dagen didn't even look at Yang Xingguo who walked in, and directly stretched out two fingers.

See here.

Yang Xingguo couldn't help being startled, and then burst out laughing. It turned out that this kid had discovered himself a long time ago. He couldn't help but shake his head, saying that he was indeed his son. The eccentric.

Immediately, he walked over and sat opposite Yang Dagen, his eyes awed countless people, but at this moment they were filled with endless fatherly love, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

Although the child looks like his mother, but the eyes are transparent, which is almost carved out of his own mold, he is definitely a smart kid.

Yang Xingguo was agitated in his heart, blatantly scolding Fang Qiu for killing all the Chinese princes and members of the Political Bureau of the Central Committee, but his two excited hands didn't know where to put them.

When he was looking at Yang Dagen, Yang Dagen was also looking at him, his eyeballs kept moving, and seeing that his father had a standard Chinese character face, his appearance was plain and without any bright spots, he couldn't help feeling rejoicing, and said in his heart that it was a good thing for me She looks like my mother, otherwise there is no beauty who would like her.

If this is the case, if Yang Xingguo hears it, he will be so angry. Where in the world is there a son who thinks so much about Lao Tzu.

"The tea is here, the two guests take your time,"

At this time, the owner of the teahouse came over with the teapot and two cups in person, breaking the silent deadlock between the father and son.

"Hehe, let me pour you tea." Yang Xingguo hurriedly turned up the teapot and poured tea into the cup in front of Yang Dagen, but Yang Dagen blocked him.

Yang Dagen had no expression on his face, "Let me do it, the elder is the elder, I am a junior, I should pour tea for you, but the tea is very low-grade, only 20 yuan, I hope you can drink it,"

Seeing what he said, Yang Xingguo felt warm in his heart, so he handed the teapot to Yang Dagen with a smile, and said repeatedly: "I don't pay much attention to drinking tea. When I was working in the border area, there was no tea there, so I picked trees. The leaves are dried and brewed into tea."

Yang Dagen didn't speak any more, he started to drink the tea after pouring it, he didn't know what to say, could it be that he cursed his father for nothing, scolded him for a while, and blamed him for those old things that left his mother and left Yao Village.

His heart is naturally towards his mother, but he is not a three-year-old child. He knows that his father must love his mother deeply, and that it has not changed over the years, otherwise he would not have been punched and kicked by his uncle without saying a word, just to be with his mother. Mother said a few words.

For a man who has been obsessed with his mother's "death" for nearly 20 years, with this heart, no matter what mistakes he made before, it is enough.

Opened his mouth, Yang Xingguo looked a little hesitant, afraid that Yang Dagen would get up and yell at him, and then get up and leave, but he still couldn't bear the longing in his heart, and said: "Dagen, I am your father Yang Xingguo , when I lied about Guo Xingyang in Yao Village, it was because I wanted to hide my name and live a good life with your mother, and I didn’t want anyone to find me.”

Yang Dagen just nodded, without the slightest surprise or surprise, his plain appearance made Yang Xingguo a little disappointed and melancholy.

a long time.

Seeing that Yang Dagen didn't speak, Yang Xingguo felt uneasy and didn't know what to say, thinking that his son hated him and didn't want to talk to him.

Suddenly, Yang Dagen said something that made Yang Xingguo both happy and embarrassed, "Women are angry, and men need to work hard to coax them. I think my mother doesn't want to see you because you married someone else. Son, when you get rid of that one, you can bring my mother home in a palanquin, and I think my mother will be able to forgive you."

These words are a bit cruel, but what Yang Dagen said from the bottom of his heart on behalf of his mother.

Women, who doesn't want to be married by the man he loves, if Yao Sufen forgives Yang Xingguo now, where will she and her Yao family face? She is Yang Xingguo's something, lover, mistress,