Stand-In Boyfriend Fu Zheng Ji

Chapter 9
After Yan Yuan finished speaking, he felt that the current atmosphere was obviously not right.

Seeing these two scissor-like pressures coming, if she continued to stay, her life and death would be uncertain. She didn't have time to wipe off the oil stains on the corners of her mouth, so she quickly picked up her bag and fled to the door.

"Uncle, I suddenly remembered something urgent at home, so let's take a step first and come to visit again when I'm free."

"Girl Yan, wait a minute, don't..." Seeing that Yan Yuan had already closed the door and left, the father said a little disappointed, "What, this girl ran away without speaking clearly."

Zhang Ling knew that Yan Yuan, who cared about digging and burying, ran away, and she would definitely be severely tortured by her father tonight.The safest way now is to hide at Yan Yuan's house.

"Yan Yuan, don't run away if you have the ability! That dad, don't panic, just wait a moment. I'll help you chase her back right away."

She picked up the bag with her left hand, and rushed to the door with brisk strides. Just as her right hand was about to touch the doorknob, her father's body appeared in front of the door like a ghost.

"Lingling, where are you going? The protagonist of the incident she mentioned is right in front of you. It's better to ask you directly. You don't want to escape, just come back and sit down obediently."

"No, Dad, don't listen to Yan Yuan's nonsense, if you don't believe me, let me go, I'll chase her back and confront her face to face."

Her words seemed weak, and finally she was pushed back on the seat by her father.

Looking at her father's serious face, her eyes were like fire of judgment, scorching her soul, while everything in the room seemed to be instantly frozen by a chill.

The last time I had such an experience from my father was because her puppy love was discovered.Her father closed the door and gave her ideological work for a day and a night.

Until now, the scene at that time flashed through her mind, and her scalp would feel numb unconsciously.

Today's situation is similar to that of the past, plus my father's menopause, even if he has lost the physical strength of the past, he will at least chatter for one night.

She is like a primary school student who has made a mistake. Facing the teacher's questioning, she wants to explain something, but because she lacks vocabulary, she doesn't know where to start?
It was also because she knew that no matter what she said, it was the beginning of her father's emotional outburst.In order to enjoy the peace of the world more, silence is better than sound at this time.

Time passed bit by bit, and the tense and silent atmosphere lasted for a full 10 minutes.

She felt that during this period of time, her father was not conceiving a set of perfect rhetoric to babble as before, but more like a fierce ideological struggle.

He seemed a little restless, with a sad expression on his face, he got up suddenly, and circled around her;

He also seemed to be a little excited. After picking up the seaweed soup in the soup bowl and pouring it heavily, he was short of breath, his face was rosy, and he suddenly stopped talking to her.

She enjoys this short period of peace. Although she is not fully prepared to face her father's violent storm, she is afraid that her father's emotions cannot be released as soon as possible, which may induce some chronic diseases in old age.

She decided to take the initiative and said, "Dad, what exactly do you want to tell me?"

The father, who was pacing back and forth, stopped suddenly, heard a long breath clearly, turned his head to look at Zhang Ling, finally kept the joy on his face, walked quickly, and pulled a chair to sit beside him.

"Lingling!" There was a clear pause, and the father's gaze swept the dining table.

During this period, Zhang Ling lowered her head, frowned, and closed her eyes, trying to welcome the storm that belonged to him.

When she heard Huan Yue's name, she couldn't believe it. She quickly raised her head and opened her eyes to look at her father, and secretly squeezed her thigh lightly. The clear pain let her know that this was not a dream.

Her father picked up her bowls and chopsticks, brought them to her and said with a smile, "How many times have I told you that food should not be wasted when eating. Eat up all the rice you have left."

"what!"

I thought to myself, where is this all?Nowadays, old people are just like young people, their thinking is so jumpy, she didn't even realize what these words meant.

Father still smiled: "Don't be dazed, hurry up!"

"Oh, I see." She could only obediently follow her father's wishes, chewing the leftovers in her mouth.

The father continued: "Lingling, my father was wrong. I have been arranging your life since I was a child. I have never had a serious discussion with you, and I don't know what you want. After so many years, you won't blame me. .”

If she hadn't clearly seen her father rubbing his left thumb and index fingertips habitually when he was speaking, she would have believed that her father in front of her was forcibly taken away by an unknown soul, as described in a fantasy novel.

"No, no!" She put the bowls and chopsticks back on the dining table, and asked with some concern, "Dad, are you okay. Why did you suddenly say these things to me tonight?"

The father said: "Come on, tell me about the man Yan Yatou mentioned. How long have you been dating? Why didn't you bring it back for Dad to have a look?"

She sighed helplessly.Now it is finally 100% confirmed that the father has not been taken away.This still cannot change the nature of being a parent.

"Let's not talk about him, Dad, didn't the returnee doctor you introduced to me decide to meet the parents of both parties?"

Zhang Ling wanted to hide Li Xiang in the snow for the time being. After all, she really didn't intend to date, so there was no need for everyone to know about it.

"No!" The father's tone was filled with the momentum of swearing not to give up until the goal was achieved, but he said quickly and softly, "Lingling, Dad has figured it out. If you really don't like that turtle, I can come forward and let your king Auntie refused. It's just a prerequisite that you must let me meet the man Yan Yatou mentioned."

Although Zhang Ling cursed Yan Yuan in her heart, she still said kindly:

"What are you doing seeing him? Dad, don't listen to Yan Yuan's nonsense, it's really unnecessary. He and I just met today by accident, just because we had nothing to do together to play games online. There is really nothing Yan Yuan said. "

Seeing Zhang Ling's reaction, the father was sure that his daughter was not telling the truth.

He clutched his chest with an uncomfortable expression, and his eyes were shining brightly. Before he could speak formally, he just said a simple "Oh", revealing endless self-blame and sincerity.

"Dad, are you okay. Do you want me to take you to the hospital?"

Looking at her father's appearance, her heart thumped, and a trace of inexplicable sadness gushed out, but the next words made this feeling erupt like a volcano erupting.

I saw my father waving his hands to show that it was all right. Two lines of waterlines finally passed through his cheeks full of age marks. The corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and his choking voice was full of remorse.

"My Lingling, she's no longer the child who chased after her father and talked about everything. Now she has secrets that she can tell outsiders, but not her father."

When the father said this, he took a special look at Zhang Ling.

When he saw the sparkle in her eyes, he knew that these words had already touched his daughter's heart.I thought to myself that this child was still my kind daughter.

The father continued with a bit of sadness in a low tone: "This father doesn't blame you, it's all father's fault for causing such a big gap between you and father. If you really don't want to tell father, father won't either. force you."

When my father saw two galaxies across her pink cheeks.He knew that the heat should be about the same.

"Hey, let's not talk about it, you must be exhausted after going out all day today, you sit still, I'll clean the pot tonight."

While speaking, he slowly got up, and cleaned up the dining table with his hands. The sound of collision between ceramics seemed to be performing a soul-stirring symphony.

She watched her father prepare to carry the stacked dishes to the kitchen.There seemed to be a voice in her heart that guided her to get up quickly, and stepped forward to stand beside her father, hugging her father tightly with her arms.

There was a crisp cracking sound from the ground, but none of them could separate from each other.

She seemed to hold back a lot of words in her heart, and finally had the urge to confide in her father at this time.

"Dad, don't say that. Since my mother passed away, we have lived together for many years. It is really not easy for my daughter to know that you are both a father and a mother. It is all daughters who are unfilial. They always don't understand you and always make you angry. .”

Hearing these words, the corner of father's mouth showed a smug look, as if he was saying that he wanted to play tricks with your father, you are still a little tender.

He remained calm and continued to listen to Zhang Ling's next words.

"My daughter knows that she is wrong, and she will never make you angry again. Dad, I will tell you what you want to know."

"Really?" Dad asked.

"Hmm!" Zhang Ling hugged her father even tighter.

"First of all, you always love the rice bowl you brought back from Paris. I know this bowl is very expensive, but I have asked you many times, how much did you spend? You didn't even tell me. Can you tell me now?" Father was heartbroken Looking at the debris on the ground.

"Ah?" Zhang Ling was frightened by her father's jumping thinking again today, looked up at her father and asked inexplicably, "Is it here?"

"Speak!"

"It's only 1 yuan." Zhang Ling said with a smile.

The father sat down again sadly covering his heart, pointed to Zhang Ling with the other hand and said:
"Isn't it just a eating bowl, you spend so much money, it's fine, but it's fine now, and it was broken when you touched it on the ground. You prodigal child! Let me tell you what's good about you?"

"Broken?" She looked at the pieces with a bit of sadness in her eyes.

It was her first birthday present from her first love.The purpose is to make her think of each other when she eats every day.

Just because this bowl is too expensive.She was really reluctant to throw it away.It may also be that she has developed feelings after using it for many years, and she didn't put it away and put it in a corner to collect dust.

A thought suddenly flashed in her mind.

This may be a hint from the heavens to her that it is time to completely forget about the guy who has been missing for many years.

Li Xiang's elegant voice when talking about tea emerged in her mind at this moment.Subconsciously, she seems to have regarded Li Xiang as the best stand-in for forgetting her ex-boyfriend.

"Why do I think of him at this time?" She whispered, shaking her head violently, trying to shake Li Xiang out of her mind.

"What did you say?" Father didn't hear clearly.

She raised her voice and continued: "If I say broken, it will be broken."

Her heart ached for a while, because she had let go of something she had always considered important, but her unsatisfactory eyes caused a few tears to flow down her pink cheeks one after another.

The father silently watched her take the initiative to clean up the debris on the ground, and did not say a word for the time being, thinking that her daughter should be more calm at this time.

Throwing the crumbs into the trash can, she showed a relieved smile, wiped away her tears with her hands, walked to the dining table, picked up the dishes and took a few steps towards the kitchen, then stopped, looked back at her father and said:
"Dad, if you have nothing else to know, then I'll go wash the dishes."

The father asked Li Xiang all the words on his lips, although he didn't know what happened to his daughter?But it is certain that at least it has something to do with the broken bowl.

Of course, he would also silently thank Broken Wan in his heart, the hearts between their father and daughter had never been so close tonight.

Looking at his daughter's back, the soreness in his heart, accompanied by a burst of heartache, made him suddenly change his mind and say, "Okay!"

(End of this chapter)