Sister, you miss me

Chen Long looked at Yang Feng and curled his lips: "You just pretend to me."

"Is that necessary?"

Chen Long shrugged: "Don't talk about this, sister, I'm hungry."

"Let's go home, my sister has prepared your favorite food."

Chen Long "pomp" on his sister's face: "My sister is the best to me, go home!"

"Hate!" Chen Lin blamed her mouth, but her eyes were full of pity.

Chen Long jumped to the side of the car, opened the door of the co-pilot, then turned to look at Yang Feng, pursed his lips, and turned from the co-pilot to the back row.

Yang Feng saw Chen Long lying sideways in the back row, shrugging his shoulders, and pulling on the seat belt of the co-pilot.

Along the way, Chen Lin's face was red.

...

The Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection passed a rigorous review and concluded that in addition to the style of Gao Qinsheng, other issues were not prominent, so he implemented double opening.

On the twenty-eighth of the twelfth lunar month, Gao Qinsheng went home to pack his things. He knew that his seemingly perfect marriage had come to an end.

After opening the door, he smelled the long-lost fragrance of rice.

A voluptuous woman walked to the door, bent over and took out a pair of cotton slippers.

Gao Qinsheng rubbed his eyes vigorously, still unable to believe what he saw with his own eyes.

Hu Baoxiang, his wretched wife, unexpectedly became graceful, and her eyes were full of worry.

Must be dreaming.

This is an illusion.

There must be a conspiracy.

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed in Gao Qinsheng's mind.

Hu Baoxiang raised his hand to stroke the white hair of Gao Qinsheng's temple, tremblingly: "Qin Sheng..."

"I'm sorry, let's get a divorce." Gao Qinsheng took the lead directly. He thought this was the result Hu Baoxiang wanted.

"No, I was wrong too. Just treat it as a dream. Let's start again, okay?"

Seeing his wife's extremely sincere gaze, Gao Qinsheng said emotionally: "Baby..."

Hu Baoxiang burst into tears: "Husband, you haven't called me that in twenty years..."

...

On the twenty-eighth day, Zhu Rongrong personally came to the door to deliver the New Year's goods, pulling a whole package of goods.

Yang Feng was unhappy and said, "Dighead, you can fix this with me."

As soon as Zhu Rongrong waved his hand, the deliveryman was busy unloading the goods. Zhu Rongrong pulled Yang Feng and said, "Fengzi, this is nothing. Although I am a shareholder of the famous billiards and Rongxing Network, you are the real boss behind the scenes. Without you ,I am nothing."

Yang Feng smiled and asked, "How is the preparation of the Internet cafe?"

"It's not easy to really do something. To open an Internet cafe, you have to run a bunch of certificates."

"Say it if you have difficulty, I know a few people."

"Understood Fengzi." Zhu Rongrong took Yang Feng's shoulders: "Fengzi, I have to thank you for giving me today, so I can't thank you too much. You don't want to be polite with me, otherwise, I Will be uncomfortable."

"Well, it's up to you."

Zhu Rongrong happily helped unload the cargo, and when he left, he talked about Xie Dechang.

"Fengzi, do you know? Xie Dechang is under review?"

"Oh, I haven't heard of it." Since Xie Dechang's "Hero Save the Beauty" showed up last time, Yang Feng has no communication with him.

Zhu Rongrong said: "Xie Dechang also has lovers and corruption. It is said that he received millions of kickbacks for the construction of the new teaching building."

Hearing this, Yang Feng sighed: "Humans, you really can't look good."

In No.1 Middle School, Xie Dechang wears tunic suits and cloth shoes all year round. He looks rough and cool. Moreover, as a training director, he always gives the impression of being selfless and upright.

However, it was the gold and jade that failed.

...

Because of Xie Dechang's affairs, Yang Feng thought of Gao Qinsheng, and learned from Chen Ergou that Gao Qinsheng was only double-opened and is now at home.

Yang Feng came to visit on a whim.

This day is the twenty-ninth lunar month.

When the gray-haired Gao Qinsheng opened the door, he saw Yang Feng with a look of surprise.

"Xiao Yang? Why are you here? Please come in."

"You take the liberty to interrupt, please don't be offended."

"How come?" Gao Qinsheng took Yang Feng's hand and asked him to sit on the hospitality sofa. Hu Baoxiang made two cups of tea, and after sending it over, he sat next to her husband.

Yang Feng looked at the couple. Although Gao Qinsheng had gray hair, his complexion was quite good. Hu Baoxiang had a ruddy complexion, enchanting figure, and round and round jade.

It seems that Gao Qinsheng is not very frustrated, and it seems that the couple are living well.

At the same time, Yang Feng also found a detail. The old couple interlocked their fingers in front of outsiders.

Seeing the scene of "holding the hand", Yang Feng was actually moved.

Gao Qinsheng held up two cups of tea and said, "Xiao Yang, go to my study to chat."

"it is good."

After entering Gao Qinsheng's study, Gao Qinsheng put a cup of tea into Yang Feng's hand and said sincerely, "Xiao Yang, there is something, I have never had the opportunity to thank you."

"You talk about Yun Rong's funeral."

Gao Qinsheng nodded, his eyes reddened, "I hurt her."

"How are you doing?"

"Very good." Gao Qinsheng said, "Baoxiang forgave me generously. We respect each other as guests. I am very happy and peaceful."

"So, is it true that you have lost your horse and you know bad luck?"

"You can say that." Gao Qinsheng nodded: "After this incident, I seem to have realized something. Looking back on the past, chasing fame and fortune, and fighting for fame and gain, it is really worthless to think about it now. It is true that a person's life is plain and plain! "

Yang Feng smiled and said, "It's really admirable for you to think so. It's a pity that many people will never have the same feeling as you in their entire lives."

Gao Qinsheng smiled, did not speak.

Yang Feng asked casually: "How is your body recently?"

Gao Qinsheng pointed to his lower abdomen, "You said this?"

Seeing Yang Feng nodding, Gao Qinsheng said, "Our husband and wife have a very good relationship. Now I feel that sex is not necessary."

Yang Feng shrugged: "Actually, I came here today to cure you at once. Since you don't think it matters, then forget it."

After speaking, Yang Feng walked out the door.

Gao Qinsheng hurriedly pulled Yang Feng: "Hey, it is better to be cured. It is better than nothing."

Seeing the seemingly non-existent smile on Yang Feng's face, Gao Qinsheng's face blushed and he was a little strange: "Xiao Yang, why are you talking so well today?"

Yang Feng frowned and shook his head: "That's because, no matter how you look at it before, you were a heinous bad person, but now I am a little confused. It seems that people in this world cannot be distinguished by good or bad alone."

"Thank you, thank you very much."

...

New Year's Eve.

In the morning, the two Yang Jiaye posted the couplet Fu, and Qin Xue showed off in the kitchen and cooked a table of dishes.

At noon, the table was filled with eight cool, eight hot and sixteen dishes, and Yang Feng opened a bottle of Jian Nanchun before he invited his father to the table.

Yang Zhantian supported his nearsighted glasses, looked at the delicacies on the table, and shook his head: "Oh, do you want to be so rich?"

Yang Feng seated his father on the chair and said with a smile: "All year round, nothing is too much."

Qin Xue took off her apron and said as she walked: "That's right, Dad, you can try your daughter's craft."

A family of three sat down, Yang Feng poured a half glass of white wine for his father, looked at his sister, Qin Xue took the initiative to raise the cup: "Brother, today is the 30th year of the year, give me some, and I respect my father and you."

"Okay." Yang Feng smiled and poured Qin Xue a couple of times.

Then, you look at me in a family of three, and when I look at you, Yang Feng opened his mouth.

"Dad, you have two sentences first."

"Yes." Yang Zhantian pinched a grain of fried peanuts, threw it into his mouth, crunching, and then said: "The end of the year, Dad said a few words, this day is better, let's continue our efforts and look forward to the future."

Speaking of this, Yang Zhantian paused, took a sip of wine, and sighed: "Actually, Dad doesn't expect you to have a good life. It is true that it is ordinary. Our family is harmonious and beautiful, peaceful and safe, which is the greatest happiness of Dad. In the dead of night, my dad was thinking, you all went to college, found your significant other, and then you have a good job and form a harmonious family. I look at my grandson and grandson..."

"Dad..." Yang Feng and Qin Xue choked with tears in their eyes.

Yang Zhantian shook his head and smiled: "The feelings are richer, let's toast together, and hope that life will get better and better."

"Good." The brothers and sisters agreed in unison.

Qin Xue put down the wine glass and began to pick up vegetables for her father. Soon, the bowl in front of Yang Zhantian piled up into a hill, and when she saw her father smile, Qin Xue took the wine glass.

"Dad, my daughter respects you. Some words have been in my heart for more than ten years. I want to say them today."

"Xiao Xue, you say."

"Dad, ten years ago, you took in your daughter. Although we have not had a well-off these years, the daughter has felt the complete paternal love, the brother's care, and the warmth of home. You gave it to Xiaoxue. A warm home, if it were not for your kindness, I might have become a cold corpse in the snow..."

"Xiaoxue, what did it say about the past?" Yang Feng blamed.

"I want to say, I have always wanted to say, Dad, these years, you have given me selfless fatherly love, and Xiaoxue will definitely use her life to repay.

Yang Zhantian shook his head and smiled: "Xiaoxue, you are my daughter. Does my father ask for anything in return for what he has done for her? Besides, you don't need to worry about it. This is all fate."

Qin Xue stood up holding the glass of wine, "Dad, Xiaoxue respects you." As she said, she drank the white wine in the glass in one breath.

"Xiaoxue, take your time." Yang Zhantian smiled and took a sip.

"Xiaoxue, sit down, and brother will pour you some orange juice."

"No." Qin Xue smiled, and the pear vortex was shallow, because of the effect of alcohol, her cheeks were slightly pierced, very bright, "Brother, give me some more."

"Can you do it?" Yang Feng asked with a smile.

"What are you afraid of at home? It's a big deal to sleep."

"Yes." Yang Feng gave Qin Xue another one or two.

"Dad eats vegetables, brother eats vegetables." Qin Xue greeted.

Yang Zhantian took a bite of shredded shredded pork and praised it: "This dish is really good. It's not a good knife, it's delicious."

Yang Feng put a chopsticks and vinegared intestines, his mouth filled with oil: "Ah, my favorite, fat but not greasy, smooth and juicy, and can catch up with the chef of Chunyang Hotel."

Qin Xue got up and held the wine glass, with six points of alcohol, three points shy, and one point nervous, and said: "Brother, I respect you."

"Oh that's fine."

"Brother..." Qin Xue stared at Yang Feng, her eyes twinkling: "Actually, Xiaoxue has always liked..."

At this time, the knock on the door interrupted Qin Xue.