Happy Life in Siheyuan

Chapter 296 Worthless

in the suite.

After Xu Lingjun came back from the ballroom, he immediately took a shower, then put on his pajamas, walked to the balcony, and admired the capital city of this era.

In the colorful lights, he could vaguely see the bustling scene decades later.

And, most importantly, the current environment is quite good.

There is no ubiquitous car exhaust, and no smog that blocks the sky.

With the breeze blowing, he suddenly became interested, and wanted to turn around and go to the living room to get a bottle of wine for a drink.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of footsteps behind him.

"Let's have a good chat!"

Xu Jingyou walked to Xu Lingjun's side, looked at the distant scenery, and said calmly.

"Well! You will wait."

Xu Lingjun nodded in agreement.

After speaking, he walked into the living room, took two bottles of brandy from the refrigerator, then returned to the balcony, and handed over a bottle.

"Shall we have a drink together?"

Xu Jingyou looked at Xu Lingjun, then at the bottle of brandy in front of him, a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Following the sound of opening the bottle cap twice, Xu Lingjun and Xu Jingyou put their hands on the balcony railing together, looked at the vast night, and started drinking silently.

"It happened 30 years ago, and then I felt more and more uneasy. This country is very particular about parentage, and you are an orphan again."

Xu Jingyou lowered his head slightly and said guiltily.

"I'm not an orphan, I'm just one of your foundlings."

Xu Lingjun frowned and said with some emotion.

He said this sentence on behalf of Yuanshen.

In the original body's memory, he could feel the helplessness of being abandoned by the whole world.

"Abandoned?"

Xu Jingyou suddenly turned his head to look at Xu Lingjun, and said in a broken voice.

"As a father, you want happiness and freedom, but have you thought about your responsibilities? Have you thought about my feelings?"

Xu Lingjun met Xu Jingyou's gaze and asked loudly.

In his previous life, what he could not get used to the most were those parents who raised but did not teach.

If you can't take on the responsibility of being a parent, then don't have children, as this will only harm others and yourself.

The child does not teach, the father too!
If a child is abandoned even by his closest parents, then in this world, who else will save him?

This is also the reason why Xu Lingjun has always valued his own people very much.

"I, I know that your life is difficult. You have been carrying the scapegoat of our family for 20 years. As a father, I also feel very guilty."

Xu Jingyou froze for a moment, and said in a low voice.

As he said that, he looked at Xu Lingjun expectantly, and continued: "Lingjun, our country is a feudal country for thousands of years, and I have also been separated from each other. Could it be, don't you understand me at all? "

"You are already a 40-year-old man!"

"However, I will still put you in the cradle."

"I want to restore your value as a person, I want to sort out your beliefs, I cough"

Xu Lingjun looked at Xu Jingyou who was clutching his chest and coughing because of being too excited, and couldn't help sighing secretly in his heart.

He could understand the pain in Xu Jingyou's heart, but from the standpoint of his predecessor, he still felt that Xu Jingyou was not a qualified father.

No matter what the reason is, it cannot be used as an excuse to abandon your child.

He raised his head and took a sip of the wine, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said slowly, "Father, in the past 20 years, I have bathed in the glory of the motherland and met many kind and simple people."

"What's more, I also have my own home, and I have an ordinary and happy life."

"If it weren't for this, maybe I wouldn't be able to see you today."

Xu Jingyou took a deep look at Xu Lingjun, sighed and said, "Tell me! How did you come here after all these years?"

Xu Lingjun smiled slightly, looked at the dim lights in the distance, and spoke softly.

After a long time, he turned his head to look at Xu Jingyou, and said seriously, "Father, I have my own beliefs and my own life now."

"The past, let it pass!"

"I won't go to America with you."

After speaking, he raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp, then turned and went back to the room.

Xu Jingyou stood on the spot, looking into the distance silently, without moving for a long time.

From Xu Lingjun's indifferent words, he could hear the desperation for life and the ray of dawn in the darkness.

At this moment, his pride of being a billionaire was directly torn to pieces.

He who was very confident at first suddenly lost his confidence.

Compared with those who pulled Xu Lingjun out of the abyss, his billionaire father seemed nothing worth mentioning.

At this time, he suddenly realized that the son he abandoned in his memory had become a very independent and mature man.

He was a little relieved, a little lost, and a little dazed.

It turns out that I am no longer needed?
The next day, Xu Lingjun got up and had breakfast with Xu Jingyou and Song Jiaoying, and then took the welcome car to a porcelain store in Panjiayuan.

Walking into the store, he found that many of the customers were overseas Chinese, and the price of porcelain in the store was very high.

In this era, it was the time when the porcelain boom began.

The country also relies on exquisite porcelain to open the country and trade with the world.

Xu Jingyou picked for a while, and picked a Junzhou imitation porcelain with a price tag of 800 yuan.

While motioning Song Jiaoying to pay, he turned to Xu Lingjun and said with a smile, "Lingjun, see what you like and buy some!"

"No, thanks!"

Xu Lingjun waved his hand and smiled.

He has no interest in these imitation porcelains.

"Mr. Xu, here are tea sets and tableware, you can choose some!"

Song Jiaoying smiled and helped to persuade.

Xu Lingjun glanced at the shelf and happened to see a pickle jar, so he stopped refusing and said to the salesperson, "Hi, please bring me a pickle jar."

"Ok!"

The salesperson agreed, turned around and took the kimchi jar under the shelf, and then said, "Four dollars and five."

"Good!"

The corner of Xu Lingjun's mouth twitched, and he nodded in agreement.

He didn't expect a kimchi jar to sell for 4 yuan and 5 cents, which is really black enough!
However, this place was originally used to slaughter foreigners, so it is not surprising to have such a price.

Song Jiaoying glanced at Xu Lingjun in surprise, thinking how could Xu Lingjun want such a cheap kimchi jar?
Doesn't Xu Lingjun know that Xu Jingyou is a billionaire?

However, she had already told Xu Lingjun from the very beginning!
She really didn't understand what kind of person Xu Lingjun was?

It seems that to Xu Lingjun, there is nothing special about anything, just like the air that can be seen everywhere.

After a while, Xu Jingyou picked out another set of tea sets and tableware, and then returned to the Capital Hotel after paying the bill.

In the living room, Song Jiaoying watched Xu Lingjun open the package and took out the extremely cheap kimchi jar, and couldn't help asking curiously, "Mr. Xu, do you like kimchi?"

"Oh! No, my wife likes to eat. She is from Sichuan."

Xu Lingjun replied with a slight smile.

"Your wife must be beautiful."

Song Jiaoying's eyes flashed, and she praised with a smile.

At the same time, she was a little excited.

Because she could finally feel some different emotions from Xu Lingjun.

"Haha! You are right, she is the most beautiful in the world in my heart."

Xu Lingjun nodded and smiled unceremoniously.

"It seems that you and your wife must have a good relationship."

Song Jiaoying looked at Xu Lingjun's undisguised emotions, and said with some emotion.

On the other side, Xu Jingyou, who was smoking a cigarette, heard their conversation and said emotionally: "Marriage itself is a kind of contract and obligation. It doesn't matter whether you and your wife have feelings or not. You must abide by this contract." To the end, otherwise you will have a disturbed conscience and cause remorse."

As he spoke, he sat on the sofa, took a sip of coffee, and continued, "Your wife's name is Xiuxiu."

"Xiuzhi, her name is Li Xiuzhi."

Xu Lingjun frowned and said hastily.

"Oh, Li Xiuzhi, do you have a picture of her?"

Xu Jingyou nodded and asked.

"Yes, this is what we took this year."

Xu Lingjun smiled and reached out to take out a small photo album from his pocket, got up and walked over to hand it to Xu Jingyou.

He specially brought this photo album with him so that he would not miss them too much.

"Ok!"

Xu Jingyou reached out to take the photo album, opened it and looked at it.

Seeing this, Song Jiaoying hurriedly put down her coffee, got up and walked over, leaned over to Xu Jingyou's side to look at the photo.

She was very curious about what kind of woman could make Xu Lingjun smile from the bottom of her heart.

"How old is the child? What's her name?"

When Xu Jingyou saw the little girl carved in pink and jade in the first photo, he suddenly felt his eyes light up, and couldn't help asking.

Song Jiaoying was a little surprised when she saw the photo.

This is not like a domestic child at all, but looks more foreign than some children in the United States.

Is this really Xu Lingjun's daughter?
"Her name is Yiyi, she is five years old this year!"

Xu Lingjun smiled happily.

"Oh, Yiyi!"

Xu Jingyou nodded, and carefully looked at Xu Yiyi in the photo, only to think that the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

In the photo, Xu Yiyi is wearing a sweater and suspenders, with a ball head tied, riding on a big green horse, showing a bright smile, looking lively and cute.

Song Jiaoying looked at Xu Yiyi, and suddenly felt the urge to have a daughter.

If in the 21st century, this kind of photos would have a special title, it would be the series of tricking you into giving birth to a daughter.

After a while, Xu Jingyou finally looked away from the photo, and slowly opened the second photo.

For a moment, he was taken aback for a moment, and looked at the woman in the photo in a daze.

"It's so beautiful! It looks like a big star."

When Song Jiaoying saw Li Xiuzhi's photo, she couldn't help admiring it.

In the photo, Li Xiuzhi also wears a ball head, wearing a tight turtleneck sweater and trousers, and a pair of high heels, exuding a gentle and intellectual atmosphere.

Xu Jingyou was awakened by the sound. He came back to his senses, looked at Xu Lingjun expectantly, and said, "Lingjun, take your wife and children with me to America!"

"Sorry, we're not going."

Xu Lingjun shook his head and refused very simply.

Xu Jingyou lowered his head sadly, his mind was full of Xu Yiyi's lively and lovely smiling face.

"Your love must be very touching!"

Song Jiaoying looked at Li Xiuzhi's photo and said with some emotion.

As she said that, she looked at Xu Lingjun and said curiously: "Mr. Xu, can you talk about your love history?"

She is really curious, what kind of love is it that can have such a happy and sweet smile.

"Hehe, we have no love history. When my wife and I got married, we just met. It can be said that we only fell in love after we got married."

Xu Lingjun said with a chuckle.

"Oh, that must be more interesting. I like this way. In the United States, marriage is the grave of love. It has no taste at all. You must talk about it."

Song Jiaoying's eyes lit up, and she said with great interest.

"There's nothing to say about this, it's just some ordinary daily interactions."

Xu Lingjun shook his head and said with a smile.

He is not interested in talking about his love history. Originally, life is like drinking water and knowing how warm it is, as long as you feel happy.

Song Jiaoying was disappointed when she saw that Xu Lingjun didn't want to talk about it.

However, she didn't want to ask Xu Lingjun either.

This is her pride as an American.

She just felt a little jealous of Li Xiuzhi.

Not long after, they went to the restaurant to have lunch together, and then left the hotel by car to go to Beijing No.13 Middle School.

This is Xu Jingyou's alma mater.

Xu Lingjun walked around the school with the situation in mind.

"Mr. Xu, is this your job at the ranch?"

Song Jiaoying followed Xu Lingjun and asked with a smile.

"Yes."

Xu Lingjun turned his head and glanced at Song Jiaoying, nodded and said.

"Don't you find it boring to be a teacher in such a desolate place?"

Song Jiaoying's eyes moved slightly, and she continued to ask.

"Because of the desolation, it is very interesting to plant cultures in those places. It is like an oasis in the desert, giving people a kind of vitality and hope."

Xu Lingjun said sincerely.

In his teaching career for more than a year, he really felt the joy of teaching and educating people, otherwise, he would not have insisted on going to school until now.

"Mr. Xu, I like your character very much, but can your wife understand you?"

Song Jiaoying looked at Xu Lingjun very boldly and straightforwardly, and said with some displeasure.

She couldn't understand why an uneducated girl could be favored by Xu Lingjun?
How can Xu Lingjun give up his easy-to-get billions of dollars?

"If there is anyone in this world who can really understand me, it must be her."

Xu Lingjun smiled and said with certainty.

"Oh?"

Song Jiaoying couldn't believe it.

In her view, differences in identity levels and cultures are difficult to eliminate.

Xu Lingjun strode forward without any intention of explaining.

Song Jiaoying was taken aback for a moment, feeling a little ashamed and annoyed.

In front of Xu Lingjun, her pride as an American elite was almost shattered.

Although Xu Lingjun didn't want to go to the United States, she was relieved.

But she couldn't be happier.

She felt that this was something she had dreamed of, but in Xu Lingjun's eyes, it was worthless.

(End of this chapter)