Good Dad System

The warehouse that Pei Naochun bought was left over after another factory was abandoned. He remodeled it and asked someone to help look at the warehouse and clean it regularly. As long as he saw any car outside, he would drive here. Now go from the underground to the The third floor on the ground was almost full. He was also forced by Pei Zhengxiong. After all, the other party always threatened to take away the car in his garage. In the end, he bought a warehouse and became self-sufficient.

The lock on the iron door was rarely opened, and the person in charge of the door led the door to help unlock it, and then stepped aside, no longer occupying the time that belonged to the father and son.

"The next thing you want to see is Dad's treasure warehouse." Pei Naochun pushed open his own warehouse with a little hesitation. The sound of a branch was made, and the moment it was opened, it was dark inside. Pei Naochun reacted, and went to the general control on the right side of the door, and pushed the electric gate up, only to see all the lights. All of them were opened within a few seconds, and the warehouse, which was still dark just now, suddenly lit up, "Welcome, you are the first visitor to this museum."

Pei Shaoyang was a little stunned by the light, and he couldn't help blinking his eyes. Only then did he see the whole picture in front of him. He was quite knowledgeable, but when he saw his father's treasures, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

The warehouse uses spotlights similar to exhibition halls. There are special lights on the top and around of each position. They are cast on the cars and can clearly show the color and details. Each car is placed on a circular base. Pei Shaoyang Guess it should be rotatable. The outside of the car is quite luxurious with its own transparent cover. It is impossible to tell whether it is made of glass or plastic. The car inside looks brand new and has no dust.

The placement of each car is also very particular. The distance in the middle seems to have been measured. It is neither too much nor too much. It is very friendly to patients with obsessive-compulsive disorder. Pei Shaoyang looks inside and can see that there are some cars around. Surrounded by a fence, it seems that people are afraid of approaching.

Pei Naochun put his hands behind his back, faced his son and raised his eyebrows: "How about it, isn't your dad's collection pretty good?" He waited for his son's compliments.

"Not bad." For some reason, Pei Shaoyang couldn't help but want to pour a bucket of cold water when he saw his father like this. In fact, this is more than good. This warehouse is already like a rough version of a museum.

Pei Naochun didn't get any compliments. He walked in front. The original body's memory about the car was very clear. When it came to car knowledge, he was straightforward.

He pointed to the one on the left: "I bought it secretly with my lucky money when I didn't get my driver's license. The price is not high, it's just an ordinary Mercedes-Benz, and it has been discontinued now. I have modified many parts, but even the ones inside There are quite a few parts that I can't find now." He sighed a little, "I've thought about it, and then I'm going to disassemble this car, and even the parts are part of the exhibition."

He went on again: "I took this at a small auction in the United States. There are many people shopping for goods in the United States. When they bought such a classic car, they would take it out for auction. At that time, I didn't have enough dollars, so I asked my classmates to borrow it. It's better." He pointed to an old Ford, which was a long time ago just by looking at the style. It must have been carefully cared for again, and the black surface reflected light in the light.

"I don't usually collect domestic cars. After all, you know, this one is what I liked at the military parade, but unfortunately I can't buy the special edition, so I can only buy a similar model and keep it." Regret.

"Also, this Lamborghini is a brand that I like abroad. I didn't understand it before, but I know more about it."

He introduced them one by one, as if he was not thirsty, and he kept talking about the number of cylinders, leather seat cushions, body paint, and tire usage. Among them, there were domestic brands, imported luxury cars, racing cars. High-end sports cars, commemorative vehicles... He can't wait to open the hood and show the look of each car with his son. He looks at the car as if it is glowing. Of course, it may also be the spotlight on the top, too strong, and it is important to people. create an illusion.

Pei Shaoyang followed behind, listening to what his father said, he couldn't help laughing. Dad treats these cars like a lover. If Dad were to go to the analysis conference of the car manufacturer, he would probably hear it from the beginning to the end. sleepy.

Pei Naochun gave a brief introduction. Even if he only selected some outstanding styles on the first and second floors, it took more than an hour. He noticed the time and felt embarrassed: "Did Dad talk for too long and be a little boring?"

"No, it's very interesting. I didn't know much about cars before. I heard from my father that I found cars to be particularly interesting."

Pei Naochun seemed to have found a like-minded friend, and was so happy: "Really? When your grandfather decides to sponsor me, I plan to buy a few more. I have a few friends and have a few out-of-print cars. relationship, definitely dig it up."

"Yes, I'll be looking forward to the opening of Dad's Museum."

"It's a little late, we have to go back, otherwise your grandfather will be angry." Pei Naochun grabbed the phone, a little nervous, and dragged his son out of the door. When he ran to the door, he suddenly braked again, revealing With a mysterious smile, he released his hand and ran to the side.

"What's up?"

Pei Naochun didn't answer, and quickly ran to the small passage next to the gate, fumbled inside for a long time, took out a trolley suitcase with a little dust on it, and stuffed it into his son's hand.

"What is this?" The suitcase was quite big, and Pei Shaoyang didn't open it. After all, he had to go back to eat first, which made grandpa wait for a while.

The two got into the car, Pei Shaoyang was still holding the suitcase, and Pei Naochun patted the suitcase twice: "Take it apart and have a look."

Pei Shaoyang lowered his head, this suitcase is probably quite old, the combination lock is a little rusty, and it opens when you press it. He opened it and saw that there were large and small transparent plastic boxes inside, and all kinds of car models were placed inside.

"These are Dad's little treasures." Pei Naochun's hand gently brushed over the model car, "It was not easy to buy these in China before. I collected them one by one, and they were slaughtered several times!"

Pei Shaoyang stared blankly at the box under him, with reluctance in his father's eyes.

"Now Dad gives you some of the little babies." He showed off, "Many are out of print, and many people in the domestic car fan forum want to collect them! No one sells them at high prices."

"I'll give you some more later. I can't move it back today. I'll give you a little bit every year. On the day you get your driver's license, Dad will give you your favorite car!" Pei Naochun patted his chest. Promise, "As long as you want it, Dad will buy it."

"Then what about my dad's baby in the warehouse?" Pei Shaoyang deliberately joked, looking at his dad.

"Then I... Then I'll give it away too!" Pei Naochun gritted his teeth and nodded in agreement, "Sure enough, we are like father and son, we both like cars, of course my son has to use the best one."

Pei Shaoyang lowered his head and didn't speak, but just looked at the car models under him. Like the cars just shown, they were also well protected. They were really his father's "little treasure". He clearly wanted to refute, but his father said the last I don't like cars, but the joy of receiving a gift is indisputable.

"Just tell Dad what you like!" Pei Naochun vowed, as if there was nothing he couldn't get.

"Okay."

Obviously, Dad didn't say anything sensational, and even this gift is not a big gift - sometimes the decorations and paperweights that grandpa gave him are more expensive, but his mood is different.

He is in a really good mood.

...

"Finally know you're back?" It was after eight o'clock, and Pei Naochun took his son and tiptoed into the house.

"Dad, isn't it hard for me to get along with Shaoyang?" Pei Naochun hurriedly explained, and then changed the subject, "It's already here, why didn't you eat first?"

Pei Zhengxiong sat at the dining table: "Eat first, you won't come back, I will eat it alone? Just go out and play by yourself, even Shaoyang will be taken out."

Pei Shaoyang changed his slippers and explained to his father, "Grandpa, my father didn't take me to play, he took me to visit..."

"Visit his stuff." Pei Zhengxiong sneered, "Men, you have to have your own career, instead of knowing whether you have something to play with all day long." He habitually didn't show his son a good face, but he really didn't like it. On my son's hobby.

Pei Shaoyang turned back, his father was squatting there to change his shoes, his head was lowered, the light was shining on his body, and he pulled out a cloud of yin and yang. The power of blood is really amazing. He clearly had all kinds of concerns about his father before this, but after tonight, he seemed to have a little understanding of the man who always appeared in the mouths of others.

"Grandpa, Dad's car is really well collected..." Pei Shaoyang rarely defied grandpa's opinion.

"No matter how good it is, it's the car."

"That's what Dad likes." His hand was still clutching the handle of the suitcase tightly, keeping it in front of Dad.

"I like it if I like it, okay, come and eat." Pei Zhengxiong impatiently reached out and knocked on the table twice. He didn't want to quarrel over this topic. While he hoped that the father and son would have a good relationship, he didn't want his grandson to be spoiled by his son. .

The most annoying thing when quarreling is a unilateral truce. Pei Shaoyang didn't know what to say. Dad didn't stand up until now and walked over to him: "Shaoyang, do you want to change your clothes? It's time to eat!"

"Yeah." Pei Shaoyang nodded and walked upstairs quickly with the box, ready to change his clothes back first, he drove down the corner, his father was talking to his grandfather, his hands behind his back, he stood there, his head bowed, and he Like a subordinate who was scolded by his boss, he kept nodding his head without any resistance, and looked very gentle.

He has heard a lot of rumors about his father that others let him know, intentionally or unintentionally, and painted many images of his father.

Pei Shaoyang is like most of his peers. He once expected that his father should be a stalwart, like a role model, always standing in front of him without hindrance. Get advice from your father.

His father is not the same. He loves to play and make fun. Everyone has little hope for him. Of course, this everyone also includes his father's father, his grandfather, and even his son, who is secretly looking down on him.

But the once thin silhouette gradually became full in my heart.

A father who will forget things, leave his son behind, and can't even get close to his son.

A man who is scorned in the eyes of everyone, addicted to fun, but also has his own "naive" dreams.

Dad, what kind of person are you? Pei Shaoyang wanted to know the answer.