I wait for you to see through the scenery

Zhou Yao really didn't know Chen Jia's father.He had only seen the wedding photo hanging in Chen Jia's house, it was a black and white photo from a photo studio more than ten years ago.The appearance of people will always change, they will become more mature and decent, and their spiritual temperament will even take a leap.A real person in real life is so different from a photo with a rigid and jerky expression in front of a blue cloth in a photo studio.

"Shall we go home?" Zhou Yao whispered.

His hand was always in Chen Jia's.

Chen Jia lowered her head, hugged the shoebox tightly, but stared straight ahead from under her thin eyelids.

Chen Jia said, "Let me see."

Chen Jia also still clutched his hand so tightly that his knuckles protruded.

As a result, they didn't get off the bus according to the route home, and took a few more stops afterward.Zhou Yao slipped his gaze through the gaps between people, and carefully glanced forward. He could vaguely see the standing figure of Chen Jia's father. The side profile is really similar...

He still acted like a thief, secretly peeking at him; Chen Jia didn't even act like a thief, and just followed him bluntly.

They are not afraid of being seen by the other party.

Chen Jia's father, on the other hand, was always facing one direction, holding the handrail above his head with one hand, looking out of the car window, and chatting with the people around him intently, without even looking this way.

The conductor reported the name of a certain station, and the person in front turned around and got off the bus.

The conductors on the imperial bus are all local aborigines, with a strong alley accent, and the name of the station always has a hot eggplant in their mouth, so no one can understand a sentence, and they don’t know who the name of the station is for Listen.Not to mention that Zhou Yao, who came from other places, couldn't understand it. Chen Jia later said that he had never understood it either.

Chen Jia stood up abruptly, this time without holding Zhou Yao's hand, and left him alone!

Zhou Yao's hands were empty, and he quickly stood up, his heart beating faster.Because Chen Jia's eyes and magnetic field were not right at this time, his face was cold and he said nothing.In a flash, they seemed to be back half a year ago, in the ice and snow, in the small alley of the South Barracks... Zhou Yao knew Chen Jia who had a different face.

They both got out of the car through the back door.

Zhou Yao only found out after getting off the bus that they sat at the stop of the art museum.

Chen Jia’s father and an aunt walked together. One was wearing a shirt and trousers, the other was wearing an elegant plain dress and white mid-heeled shoes. They walked quietly side by side through the traffic, toward the “National Art Museum of China” Go in the direction of the door.

It looks very, very harmonious, like two young teachers walking side by side on campus, or two familiar colleagues in the unit. Walking on the street, no one will look sideways or feel weird.As far as Zhou Yao is concerned, he is not familiar with them anyway, looking at those two people, they seem to be the type of people who should go the same way.

However, to Chen Jia, that was a person he was very familiar with.Ripe or not.

He said "familiar" because that was his own father, and there was no doubt about the blood relationship between father and son, they both looked alike.

The reason for saying "unfamiliar" is that Chen Mingjian was not only absent from his wife's delivery and didn't hear his son's first cry. On the road of Chen Jia's growth from childhood to adulthood, this person has been intentionally or unintentionally in " Absent", being away from home most of the time, completely hopeless.In this way, the family slowly disintegrated, and the close relatives gradually drifted away. The figures of each other have blurred, and the distance is getting farther and farther.Those behind cannot catch up with those in front, and those in front will not stop and wait for those left behind.

That day, Chen Jia sat at the gate of the National Art Museum of China, on the side of the road, on the steps in front of the arborvitae green belt, and sat for almost two hours.

It was very hot in the afternoon, and squatting outside was not comfortable at all.

On the way, Chen Jia handed the shoe box to Zhou Yao: "Yaoyao, go back first."

Zhou Yao was very righteous: "I will accompany you."

Chen Jia said, "Take the shoes away, I don't want them anymore."

"Who should I take it for?" Zhou Yao looked down at the tip of his shoe, "I bought it for you."

"We both wear the same size." Chen Jia said, "You can wear it too."

"I just bought it for you." Zhou Yao said what was in his heart, "Chen Jia, you don't have to pay me back!"

"I'll return it to you when I get back." Chen Jia turned her face away, "I have lucky money, so I don't need you to buy it for me."

Zhou Yao also ran to the canteen next to him twice.The first time I brought back two bottles of Arctic Ocean soda, but the second time I couldn't bear it anymore. I bought two breads and shared them with each other, "Yili" fruit bread.The little man is starving to death, and he hasn't eaten yet, so he ran to this place to stay and keep an eye on him?

He also advised Chen Jia, let's go, why are you squatting here and following your father, Mr. Chen Jia? !

"If you mention your father, you will be unhappy, so don't read it. Let's go back quietly, and don't tell your mother what happened today." He said.

Chen Jia ignored him and told him to leave if he was in a hurry.

Chen Jia remained silent, Zhou Yao could only squat silently.It's okay to be in a good mood, make jokes and do things, but Zhou Yao has always been a little afraid of Chen Jia and dared not provoke him.Today the ball of fire looks like it's going to explode, but he's actually very nervous and uncomfortable.He doesn't like it.

Later, the two people who were visiting the art gallery to see the art exhibition finally came out after appreciating the artworks, talking in a low voice.

On the streets of Beijing, trams danced with two long braid-like electrical appliances, and creaked slowly past.The sky was gloomy, as if it was going to rain, but no raindrops could be squeezed out, so it was stuffy, like a dim yellow cauldron on top of the head.

The two of them went straight to the tram platform, and they didn't even notice the two little kids behind them, it was absolutely amazing.Or they just didn't take a child into their hearts, and they wouldn't even notice that their own son was dangling behind their buttocks.

Chen Jia strode over.

Zhou Yao's whole body trembled, and he grabbed Chen Jia's wrist blatantly: "Jiajia!"

Chen Jia threw his hand away without looking back, with a look of anger and unwillingness, and his movements were a little rough and violent, even the shoe box flew to the ground, don't want it.

Whispering.

The shoe box hit the ground, it just hit Zhou Yao's heart, which made him feel wronged.

He squatted down to pick up the shoebox that had almost fallen apart, and quickly followed with strides... He wondered if Chen Jia was going to fight Chen Mingjian in the street.

Fortunately, a tram came, and it was just in time.The person in front got on the bus, Chen Jia also got on the bus, Zhou Yao also hurried on, and almost missed the car before closing the door and throwing him on the platform.

"Get on the bus and buy a ticket... Do you have a ticket, buy a ticket..." the conductor hummed.

They didn't understand what station name was reported, but they understood the sentence of buying a ticket. "Do you have a ticket? Do the two students have a ticket?" The lesbian conductor continued to chew the hot eggplant in her mouth.

Zhou Yao quickly took out the monthly pass, shook it, and took out the monthly pass for Chen Jia.

The people in the car adjusted their gaze indifferently, and swept over "those two students".

At this moment, Chen Jia's father turned around and suddenly saw them...

It wouldn't be too much of a fight. On the tram, the whole car was full of people.But Chen Jia's father was really embarrassed at that time, holding the handrail above his head with one hand, wandering forward as the car moved forward, his body swayed slightly, staring blankly at Chen Jia, his soul probably lost his mind.

Chen Mingjian moved over slowly, and asked softly, "Why are you here?"

"Go to an art gallery." Chen Jia said.

Chen Mingjian was speechless, Zhou Yao also poked stupidly, the thief was so embarrassed.

"Then I'll take you home." Chen Mingjian said.

"Don't send me," Chen Jia said, "You don't want to send her home?!"

Chen Mingjian: "..."

The society has not yet opened up to the point where a family staged a dog-blood drama, openly rolled up their sleeves, scratched their faces and splashed paint on the bus. People are still relatively reserved, knowing that this is a family scandal.If it's really that bloody, like the TV series "Desire", these family ethics dramas in the new era can really live up to expectations, prescribe the right medicine, expose profoundly, and have a profound impact on society.

Chen Mingjian put Chen Jia's shoulder lightly, took his son out of the car halfway, and didn't let the people around him see the joke.

When Chen Jia got out of the car, he had nothing to say, so he lowered his head and wanted to leave.

Chen Mingjian spoke softly, unable to make a loud noise in front of his son: "Chen Jia, I, I want to go back. Otherwise, wait for me, and I'll tell you when I go home at night."

"Don't tell me, don't come back." Chen Jia said.

"I'll go back to see your mother and talk about something." Chen Mingjian said.

"I don't have a place to sleep when you go back." Chen Jia said unceremoniously, "Don't go back!"

"Chen Jia...Have you eaten yet? Otherwise, I'll take you to eat first." Chen Mingjian looked at Zhou Yao again, "This is your classmate? Have you eaten yet?"

Zhou Yao looked at it: "Not yet, we are hungry and haven't eaten yet!"

At his age, his EQ has not yet reached a certain level of awareness, his understanding of the current situation is not deep enough, and he hasn't realized how much he is in the way—he should have consciously slipped away long ago.

In fact, based on Chen Jia's state of mind at the time, maybe she just wanted to confirm what the woman was doing, where she lived, or to challenge his father in public.Would it be interesting to follow his dad?Apart from confirming the long-standing gossip in the machine tool factory compound, it is meaningless.He is also too young.

"Let's take you to dinner. The shoes you bought?" Chen Mingjian looked at them, and the brand logo on the shoe box was quite conspicuous.

"I bought it for Chen Jia." Zhou Yao replied.

Chen Mingjian quickly took it over and looked at it: "For playing football?!"

Actually, has he ever seen his son play football?Who do you usually play football with?What size sneakers do you wear?Are you popular at school and do you have any friends?What's the relationship with Zhou Yao? ... Can he understand this?

Chen Jia was depressed and at a loss. After the impulsive hostility dissipated, the emotion called "uncomfortable" slowly faded away, suffocating the nine orifices of his mind.

Zhou Yao would never understand this kind of emotion, because he didn't have the opportunity to accept it, and he rarely experienced this kind of emotional loss and dignity setback in his youth.Therefore, it was difficult for him to feel and understand the hostility and grievance brought out by Chen Jia from his mother's womb.

"Uncle, you don't need to treat me to dinner, I won't eat." Zhou Yao looked at Chen Jia's face understandingly.

"Actually, uncle, it's like this. Chen Jia needs these sneakers for playing football. Today, Wangfujing has a big sale on the warehouse, 60 yuan off 30 yuan, so we bought it." Zhou Yao changed the subject, and Beier seriously They started to discuss about the pair of shoes, "Chen Jia didn't bring the New Year's money with him. I lent it to him. Uncle, see if you can, don't let him use his own New Year's money. You bought it for him, okay?"

What the hell.

This incident, after Zhou Yao has learned a little bit about the world for many years, when he recalls it, he is fucking stupid.still young...

Chen Jia's complexion was not right, he glared at Zhou Yao wildly, shooting small arrows biubiubiu from his eyes.

Chen Mingjian was also embarrassed: "Ah, oh."

Why did Zhou Yao say this? In his heart, it is a matter of course that the positions of father and mother can be interchanged and they can help each other. For example, if Zhou Yao owes money to buy shoes outside, you can take care of his father for the 30 yuan. Want it, or fuck it, what's the difference?Are they all family members?

More importantly, it was his impression of a person. His first impression of Chen Mingjian was quite good, completely different from what he had originally imagined.

There is no viciousness, no harsh words, especially no shabby image of some sloppy "father" in the compound of their machine tool factory, with a sloppy face, a cigarette, a drink, and a pair of shoes. With "no culture".On the contrary, Chen Jia's father had a handsome appearance, a gentle manner, and a gentle speech. Anyway, he didn't look like a man who would swear at home and bully his wife.

So Zhou Yao dared to open his mouth to discuss shoe money.As long as you don't hit me, what am I afraid of, you are so tough!

"30 yuan, did you pay for him? Did you just buy it?" Chen Mingjian was also surprised.

"That's right, I bought it at Wangfujing Lisheng Sports Goods Store." Zhou Yao spoke eloquently, with his chest up and his head up, the expression of the class leader making a report.

When a small wind blows, people's hearts are unpredictable, and there is a touch of sadness floating in the wind.

Chen Mingjian glanced back at his fellow travelers.The aunt had been standing with her back halfway, standing at the station under the setting sun, her head bowed in silence.

Chen Mingjian quickly took out his pockets, his mouth was pursed into a line, and he felt extremely embarrassed and uncomfortable.He must be guilty.His son has also grown taller, and he is already half alone when he goes out, and his shoe size is not too small. He has never bought a pair of sneakers for Chen Jia.

Chen Jia's classmates paid for Chen Jia's shoes.

He is not as good as one of Chen Jia's classmates.

30 yuan, some whole and some zero.Chen Mingjian took out all the money he was planning to invite someone to a restaurant for dinner, and in the end he got it together with small change, and gave it all to Zhou Yao.

Zhou Yao glanced back at Chen Jia, feeling quite fulfilled, tsk, I saved the New Year's money for you!

Chen Jia stared at Zhou Yao, then turned his head stubbornly, watching the cars passing by on the side of the road, his heart was crushed into slag by the wheels...

Over the years in the compound of the machine tool factory, Chen Jia heard three sentences most often: Chen Mingjian has been outside for a long time, and he will definitely not come back; The child is not pleasant to look at, no wonder the father doesn't want it.Just these three sentences.

From the concept of "father", all he got was frustration and shame, and others would never be able to empathize with him.

Chen Mingjian nodded politely to Zhou Yao: "Thank you, I'm sorry to trouble you."

"Are you a good student? Did you get good grades in school?" Chen Mingjian looked at Zhou Yao several times.

I don't know them at all, I just guessed by knowing people's faces. It is estimated that between good students who are good at reading and good students, there is also some kind of magnetic field for them to recognize each other.

Moreover, Zhou Yao finally discovered that the small mole at the corner of Chen Jia's right eye was hereditary.There is a mole on his father's right eyebrow, which looks like his own.

Zhou Yao was still unwilling, and didn't want to let such a gentle, polite and talkative father Chen go, so he gave Chen Jiakuang a wink, should we strike while the iron is hot?That what, the 250 yuan accordion, maybe there is something to play!Tell your dad or not, buy an accordion!

Chen Jia finally couldn't bear it anymore, and really wanted to stop Zhou Yao's cheap mouth, and pulled Zhou Yao back to his trench.

"Chen Jia." Chen Mingjian called softly.

"Don't call me, I'm annoying you!" Chen Jia said.

"Chen Jia..." Chen Mingjian said.

"You still call me, then who is she?!" Chen Jia pointed at the aunt standing under the shed at the station in the distance, and responded violently.

The eye sockets are suddenly red, and the voice is penetrating, piercing people's hearts.

Zhou Yao suddenly felt uncomfortable, and his heart ached.Chen Jia grabbed his wrist and turned to leave. Chen Jia didn't say a word of kindness to his father.

Chen Jia's stinky complexion and bear temper were all dumped to his father anyway.

When Chen Jia occasionally had a pleasant face and revealed a little tenderness in his bones, Zhou Yao gave it to him.

That night, it was said that Chen Mingjian really came home and talked about the matter calmly.

Zhou Yao didn't have enough experience in life at that time, and he hadn't realized it yet. Chen Jia's father said, "Go home and talk to your mother about something." What else could it be talking about?