wine is character

"It would be great if Qingfeng was half as lively as your son, and I wouldn't tell anything. I admit that I didn't care enough about him before, but these few years, I'm like you, and I almost confessed this ancestor, but he is good, and the company doesn't want to Yes, dad doesn't want it either, I'm still thankless."

"Children, children, we are born to owe them." Mu Dafei dropped a piece of meat in his mouth, and shook his head helplessly, "Brother, listen to my advice, this child Qingfeng is the most outstanding child I have ever seen Don't be unhappy by picking on other people's faults, you can secretly be happy to have such a son."

"Children are looked after by other people." Tan Xianqi shook his head and waved his hands, "Our two sons are more muddy than the other. Sometimes if it weren't for the fact that they are my own, I would have killed one of them with a stick. .”

"In my opinion, it's better for us brothers to beat each other to death." Mu Dafei also opened his heart after drinking, and sighed, "Brother, if you think about it this way, is it their fault that the child is stupid? Yes It's our parents' fault." Mu Dafei added a mouthful of food for him, and continued to say slowly, "My son beat Xiaopi, because we were divorced at that time, and I didn't care about him just to make money. That child is a good boy. ?"

After hearing this, Tan Xianqi agreed very much, put the crutches aside, and began to gnaw on the chicken legs and duck necks like Mu Dafei said, "The same goes for Qingfeng, I never cared about him when I was a child, that child also suffered a lot, and blamed me That's normal too."

"To tell you the truth, that child Qingfeng had a hard time before." His fingers tapped heavily on the glass coffee table, "He used to be a tutor for my son when he was a child, studying and working at the same time, and taking such a long bus route every night I drove home. I couldn't bear it, and wanted to vacate a room for that child to live in, but the child didn't want it, he has the backbone."

Hearing this, Tan Xianqi remembered that Qingfeng was indeed a part-time job during that time, put down his chopsticks and continued to inquire, "So you have known each other for such a long time, and during that time, Qingfeng didn't like to contact me, and I only found out about him later. Working."

Speaking of this, Mu Dafei couldn't help but want to talk about him, but he also took into account that this is the relationship between "in-laws", so he sighed one after another, "So, we didn't piss them off before, and the retribution is not good."

"It is said, it is said, retribution is not good."

The two brothers drank really happily. Tan Xianqi hadn't been drunk for many years, but today he was really drunk and walked staggeringly. Mu Dafei repeatedly persuaded him to keep him, and the two of them sat on the sofa, vaguely chatting.

Tan Xianqi's cell phone rang, and when he saw that it was Lin Qiaohui's call, Mu Dafei encouraged him while watching the fun, "Do you know why I didn't get married back then? I just knew that I couldn't take care of my family. If I marry a woman back, and she vents her anger on my son if she doesn't like it, it will be bad."

"It's true." Tan Xianqi's cheeks were flushed, and the phone in his hand rang for a long time but he didn't pick it up. "Actually, my wife is good at everything, but she is small-minded. She flatters Qingfeng on the surface, but I know exactly how she treats him in secret. , but there is no way, one side is the son and the other is the wife. The money I give my wife is enough to live comfortably for the rest of my life, but sometimes it is annoying, even if I give Qingfeng something, she will make a fuss for a long time. Half of my older son."

"Hey, that's the advantage of not marrying a wife." Mu Dafei moved half of his body closer, said sarcastic remarks, smiled and then suppressed his smile, "But, in the end, we blame us men, and we don't blame other women."

"Blame me, blame me..."

When Qingfeng opened the door and walked in, the two were sitting on the sofa watching the replay of last night's game, and he stood awkwardly at the entrance alone, very disgusted by others.

He picked up Tan Xianqi's crutch, but Tan Xianqi snatched it back childishly, and tapped Qingfeng's calf, "Why are you hindering me from watching the football game?"

"Dad, you go home quickly." As he said that, he was about to pull him up with a cane, Mu Dafei took Qingfeng's sleeves unhurriedly, his eyes were dazed, and he lectured with his tongue, "I'm not allowed to talk to you again." Dad talk back, otherwise Uncle Mu won't be able to get around you."

The drunk man's body was particularly heavy, half of his body hung on Qingfeng's body, he walked tremblingly and chatted with his old brother, echoing "Daddy is going to beat you!"

Qingfeng called Tan Xianqi's driver and stuffed him into the back seat. The driver looked at their father and son in surprise. Tan Xianqi took Qingfeng's arm and mumbled, "You have to pay for my company. Watch, do you hear me?"

"You go back quickly." Qingfeng frowned and wanted to break away and close the car door, Tan Xianqi still insisted through the car window, "You are my son, you have to bear what I give you!"

"Xiao Chen, take my dad back."

After the car left and disappeared around the corner, Qingfeng lowered his head and straightened his sleeves, only to find that one of his cuffs was missing.

Tan Xianqi was sitting in the back seat, completely lost the nonsense just now, the driver carefully looked at him from the rearview mirror, and he regained that serious face.

There was an exquisite cuff lying in the palm of his hand, which was custom-made by Qingfeng when he graduated. The child didn't have any mood swings when he gave it to him, and sent it away with a flat thank you.

"Go to Lao Fu's house."

"But Chairman, the place where Uncle Fu lives is a bit remote, and you've been drinking, why don't you go back and have a rest." The driver was a little uneasy.He rarely met this second young master, and he also knew that the relationship between father and son was very weak. Every time they met, Tan Xianqi's mood would become very irritable.

"Go, I want to meet Lao Fu."

After Lao Fu retired, he went back to the small villa he bought in the countryside before, and planted vegetables and flowers nearby with his wife, living a much more carefree life than Tan Xianqi.

Tan Xianqi had been in a car accident, and after one leg was injured, he was not very active, so he had to walk on the path in the field with a cane.

After receiving the call, Lao Fu waited at the door early, and when he saw Tan Xianqi's figure, he hurried across the field to meet him.

"Why didn't you tell me in advance this time?" Lao Fu supported Tan Xianqi, and as soon as he approached, he could already smell the strong smell of alcohol, and a trace of surprise flashed in his heart. Tan Xianqi is a cautious person. , I have never seen him like this.

"On a whim, your place is really clean." Sitting on the rocking chair in Lao Fu's yard, he swayed comfortably. "I went to Qingfeng today, and I almost quarreled with him."

"Qingfeng has never been gentle to you." After retirement, the two got along more like old friends. Lao Fu sat on the stone table and made tea for him. "Which time have you never been hurt?"