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Until the plane landed steadily at Beijing Capital International Airport, both Ying and General didn't fall asleep, didn't eat the meal on the plane, and watched the plane all the way to the sky above Chengdu.

In the early summer mornings of this city, after sweeping away the smog in winter, the blue sky is clear. From the sky, it seems that you can see the old people doing morning exercises in the People’s Park and brewing several cups of tea...

This plane passed through Chengdu, then gradually reached above the clouds, crossed the Qinling Mountains, and came to the north.

The stewardess serving four first-class customers in his row also glanced at him all the way. The people next to him were all covered with quilts and put up the cushions for the feet, turned off the reading lights and went to sleep. Why didn't this passenger sleep?

So she came over with the menu when ordering, and asked carefully, Mr. Ying, do you want beef rice or spaghetti?

Ying and Jiang said they would not eat, and looked out the window, but the stewardess asked for some hot water to moisten their dry throat.

Drink plenty of water, and you will be able to speak when you get home later.

After getting off the plane, the butler who came to pick him up at the airport didn't see the eldest young master for a while, and drove a very low-key car. Wang Ying and the general were carrying a bag, all dressed in black, expressionless, secretly I wonder why every time this person returns to Beijing, his complexion becomes uglier every time.

Driving from Shunyi to Haidian is a certain distance. As the saying goes, "the house can be a shining family". Ying's house on Yuanmingyuan West Road is also built like an imperial garden at the back lake of the Summer Palace. It is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and is a treasure in the capital.

There are few people and cars in the community, and more people buy here for investment. Mr. Ying lives leisurely. In the whole courtyard, you can hear Ying Xiaoer's laughter and Ying Kun's cane hitting the floor all day long. up.

The area where he lives has a total of ten or so buildings, and many people in the community have never seen it. Ying's house is not the largest, but it also has four floors, two floors above the ground and two floors underground.

According to Ying Kun's words, the two basement floors are completely for Ying Xiaoer to mess with. There is a screen for movies on one floor, and no one at home watches it. Stay below every day, play his games on the [-]:[-] big screen...

Before Ying and Jiang had problems with their business in Pangu, when Ying Xiaoer got into trouble, Ying Kun asked his eldest son, it was really not possible, selling the house would be enough money to turn around several times in the city of Beijing.

But this future is like an ancestral home, can it be sold?

Without saying a word, Ying and Jiang kicked Ying Xiaoer to Chengdu and headed south.

He went home again in a real sense, and he never thought it would be so soon, even after suffering the so-called "emotional injury" in Chengdu, he knocked on the door and stood in front of his father with his morning rain and dew on him.

Look at Ying Kun's black cloth shoes, the thrush in his hand, and the bird cage is covered with a layer of cloth.

Ying Kun got up early today, and was about to take the thrush that he trained to rely on the bird to go to the bird farm in Shichahai to compete with others, but he didn't expect to see his eldest son at the gate.

Ying Yujiang supported the door frame with his hands still on the big gilt handle, looked at Ying Kun respectfully, and spoke in a softer tone than usual: "Dad, you are early."

"Well, you kid knows you're back? Are you here to do something?"

Ying and Jiang looked at the birdcage in his father's hand, and the old man didn't seem to want to put the bird down to have a heart-to-heart talk with his eldest son.

He tightened his lips, looked at Ying Kun, and said, "Go home and have a look."

Ying Kun felt that the older son came back to look for the younger son, so he said, "Xiaoer, that little Jing Youzi is sleeping upstairs..."

Thinking that his younger brother was there, Ying Yujiang sighed, looked at his father seriously, and said, "Dad, I have something to talk to you about."

"Okay, sit down and talk."

He didn't see his son for a few times throughout the year, and Ying Kun had a headache from being quarreled by his younger son at home in July and August. Seeing the older son who was so steady and distant, he felt a little rare, and continued: "By the way, there is a meeting at noon." Is there any arrangement?"

Ying Yujiang froze for a moment, thinking his father wanted him to eat with him, he nodded and said, "Yes."

Ying Kun nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, the daughter of the Fang family asked me about you a few days ago, and today I will go to have dinner with you when you are free at noon... You are almost thirty, and you have no one to sneak around all day long. Damn!"

Upon hearing this, Ying and Jiang couldn't hold back any longer, and looked around.

His father's crutch with a dragon's head, made of sea yellow and purple avocado, is now placed on the side of the sofa, leaning against it.

Ying Kun's waist is very strong, but people who grew up in this culturally rich city will inevitably have this kind of little habit, they just like to play with these objects, and the things passed down by the older generation are even more rare...

"Dad, I'm going back to Beijing this time,"

Taking a deep breath, Ying and Jiang's voice was firm and powerful: "I just want to tell you that I have a partner."

Ying Kun smiled, his brown eyes were deeply sunken, and it was rare for him to let go of his previous stern expression. He was just putting down the birdcage in his hand, when his eldest son continued, "It's from Chengdu."

Judging from the thinking of the previous generations of the Ying family, Beijing locals like them basically want to find a daughter-in-law from Beijing, especially in the urban area, not outside a few rings. , but if it is from a prominent family, of course it is better.

Ying Kun was stunned for a moment, thinking that the elder son was finally willing to bring someone home, that's not bad, no matter where she is from, he quickly said: "It's all possible, if you like..."

Before his father finished speaking, Ying Yujiang boldly cut off his father's words.

"It's a man."

The four words were pronounced very clearly, and Ying Kun was taken aback when he heard them.

He knew that many young people nowadays like to eat both men and women, and they play messily. In the past, he knew a little about the dating of the eldest son outside, but he had never seen the eldest son introduce it to his family...

Ying Kun tried to calm himself down, and asked, "Isn't it just for fun?"

"seriously."

After finishing speaking, Ying Yujiang stood up straight, his feet became more stable, he gritted his teeth and said, "I love him very much."

That morning, Ying Yuchen woke up, quietly listening to the movement downstairs, and after a while, he almost jumped out of bed, rolled over and rushed downstairs!

He first ran to the fence in the living room and looked down, and then went down the stairs step by step and three steps, hanging on the railing of the stairs, almost falling straight down.

Damn, what kind of plot is this!Didn't we break up?

He watched helplessly as Ying Kun picked up the crutch with a dragon's head that was leaning against the sofa, and greeted his brother fiercely, and hit his brother with the stick horizontally in the hollow of his knee, causing his brother to kneel down straight away. .

The floor made of antique bricks at home is painful and hard to kneel on. Ying Xiaoer has never kneeled before. Seeing his brother kneeling up on his knees made his heart ache!

Before he could react to this, he saw his father hit his brother's shoulder with a stick, and he could hear the wind...

Ying Xiaoer finally couldn't stand up anymore and almost fell off the fence.

"elder brother!"

It's summer, and he doesn't wear much. Doesn't he know the weight of his father's kidnapper? It's like a gavel, it's five or six sticks!

Encountering this situation, he was completely panicked. He didn't know whether to call him brother or his father. As long as he could remember, Ying Kun hadn't cared much about his brother. The only time his brother was beaten was in Beijing that year. How many rings, drag racing crashed...

Ying and Jiang have been obedient since they were young, but they are cold and cold. Except for their younger brother, they are not very close to the rest of the family, and they don't like to laugh.

Everyone in the Ying family, no matter which elder they change, prefers to be the younger brother. When this person grows up, the family can't care about him. A few years ago, his brother did somersaults in the city of Beijing and caused big troubles. His father didn't even blink At a glance!

He almost rolled down the stairs, such a big commotion caused Ying Yujiang to look upstairs while panting, and when he saw Ying Xiaoer, he shouted, "Ying Yuchen!"

Ying Yu didn't cover his shoulders. He was hit on the back just now, and he still knelt there like a mountain. He forced himself to kneel upright, and his words were also hoarse: "Stand there and don't move."

Having been taught by his brother for so many years, with such a voice, Thunder was so enraged that Ying Xiaoer didn't dare to move. The pale-faced one faltered and said: "My...brother...Dad, don't hit my brother!"

Ying Yujiang turned pale and ordered: "Go upstairs."

Ying Xiaoer became more courageous, and felt that if he kept fighting like this, he might cause trouble for his brother, so he boldly yelled: "Dad, my sister-in-law... No, you must know that man, he is very kind to my brother, And saved my brother's life..."

Before he finished speaking, Ying Kun looked at the eldest son whose back was facing the window, and suddenly turned his head to look at the younger son hanging on the stairs.

The morning sun shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the large living room of Ying's house, casting a shadow on Ying Yujiang's face. He closed his eyes and said, "Ying Yuchen, get out."

The voice was extremely low, and Ying Xiaoer couldn't resist the deterrent force in it.

Ying Xiaoer jumped up anxiously, seeing his father hit him with a stick again, so much that Ying Yu turned half of his body, brother to heart, as if hitting himself: "Brother, what are you doing! Didn't they all break up! You're so anxious to kill me!"

Ying Kun stopped the kidnapper, looked down at Ying and Jiang, and couldn't tell the attitude in his tone, "Break up?"

With his head down, Ying and Jiang straightened their backs and said, "No difference."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ying Kun raised his hand, seeing that the crutch was about to slap Ying Yu on the neck, Ying Xiaoer, who was still hanging by the stairs, flew over: "Dad!"

He hugged Ying Kun's leading crutch, tears welling up, and shouted: "Don't hit my brother!"

Ying Kun paused for a moment, and didn't stay idle. He pulled out his stick and greeted Ying Yuchen on his back. Ying Yuchen yelled "Aww" from the beating, and Ying Yu jumped his eyelids and reached out to grab his father's crutches. .

The father and son just faced each other in Ying's living room.

Ying Yujiang watched his father's face turn from red to white, gasping for breath, staring into a pair of sunken eyes, and asked him: "You don't plan to find a girl anymore?"

Ying and Jiang said, "No plan."

Ying Kun held his breath, watching Ying Xiaoer quickly get up and give back to his father.

That day, Ying Kun looked at Ying and Jiang with extremely complicated eyes.

He didn't take care of this son much since he was a child. It's one thing that this child is not likable since he was a child. On the other hand, when he was young, his family had a big business, but he was very busy, but fortunately, the eldest son was not troublesome. ...

I never thought that I didn't manage this, and if I couldn't stop it, it was really confiscated.

That night, Ying and Jiang didn't go home, so they took a room at the Guomao Bridge in Beijing.

Ying Xiaoer carried a large medical kit and led his aunt to the hotel.

The door of the room was not even closed. As soon as they entered the room, they saw General Ying Yu lift up the clothes on his upper body, bite the gauze and apply medicine on his body.

His aunt's tears came down immediately, and she cried while fetching hot water.

Ying and Jiang knew that his aunt loved him the most among the elders in his family, so he whispered a few words of persuasion, raised his arms, and softened the coldness between his eyebrows and eyes a little.

Coming from the Summer Palace, along the way, Ying Xiaoer was talking to his aunt about congratulations, how kind Heqing was to his brother, how kind he was to him, how kind his brother was to Heqing, and then he simply fought with Heqing I said everything about him, which made his aunt very curious, what does this kid look like?

Ying Xiaoer showed off the congratulatory photos to his aunt, looking handsome, the second most handsome in Wuhou District!

His aunt said how handsome this kid is, and then asked, what about the first handsome?

Ying Xiaoer teased his aunt with a smile, and said, "I will...

When his aunt told Ying Yujiang about this, Ying Yujiang sneered, looked at Ying Xiaoer with raised eyebrows, and said nothing.

The latter was stared at with horror.

Ying Xiaoer scratched her head and said with a smile, "I, am I joking..."

At the end of applying the medicine, Ying Yujiang simply took off the short sleeves on his upper body. There were bruises and red marks all over his body. There were sticks on his back and shoulders. They were all stick-shaped and a little swollen. His aunt's medicine was applied on it. , the pain was so painful that Ying Yujiang clenched his teeth, cold sweat was dripping on his forehead, and he didn't say a word.

After the medicine was finished, he couldn't sleep, so he had to sit, half leaning on the sofa and brushing Moments.

He saw a small video posted by Fengtang, which showed a drinking party in a karaoke bar. The microphone, the background of the video is also the male voice that haunts him...

"I always hope that you decide to live life with me."

He refreshed it again, and Fengtang sent another one, the voice of He Qing inside was a little hoarse, and it sounded like drunk again.

"Pray that fate is destined, no matter how many winds and rains, allow this me to be with you in this life..."

"Happy in love..."

The last sentence seemed to be screamed out, full of affection, full of depth and sincerity, but won the applause of the whole hall.

Should and will look at today's date.

Break up No.12 days.

①Jingyouzi: used to refer to the idle, idle, frivolous people in Beijing, but now it mostly refers to young people in Beijing who are familiar with the world and the world in Beijing.

②No slippery: irrelevant, not serious.