I was his old enemy

When the car drove into the cherry blossom path, Tang Chen and his bicycle were put down.The bicycle was parked aside, Tang Chen didn't go home immediately, he squatted under the tree and looked at the pink fallen flowers all over the ground.

He doesn't know what to do again, what to do at the age of 27 with a 17-year-old mentality, he no longer wants to make a lot of money, because after he has made a lot of money, he feels like that thing……

He was squatting, when he heard the sound of a car, Tang Chen looked up, and saw a car coming at the end of the road, Tang Linhai's car.

The car stopped beside Tang Chen, and the driver's window was lowered. Tang Linhai asked, "What are you doing here?"

Tang Chen looked up at Tang Linhai in a squatting position, the blankness in his eyes had not faded away, and said, "Legs hurt."

In Tang Linhai's eyes, this is a gesture of weakness, giving Tang Linhai the hope that "the rebellious period will finally pass". After all, he is his son and lost his mother when he was young.

Tang Linhai: "Get in the car."

Tang Chen pointed to his bicycle: "Bicycle?"

"I'll send someone over to get it later."

Tang Chen got into the car again, this time sitting in the back seat.Chen Yufang, who was in the co-pilot, got out of the car and followed Tang Chen into the back seat.

Chen Yufang asked thoughtfully: "What's wrong? Why does your leg hurt?"

Tang Linhai, who was driving in front, said, "I kicked it."

"Why are you beating the child!" Chen Yufang said in a disapproving tone, and then asked Tang Chen, "Where does it hurt? Let me see."

Tang Chen lifted up his trousers, and as the afternoon passed, the bruises on his calf became more obvious, although it didn't hurt much.

"Why did you strike so hard!" Chen Yufang's eyes turned red all of a sudden.

This bruise reminded her of Chen Qingyan. Her ex-husband often beat Chen Qingyan behind her back. Chen Qingyan was also a dull gourd. He kept everything in his heart and never said anything when it hurt. In order to prevent her from finding out, he wore long clothes and trousers in summer. , but she still found out.During the divorce, she left her five-year-old biological son in that house and brought Chen Qingyan to the Tang family.

Seeing Chen Yufang's red eye circles, Tang Linhai's voice softened: "He doesn't study hard."

"If you don't study well, you can't hit people."

Tang Linhai stopped talking.

Tang Chen suddenly realized... It feels good to be loved by others.In his previous life, those who waited for his salary were afraid of him, those who asked for him flattered him, and the women around him didn't want to love but only wanted to be loved, even purely for money.

No one really cared about him, whether he was tired from work, what he wanted for dinner...

Chen Yufang, 31 years old, still looks very young, not very beautiful, but gentle.In his last life, he regarded this tenderness as cowardice and hypocrisy.

Tang Chen: "I want to learn Taekwondo."

"Yes, the premise is that after you are admitted to the first class, you will take the college entrance examination next year." Tang Linhai glanced at Tang Chen's curly red hair in the rearview mirror, "Before that, give me your hair back .”

Looking at the cherry blossoms in full bloom under the afterglow of the setting sun outside the window, each piece of pink, Tang Chen had a sudden thought, whether he should try to be a schoolmaster, to start a new life, there must be something different.

Chen Yufang: "What do you want for dinner? Aunt Chen will make it for you."

I cooked fish for dinner, several kinds of fish, some of which were cooked by the chef, but Chen Yufang only made one that she was good at.

"What day is today? Fish feast!" Tang Fu sat down at the table and said.

Tang Chen: "Today is the fish's birthday, let's celebrate it."

Tang Fu: "Then you should release the life."

Tang Chen: "The fish didn't say anything, how do you know?"

Tang Chen saw Chen Qingyan sitting there upright, staring at the chopsticks on the table in front of him, and looked up at Chen Yufang from time to time.

Tang Ze is a senior this year, and he is attending a local university. He only comes back on weekends and lives on campus.On the day Tang Ze received the university admission letter, Tang Linhai bought him a car.

Tang Chen looked at Chen Qingyan and asked, "Do you like fish?"

Chen Qingyan stared at his chopsticks, and it took him a long time to realize that he was asking him a question. He replied, "It's okay."

Tang Chen especially wanted to say: Idiot!

"Qingyan likes fish the most." Chen Yufang came out of the kitchen and said something.

Tang Linhai was in a particularly good mood today. Halfway through the meal, he put down his chopsticks, looked at the three people across from him and said, "I'm in a good mood today, and I can satisfy each of you three's request. Tell me, what do you want?"

Tang Fu was the first to raise her hand to speak, smiling happily: "Dad, how did you know that I saw a dress in the window yesterday? That's it."

Tang Linhai: "Yes."

Tang Chen: "Give me a car."

"No, you're only in high school."

Tang Chen: "Buy me a computer."

"No, you won't be able to study hard if you have a computer. If you need to look up information, you can use the computer in my study."

Tang Chen: "Give me another mobile phone, the latest one."

"Yes." Tang Linhai asked Chen Qingyan, "Where is Qingyan?"

Chen Yufang: "Buy him a bicycle."

Tang Linhai: "No, the bicycle is already bought, so it doesn't count."

Chen Qingyan: "Thank you, Uncle Tang, I have everything, so I don't need to buy it."

As soon as Chen Qingyan finished speaking, Tang Chen immediately picked up: "Buy him a mobile phone, preferably with the same model as mine, it seems that you treat everyone equally."

……

At night, in the room, Tang Chen didn't embroider. He leaned on the bed with a math book and read it.He was doing math homework before, but he found that he couldn't do it, miraculously, he couldn't do any of them.Too much time has passed, and the topic looks familiar, but the impression in my mind is faulty.He was going to go through the math book from beginning to end to make these faulty knowledge systematable.

He didn't go to Tang Fu to copy homework, because he had nothing to do and wanted to find something for himself.

There were two knocks on the door. Hearing the sound, Tang Chen knew it wasn't Tang Fu, so who could it be?He guessed it was probably Chen Yufang.Tang Linhai would not knock when entering his room, and someone like Chen Qingyan would never come.

Tang Chen opened the door, and Chen Yufang outside the door was holding a bottle of safflower oil in his hand, "This is very effective for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, and treating bruises. You can apply it on your legs before going to bed."

Chen Yufang in the previous life also gave him safflower oil, but only once, because that time, he threw the safflower oil out of the window.Afterwards, whenever he was beaten by Tang Linhai, it was Tang Fu who came over and gave him safflower oil.

Tang Chen took the safflower oil from Chen Yufang's hand and said, "Actually, it doesn't hurt anymore."

At around nine o'clock, Tang Chen put down the book in his hand, he wanted to take a rest and take another walk.He opened the door and walked out. Chen Qingyan's door was closed tightly, and Tang Chen went over and knocked twice.

The door opened, and Chen Qingyan inside the door might have just taken a shower, and his hair was still wet.Tang Chen probed and saw that the lamp on the desk inside was on, and he should be reading a book.

Tang Chen: "Hey, I just came up from downstairs, your mother told me to call you down, it seems that something happened."

Why did these words sound so familiar? Chen Qingyan, who had been fooled once, was no longer fooled. He walked back to his desk and continued to read, ignoring Tang Chen.

Tang Chen took a few steps in the direction of the stairs, raised his voice and shouted into the air: "Aunt Chen, Qingyan won't go down."

As soon as he finished shouting, he saw Chen Qingyan come out of the room, passed him, and went downstairs.