Dangerous Contract

In the early morning of the next day, Tan Zhen woke up to Su Lang's gentle kiss as usual.

"Good morning." Su Lang kissed the side of Tan Zhen's ear, and couldn't stop touching it.

Tan Zhen understands Su Lang's hobbies. Normally, he would bow his body cooperatively, but not today.

He thought of their speculation about Su Junliang's location the night before.

Tan Zhen put his arms around Su Lang's head and said, "Brother Lang, we still have important things to do today, have you forgotten?"

Su Lang gave a "hmm", greedily squeezed Tan Zhen's psoas muscles, turned around and took his mobile phone to call his uncle.

Tan Zhen was on the other side, and also picked up his mobile phone to check if there was any new message from the unsaved number.

It was still empty. In the entire list, except for the ellipsis to prove that the mobile phone number was still in use, there was no movement.

Tan Zhen was silent for a moment, then quickly typed a line of words on the screen with his thumb: "Xiaoxian, we are going to Q city, accompany Su Lang to find old Mr. Su, where are you?"

On Su Lang's side, I called my uncle's phone number. As expected, the person on the phone was still hungover and slurred his speech.

Su Lang pulled the phone away a little impatiently, and then pulled the phone back after his uncle babbled.

"Let me ask you, the place I went to when I was young is the yard where you took me to live for a while, is it the Q City Welfare Institute?" Su Lang said, turned around, put his arms around Tan Zhen, "Why did you take me there in the first place? After so many years, are you still refusing to tell me the truth?"

"Lang Lang," on the phone, Chen Yu's voice was listless, as if he was particularly empty and lonely after a night of hustle and bustle, "You child, why are you so curious? I knew you were a guy who picks up things, and I wouldn't have told you about Zhao Guangming back then. Residence. Do you know how regretful I am? If I hadn’t told you, you wouldn’t have tied that guy up to Shaomao to make trouble, and your father wouldn’t have run away if you didn’t go there! Still here, you can still be your young master, and I can still... Ah... And now? There is nothing left, it's all your fault, do you know?"

Su Lang usually doesn't listen to Chen Yu's long-winded lectures. He just felt itchy in his ears, so he said: "Uncle, can you be more sober? To be a human being, you have to have the most basic good and evil. I remember when you were young, you were always so right." I say!"

"Lang Lang, like you, I don't know anything, but I am happy to know nothing, and I don't have your curiosity. You know, I told you another sentence, 'The more you know, the more you know. The more, the more dangerous' right?"

Seeing that Chen Yu couldn't ask anything, Su Lang hung up the phone impatiently.

"They always treat me as a child." Su Lang said, hugging Tan Zhen helplessly.

Tan Zhen has already selected two air tickets to Q City on his mobile phone, and sent them to Su Lang to sign for payment.

Seeing that Tan Zhen did not reject returning to Q City, Su Lang smiled and took the other party's mobile phone to scan the QR code to pay.

In the past, Q City would have been Tan Zhen's minefield, and he wouldn't even think about going back during the holidays.

At that time, he didn't know that the people he kept calling mom and dad were not his biological parents at all.

After several years of happy life leisurely, Tan Zhen went to elementary school.

He only knows that his father, Tan Guofu, is a driver of a large car, and he spends half of the time in the car every month, but as long as he returns home, he will definitely buy him novel gadgets.

His mother, Wan Fang, does not have a job. Because she is beautiful, she always takes good care of his daily life. He is also very proud in front of his classmates.

Everything happened when he was eight years old.

That year, for unknown reasons, he fell in love with music all of a sudden. As long as there was a piano sound, whether it was in a shop on the road or on the school playground, he could stop happily. Footsteps, fingertips flicking on the trouser seam following the rhythm of the music.

He knew that his family's financial situation was mediocre, and a piano worth tens of thousands of yuan was simply a luxury, something he couldn't even imagine.

But his father, Tan Guofu, took a fancy to his son's mind and made up his mind to cultivate his hobby.

Tan Zhen remembers that his father once said to him: "Dad is not educated, so he expects you to study hard and be successful in the future. The name 'Tan Zhen' means to cheer up and work hard."

Therefore, Xiao Tan Zhen smartly gave up the piano and chose the accordion. He lied to his father that he prefers the accordion just because it is cheaper.

But it never occurred to him that the tuition fee for learning the accordion is not cheap.

So, in order to support his hobby and earn more money, his father took even less time to come back, and finally got into a car accident due to fatigue driving.

After Dad got into a car accident, Mom was still the same as usual at first, eating three meals a day and picking him up from school, but then he faintly noticed something was wrong.

Wan Fang was a beautiful beauty. She was just over [-] at that time, when she was full and attractive. After marrying the big boss Tan Guofu, she was raised at home and had little contact with outsiders.

However, in the second year after his father's death, Tan Zhen always met men and women who came out of the unit door when he came home from school.

He asked his mother what those people were doing at home.

Mom just said they were friends.

Tan Zhen thought his father was gone, so it would be nice to have friends to accompany his mother.

But later, he realized that something was getting more and more wrong.

Mom's group of friends didn't seem very friendly to her.From the beginning when he rushed to leave after school, a group of people had to stay at his home.

In the year when Tan Zhen Elementary School was about to graduate, that group of people even opened a mahjong parlor in their own home, and all the dubious people in the streets and alleys went to the house, so that he didn't even have a place to study seriously.

Tan Zhen once talked to Wan Fang. He asked his mother why he brought those people to the house, why he wanted to be friends with those local hooligans, and why he couldn't live in peace and stability as before.

But Wan Fang didn't answer his question, but just said to him with a suspenseful face: "You are getting better and better, I can hardly support you anymore."

Tan Zhen didn't know what his mother meant by saying this, but the insecurity in his bones made him never ask his mother the same question again.

Until Tan Zhen survived in this chaotic environment until the third year of junior high school, because he had to take the senior high school entrance examination, he studied until late every night, but the sound of playing mahjong at home would continue until later, so he had to hold a book and sit by the street lamp downstairs. down to read a book.

The old lady in the canteen looked at him pitifully, and often told him to go to the store to warm up for a while and drink some hot water.

It was also at that time that he heard from the neighbors that there was a man named Qiao Si in that group, who was Wan Fang's first love boyfriend. Harassment, year after year, finally pulled Wanfang into the water and opened a gambling mahjong parlor.

Tan Zhen never thought that his mother would have a past with such a person, but after he knew that there was a helplessness of his mother in it, he felt a hatred for those people.

Tan Zhen went home that night, and knocked over the mahjong table in the center of the living room with a half-discarded clothes rail he picked up from the trash can downstairs.

Amidst the smog, the gamblers who were suddenly disturbed immediately turned red-eyed, and one of the crooked-looking men rushed forward and slapped Tan Zhen across the face.

That was the first time that Tan Zhen wanted to protect the one he loved as a man. He couldn't let his mother be controlled by Qiao Si's group. His father was gone, and he was the only man in the family.

He raised the wooden stick in his hand, not caring which of the group of people was pleasing to the eye and which was not, he swung it wildly, and smashed the house to pieces like crazy.

The car model that Tan Guofu bought for Tan Zhen when he was a child was actually used by those villains as an ashtray, not to mention using his music scores to pad the legs of the table.

Tan Zhen didn't know how long he had vented. In short, he was beaten badly in the end. None of the people in the group were willing to show mercy. He just felt like he was curled up in a ball in the middle of the living room, and it hurt everywhere.

However, what hurt him the most was that he watched his mother Wan Fang roll her eyes at him and sighed before being hugged by a fat bald man and walking away.

After that riot, Wan Fang was finally willing to sit down and have a good talk with Tan Zhen.

The theme is that since Tan Zhen is so capable of trouble, he regards himself as a real man who can handle things, so let's support the family's life in the future.

Tan Zhen looked into Wan Fang's eyes, the eyes that once gave him warmth and care, were now covered with a thin layer of mist.

Tan Zhen remembered that when he was young, he asked his parents if he was the child of his parents.He still remembers that Wan Fang and Tan Guofu told him about it very seriously at that time, and they firmly took out a set of photos to prove that Tan Zhen was their child.

So... Tan Zhen took one last look at Wan Fang in the park. Until then, he still felt that Wan Fang had something to hide.

He loves his mother, although the boy will have less communication with his mother at his age, but he always remembers the scene when his mother took him to Yu Xing's house with a gift to apologize to the old man after his father got into a car accident.

That scene never made him feel unpleasant or ashamed, on the contrary, he felt that's how mothers should be.

Therefore, when Wan Fang said, "When you grow up, you can figure out your future path", he still firmly believed that his mother had his difficulties.

"Do you love that Qiao Si very much?" Tan Zhen stood up and asked Wan Fang solemnly.

There were two tender dimples on Wanfang Guazi's face. Although she was a little older, she still looked beautiful.

She just smiled at Tan Zhen and said, "Life is good now, I don't want to change anything."

The author has something to say: Good night, see you tomorrow!