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"You bastard! Two men, are you crazy? I think you just want to piss me off!" Zhou Pingnan yelled, tearing into his mouth, "Get out! Get out!"

Yan Tao might have been agitated by Yan Jianghe's unwavering "yes", but he didn't hug him for a moment, and Zhou Pingnan pushed his arms away and stood up again.

Zhou Pingnan stepped over to grab Yan Jianghe's collar in two steps, and dragged him to the door: "Get lost."

"Ping Nan, don't do this." Yan Tao stood up right after him, wanting to reach out to stop him, "We need to have a good talk."

"Shut up!" Zhou Pingnan turned his head, and sprayed Yan Tao with saliva again, "My son, if I tell him to go away, he will go away!"

This sentence caused Yan Jianghe's heart and lungs to throb with pain.

Zhou Pingnan naturally couldn't push Yan Jianghe, Yan Jianghe stood still like a mountain, stuck at the door, no matter how hard Zhou Pingnan tried, he still stood firm and did not retreat half a step.

Yan Tao dragged Zhou Pingnan from behind again.The father and son were all enemies, and they attacked back and forth with every movement, which made Zhou Pingnan want to collapse.

Zhou Pingnan couldn't push Yan Jianghe, so he simply turned around and pushed Yan Tao violently: "Get out!"

Yan Tao didn't expect Zhou Pingnan to make a sudden attack, but was pushed by her for a while and staggered a few steps, so that he almost fell to the ground.

Zhou Pingnan was born in Yanhuo, and he has been aggressive for most of his life. When he plays with his temper, he will never stop until he gets rid of the other party's bald skin.

Seeing her beating and throwing at Yan Jianghe, she greeted Yan Jianghe with all fists and slaps on the soles of slippers, but she even used the shoehorn.

Zhou Pingnan waved the shoehorn, and whipped Yan Jianghe heavily, but the plastic thing was not of good grade, and broke in two after a few blows.

Yan Laicai's unlucky dog ​​is warm-tempered today, and walks a safe route.After eating dog food and begging for two dumplings, he was already full, so he slumped on the bedside of the bedroom and went to take a nap.

This time there was commotion in the living room, and Yan Laicai was also woken up by fright.The turtle dog jumped down in panic, and poked at the door of the bedroom, his legs trembling, his mouth barking wildly, fearing that the world would be chaotic and barking.

Yan Jiang couldn't care about his skin pain, he was so quarreled that he wished a bomb would fall from the sky and blow his head away.

He suddenly took a step forward, hugged Zhou Pingnan and did not let go: "Mom, mom."

"I'll beat you to death!" Zhou Pingnan was lying in his son's arms, unable to use his legs and feet, so he could only use his words.

"Mom, I'm sorry." Yan Jianghe gently stroked Zhou Pingnan's back, "You beat me to death. I'll kneel down and let you beat me to death. Calm down first."

Zhou Pingnan was out of breath and tears kept falling, but it seemed that he suddenly vented his energy and exploded, and survived.

The farce finally came to an inflection point, the living room completely stopped, and Yan Laicai also shut up.

The whole family seemed to have been bitten.Zhou Pingnan was hugged and cried by Yan Jianghe, and Yan Jianghe and Yan Tao stood face to face, with very ugly expressions on their faces.Yan Laicai stood guard at the door of the bedroom, pretending to be a white-haired statue.

Yan Tao looked at Yan Jianghe for a while, then walked over and pulled Zhou Pingnan over, and said to her, "Go first."

After Yan Tao finished speaking, he looked at Yan Jianghe again, frowning deeply: "You go first."

Yan Jiang He Dingran would not leave, so he stood at the door and watched as his father brought his tearful mother into the house.Seeing Yan Laicai staggered to make way on the ground, it hesitated for a while, and then slipped in through the crack of the door when Yan Tao came back to close the door.

In fact, Yan Jianghe should kneel on the ground, banging thousands of times.

Yan Jiang and He Fang stood there for a while, but Zhou Pingnan hit hard. Now that he has recovered, his flesh is burning with pain.

Yan Jianghe went into the bathroom to wash his face, and came out to tidy up the battle scene at the door.He also wrapped the broken shoehorn in a plastic bag twice and threw it into the trash can.

Why did Yan Jiang clean up the tea table again?Through a door, he could hear thin voices and low whimpers from the inner room.

After everything was packed, Yan Jianghe sat on the sofa with a blank mind.He doesn't regret it, he just feels distressed.

Yan Jianghe didn't know how long he sat, the sunlight coming in from the window shifted, and the brilliance became dimmer and dimmer.The voices in the room gradually disappeared.

The bedroom door finally rang, and it was Yan Tao who pushed the door and came out.Yan Jianghe turned his head to look over, and saw that Yan Tao's footsteps stopped obviously.

Yan Tao paused for seven or eight seconds before closing the door and walking up to Yan Jianghe. He looked down at his son, "You didn't leave?"

Yan Jianghe raised his head to meet Yan Tao's gaze, his expression already indicated - how could I leave?

Yan Tao sighed deeply, went to the cabinet and found the medicine box, put it on the coffee table, and pushed it under Yan Jianghe's eyes.

Yan Jianghe was stunned, and asked his father, "What's wrong?"

Yan Tao didn't speak, turned around and entered the room, came out again after a while, and handed Yan Jianghe a mirror.

Yan Jianghe could tell that this was Zhou Pingnan's mirror.It should be that Yan Tao entered the room just now, and walked up from Zhou Pingnan's dressing table.

Yan Jianghe took the mirror and looked at it, and saw that there was a thumb-sized cut on his left cheekbone, and the blood scab had formed.

It must have been scraped by someone who didn't know how to do it just now, but Yan Jianghe didn't notice it, and didn't feel the pain.

Yan Jianghe took out the disinfectant and cotton, rubbed it in front of the mirror a few times, and then picked up a band-aid and stuck it on his face: "Dad, how is my mother?"

Yan Jianghe took a look at Yan Tao, and found that Yan Tao was leaning on the back of the sofa with his eyes closed, with a tiredness on his face that he couldn't bear to see.

Yan Jianghe said: "Dad, beat me up even if you are angry, don't be angry."

After Yan Jianghe finished speaking, he recalled that his request seemed a bit difficult.Yan Jianghe grew up, in the 30 years before his parents, Yan Tao never hit him.It was Zhou Pingnan who sang bad faces.

Sure enough, Yan Tao turned his head and opened his eyes to look at Yan Jianghe: "Why should I hit you? Is it useful to hit you? You are thirty, not thirteen."

Yan Tao sighed: "Besides, even if you are thirteen, beating you is useless."

Yan Jianghe was speechless.

Yan Tao touched the teapot on the table, the tea was already cold: "Your mother is fine, tired from crying, lie down for a while. Yan Laicai is staying with her in the room."

Yan Jianghe stood up, took the teapot, went to the kitchen to re-boil a pot of hot water, and came back with a new pot of tea.

The scent of tea slowly comes out.The father and son were silent for a while, and Yan Tao suddenly asked, "Have you really thought it through?"

Yan Jianghe stopped pouring tea, and paused for a while before continuing to pour another cup.

"Don't look at your mother urging you sometimes." Yan Tao said, "But we don't really want to force you to get married quickly. We will not force you to have children."

Yan Tao: "I have worked in the hospital all my life, and your mother has been with me for more than 30 years. We have long seen and understood."

Yan Tao: "That's what happens in a person's life. No one can escape birth, old age, sickness and death. The most important thing is to live to make yourself happy."

"Jiang He." Yan Tao said heartily, "You didn't live for us, you have the right to choose. We have always been willing to respect you. But there are no parents in the world who want their children..."

Yan Tao did not continue, some words were really difficult for him to utter.

Yan Jianghe's eyes don't know whether they are too sharp, or too indifferent, but after a while, he still has the time to look at Yan Tao's white hair at the temples: "I know."

"You don't know. If you are not a parent, you don't know the heart of your parents. You know too little." Yan Tao waved his hand, "I'll ask you."

Yan Tao seemed to ask hopefully: "You really can't change?"

Yan Jianghe's heart was tossed and whipped with a soft whip. He asked Yan Tao softly, "Dad, I just fell in love with him. How can I change it?"

"You..." Yan Tao didn't know what to say, he took a deep breath, leaned back on the sofa, and said after a long time, "You go this way, you... ...."

Yan Tao said earnestly: "Jiang He, many things are not as easy as you think. Your mother and I are angry with you, but we are actually more worried about you. Is it worth it for you to do this?"

"It's not a question of whether it's worth it or not." Yan Jianghe pushed the previously poured tea to Yan Tao's side, "I don't have any difficulty or difficulty. This is the truth."

——This is a fact, a fact that has been finalized.it is real.That's all.

Yan Tao looked at the teacup Yan Jianghe pushed over, but never raised his hand to drink it.He was so tired that he had to send Yan Jianghe away: "You go back first, you have to go to the countryside tomorrow. Go back first."

Yan Jianghe also knew that there was nothing to say.He was relieved that his parents didn't get angry at him for any physical good or bad.He is not afraid of others.If Zhou Pingnan still wanted to beat him, that would be even better. The shoehorn was not strong, so Yan Jianghe went to buy an iron rod and handed it to Zhou Pingnan to stew it with her.

As long as Zhou Pingnan can move, it will be fine.

"Go back." Yan Tao continued to chase people away, "Don't worry about your mother, I'm here. You should think about it again, and think it over a few times."

It was hard for Yan Jianghe not to feel shocked.He could hear something from Yan Tao's words.There is nothing gentler than Yan Tao saying something like "Think it over again" at this moment.

——Yan Tao knows how difficult it is for Yan Jiang to open his mouth like this.

Yan Jianghe closed his eyes and stood up: "Then I'll go back first."

"Yeah." Yan Tao still sat still.

Yan Jianghe looked down at the cup of tea on the coffee table, guessing that no one had drunk it.Not only this cup, but the whole pot next to it should not be able to escape the fate of being completely cold again.

In the middle of the afternoon today, a lot of tea was really wasted.Yan Tao's box of Tieguanyin was a high-quality product specially bought years ago, and Yan Tao liked it.

Yan Jianghe walked out of the house, drove on the road, opened the door of his house, took off his clothes, changed the cat litter for Yan Meitong, poured the cat food, and followed the steps in the whole process.

He went into the bathroom to take a shower, and when he came out, it was actually dark outside.

Yan Jiang He Hua took out food on his mobile phone, picked and looked at the pictures, but didn't think which dish was to his liking, so he gave up.

He sat on the sofa and thought about it, and Yan Meitong rubbed his white hair all over his pants, and finally picked up his mobile phone and called Zhou Pingnan.

The call was connected after a few rings, but it was not Zhou Pingnan, but Yan Tao who answered: "Jiang He."

"Dad, I'm still worried, I'll ask again, is my mother okay?" Yan Jianghe said.

"It's okay. Why are you so wordy?" Yan Tao always sighed, "I won't talk about it until you come back from the country. I'll make a bowl of porridge for your mother, and she won't cook when she loses her temper. .”

Yan Jianghe finally forced a smile: "Okay."

Yan Jianghe hung up the phone and walked into the bedroom. He threw the phone beside the pillow and drew the curtains tightly.After fighting for a long time, he was too tired, Yan Jianghe had a sore skin, so he simply went to bed and fell asleep.

Yan Jianghe didn't expect that he could sleep so well. He wanted to take a nap to recover from his fatigue, but he fell asleep until after eleven o'clock at night.

Yan Jianghe woke up and sat on the bed in a daze as if he had been crushed by a ghost.His brain was swollen, and his hair became sour.

Yan Jianghe slowed down for a while, went to wash his face, poured another glass of water, and finally felt better.He picked up Yan Meitong with one hand and went back to the house, took the mobile phone with the other hand, and was surprised to find that there was a message and a missed call on it.

They are all Zhang Cong.

He didn't hear the phone ring?This sleep is boring, and the work is like a pig.

The call was made after nine o'clock.The message was sent at 10:30: "Are you off work yet?"

Yan Jianghe sighed, threw Yan Meitong to the bed, sat down and replied: "I'm off work, I fell asleep just now, I didn't hear the call."

Yan Jiang didn't count, anyway, within a few seconds after he sent a message, Zhang Cong applied for a video.That speed is like psychic.

Yan Jianghe: "..."

Yan Jianghe clicked his tongue, reached out and rubbed the band-aid on his face, and said to himself in embarrassment: "Why is this brat so sticky? I made a mistake. I knew I would only call yesterday and not video with him."