Old Movies of the Republic of China II

The second master casually took the food, Xu Lang carefully observed his father's expression, afraid that he would drive him away if he was unhappy.

Maybe his gaze was too eager, Second Master frowned and said displeasedly: "Why are you watching me if you don't eat? Get out if you look again."

Xu Lang responded happily, bowed his head and chomped down on the rice.

The second master didn't have a good appetite, so he put down his chopsticks without eating much, "Is this battle going to be fought? Why do you come back every three days?"

Xu Lang said: "I was going to the capital, but something happened to the commander-in-chief's mansion, so the major general changed the itinerary."

It is not necessary for Xu Lang to say that the second master also knew why Zhang Zheng came back, he just felt disdainful from the bottom of his heart, for such a dignified major general, he even ignored his business because of the things he kept at home, which shows that he is useless.

Xu Lang returned to Fengtian in the early morning, took a bath in the commander's mansion, was dragged to Xianggongtang by Hou Xiao and others, and ran all the way with the rickshaw. Walking by himself, he actually asked, "You...how did you go to that kind of place?"

The second master said indifferently: "Which kind of place?"

"That's, that's..." Xu Lang whispered, "Do you like men?"

As soon as the words came out, Xu Lang waited for his father's answer with a beating heart.He didn't know whether what he wanted to hear was affirmation or negation. There was always an invisible gap between him and his father. He had worked hard for many years but still failed to fill this gap. The turning point in the relationship——As for what kind of turning point it is, Xu Lang is still ignorant.

"What you like, what you don't like."

The second master turned a blind eye to his son's anxiety, just like his usual attitude.

Xu Lang stammered, "I just, just want to know you better."

The second master raised an eyebrow in novelty, the thin lips on his pale and bloodless face were rarely healthy red after a meal, he hooked his lips, "You know what I do?"

Xu Lang's eyes widened: "You are my father, of course I want to know you better."

The second master looked at him blushing because of his excitement and looked at him with a thick neck. He said, "I'm not your biological father, I can only be regarded as your adoptive father. You don't need to know me too well. You are in your 20s, and it's time to be independent."

The word "independence" was a heavy blow to Xu Lang, which meant the severance of the "father-son" relationship, that the second master never took so many years of mutual companionship seriously, and it also meant that... he There will be no more food for the little secret thoughts in the heart.

Xu Lang may not eat real food, but his delusions are extremely greedy.

The second master said: "I know you are filial, so let me buy you another house, you can marry a wife and have children, and live your own life." The second master added: "Come back often to serve me, Wives and children are important, but to you, the most important person should be me."

Even if it's such an unreasonable thing, the second master can say it calmly.

Xu Lang was startled and angry, he couldn't believe that his father wanted to send him away like this, but there was still a little joy in his heart - at least he wasn't completely indifferent, and still had nostalgia for him.

Xu Lang: "I don't want a wife, and I don't want children."

The second master was surprised, and said: "Why, you are not interested in women? This is not good, it's fine for the young lady to just play around, and you can't delay the important things in life."

Xu Lang's forehead throbbed, "Then why don't you marry a wife?"

The second master said: "I don't need it."

Xu Lang took a breath: "I don't need it either."

The conversation between father and son reached a stalemate. The second master pondered for a long time, then shook his head and said, "Since you don't want to, I won't force you either. You like Bailing? I can redeem him."

Xu Lang couldn't laugh or cry at his father's generosity, he just felt that the young man looked a little like him...but he couldn't say that, he could only say: "I don't like him, it's just a misunderstanding."

The second master nodded and stopped probing - he was ready to break Xu Lang's leg.

Xu Lang was about to say something when there was a knock on the door in the courtyard.

Xu Lang was surprised by this, as few guests came to their house.He hurried to open the door, and was even more surprised when he saw the person standing outside the door——

"Major General?!"

The young general's face was as cold as frost, and there was an unmistakable anger in his pitch-black pupils.

He passed Xu Lang and strode into the room.

Standing outside the door was a group of soldiers that Xu Lang was familiar with. Hou Xiao shrugged at him, showing a helpless smile: "Xu Lang, your father is really not simple."

Hou Xiao really regretted leaving the Guanguan after Xu Lang.

Xu Lang was confused: "What happened to him?"

He didn't care about listening to Hou Xiao's answer, and rushed into the room. Zhang Zheng and his father stood and sat one by one, and the atmosphere was tense.

Xu Lang said, "Dad?"

Second Master suddenly smiled: "Major General Zhang, please sit down."

Zhang Zheng's ice-sculpted face remained unmoved, and he said coldly, "Tell me where Qinghe is, and the conditions are up to you."

Xu Lang's first thought was that his father tied up Qing He?

The second master was still lazily sitting cross-legged on the kang, with one arm supporting the kang. It was a lazy posture that he didn't want to use any strength. Xu Lang was familiar with it, but what he was facing was not someone else, but Zhang Zheng is the master of Fengtian.

Xu Lang urged: "...Dad?"

The second master ignored his son's eyes, and said leisurely: "Major General Zhang is joking? Brother Ling disappeared, what does it have to do with me? Why did you ask me for help?"

Zhang Zheng's gaze was even colder, and the words he spit out were mixed with icicles: "You know it well."

Xu Lang wanted to cover his father's mouth. He knew his father very well. If he was in the right mood to show some kindness when others begged him politely, but if the other party was aggressive and condescending, then his father's reaction would definitely not satisfy him. .

To Xu Lang's surprise, the second master just smiled, and then took out a note from the cabinet on the kang—Xu Lang remembered that his father was writing something on the paper when he brought the food, and it was this note. Paper, "Major General, I believe you will not forget."

Zhang Zheng was silent for a few seconds, then took the note from his hand.

The door was still open, and the uninvited guest had left.

The second master glanced at his son, "Is there anything you want to ask?"

Xu Lang numbly shook his head, he didn't want to ask, let alone get an answer.

The second master nodded in satisfaction and said, "You haven't finished eating yet, the food will be cold later."

Xu Lang climbed onto the kang like a walking corpse, chewing, swallowing, and his eyes never fell on his father, let alone met his eyes.

This kind of reaction makes the second master unhappy. When he is unhappy, he always has to toss others, and he can never digest it alone in his heart: "Are you afraid?"

Xu Lang was confused: "What?"

Second Master pursed his lips.

Xu Lang woke up like a dream: "No! I just, just can't accept it for a while."

In just a few hours, he experienced a huge change in his perception of his father. He used to like men, didn't lack money and didn't need to "retire" himself, and he was hiding a huge and dangerous secret.Xu Lang felt that he was too naive in the past, thinking that the gully was getting shallower, and that as long as he worked hard, it would be filled one day.The truth is embarrassing, and Xu Lang realizes that he once lived a false life.

Seeing Xu Lang absent-minded all afternoon, Second Master's eyebrows became tighter and tighter.

"come over."

Xu Lang didn't hear it.

The second master gritted his teeth: "I'll say it!"

The tall young man awkwardly sat on the Luohan couch not close to the kang, and the second master's face became even more ugly, "Who are you showing off to? If you can't stand it, get out, no one is stopping you!"

Xu Lang blinked slowly.

His reaction made the second master even more angry, and smashed the cup of tea he had made in cold water to the ground together with the tea leaves. The loud "bang!" made Xu Lang wake up suddenly, stood up all of a sudden, and hurriedly said: "Father, you didn't hurt your hand, did you? I'll clean it up right away and make you a cup of tea."

The second master said angrily: "Who wants to drink the tea you made! Do you want me to freeze to death!"

"Ah?" Xu Lang asked in surprise, "I used cold water?"

His slowness made the second master even more angry, he didn't want to see Xu Lang like this, this was not Xu Yanshu's son.

After Xu Lang was at a loss, he could only sigh, and said with restraint: "I'm going to boil some hot water, just wait for a while."

He meant that he didn't want to talk about it.

The second master sneered: "I dare not trouble you."

That being said, when Xu Lang really brought out the tea brewed in boiling water, he just watched it coldly and didn't smash another teacup.

Perhaps this has something to do with Xu Lang using his favorite tea set.

"Father, I'm not afraid," Xu Lang said sadly while sitting on the other side of the kang table, "I'm just sad. I thought I did well enough, but I don't know if you still don't believe me, or keep it from me."

The second master never liked to hear people criticize, and he never felt obliged to explain to the adopted little beggar the way of making a living that he didn't like, but in the silly son's humble accusation, he actually felt a little guilty: He didn't go home as soon as he arrived in Fengtian, and he almost cut ties with him and kicked him out. Isn't it a bit hurtful to say what my business has to do with you at this time?

The second master cleared his throat, and said earnestly: "Father didn't tell you, of course I have my reasons. You are still young and don't understand what father thinks."

Xu Lang smiled wryly: "I'm in my 20s. It's not once or twice that I was born and died on the battlefield. Maybe I won't be able to come back one day. You still don't want to tell me anything. Do I even have the right to be a ghost?" nothing?"

Bitter meat tricks must be bitter tricks.

The second master ignored the pain in his heart again. Several famous doctors in Fengtian City said that his heart was not suffering from a disease. This was just an illusion.He issued an alarm to himself, explaining that the silly son just wanted to pry into his secrets, which is the despicable part of human nature—maybe he is smarter than he thinks, and wants to benefit from it—he can’t be fooled, and he can’t be fooled by the disappointment on his face confuse.

"Okay, don't be a jerk, it doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, I will tell you when there is a suitable time in the future."

Second Master's self-conceited appeasement did not have the expected effect, the silly son gave a wry smile, got off the kang and left.

The second master looked at his back in disbelief, the silly son's wings are so hard that he dared to leave without answering his words? !Walk!See how long you can last!

Second Master thought angrily.

He grabbed the front placket, bowed and shrunk.

The second master told himself that he didn't need such a stupid son, there were plenty of smart boys out there, as long as he thought about it, wouldn't it be easy to raise a child into the way he likes?Obedient, obedient, never talk too much, let alone turn around and leave without answering his words.

There was a sharp pain in his chest, and the second master was struggling to breathe. He tore off the quilt to wrap himself up, curled up inside, and waited for the seemingly endless pain to disappear.

will always disappear.

It hurts for a while, it doesn't matter.