The days when I lived with my 18-year-old schoolboy father

Perhaps it was because Qi Yue took good care of Yan Yao during the recess, and he looked like a good father in the new century. Therefore, when the third class was over, the little boy finally calmed down and was willing to talk up.

Yan Yao has a good skin and good looks. When she doesn't lose her temper, she is quiet and well-behaved.

Qi Yue put the half-finished math test notes in front of him, gestured with his eyes, and said: "Follow this, and you will be able to pass the math test."

"Oh." Yan Yao nodded obediently, and took the notebook over.

But as soon as he opened it, facing Qi Yue's handwriting, he looked at the words that were so familiar that they were engraved in his mind, then closed the notebook again, and silently hid it in his schoolbag.

Looking up at Qi Yue, Yan Yao thought for a while and said, "I will learn when I have time."

"What does it mean to study when you have time? Don't be perfunctory."

Qi Yue was obviously dissatisfied with the boy's answer, frowned, dragged out the timetable, tapped the corresponding math class with the tip of the pen in his hand, and said: "Before each math class, and go back every night to set aside an hour, Master all these knowledge points.”

Yan Yao heard the words, looked at the other party innocently, and said honestly: "Yao Yao doesn't really want to study, she doesn't like to go to school."

But I will try my best.

He didn't say the second half of the sentence, only the first half.

This seemed a bit willful, Qi Yue looked at the child with a cold face and remained motionless.Although he has always been a schoolboy with a cold face and no smile, there is still a difference between a habitual cold face and a really angry cold face.

Yan Yao was not afraid of the other party, she looked back calmly, and looked extremely cute.

The two confronted each other for more than a minute, Qi Yue took the lead to suppress his anger, leaned against the back of the chair and looked at Yan Yao sideways, his expression was still indifferent, and asked: "Why don't you learn?"

Yan Yao stretched a little when she heard the words, lay down on the table, leaned her head on the side, looked at Qi Yue, and said in a low voice:

"Yaoyao went to kindergarten when she was a child, and went to school on the first day. She missed her father very much. No children played with me because I couldn't walk. They thought I was weird."

"You can't walk?" Qi Yue asked, frowning.

"Well, I want to use a wheelchair. I miss Dad, but the nurse who followed me was sent by my mother. Mom doesn't like Dad. If I mention Dad, the nurse won't agree. Even if I agree, Mom will have problems with Dad. She thinks I'm too dependent on my father." Yan Yao said slowly word by word.

"What happened later?" Qi Yue subconsciously withdrew his cold expression and asked.

"Later, I told the teacher that I wanted to go home and eat sweets, and I was still crying. The nurse and teacher couldn't coax me, so I called my father."

Yan Yao lowered her head, pinched the small gourd on her wrist and gently twirled her fingers, as if a little embarrassed, and continued:

"Dad was holding a cross-border meeting. If he couldn't leave, he asked Assistant Bai to pick me up. I got the candy at home and felt safe. I stopped crying. Mom saw me at home and drove away without saying a word.

Later, when my father came home, the teacher said that I refused to go to school and wanted to go home to eat snacks. My father seemed very angry and asked the servant to throw my schoolbag into the yard, but he didn't hug me. "

Qi Yue was silent for a while after listening, and asked: "Your father didn't say the reason?"

Yan Yao gave him a strange look, and said:

"Yes. Dad said that there are many people in this world who want to study but can't. He gave me the best conditions to let me go to school, but I don't want to go. If I don't want to go, then don't go for the rest of my life."

As Yan Yao said, she turned her head in another direction, and continued gently and slowly:

"The housekeeper uncle secretly helped me find my schoolbag, and I went to school, and my test scores have always been good. I know what my father said is right, but I just don't like going to school, and I don't like going to school when I grow up. "

"What nonsense, you didn't tell him that you came home because you missed him, not because of snacks, or any reason you hate going to school?" Qi Yue frowned.

Yan Yao shook her head, "No, I was stupid when I was a child. When my father got angry, I was so scared that I couldn't say anything. Later, when I grew up, I knew what was going on, so I didn't want to say anything."

Qi Yue fixedly looked at the back of the child's head, stretched out his hand, and rubbed Yan Yao's soft hair slightly vigorously, and said, "You still blame him in your heart."

Otherwise, it would not be obvious that I went to school obediently and my grades improved. After so many years, I still insisted that I "don't like going to school".

What can a four or five-year-old remember, but a child remembers it so clearly, obviously he was hurt, otherwise he wouldn't have remembered it for so long.

Yan Yao was rubbed on the head, but she didn't resist, she just lay quietly on her side.

He and his father had always had some estrangement that could not be solved with words face to face, even on the day of Yan Qingcheng's death, Yan Yao never thought of speaking out to anger his father.

His personality is completely different from Yan Qingcheng's, with a sensitive mind, some details that he cares too much, Yan Qingcheng will not notice, this is a deviation in cognition and temperament, Yan Yao did not expect his father to understand, as he often does I can't understand his father either.

Yan Qingcheng is a good father, but he may not be a good son.

I told Qi Yue this time because Qi Yue had no memory and didn't know the truth that Yan Yao was his son, otherwise the brat wouldn't have said it even if he was killed.

Yan Yao lay on the ground for a while, then turned her head, looked at Qi Yue who was pensive, and asked, "Are you still angry?"

Qi Yue asked back: "You said this to explain why you don't like studying, so that I can calm down?"

"En." Yan Yao responded in a small way.

But before Qi Yue was happy, the child added another sentence: "It is also to let you not waste your energy helping me with tutoring. I am self-willed and ignorant. I know that learning opportunities are hard to come by. I still go my own way and don't understand my parents. painstaking, heartless."

His voice was very soft, but Qi Yue could hear it very clearly. For a moment, it seemed that countless words that were light but heavy as a thousand weights were repeatedly drilled into Qi Yue's ears repeatedly.

There are four words that come and go.

Heartless.

Yan Yao didn't show any signs of distress, she was still very well-behaved, but Qi Yue seemed to see another smaller child squatting quietly inside the child's body, with the same expression on his face.

Qi Yue's tightly knit eyebrows loosened before he knew it, and his thinned lips were no longer pursed into a straight line. He thought for a while, approached Yan Yao, and whispered:

"I don't know what your father thinks, but I am very sure that you are a good boy and very sensible. Don't say that about yourself."

Qi Yue has always been taciturn and not close to others. This is the first time he praised someone so much, but he didn't feel any sense of disobedience. Even in his eyes, Yan Yao was originally a child, and a very well-behaved child.

After hearing this, Yan Yao was about to refute, but her cheeks were pinched.

Qi Yue stared at him condescendingly, and warned: "Don't try to fool me. I have eyes to see whether you are good or bad. If you want to lose your temper, you can lose your temper. Are you afraid of becoming a fool if you hold it back?"

Yan Yao was originally good-natured, but after being dealt with like this, his temper came up, as if to prove how bad he was, he turned his head and grabbed Qi Yue's wrist, and bit the tiger's mouth hard.

The child had two small pointed canine teeth, and he bit people quite fiercely, and soon left two blood-colored tooth marks on the tiger's mouth on Qi Yue's right hand, which were curved, almost like a crescent moon.

Qi Yue didn't get angry, he glanced at the cute tooth marks indifferently, and stretched out his hands to pinch the child's face.

The force used is very light.

Yan Yao was embarrassed to lose her temper, she threw away her hands, and said sullenly: "You obviously think the same way, you don't like people who don't study hard."

Qi Yue put his hands behind his head, stared at the child, and said, "I think the same as your father, but I don't think I'm absolutely right. Different people live in different environments, and their thoughts will be different."

"Your father wants you to study hard, which is also an expression of love for you, but he used the wrong method."

"You know you used the wrong method?" Yan Yao stared at Qi Yue accusingly.

In my previous life, I didn't wait for you to say soft words to coax my son. Now I don't know that I am scolding myself, but I am very good at self-reflection.

The little beast in Yan Yao's heart was scolding his father with his hands on his hips, but the father didn't realize it, and was still helping to scold him.

After hearing this, Qi Yue really suggested: "If you want to know why I have the same thoughts as your father, I can take you out of school to have a look."

The little man who was jumping in Yan Yao's heart suddenly stumbled, and asked blankly: "What are you going to see?"

"Didn't I just say that different environments create different people, look at the environment I live in." Qi Yue said frankly.

Yan Yao hesitated for a moment, then nodded slowly.

So, after school was over at noon, Yan Yao talked to the assistant sent by Zhong Changsheng, and followed Qi Yue to leave the school.

He walked slowly, so Qi Yue slowed down to cooperate with him.

Occasionally, because Yan Yao is not used to walking and almost falls when she kicks a rock, Qi Yue will pick him up quickly.

Qi Yue got on the bus with Yan Yao, and seeing the child blushing from the heat, he found a seat for him and stood beside him to watch over him.

Yan Yao raised her head to look at the other party, but she could only see the beautifully lined chin.

He gently tugged on Qi Yue's clothes, and waited for someone to look down, before he said: "It's the first time I go out and hitch a ride by myself."

"Do you usually pick up and drop off?" Qi Yue asked.

"Yeah. I couldn't walk before, so I couldn't go out by myself. It's cured this year, and I can't walk very smoothly." Yan Yao said.

"Tell me when you're tired." Qi Yue raised his hand to cover the child's head, and gently touched the two round hair curls.

There is a saying in the countryside that the two whirling children are more aggressive and stubborn.But this one in front of him is obviously not lethal, and he is angry because he is sad, and loses his temper like a toothless little tiger.

After sitting on the bus for more than two hours, Qi Yue got out of the bus with Yan Yao until they arrived at the suburb of Lingcheng, the next city.

Yan Yao was a little motion sick, her pretty face was only snow-white, but she still insisted on getting out of the car and walked for a while.

Qi Yue stopped the man, took out a water cup to feed him, and then raised his hand to wipe his sweat, but his movements were not very skilled and his strength was not well controlled, which wiped the child's tender forehead red.

Yan Yao didn't mind either, obediently drank a few sips of water, and shook her head.

Qi Yue simply squatted down, and picked up the limp little brat on his back.

He was tall and well built, with broad shoulders.

Yan Yao just lowered her head and rubbed her eyes, when she was suddenly pulled onto her back, her feet lifted off the ground, and she quickly put her arms around Qi Yue's neck.

There is a big difference in body size between the two, and the carrying is quite harmonious, almost no different from an adult carrying a child.

Yan Yao looked at his father's side face for a while, and knew that walking was also a drag, so she lay down peacefully.

The destination of Qi Yue's walk was a dilapidated orphanage with a very small area.

He carried Yan Yao in for a stroll, but didn't see the dean, so he took Yan Yao to a small cubicle on the second floor, stood at the door, and motioned Yan Yao to look inside.

Yan Yao looked in obediently.

There were more than a dozen children squeezed together inside, but there were only two quilts, and they slept on straw mats spread on the floor.In addition to this straw mat, all that is left in the room is a wooden table filled with courses and clothes, a kettle, and several wooden cups.

Qi Yue waited for Yan Yao to finish watching, and then took him to look at other places. Without exception, the environment was very simple.

Without staying here any longer, Qi Yue put a thick envelope in the dean's room and left.

"This is where I grew up. I lived here before I was ten years old. You can see that the environment in the center of the city is very different from here, but it is indeed in the same city. These children are black households brought by the old dean from the countryside. , he is old, and he doesn’t even know how to seek support from the society.”

"I broke my head when I was ten years old, and was rescued by an old man from a side branch of the Qi family. I can't remember anything. When I remembered, the old dean had passed away, which happened last week."

"You gave the envelope to the new dean, is it money?" Yan Yao asked in a low voice.

"Well. The money and cards are enough for them to rebuild an orphanage. After a while, someone will come to take those children to apply for household registration and arrange them to go to school."

After Qi Yue finished speaking, he took Yan Yao to the nearby community.

This is a village in the city, the buildings are relatively old, and the various store facilities are not as complete as the city center.

Qi Yue took Yan Yao through the oily and smoky small restaurants, through the Internet cafes mixed with fish and dragons, through the dirty construction sites... Finally, they stopped at the entrance of the local middle school.

"The places I took you to just now are all places where I used to work part-time. I was a waiter, a network administrator, or even moved bricks. Before I formally studied or before I was an adult, if I want to be independent, I can only do these things."

"Enrollment changed everything. If I hadn't studied, I might have never known that I was talented in computers, nor would I know that one day I would be able to start a business with what I learned."

"Yan Yao, different environments make different people. My living environment used to be like this, so I have this idea, but it may not be right. Just like your father had the same idea, and he hurt himself son."

"You are in poor health, there will be many elders who love you, and your family background is not bad, so you don't have to be like me, but you have to know, besides trying to survive, what kind of life do you want?"

"Don't deny yourself just because your father did something wrong or my attitude is not good. If you don't fight for it, how can you have it?"

After Qi Yue finished speaking, he left the middle school with Yan Yao on his back.

On the way to the station, Yan Yao asked to come down and walk.

Qi Yue put him down.

Who would have thought that as soon as the child's feet hit the ground, they would grab Qi Yue's fingers.

Yan Yao turned to face his father, lowered her head, grabbed his father's hand and touched it.

There are many calluses in the rough palm, which is not as slender and flawless as it looks on the surface, and it is exactly the same as the father's hand in memory.

Qi Yue didn't know that he was the future Yan Qingcheng, so he didn't know that when explaining the origin of his thoughts and admitting his mistakes, it was actually Yan Qingcheng who was explaining and bowing to his son.

Yan Yao lowered her head, gently pulled Yan Qingcheng's finger, and said slowly:

"I forgive Dad, and I forgive myself."

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