you have to talk to me

Mr. Feng lives in the countryside, about three to ten minutes' drive from Hongcheng.He is more than ancient, and his body is strong and energetic, but all the old people are exactly the same, conservative and stubborn.

No matter how successful or successful the son is, no matter how much his son wastes his time, the old man is reluctant to part with his one-third of an acre of land, so he gritted his teeth and refused to move to the city.It was his last compromise to agree to renovate the old house.After the old lady passed away, Youcai was persuasive in her daughter-in-law, so she persuaded Youcai to agree to find a nanny to take care of him.

When the mother and son arrived, the old man was tidying up the flowers and plants in the backyard.

He Xianglan asked Feng Jimeng to take the things into the house, she rolled up her trousers and stepped on her high heels and got off the ground, she squatted next to the old man, glanced at the busy kitchen, the woman showed a little daughter acting like a spoiled child.

"Dad, are you and Auntie Jiang getting along well?"

According to He Xianglan, Aunt Jiang was only fifty years old, and she was only a few years older than her, because she called her from her hometown.Since Old Madam Feng passed away, she has been helping Feng's family for several years.

The old man snorted.

"Father, it's been two years since Aunt Jiang's husband passed away, and her son has also married. If you think it's appropriate, can I help you match?"

Hearing this, some old men raised their eyebrows, some held the weeds back to the field, some stood up and walked back, some proposed to He Xianglan to define the sex with two words, "Nonsense."

He Xianglan kicked deep and shallow, and followed, "Where is this nonsense? With Dad, you see, isn't it good to have someone by your side when you are older. Aunt Jiang is only fifty, and she also needs it at this age." A companion, if you are embarrassed, I will speak for you."

The old man stopped suddenly and turned his head to stare at He Xianglan. He has a nose, not a nose, and eyes, not eyes.

"What do you say? Don't be troublesome."

"Are you afraid that Lao Feng won't agree? He is out 360 days a year, so he can't take care of you, or let someone else take care of you? Don't worry, I will convince him for you."

The old man's face was red and dark, and he was angry and embarrassed, "Who do I want to take care of? I don't want to take care of anyone. Can I just die and bury him?"

Seeing that the old man is really angry, He Xianglan doesn't want to go any further.Just when she entered the room, she pulled the old man to see that she was bringing it, and put the neck massager on the old man's neck graciously.

The old man lacked interest and looked on the sofa, Feng Jimeng buried his head and just played with his mobile phone, and yelled at him, "I know how to play with my mobile phone in one day, so I'll play in my room, don't get in my way here, my eyes."

Feng Jimeng looked up at his grandfather and went to the room with his mobile phone.

The old man turned to He Xianglan, "You can tell me what happened."

He Xianglan smiled embarrassingly, "I'm fine, I just brought Mengmeng to see you."

"Then now that I've finished watching, I don't want you to take these things back with you."

The old man unceremoniously issued an order to chase away the guests, so He Xianglan had no choice but to tell the purpose of her trip.

"Dad, Lao Feng hasn't been home for more than half a year. I know he went back to Ning City in August, but he stayed in Ning City for two days and never returned to Hongcheng. No matter how busy he is, he can be busy. Don't you enter the house at the door? You say he thinks I'm not good, it doesn't matter, there is his father and son here. He doesn't want me, but he doesn't even want you and Mengmeng..."

He Xianglan cursed bitterly, but there were two lines of tears streaming down her face.

She immediately choked up, "Now I call him and he doesn't like to answer the phone anymore. I'm a widow at home for him, and he just messes around outside. Don't think I don't know. The mistress has a big belly. Take a look, what is he? thing."

"Mengmeng will be in the third year of high school next year. Some children don't study well, and they don't talk. They just hold a mobile phone all day long. I don't know what he is thinking. I feel sorry for the child. If he becomes like this, it's just that. Because as a father, he has never fulfilled even a little bit of responsibility like a nail shell."

Old Master Feng was sitting on the sofa with He Xianglan crying and complaining.

The old man's face was also quite ugly, and he was silent for a while before he said, "Xiaolan, if you listen to Dad, you agree to divorce Changxiong."

This sentence made He Xianglan stop crying, and she raised her face to look at the old man in surprise.

The old man went on to say, "Whatever you want, how much you want, you tell me, I will make the decision for you, will it make you two suffer? If you want to bring the child, let the child stay. The old Feng family can't treat him badly. I said Forget it."

"Impossible!" He Xianglan stood up and said, "It is absolutely impossible for me to divorce and let those vixen bastards come in."

"Xiaolan, with you, why should you be young..."

"I can't swallow this breath. I've been married to your Feng family for more than ten years. What have I done to apologize to you? Everything wants to drive me away? Why? I don't want to leave. Don't care about those little three, four, and five students. What kind of things did they do? As long as I don't leave, they will not be able to appear on the stage, things."

"I think I'm going to get a divorce, unless I die. It depends on whether Feng Changxiong survives or I survive. If he dares to file a lawsuit, I will reveal all his dirty things and let the whole world know that he is a man. Cheating and messing around with abandoning wives and children, dog things."

He Xianglan vented, slammed the door hard and went out of the house.The old man hurriedly found antihypertensive medicine, swallowed two dry pills, and sat on a chair panting.As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Feng Jimeng standing at the door at some point, holding the phone in his hands, and showing no expression.

The old man glanced at him with no strength and said, "I heard everything."

Feng Jimeng didn't say anything, but found a cup, took a glass of water and brought it to the old man.

He Xianglan went home after lunch, Feng Jimeng was left overnight by the old man, and asked the driver to pick him up directly to school the next morning.

As soon as He Xianglan left, the old man called a van from the village and took Feng Jimeng to the county seat.Feng Jimeng didn't ask why he was going to Hongcheng now, nor did he ask why he didn't take his mother's car since he was going to the county town.After the car shook for a while, the old man asked, "Did your mother beat your head?"

Feng Jimeng shook her head.

"What's the matter?"

Feng Jimeng lowered her head, "Fighting with classmates."

"What to fight with?"

"Umbrella."

"Do you want me to respond to your teacher?"

Feng Jimeng looked out the window, "No need."

The old man sighed and said nothing.The car stopped at the entrance of the county hospital, and the old man took Feng Jimeng to the hospital to have a photo taken. After checking, there was nothing wrong, but the doctor had to treat the wound again.

After coming out of the hospital, the old man took Feng Jimeng into the car and drove him back to the countryside.

"Today is your grandma's 76th birthday. You and I will visit her on her birthday."

Back home, the old man went to the backyard and cut two handfuls of cosmos, stuffed them with Feng Jimeng, and went to the back hill to seal their family and ancestral grave.It is said that the ancestral graves of their family have good geomantic omen. They are backed by mountains and rivers, and they are prosperous. The people have a wealth of wealth. That's why Feng Changxiong was born.

"I'll be buried here when I die. I'll be next to your grandma. Will your father move me to the cemetery?" The old man stepped on the grave, and the weeds were in his hand, and the flowers were placed beside the tombstone.

Feng Jimeng put the flowers on the other side of the tombstone, bowed to the grave twice, and said, "Grandma has me to see you."

For some reason, Grandma Yang Fan suddenly appeared in his mind. The two old ladies looked very different.It may be that people gradually lose their edges and corners during the years, and the old people are more similar to the young people to some extent.

"The old lady has a grandson to visit you, and you have to keep the child safe."

On the way back, an old man was silent on the way and suddenly asked, "I'm 17 years old this year."

"Ah."

"You're eighteen at the beginning of the new year, so you're considered an adult." The old man paused, and when Feng Jimeng came up, he pulled him by the wrist, "The day you were born, in the courtyard, the winter jasmine just opened buds, and you Grandma was so happy when she got the news, no one came back yet, so she took the wedding candy and gave it to the whole village. Born in spring, the child has the head of the four seasons and everything sprouts, which means so much.”

"Humans have thousands of difficulties, just grow up."

Feng Jimeng raised his eyes and looked at the mountains, fields and forests in the mist in the evening, "Grandpa is true, will he be fine when he grows up?"

"Yes, some people become independent when they grow up. They can go wherever they want and do whatever they want. They no longer rely on their parents and friends but on their friends. So you have to change your personality. gregarious."

"Ah."

I don't know who's home, the smell of food floats out along with the smoke, there is a village, and the evening always looks quiet and warm.

"Go home and tell your mother that your father will come back on National Day." When I got home, an old man said, "I am buried in loess up to my neck, and I can't control your father. I and your grandson only recognize you as a grandson." In the future, we will give you everything you want if you want to see it.”

On Monday morning, Feng Jimeng was wearing a gauze head, and as soon as she entered the classroom, she attracted the enthusiastic front desk Hou Wen, caring.

"What happened to your head? Wrestled? Hit a tree?" Hou Wen lowered his voice, glanced at the classroom, and said in the other corner, "Did you meet Zhang Teng?"

After returning from Yang Fan's house wearing a sweater, he finally felt the climate change and changed the t-shirt into a hooded sweater.Feng Jimeng pulled up the hat, tied the tie at the base of his chin, climbed up to the table, and said to Hou Wen, "Stop making noise." After speaking, he buried his face in his arms, and went back to sleep.

Coming from the country this morning, he got up earlier than usual.I chatted with his grandfather the night before, of course it was mainly the old man who talked, and he listened and chatted for most of the night.He is sleepy now, the time.

"Can you fall asleep here?" Hou Wen was a little dissatisfied, emotionally, the whole class was reading English, and Feng Jimeng thought he was noisy.

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Jimeng took out his earphones and plugged his ears firmly.

Feng Jimeng slept through the morning reading and the first class, halfway through the second class, the homeroom teacher came and called the math teacher out, said a few words, then fell asleep, Feng Jimeng called gone.

Everyone in the class watched him go out because it was really strange.Hou Wen immediately poked Jian Hang, "What happened?"

Jian Hang rolled his eyes at him, "How do I know?"

"I think it has something to do with the injury on Feng Jimeng's head." Hou Wen looked mysterious and said, "Did you find out that Zhang Teng didn't come back after going out of self-study early? ..."

Before Hou Wen finished speaking, he was on the podium, and the voice came over, "Hou Wenyou stood up and liked to talk so much. Come and tell me about this question ≥ 3, under the condition that n=3, the probability."

Hou Wen let out a "hiss", thinking it was a bit true.