you have to talk to me

Feng Jimeng pushed open the door of the house, there was abnormally no mahjong and women playing in the house, and the sound was filled with the smell of food.He was stunned at the door for a while, and then saw his mother coming out of the kitchen wearing an apron, with her hands raised on her chest, and her fingers were stained with flour.

She saw Feng Jimeng smiled first, and her voice was gentle, "Mengmeng, your father is back, and you are now in the study."

"Ah."

"Go and say hello to your dad."

Feng Jimeng nodded, changed her shoes and walked towards the stairs.

In fact, he knew his father was back the moment he opened the door.It's just a possibility that this happens because the mother is not on the mahjong table but in the kitchen.

When he reached the stairs, he called out to the study, "I'm back."

In the study, someone was on the phone, but there was no response through the door.Feng Jimeng returned to her room and waited until dinner.

There were three of them sitting at a long table, half-occupied, but richly covered, with a perforated tablecloth, and well laden with food, and before them stood imports, bone china dishes, and shiny silver cutlery.Bright, there are dozens of chandeliers, some are solemn and solemn, some food seems to be afraid of giving off heat, some are placed on the table, and there are plastic samples that look like they are placed in the window.

Feng Changxiong saw Feng Jimeng's green color at a glance, with hair and lip rings, so he frowned and stared at Feng Jimeng without saying a word since he sat on the table.

Feng Jimeng just buried her head in eating and habitually turned a blind eye to his father.He Xianglan's cooking skills are very good, compared to being invited from home, any nanny can do a good job, only Feng Jimeng seldom eats it.

"What's wrong with Feng Jimeng with your hair?"

Feng Jimeng didn't look up and didn't speak.During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the lip ring was worn for a week, and the swelling has just subsided, and the wound has not healed yet. He is not used to wearing a lip ring for eating and chewing.

"It's still your mouth."

"One of your students, do you know?" Feng Changxiong slapped the table suddenly, a pot was too full, chicken soup swung out from the side of the bowl, "Tell me, what's going on in your head What?"

Feng Changxiong had already given up on this, it was useless, the eldest son had it, but he could come up with some new tricks every time, and he couldn't even let him be his father, calm down and even look at him a few times.Feng Changxiong often suspects that Feng Jimeng doesn't have him at all, but there is no doubt that he has a child, looks like his mother but has a genetic identification.Feng Jimeng's uselessness is only due to his inheritance, the other half is too inferior.

Married to He Xianglan, he is wise and mighty, and there is only one in his life, a failure.But Feng Jimeng, when he was born, made him write on impulse, and if he failed, he would lose the opportunity to correct it forever.Seeing these two girls together, he just felt a pain in his head.

"Feng Jimeng is dumb because of you." Compared with his appearance, Feng Jimeng's attitude is even more unbearable for him.

Feng Changxiong squeezed his hands to wipe his hands, and the towel hit Feng Jimeng's face easily.On the chopsticks, the food was smashed, and the towel fell in front of her eyes. On the plate, Feng Jimeng put down the chopsticks, put her hands on her lap, and looked down at the white towel without saying a word.

He Xianglan wiped the tabletop and said, "Oh, there are children at this age, don't they pursue fashion? It's no big deal. Don't be angry if something happens, and eat."

But He Xianglan didn't care, Feng Changxiong almost suspected that the two had colluded and wanted to piss him off.

"No, what's the big deal, what's the matter? Then what are you talking about? He was last semester's final exam. It's no big deal, what's the matter? A high school student has dyed hair, tattoos, or wears something on his ears and mouth? He What are you going to do? Do you want to sell alcohol in nightclubs like you did before?"

He Xianglan didn't speak, and she had no expression on her face, and she was leisurely picking up vegetables with her chopsticks.

"Or you have me to provide you with good food and drink, you have a big house for you to live in, and you have tickets for you to spend, and you have brought the child like this?"

He Xianglan's chopsticks stopped and she gave Feng Changxiong a sideways glance, "I don't know how to take the child, so you can take him there and teach him well, but no, I'm alone, and if my son has him, his surname is Feng or He."

"I take it to teach? I should work hard every day to earn money to defeat you..."

"A man earns money, his wife and children spend money, and who doesn't..."

"As for his little rascal, he looks like I can't take it out, I think it's embarrassing, you are shameless, and I still want..."

"You want face? Haha, what face do you want? You have face. You want face from the crotch. You have no face. If you do less things, do you want me to count for you..."

……

Feng Jimeng didn't eat a few mouthfuls of food, so he pushed the chair and went back to the room numbly and closed the door.

He sat on the ground with his back against the edge of the bed and put on his earphones.

"...I stab them with knives, necks|chop their heads off with axes|blast them to pieces with guns...I'm scared|frightened can't stop me|Kill them, ghosts..."

Because of the poor recording conditions, Yang Fan's voice seemed unfamiliar, and the noise became obvious when the volume was turned up to the maximum and in the background.Accompaniment, the guitar sound is very small, almost only the man can be heard shriveled, roaring, and the lyrics almost burst through the chest, frenzy and anger.

"...I stab them with knives, necks|chop their heads off with axes|blast them to pieces with guns...I'm scared|frightened can't stop me|Kill them, ghosts..."

"...I stab them with knives, necks|chop their heads off with axes|blast them to pieces with guns...I'm scared|frightened can't stop me|Kill them, ghosts..."

Feng Jimeng repeated this song over and over again, he huddled between the bedside table and the bed, hugged his knees at the corner, buried his face in his arms, and his brain sounded, gradually becoming numb amidst the vibrations.

The next day, a family went to live in the countryside, Feng's house.

Last night, the couple's quarrel was like a dream. He Xianglan got out of the car and hugged Feng Changxiong affectionately, talking and laughing all the way with her arms.In the way of old man Feng, although Feng Changxiong was very impatient, he didn't throw He Xianglan away.

It was a harmonious meal, but at the dinner table, the old man got angry because of Feng Changxiong's mobile phone, the notification tone kept ringing, and he had to stop and reply for a while after eating two chopsticks.

The old man dropped his chopsticks, "If you don't want to eat, just get out, don't be an eyesore here."

Feng Changxiong couldn't hold back his face at all, so he said helplessly, "Dad has a job, something."

The old man did not speak with a livid face.

Feng Changxiong had no choice but to put the phone in his pocket.But as soon as the meal was over, he turned his back and went to make phone calls.

It wasn't that they stayed in the country for a long time before going back. On the road, Feng Changxiong was driving, He Xianglan was in the co-pilot, and Feng Jimeng was sitting behind.On the first day of the festival, it is not long from the countryside to the city, and a section of the road is also very blocked, and there is a blockage after a few steps.

As soon as there was a traffic jam, Feng Changxiong took out his phone to reply to messages.After repeating this several times, He Xianglan sat in the co-pilot, and when Feng Changxiong took out the phone again, she reached out to grab the phone and unlock the security lock in one go.The car was still driving slowly, so she opened the door and got out of the car, staggered two steps, dropped her mobile phone onto the road, grabbed her high-heeled shoes, the heels stomped, and suddenly the horns blared behind the car.

Feng Changxiong stared at this scene dumbfounded. After a while, He Xianglan threw the mobile phone back into Feng Changxiong's arms with the junk in his hand, and sat back in the co-pilot to clap his hands.

"Crazy, crazy, your mother is crazy..." Feng Changxiong began to mutter, and then cursed loudly, "Crazy woman, you are a crazy woman..."

He Xianglan threw herself into the driver's seat and grabbed Feng Changxiong, tearing at his collar, "Some of my lunatics are driven crazy by you,... and you find a little bastard who abandoned his wife and son to drive me crazy."

Feng Changxiong stretched out his hand and pushed He Xianglan back to her, yelling angrily, "I want to divorce you, or I will die, and I want to divorce a lunatic like you."

He Xianglan jumped on the driver's seat again, scratched him, pinched his face, and said, "Then you go die now..."

The two fought violently in the car and were blocked from behind, and the car horn was honking wildly.Amidst the noise, Feng Changxiong opened the co-pilot with a slap and fingernails, kicked He Xianglan out of the car door, and then stepped on the accelerator and walked away.

But this long distance didn't mean how far it was. After only driving for two or 300 meters, there was a traffic jam again.

He Xianglan was carrying high heels, her hair was disheveled, she chased after her, she slapped on the car window frantically, and Feng Changxiong refused to open the door.

"Feng Jimeng has you to see what your mother has become..."

Feng Changxiong desperately tried to get Feng Jimeng to find a way to restrain this crazy woman, but at a glance, he could only see Feng Jimeng wearing earphones and staring down at the phone in his hand.

"Damn, is there a normal one."

The traffic jam became a long queue, and this scene suddenly appeared on the road. It happened to be idle, people were watching the excitement, and some enthusiastic people got out of the car and were talking to He Xianglan.

Feng Changxiong didn't care about throwing He Xianglan down on the spot, but he was afraid that it would be difficult if he was seen and photographed, and it would be on the news the next day.He opened the back seat of the car, unlocked it, and tore off Feng Jimeng, with a dark face on the earphones, "Tell your mother to get in the car."

After half an hour, the car drove for more than an hour, and when they arrived home, He Xianglan grabbed the car and refused to get out of the car, and Feng Changxiong was also held back to prevent him from getting out of the car, and the two quarreled and fought again.

Feng Jimeng got out of the car immediately, leaving the couple behind like enemies, and went back to her room.

But not long after, He Xianglan rushed into him directly, pulled Feng Jimeng's ear off the earphones, pulled off an earring along the way, and raised her hand to slap him.

The slap was so hard that the music disappeared from the ears, and the ears were also buzzing.Then he saw tears in his mother's eyes and black eyes.It was bright red, the lips opened and closed accompanied by buzzing, the voice was his mother's, and the words entered his ears intermittently.

"...As long as you don't learn well, your father doesn't want us..."

"...It's just that you don't live up to expectations, and your father looks down on us..."

……

Feng Jimeng raised his eyes and looked indifferently at her with a brain but automatically replaced her with another face.

A man, handsome, but mean, smiling face with an expression that is always relaxed and happy, positive and sunny, with very white and shiny teeth.