you have to talk to me

The weather is so beautiful that the sun was shining brightly on the first day of the National Day when autumn is always cloudy and there are southern cities.

Yang Fan, who also had a holiday at the car wash shop, took his grandmother's clothes along with Feng Wenhui and her son Feng Dacheng, and a group of four went to a wetland park next to Hongcheng City to play.Feng Wenhui also prepared a lot of picnics with food and fruit, planning to play for a day.When we got to the place, we found that the park was overcrowded for picnics and there were no placemats for lunch. Everyone went back to the car and ate a little.Not long after eating, the group of grandma clamoring to go home had no choice but to come back.

Yang Fan, who sent off Feng Wenhui's mother and son first, was leading the old lady home, and at the elevator entrance, he saw the green-headed man squatting in front of his house, and almost had a headache for a while.

"What are you doing here?"

Yang Fan's two long legs standing in front of Feng Jimeng stood in front of his eyes.Feng Jimeng raised his head and looked at Yang Fan who lowered his head.The old lady carefully looked at Feng Jimeng from behind Yang Fan, struggling to identify who he was.

Feng Jimeng didn't say anything and didn't show any particular expression, but Yang Fan saw at a glance that he was red and swollen with a left cheek and a scab on his ear with fresh blood.

He touched Jimeng with his toes and said, "Get up, don't sit on the mat. The dog next door has peed on it."

Feng Jimeng stood up and stared at her toes with her head down.

The wrist that has been dry and stretched out is a white jade bracelet that is so white that it makes the hand even more withered.

The old man holding his hand, the old lady with dry but warm palms, smiled kindly at him, "Xiao Lin, you are here, come quickly into the house." Then she turned her head and urged Yang Fan, "Open the door quickly. "

The old lady who Yang Fan opened the door pulled Feng Jimeng to the sofa and sat down. The one who poured water and the one who brought fruit and snacks was attentively peeling oranges for him, "The ones for you are sweet."

The old lady touched his head and pinched Feng Jimeng's arms and looked at him with a kind of love and eyes, "Is it because you have studied too hard recently? You seem to be thin." Then put cakes, nuts and A basket of various snacks was placed in his arms, urging, "Eat more, eat more."

Feng Jimeng knew that the old lady had identified the wrong person, but surrounded by such a group of enthusiasm, he was holding the peeled orange in one hand and the basket in the other, and his right face was also blushing.

Yang Fan brought milk to grandma and muttered dissatisfiedly, "Grandma, you really have some, so I can admit it, I don't know what it looks like."

Suddenly, the old lady grabbed Yang Fan's kind face and conjured up a trick, and immediately turned dark and sternly said to Yang Fan, "Little Lin has come to give you tutoring, if you haven't sat down yet, please sit down."

"Okay, I'll sit down."

Yang Fan put down the milk and sat aside.

"Okay, okay, I won't bother you two while you're studying. When I go shopping for vegetables, I can eat whatever I eat at night..."

The old lady was talking about buying vegetables, but she never remembered the name of the dish, and she went around twice and forgot what she was going to do.Yang Fan interrupted her. The old lady who led her to the room was already sleepy. Yang Fan coaxed her to take a nap without much effort.

When Yang Fan came out, Feng Jimeng was gone, but he was sitting on the balcony in the living room on the cool chair he used to sit on.

Building No. 6 is the last one. Yang Fan’s balcony has an unobstructed view to the south. Under the eyelids, there are a few old streets that have not been demolished. Next to it is Feng Jimeng’s place. Hongzhong’s farther away is Hongzhong’s back. There is a short mountain called Hongyun Mountain.Sometimes when the weather is clear, even the trees on the mountain can be seen clearly.

Yang Fan took a can of beer from the refrigerator and went to the balcony with a stool.He followed Feng Jimeng's eyes and looked out in a direction. In the afternoon, the sun shone on the hillside, and when the wind blew, the mountain forest turned into an ocean, and the leaves were green and shimmering.

"The scenery is very nice." Yang Fan opened the beer can and the bubbles came out. He quickly took a sip and sighed comfortably, "This house is the balcony that I have my eyes on."

Feng Jimeng turned to look at Yang Fan, "Also, do you have a drink?"

"It's in the fridge, get the Coke yourself."

Feng Jimeng wasn't there either, and politely went to the refrigerator to get a can of beer.Yang Fan glared at the beer can in his hand, Feng Jimeng who didn't say anything in the end looked really, really bad.

"Let me tell you, you don't believe me that you will be shaved when you go home with this hair."

Feng Jimeng silently held the beer can with both hands, and lowered his head, drinking in small sips.

"Go and dye your hair back tomorrow."

"Also, the ear bones are fragile and there are too many things hanging on them, so remember to take off all the accessories after physical education class."

Feng Jimeng drank half a can of beer in one breath, and her cheekbones on both sides were quickly stained with a layer of blush.

He kept that posture motionless and said in a low voice, "My dad is back."

Yang Fan looked into the distance, and when he heard this, he squinted at Feng Jimeng's, and spoke.

"It's been more than half a year since my dad came back from the Spring Festival, and he didn't take this place as his home when he came back. He's in Shenzhen...he still has a home."

"My mother never divorced him for many years, so he hates my mother."

"I lived with him for a while when I was young, and then he let me and my mother come back. When I was in junior high school, he came home again and took me away. I lived with that woman. They just had a daughter. I didn't want to be there ... I just came back."

Feng Jimeng still remembered that when his father asked him to call that woman auntie, he kept his mouth shut and didn't speak.Turning his back, he heard that woman lost her temper with his father and wanted his father to send him back to his hometown.His father comforted him by saying that the child who just saw her was not used to it, let her be nice to him, and finally he would recognize her.He also said that if the child recognized her, it would be easier for him to divorce the child's mother.

From then on, he began to act like his father hated most, changing his appearance, provoking large and small conflicts, causing his father to have a "new home", and he was sent back in less than a semester, but this made his mother Very angry.

From He Xianglan's point of view, if Feng Changxiong liked Feng Jimeng, he would also like her more, instead of leaving her in his hometown like this and never caring about her except for some money.Feng Jimeng didn't tell her that his father had already given birth to a woman and a child.

In the early years, He Xianglan always hypnotized the man who was young and homeless. One day she had a husband who would return to the family, but soon she began to notice that there were clues about her husband, but she knew that there was a newborn Having a child is actually having a second child there.

Feng Changxiong thought he was fearless, but he was completely defeated. He Xianglan's brain seemed to suddenly open up, and he collected evidence of his cheating. He resolutely refused to divorce. He threatened him with exposure and bigamy. That's when Feng Changxiong discovered that there was a good-for-nothing at home. A woman is not a sick cat but a tigress.

Feng Jimeng drank all the beer cans and squeezed his face completely red from his forehead to the bottom of his neck where the exposed wrist was also redder than usual.His skin is very fair, not the delicate and fair skin of Asians, but similar to the whiteness of Caucasians.There are moles under the earlobe and in the clavicle fossa, which are conspicuous. If you get closer, you can see a few light brown spots on the cheekbones.But now, whether it is a mole or a small spot, they are all submerged in a bright and crimson color, and even the eyes become red as if they are about to cry.

Yang Fan took down the empty can in his hand, "Are you drunk? Just dump a can like what other people drink."

Feng Jimeng suddenly turned around and smiled at Yang Fan.

"I'm not drunk."

"Look at your face like a monkey's ass."

"It's the same for me when I take a sip."

"That means you don't metabolize alcohol well and don't drink it in the future."

"Ah."

Yang Fan, who was silent for a while, also placed the two shrunken beer cans side by side in a corner of the balcony.

"Adults have problems that have nothing to do with you. Don't carry such a heavy burden of thought. Whether your parents are separated or not, you should be more careful. It is they who choose you to have a life. If you have a life, there is no need to choose others. Those who recite it as if they are under pressure."

Yang Fan patted Feng Jimeng on the shoulder, "Just live well with your mother and leave your father alone. At least your mother still loves you."

Feng Jimeng blinked slowly, then shook her head and said quietly and calmly, "No, my mother doesn't love me either."

In the past, Feng Jimeng also thought that his mother loved him, although he had a mother who was not so good at taking care of others and did not often cook for him. When he was young, he often took the anger from his father on him, but he Believe that mom is loving him there.No, the mother doesn't love him who has children, he has a mother, it's just that he doesn't know how to express, he's not mature enough, he's not smart enough.Love is instinctive but loving properly takes a lot of learning.And his mother is just a rural woman who graduated from elementary school. The most difficult thing for her is to study.Feng Jimeng has always said this to herself, if his mother doesn't love him, how can she never blame him for making mistakes, and how can she keep buying things for him.

But lies always, will be exposed one day whether it is someone else's deception or self-deception.

The next time his father came home, as always, he attributed the responsibility for his son's depravity to the mother, and angrily expressed his complete disappointment with the son.

His mother said to have another one.

The family reunites when the second child is brought to her husband.She doesn't make trouble anymore, forget about her previous affairs, as long as the man doesn't bring someone home, she turns a blind eye to the child, and invites a special teacher to teach it.

The second one must be able to teach well.She didn't have the eldest son, and if she didn't know how to bring up another son with experience, she would know.Those who let their children learn foreign languages ​​and piano will send their children abroad, and the Feng family has descendants, and those blessed by the ancestors will definitely produce outstanding talents.

She is just forty, and she can still have some natural pregnancy, but artificial insemination. She has learned about artificial insemination, and some can make twins. Maybe she can give him another pair of sons at that time.

At that time, Feng Jimeng was in his own room upstairs and heard a conversation coming from the window of the study downstairs.He wondered if they even knew what he was going to hear. He had a room just above the study.But maybe they didn't even think about it because they didn't care if he heard it or not.

Feng Jimeng thought that he would collapse, but he didn't, and what he thought about later was that he already knew the fact that his mother didn't love him.

Hearing those words, his only thought was——

That woman is so pathetic.