Qin's father and son

"Hey, Teacher Qin, get out of class is over, let's have a drink or two?" Teacher Wang next to him packed up his things and patted Qin Siqing on the shoulder with a smile.Qin Siqing pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose, slowly wiped the chalk dust on his fingers with a tissue, with a gentle smile on his face, "I won't go, my parents are not at home today, and my son has no one to take care of him."

"Hey, I didn't say that, you are 23 years old this year, and Qin Lang is also four years old, why don't you want to find another mother for Qin Lang. Look at you, the family conditions are good. Many women are eager to marry you What?" Teacher Wang laughed loudly, and Teacher Yang, who was opposite her, looked up and then buried herself in correcting the test paper.

"Home is home, and it's not mine. Who would want to marry a poor teacher like me who suffers?" Qin Siqing smiled and put a bunch of test papers into the bag, "See you tomorrow."

When he came downstairs to pick up his bicycle, Qin Siqing saw Qin Lang standing at the door and looking in this direction eagerly, and when he saw Qin Siqing coming, he ran towards this side with his calves. "Dad, Dad."

Qin Siqing bent down and picked him up. It was almost four o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun had not yet set.The child's face was flushed, as if it had been exposed to the sun, and it was still hot.Qin Siqing asked him, "Why did you come here alone?"

"Grandpa sent me here. Grandpa is chatting with someone." Qin Lang pointed to the car parked under the tree and said.Then he kept twisting in Qin Siqing's arms, feeling a little hot, so he got down from Qin Siqing's arms and ran towards the canteen.

"Aunt Zhang! I want popsicles! I want two!"

The proprietress of the canteen also saw Qin Lang often, and when she saw Qin Lang coming, she smiled and teased him: "Auntie just asked you to come, why didn't you come? Are you shy?"

Qin Lang pursed his mouth and frowned, "You don't look good." The voice was a bit soft, Aunt Zhang didn't hear it, and asked, "What?"

Qin Lang didn't say anything, just took the popsicle and ran away.It happened that Qin Siqing came pushing the cart, and he nodded slightly to the proprietress of the canteen.

The proprietress of the canteen laughed exaggeratedly again: "Oh, Mr. Qin, you really have a good son. I saw that the child has been waiting for you there since he was sent by grandpa."

Qin Siqing just pursed her lips and smiled, and went to chase Qin Lang.

Qin Siqing, who wears glasses, is not ugly at all, on the contrary, he looks more bookish, handsome and fair, and he smiles gently to everyone. At school, both students and teachers like this young teacher who is educated and sensible. .

"Father, hurry up. The popsicles have melted!" Qin Lang stood in front and turned around and shouted. Seeing that Qin Siqing was still slow, he simply stopped running and stood there waiting.

At this time the sun was not strong, but Qin Lang was sweating profusely. Qin Siqing looked at it and felt that his son seemed to be fatter than before.He came to Qin Lang's side and hugged Qin Lang to the back seat, "You can't eat too many popsicles. Throw away one and hold me with one hand. If you fall down, you will die."

Qin Lang felt that his father was really bad, he was so good in front of others, and he was only bad to himself.Then he threw the popsicle away in a fit of anger: "There is another one for Dad to eat!"

"Father doesn't eat." Qin Siqing didn't care about Qin Lang's words, and stepped on the bicycle towards home.

For Qin Lang, he only has grandparents and father, but the word mother is not unfamiliar to Qin Lang at all.

For example, when a group of children are playing, they have conflicts with some of them, and the other children can't scold Qin Lang, so they will talk about Qin Lang's mother, "Qin Lang doesn't have a mother!"

"Yes, yes, Qin Lang must have picked it up, and my mother said so too!"

"Qin Lang is a poor fellow!"

Qin Lang would raise his fist to beat them without saying a word, but in the end, one person was no match for several children's attacks in turn, and Qin Lang was not uncommonly injured.But Qin Lang just didn't cry, and stared at them fiercely, "Son of a son of a bitch!" I don't know who taught him this sentence, but at that time the five-year-old Qin Lang was fluent in swearing.

Every time Qin Siqing hit Qin Lang, every time Qin Lang turned cold-hearted, Qin Lang really felt that he was not his father's child.

Because he doesn't have a mother either.

Qin Lang was thinking, where did he come from?After thinking for a long time, Qin Lang knew the answer when he saw Monkey King in Journey to the West.

He popped out of the rock.

Qin Lang's little sadness didn't persist for a long time, and disappeared on the way to go fishing with a group of children.

Children, no matter how smart and sensitive they are, they are still just children.Don't remember anything.

Grandpa Qin Lang is a businessman, a rough man.But Qin Lang is really very fond of Qin Lang. When he comes back from the outside, he will always bring Qin Lang a lot of food and play, which are things that children in the town rarely see or even have never seen.Grandpa Qin Lang would stay at home whenever he had free time, and he would deliberately spend the whole day driving Qin Lang to the city to play. For no reason, he just said to Qin Lang: "Grandpa, I want to see the city. What's it like here?"

But Qin Lang was disappointed that day, and there was nothing good in the city.

When Grandpa Qin Lang came back this time, he brought two guests, a man in a suit and leather shoes, and a chubby little foreign devil.

I heard that he is a big boss of a company, and he has a good relationship with Grandpa Qin Lang. He happened to bring his son here for a trip these few days, and happened to meet Grandpa Qin Lang.Grandpa Qin Lang was hospitable, so he took him home.

It was the first time Qin Lang saw a foreigner, so he curiously pulled the brown curly hair and the clean little suit of the kid who was not much different from himself. He was the same as his father, only one older and one younger.

"Dad, Dad, is this the little foreign devil on TV?" Qin Lang pinched the face of the little fat man who looked like a doll in front of him. Qin Siqing just wanted to tell Qin Lang to be more obedient, but he frowned when he saw Qin Lang's action Frown.He smiled slightly apologetically at the man beside him: "I'm really sorry, the child is not sensible."

"It's okay, my Tete..." Before the man's words fell, the obedient and quiet doll suddenly rushed towards Qin Lang, and slapped Qin Lang in a non-standard Chinese: "Don't pull my hair !"

Before Qin Lang could react at that time, he was pushed up by this little fat man. His small body couldn't bear it, and he fell unsteadily.When Qin Lang came to his senses, he counterattacked, and the two little dolls fought fiercely, neither giving way to the other.

It was only later that I found out that this little foreign devil was called Shatter.

His biological mother is a foreigner.I heard from his grandfather that he was taken back to China by his father a year ago.Shater is six years old this year, only one year older than Qin Lang.

The two of them didn't know each other, and no one knew how the two little guys played together the next day.

Qin Lang took Xia Te to dig out the bird's nest, go fishing, and play hide-and-seek.In short, I have played everything that Shatter has never played before.

The two little guys were treated differently when they returned home in a dirty suit.

You see, although Qin Siqing still maintains a smile, her eyes are clearly saying: Wait for me.

But Shatter's father knelt down to wipe Shatter's face carefully, and Shatter nestled in his father's arms: "Daddy." Then he said a lot of things that Qin Lang couldn't understand, and heard his grandfather say this is English.

Later, Shatter's father said "yes", and Shatter smiled happily.

Qin Lang stood aside with red eyes, why didn't his father treat him like this?After thinking about it, I went upstairs silently.

Qin Lang was wearing a pair of overalls lying on the floor playing with the toy train, and the train drove slowly on the track.

Qin Lang rested his cheeks and thought.My own destiny is the same as Monkey King.

Monkey King is so pitiful, he has such a bad master.And I have a bad dad.Qin Lang hated Tang Seng, the master of Monkey King, very much during that time.

Qin Lang's discomfort lasted longer than ever before, and his whole body was like a frosted eggplant, wilting.

When Shater came to look for Qin Lang at night, Qin Siqing was reading a book, while Qin Lang was playing with his feet with his head down.He was taught a lesson by Qin Siqing because he was dirty during the day and had a few new scars.

"Qin Lang, let's set off the fireworks." Shater pulled up Qin Lang's clothes to drag them out, Qin Lang pushed his fleshy hands away, "I don't want to go."

"Why don't you go!?" Shater was a little annoyed.He crossed his waist and looked at Qin Lang angrily.

"If I say no, I won't go!" Qin Lang also stood up and yelled at him with his hips crossed, and then ran downstairs slowly.

The next day Qin Siqing went to school early in the morning, and Qin Lang also woke up.

When he went downstairs, his grandfather and Shater's father were chatting and laughing, and Qin Lang walked through the corridor to the room where Shater slept.Shater was still sleeping at this time, and the chubby Shater in cartoon pajamas lay quietly on the bed. Qin Lang thought in his heart that this little foreign devil is really good-looking!No wonder his dad was so nice to him.

Chateau was only here for four days before leaving.

Grandpa Qin Lang said that his father had something urgent to go back.On the day of leaving, Xia Te refused to get in the car, yelling at his father for some reason, but Qin Lang could tell that Xia Te was very angry, he must be arguing with his father.

Later, Grandpa Qin Lang told him that Xia Te was pestering to play here for a few more days, and his father also agreed, but he didn't do it, and the little guy was unhappy.

Shater's coming and going has no feeling for Qin Lang.After all, Qin Lang is still a child, not to mention he has many playmates, so naturally he didn't take it to heart.

After Shater left, Qin Lang was still depressed, very abnormal, he didn't go out to play with children of the same age, and he didn't make trouble at home. He watched Journey to the West every day in front of the TV.

Grandma Qin Lang noticed it, and Qin Siqing also noticed it.Grandma asked Qin Lang distressedly: "Xiao Lang, why don't you go out to play?"

"It's not fun, I want to watch TV." Qin Lang said sullenly, and he didn't know why the little guy was angry. After thinking for a long time, Qin Lang's grandma suddenly realized: Qin Lang must be sad because the child named Xia Te left.

Grandma Qin Lang coaxed Qin Lang for a long time but did not coax Qin Lang back to his previous appearance.

In the evening Qin Lang's grandma fed him, Qin Lang obediently ate half of it and asked grandma: "Grandma, why don't I have a mother?"

Confused by Qin Lang's question, Grandma Qin Lang thought for a while and said, "You have a mother, but my mother has gone far away and can't come back."

"Why didn't you come back?"

Qin Lang that day was like a hundred thousand whys, with many, many questions to ask.

"Because it's too far away, so mom..." Before Grandma Qin Lang finished speaking, Qin Lang jumped off the chair and shouted at grandma: "You are talking nonsense! You are lying!"

Grandma Qin Lang's face turned pale. Is this child... sensible?Can't hide it anymore?

"I jumped out of a rock!"

Qin Lang ran upstairs.Grandma Qin Lang, who was still holding the bowl and chopsticks, was left behind.

And Qin Siqing who just came back to hear the conversation between mother and son.