I want to have a home

The winter night gets dark early, and the night is as thick as ink. The car lights cut through the thick night and illuminate the way home.Sheng Mo drove the car intently, rubbed his face when he was sleepy, and then glanced at the person lying beside him, happy bubbles burst out uncontrollably, filling his eyes and mouth corners.If Lin Jiale woke up at this time, he would find Sheng Mo giggling happily alone.

When approaching the urban area of ​​City G, Lin Jiale's cell phone rang, and it rang persistently for a long time.Sheng Mo really wanted to cut off the call so as not to disturb Lin Jiale's sleep.Reluctantly, the cell phone happened to be in the right pocket of his clothes, and Sheng Mo was driving the car, so he couldn't reach it at all, so he could only watch helplessly as Lin Jiale was woken up by the noise.

"Xiao Lin, the phone is ringing." Sheng Mo said.

"Oh." Lin Jiale replied confusedly, rubbed his face, and woke up, the phone had already been hung up.He looked at the caller ID, and it was called by his fourth uncle. Then he checked the time, and it was almost ten o'clock. Did fourth uncle still have a rest so late?It must be something to find yourself at this time.After thinking about it, he made a call back.

"Fourth Uncle, you haven't slept yet? I didn't hear the call just now, so I didn't receive it. What's the matter with you calling me?" Lin Jiale had a strong premonition that something bad was about to happen.This roughly confirms the saying that no news is good news, and if there is news, it will probably not be good news.

"Lele, your father came back today. He asked me if I had your contact information. I told him your mobile phone number. Does it matter? After all, he is your father." The fourth uncle said hesitantly, " But I didn't tell him that you are starting a company." He hesitated for a long time before calling Lin Jiale, fearing that his meddling would cause trouble to Lin Jiale, this father and son, alas!

Lin Jiale bit her lip: "It's okay, fourth uncle. Just tell me, where is he now?"

The fourth uncle said: "He didn't even live when he came back, so he left in the afternoon. He probably went to find you."

Lin Jiale asked: "Did he not visit my grandma?"

The fourth uncle sighed: "No. I just asked where it was buried, and then left."

Lin Jiale gritted his teeth and suppressed his emotions: "I see, Fourth Uncle. Come as soon as he comes, that's it, thank you Fourth Uncle. I'm in the car, the signal is not very good, I hung up .”

Sheng Mo saw Lin Jiale hang up the phone, tightly clenched the phone in his hand, and clenched his other hand into a fist, brought it to his mouth and bit it, which showed that he had suffered a great shock in his heart.Sheng Mo asked carefully, "What's the matter, Xiao Lin?"

Lin Jiale turned his face to the window, sniffed his nose, then turned around and said, "My dad who can't see the end of the dragon has appeared." The words came out from between his teeth, and he could hear the extreme pain in his heart. resentment.

While looking at the road, Sheng Mo paid attention to Lin Jiale's expression. On his face, there was restrained anger and obvious sadness. Sheng Mo felt very distressed when he saw it. He really wanted to reach out and wipe away all his anger and sadness. But he didn't dare to move: "how long have you not seen him?"

Lin Jiale raised his head and shook his head, sniffed his nose again, and laughed at himself: "I can't remember, five years or six years?"

Sheng Mo's heart suddenly felt sorrow and anger. What kind of parents are these?The irony is that he still has to thank them. This pair of parents who have no morals gave birth to such a loving and righteous son. "Then he, wants to come to see you?" Sheng Mo spoke in deliberation.It is absolutely impossible for this father to come to condolences to his son.

"Hey! How dare I expect him to come to see me? My grandma gave birth to him and raised him for decades, what about him? Did he ever show any filial piety? When my grandma passed away, he didn't know where he was happy. It's hard to go back After a trip, I didn’t even go to see her grave. Is this still a son!” Lin Jiale said later, tears almost couldn’t stop rolling down, he was really worthless for grandma!When grandma was still alive, she shouldered all the burdens by herself. She never told herself about the hardships, nor complained about his father. She always hoped that her son could calm down, find something to do, and become successful A family, but she still can't get what she wants.I don't know if she had closed her eyes when she went there, but Jiale couldn't help her eyes sore when she thought of her poor grandma.

Sheng Mo freed up one hand and held Lin Jiale's left hand holding the phone: "Xiao Lin, don't be sad. Grandma must be very satisfied with a grandson like you."

Lin Jiale didn't withdraw his hand. At this moment, he really wanted to cry, for his grandma, for his own grievances, for those parents who only gave him life, for so many years, he was not without resentment and hateful.Now there is a person who stretched out his hand to himself, passing the warmth to him continuously. The corner of his heart that has been barren and cold finally has some warmth, so he greedily enjoys this warmth, even if he I understand that I am not qualified to accept it, but can I just let myself indulge in this moment?

Sheng Mo didn't take his hand back, just wrapping Lin Jiale's hand like that. The two of them kept silent. Although the atmosphere was a bit depressing, there was a warmth rising slowly in the carriage.I don't know how long it took before Sheng Mo felt Lin Jiale's nervousness relax, and he moved his hand under the palm of his hand, and then slowly pulled it out. "Thank you, Teacher Sheng." Lin Jiale calmed down and said with some embarrassment.

Sheng Mo withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, put it on the steering wheel, and smiled: "Do you feel better?"

Lin Jiale nodded shyly: "It's much better. I shouldn't have expected anything from him. After so many years, I have already understood what kind of person he is."

Sheng Mo thought, maybe this is a good opportunity to get to know Lin Jiale, so he said, "Do you want to talk about it?"

Lin Jiale blinked hard a few times: "What are you talking about? I really don't have a deep impression of him, and I don't even remember his appearance..."

Lin Jiale began to talk about his past: in his childhood without his parents, he was bullied and insulted by his friends, and everyone else was accompanied and protected by his parents. He only had an old and frail grandmother.Fortunately, grandma loves him very much.When other children went to play in groups, he was excluded and could only follow his grandma to work in the field. When grandma was weeding, he would catch grasshoppers on the ridge of the field and watch the ants move.When I feel lazy, I sit in the small basket that grandma used to pick things, dangling and let grandma carry them home. The small basket sweeps the seedlings on both sides of the field ridge in circles, and sometimes the leaves sweep from the face However, he stretched out his little hand to block it, and occasionally left a small blood hole on his little hand. The grass leaves are too sharp, like small sawtooths.

All the warmth of childhood came from grandma.There is no mother in his memory. When he was two years old, his parents went to the south to fish for gold, but the gold was not found, and his father left his mother in the south. Since then, he seems to have lost himself, lost In that world of feasting and debauchery, every time he only returns home for several years, he seems to have forgotten that his son exists.

Grandma's back became more and more burdened, and she sighed more and more. Only when she saw her exam papers and certificates with red ticks, would she show a gratified smile.Only after he passed the No. 1 exam, those children who bullied him would show envious and jealous expressions, and at this time, their sneering would stop for a while.

He knew since he was a child that his grandma wanted him to be successful, so it was his greatest wish to go to college.But before I was admitted to university, my grandma left, and died of a minor illness.When Lin Jiale said this, his tears couldn't stop streaming down. He blamed himself and said that if he had gone back that weekend, grandma would definitely not have left so early.

Sheng Mo parked the car on the side of the road and listened quietly to Lin Jiale's confession. He was also depressed because he couldn't relax because of Lin Jiale's unhappy childhood.Although Lin Jiale said it very lightly, he knew that he must be very bitter in his heart.He took out a tissue to wipe Lin Jiale's tears, put his hands on his shoulders, and kept comforting him: "Lele, don't think so, grandma died not because of you, all of this is God's will."

Lin Jiale didn't notice the change of Sheng Mo's title. He was immersed in self-blame and sorrow, took the tissue in Sheng Mo's hand, and wiped his tears and snot: "At that time, I wanted to go to college in my dreams, but I I don’t have money, and my relatives are not willing to lend me money. Of course, they all have their own difficulties. I didn’t know that I could still get a loan when I went to college. When I knew it, I was already here. The timing Already missed it."

Sheng Mo felt a little bitter in his heart: "Lele, don't be sad. If you want, you can still go to college. Or you can go to a cram school next year. After studying in the first half of the year, you can take the college entrance examination. Go to college and learn from you. The major you want to study."

Lin Jiale smiled and shook his head: "Now that I think about it, I don't really have to go to school. I'm doing things now and I'm still learning design. When the company is stable and I don't need to worry about it, I'll go to school for a few years Book."

Sheng Mo looked at Jia Le in front of him, and made a decision in his heart, he must help him fulfill his wish, and he must make up for what he lacked in the past.

"He should come to me in the past two days. I don't know what will happen. In fact, I feel that I have nothing to do with him except blood relationship." Lin Jiale said.

However, Sheng Mo knew that it was this little blood relationship that might involve countless things. "If you don't want to see him alone, then I will accompany you to see him."

Lin Jiale sniffed: "Okay, let's talk about it later. Let's go back, Teacher Sheng."

Sheng Mo nodded, restarted the car, and drove towards the city.