Tired Bird Knows Return

"Let's go." Fu Minghan stopped on the steps, speaking to Fu Cheng who was still stranded at the door of Chen Yanqing's house. There was no sound from inside. went downstairs.

In the room, Chen Yanqing was sitting on the chair in front of the desk, and Tang Ping was sitting beside his bed. A light red streak on Chen Yanqing's neck burned her eyes. After a long silence, she moved forward, "When did you start?" of?"

"Mom, you don't need to ask this," Chen Yanqing said in a calm but powerful tone, "I know you won't be able to accept it for a while."

"I can't accept it," Tang Ping interrupted him, "How do you know I can't accept it?"

Chen Yanqing looked at her in surprise, "Then, then you are so angry..."

Tang Ping breathed a sigh of relief at the end of his words, and immediately slackened her straight back, "You know, I can pretend nothing happened until we pierce the window paper, and you still have a little time left." I graduated in [-], and when I go to university, no matter how long my arms are, I can't control you."

"mom……"

"Mom comes back very late every day, because the third year of high school is very tight, and because I am the class teacher, I must let those children go to college smoothly, Yanqing, you have been to Duan Xiaoming's class, you should I have seen the scene in the third class of high school, bundles of test papers, with empty refills one after another, they pour key points into their brains like a robot every day, what do you think they are rushing for? Aiming at a good exam Is the university honoring its ancestors?"

Chen Yanqing didn't say a word, and Tang Ping continued, "You know about falling in love, you know about liking someone, and they also know about it. The thinking of high school students has long surpassed that of us old stubborn, but what they are after is real freedom. Cultural freedom, economic freedom, and love freedom, instead of releasing desires on the bed when you should be scribbling on the desk, Chen Yanqing, you can't," Tang Ping said, choked up until her eyes turned red, "You You can't have sex with someone at a time like this, can you understand?"

Perhaps it was because such intertwined scenes frequently appeared between the two of them in her words, Chen Yanqing felt a little unspeakably ashamed, and he didn't even dare to look at Tang Ping anymore.

"Son," Tang Ping stretched out her hand and touched his face with her fingertips, "When you were young, you read comics and books, and I knew everything you said and did, so I'm not surprised that you like boys. Po is also because I'm afraid that you will be in trouble, and I'm not right. I really always thought that you and Fucheng would not deal with each other, and you would definitely not develop love. But that day when you came back from Jiangbei, you found me after washing your schoolbag. I just realized that you might really have feelings for Fucheng."

"Mom, I like him," Chen Yanqing said, looking vaguely at the person in front of him, "Is it okay if I don't?"

"Yes, you can like it," Tang Ping said, "but don't go any further. At least before you are admitted to university, can you promise your mother?"

Chen Yanqing lowered his head. He thought for a long time, but couldn't think of the crucial relationship between them. He neither agreed nor refused. The building is going to be demolished soon, we have to prepare to find a new place to live, Yanqing, his mother from Fucheng will come to pick him up to return to Hong Kong during the summer vacation, I think you should be mentally prepared."

"You really don't want to go back?"

In the red shed of the food stall, Fu Minghan ordered some skewers and ordered a dozen beers. He took off his suit jacket and folded it in half and put it on the stool on the left. Fu Cheng sat opposite him and drank several glasses.

"I can't do it." Fu Cheng said.

"You mean your stepfather's inheritance?"

Fu Cheng nodded, "What's the use of my mother getting those, is life really easy?"

"It's true that she needs to deal with a lot of things now. It's understandable that she wants you to go back, but if you don't want to, I, as a father, will naturally not let go."

Fu Cheng swallowed the last sip of beer in the glass, picked up the screwdriver and opened another bottle, "Liang Yue gave birth to a boy, are you happy?"

Fu Minghan paused, "How can you be unhappy?"

"Didn't you always want a daughter and think I'm not caring?"

"When did I say those words!"

"You're making it obvious."

"I, I just don't know how to communicate with you. You act like a hedgehog when you see me. What do you want me to do?"

Fucheng poured the beer, smiled briefly, and then said, "Alright, when Nao Nao grows up, I will give birth to a granddaughter for you, and I don't want you to count on me."

When the topic got to the point, Fu Minghan took a sip, "I didn't say anything wrong about this matter."

"Then I thank you, Dad." Fu Cheng raised the cup to Fu Minghan, and the two clinked glasses neatly. Dispenser, that was the first birthday present I received when I grew up. Before my mother went to Hong Kong, you were all busy with your own business, but it turned out to be like this. I missed a word, I hope his life will not be the same as mine."

When the order came, several wine bottles were empty. Fu Minghan looked at his son like this, and suddenly felt a pain in his heart. When he was silent, his phone vibrated in his pocket.

Caller ID: Jenny.

Fu Cheng saw it, "Why did Senior Sister call you at this point?"

Fu Minghan shook his head, pressed to answer, and the voice came over impatiently——

"Uncle Ming, something happened!"

Chen Yanqing's monthly exam results came down, and his ranking fell out of the top [-], but Yuan Ye really squeezed into the top [-] as he said.

People withdrew from the bulletin board and went to the classroom, Yuan Ye coaxed all the way, "Did you not do the big questions, or did you fill in the wrong ones, it's okay, I'll be back in the next monthly exam, people, there are always mistakes. "

Chen Yanqing was not in the mood. During this period of time, his mind was on Fu Cheng. There was no mistake, but Tang Ping's words were right.

When I walked to Building B, I saw Duan Xiaoming and Zhuang Yan from a distance. The two of them buried their heads and didn't know what they were discussing. classroom.

The school was going to demolish the old building and build a new one. Tang Ping said that she only gave the staff accommodation subsidies. In addition to leading the class these days, she was also working hard with Yang Xiangan to find a new house. After finishing her self-study in the evening, Chen Yanqing returned home and found that the living room was full of boxes. , the air was filled with the smell of dust, the bottles and cans on the counter had been swept away, and she was in a daze when Tang Ping came out from the bathroom.

"Come back, go back to your room and pack it up. I put all the cardboard boxes in your room. Pack them up tonight, and we have to move tomorrow."

"In such a hurry?"

"Well, Fucheng's father is here, and Chen Zhima Rotten Millet's errands have been resolved by the Education Bureau. Let's live far away for the time being, and move back when the new dormitory is built."

Chen Yanqing walked towards the room from the alley between the boxes, "I'll go to college when it's finished."

"So, it doesn't matter much."

Walking to the door, Chen Yanqing thought of something, turned around and went out again, before reaching the door, she heard Tang Ping behind her say, "Don't go, Principal Fu brought Fu Cheng back to Hong Kong, I don't know when he will be back."

Chen Yanqing felt dizzy for a while, turned around and asked, "What do you mean you don't know when you will be back? Mom, why didn't he say hello to me when he left? Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

"I also just heard from your Uncle Yang that something happened to his mother." Tang Ping explained anxiously.

Chen Yanqing calmed down in an instant, "What happened to his mother? How could it be..." He murmured, hesitating for a moment before returning to the room.

Fucheng drew a new picture on his schoolbag, he put it away, and he put away that book, with the Sleeping Prince in it, he flipped it out and read it for a while, then folded it and put it back in the book, The sugar bowl given by Duan Xiaoming, as well as all the broken pieces in this room, Chen Yanqing was always a little absent-minded, or in other words, restless, after tidying up the sugar bowl in this room.

He thought, Principal Fu would still bring him back, and he also thought that the last time Fu Cheng left, he didn't leave without saying goodbye, and this time, he definitely won't.

"Take No. [-] at the bus stop at the gate of the community, and you will arrive at the school in three stops, Yanqing," Yang Xiangan asked someone to move the air conditioner after finishing the new house, and told him to send the installer out after the installation, "Get a bottle of water for the master."

"Oh." Chen Yanqing put down the clothes in his hand, took a bottle of mineral water and sent it to the door. After the master left, Yang Xiangan followed him back to the house, "It is also convenient for you to go to the library or shopping mall. I said, I'll send you off."

"Farewell," Chen Yanqing said, "If you don't mind the trouble, just take my mother to school every day."

"That's necessary. It's convenient for me to pick up and drop off your mother. I'll live right across from you."

"..."

Yang Xiangan looked at his expression, "You are very unhappy these days, what's the matter?"

"fine."

"Old Yang, have you heard when the principal will be back?" Tang Ping's voice came from the kitchen.

Yang Xiangan quickly walked over, "I heard from the director that he will be back next week."

"Then, Fucheng also came back together?"

"Sure, why not go back together?"

The conversation moved from this matter to that matter, and Chen Yanqing stopped listening after hearing the important ones, and the depression in his heart dissipated, and it seemed that it was much easier to pack things up.

It was indeed as Yang Xiangan said, Fu Minghan came back a week later, but Chen Yanqing was standing behind Tang Ping at that time, and the head teacher, Mrs. Ye, was chatting with her about the decline in the last monthly exam. However, Chen Yanqing didn't have time to grab him and ask Fucheng.

"Miss Ye, this kid's grades have been pretty stable, maybe he's a little tired during this period of time."

"Yes, I'm actually quite at ease with him. You see, the school is going to demolish the old dormitory building during this period, and everyone is so busy that they can't see the end. I think that if Yanqing doesn't adapt, his grades may still be low in the next month's exam. Fall down."

"No, as long as Yanqing adjusts well, the monthly exam will be fine. I understand that," Tang Ping said, looking back at him. "Ms. Ye said that this monthly exam must be well summarized."

"Got it, Mom, Teacher Ye."

The homeroom teacher nodded with a smile, "Okay, the senior year is also busy, Mr. Tang, I'd better not delay you, Yanqing, go back to the classroom, and help me take homework for distribution."

"Oh." Chen Yanqing obediently carried her homework, and followed Tang Ping out.

From the office to the stairs, Chen Yanqing stopped Tang Ping who was about to go downstairs, "Mom, I promise you that I will not do anything out of line."

Tang Ping looked at him unexpectedly, "You don't want to negotiate terms with me, do you?"