Four years single, three years widowed

On the other side, Manager Li, who had been nourished by love, asked with a cold face, "Can I let go?"

Duan Wenzheng turned his head, like a big dog, with a pitiful expression: "Don't be angry."

When he smelled the smoke on Duan Wenzheng's body, Li Can was really unhappy, but not to the point of being angry.He was thinking that Duan Wenzheng had just come back, and he came here to bring him meals, so he didn't even think about breaking it up with Duan Wenzheng.

It's just that Duan Wenzheng kept holding him and didn't let go, and didn't listen to what he said, so his blood pressure soared.

"I'm not angry." Li Can said firmly.

The big hand around Li Can's arm slid all the way down, Duan Wenzheng spread Li Can's palm, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket with the other hand, and handed it over.

Li Can glanced at the pack of cigarettes in his hand, then at the heroic Duan Wenzheng, the cold mask on his face couldn't be stretched anymore, and he asked with both a smile and a smile: "What are you doing?"

"I'll give you the cigarette, I won't smoke a second one today."

After thinking for a moment, Li Can threw the cigarette back to Duan Wenzheng: "You should keep it yourself."

Duan Wenzheng just thought he was still angry, and immediately wrinkled his face: "Cancan..."

Li Can turned around and walked towards the desk: "Aren't you going to pass cigarettes to your father-in-law at night?"

The mood immediately turned from worry to joy, and Duan Wenzheng hurriedly followed, and said proudly: "What cigarettes are you handing over? I'll just buy two Dazhonghua later."

Sitting on the office chair, Li Can glanced at Duan Wenzheng lightly.

Duan Wenzheng immediately changed his words: "Yes, you can't buy cigarettes, smoking is harmful to your health."

According to what Li Can said, Duan Wenzheng didn't buy cigarettes after all, he bought wine instead.At six o'clock in the evening, after a ten-minute drive, a car drove into the single-family villa and stopped at the gate.

After Duan Wenzheng pulled up the handbrake and turned off the engine, Li Can opened the door with him and got out of the car.

At the same time, an elegant middle-aged lady came out of the house and walked towards them.

With a faint smile on Li Can's lips, he called, "Mom."

As soon as he finished speaking, Duan Wenzheng also called "Mom" to Wang Jing, holding the gift he took out from the trunk.

Taking a closer look at Duan Wenzheng, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, Wang Jing said with a tinge of relief, "Wenzheng, you're finally back."

There was a bit of embarrassment in Duan Wenzheng's smile: "Yes."

"Come in." Wang Jing said.

Walking side by side with Wang Jing, Li Can asked in a low voice, "Mom, is Dad home yet?"

"Go back, watch TV in the living room."

Li Can breathed a sigh of relief, he was afraid that Li Yaohui would choose not to go home because he didn't want to see Duan Wenzheng.

"However..." Wang Jing lowered her voice, "Your father is dissatisfied with Wen Zhengxin. When we meet him later, his attitude will probably not be much better."

Li Can smiled wryly, "I know that."

"So if you say something unpleasant, you and Wen Zheng should be more tolerant."

Li Can nodded in agreement, turned his head to look at Duan Wenzheng who was walking behind them, his eyes were full of worry.

Zhao Lican smiled, Duan Wenzheng was mentally prepared for the embarrassing scene that might happen soon.

Isn't it just a touch of ashes on the nose? It's not like he hasn't touched it before.

The three of them walked in, Li Yaohui was putting on airs, and the old god was sitting on the sofa watching TV, without even looking at them.

"Dad." Li Can called out first.

"Yeah." Li Yaohui responded indifferently.

Then it was replaced by Duan Wenzheng: "Dad."

As if he didn't hear it, Li Yaohui didn't respond at all, and Li Can looked a little helpless.

Duan Wenzheng didn't care too much, he even felt that his father-in-law's pretending to be arrogant was quite funny.

"Sit down first." Wang Jing broke the silence and beckoned them to sit down.

The largest sofa in the middle was occupied by Li Yaohui, Li Can and Duan Wenzheng sat on the left sofa, and Wang Jing went to the kitchen to prepare fruit for them.

Taking out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, Duan Wenzheng took out one and handed it to Li Yaohui: "Dad."

Li Yaohui crossed his arms and didn't intend to answer, but at least he gave a verbal response this time.

"Quit," he said.

"Quit?" Duan Wenzheng put the cigarette back into the cigarette case immediately, and said with a smile, "Quit, all right, I also plan to quit smoking sometime."

"When?" Li Yaohui asked.

If you are willing to answer, it means that you have the desire to talk.

"Actually, I've tried many times before, but I still don't have the willpower to persevere." Duan Wenzheng said with envy in his eyes, "It's not like you, Dad, who said he would quit if he said so."

Everyone likes to hear nice words, and Li Yaohui is no exception. When he was praised, his face softened a little: "There are few people like me. Most people will give up halfway when it comes to quitting smoking."

"Yes, that's right." Duan Wenzheng echoed, "I belong to that majority."

Feeling that the atmosphere between them was much more peaceful, Duan Wenzheng made persistent efforts to start the conversation, so as not to let the situation cool down.

"By the way, why didn't you see Nuan Nuan?" Duan Wenzheng asked.

"Nuan Nuan moved out." Li Can replied.

"Do you want to try to be independent?" Duan Wenzheng agreed a hundred times, "It's pretty good."

Unexpectedly, as soon as this remark came out, the situation took a turn for the worse.

Li Yaohui hummed heavily: "What's the matter?"

Consciously saying something wrong, Duan Wenzheng immediately shut his mouth.

"A good art student, he insists on becoming a tattoo artist!" Li Yaohui got angry when he mentioned this, "I don't even listen to my parents, isn't that independent enough?!"

Duan Wenzheng didn't know there was such a story in it, he could only blame himself for being unlucky, stepping on a landmine as soon as he stepped on it.

He hesitated for a few seconds, intending to comfort him, but Li Can took the first step, shaking his head to stop him.

Duan Wenzheng was right when he thought about it, he couldn't protect himself, how could he help Li Nuannuan.

No one to comfort him means no one to add fuel to the fire, and his anger subsided quickly. Li Yaohui realized that he had cast his anger on Li Nuannuan on Duan Wenzheng. He was a little embarrassed, kept silent for a while, and took the initiative to talk to him: "I heard your mother say, Did you call back?"

"Well, it's back."

"Or the criminal police?"

"Yes." Duan Wenzheng replied honestly.

Li Yaohui was greatly disappointed, and said resentfully: "If you want me to tell you, you should take advantage of this opportunity of being transferred back and change to a clerical job. After all, you are not young..." He paused and asked Duan Wenzheng, "How old are you this year?" gone?"

"38."

"38, not too young." Li Yaohui said, "You said that you are a clerical job, stable and safe, and it would be nice to have another child with Li Can then."

Li Can frowned: "Dad..."

Grabbing Li Can's hand, Duan Wenzheng said, "Dad, I'll think about it."

"Think about it..." Li Yaohui knew there was nothing to do when he heard it, his face darkened, and he stood up, "Okay, you can think about it."

"Dad, where are you going?" Li Can's eyes followed Li Yaohui's disappearing figure.

Step by step up the steps, Li Yaohui said, "I'm going upstairs to watch TV."

Listening to the news broadcast on the TV in the living room, Li Can and Duan Wenzheng looked at each other speechlessly.

After Li Yaohui left, after a while, Wang Jing came out with fruit, but she didn't see Li Yaohui, so she asked Li Can, "Where's your father?"

"Go upstairs and watch TV."

Wang Jing immediately understood what was going on, and explained calmly: "Your father's eyesight is not good. The TV in the upstairs room is close, so he can see clearly."

Duan Wenzheng went down the steps and said, "Then you need a pair of glasses."

"Yes." Wang Jing nodded, "I'll accompany him another day."

Duan Wenzheng and Wang Jing were still having a pleasant chat, but when they were eating, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Li Can saw the person coming on the display screen, pressed the door lock to unlock, and went out to meet him.

"Eh?" Li Chi was pleasantly surprised, "Are you here?"

Song Zhiyue beside him let go of his hand, and leaped into Li Can's arms: "Uncle!"

Holding Song Zhiyue in his arms, Li Can looked gentle: "Brother Song didn't come?"

"He's on a business trip, and I brought Yueyue here for lunch."

"Then you came just in time."

Stepping into the room, Li Chi's surprise turned into surprise: "Hey! Officer Duan is back?"

"Hello, Teacher Li." Duan Wenzheng smiled, and then looked at the little girl in Li Can's arms, "Is this Yueyue? She has grown so big."

"Yue Yue, quickly call Uncle Duan." Li Chi said.

Song Zhiyue was a little skeptical, but still shouted in a soft voice: "Hello, Uncle Duan."

"You're so good." Duan Wenzheng said happily, "Uncle will buy you toys some other day."

"Don't buy it, the toys that Li Can bought in your family are all piled up in the toy room."

Li Chi looked around and only saw the two of them, so he asked, "Where's Aunt Wang? Where's Dad?"

Wang Jing was helping Chen Ma prepare vegetables, came out of the kitchen and happened to hear Li Chi's question, so she said, "Your father is upstairs, you go and ask him to come down for dinner."

"Oh." Li Chi took the order and quickly climbed up to the second floor.

The Li family was very busy today, and there was only two people left to have a reunion dinner. Wang Jing took out the bottle of good wine that Duan Wenzheng bought, and let him and Li Yaohui have a drink.

"Don't drink." Li Yaohui refused very embarrassingly.

Li Chi paused while picking up the food, and then said: "Dad, let's have a drink, it's rare for the old Duan to come back."

"I don't want to drink today." Li Yaohui put on a high-profile display.

"If you don't drink, you will fall..." Li Chi rolled his eyes, muttered something, and then said boldly to Duan Wenzheng, "The main reason is that Lao Song is not here today, and no one will take care of Yueyue when I fall down. Come to my house another day, we Get drunk and rest."

Duan Wenzheng smiled and nodded: "OK."

In view of Li Yaohui's behavior, several people tacitly put aside him and talked about everything. Only Song Zhiyue, who was not familiar with the world, was willing to talk to this grandfather who "asked for trouble".

After dinner, Li Chi took Song Zhiyue away first. As soon as they left, Li Yaohui wanted to restore his aloof image, and went upstairs to return to his room, but Wang Jing secretly threw a knife at him, and he had no choice but to return to his seat.

The torment only lasted for a while, Li Can and Duan Wenzheng quickly proposed to leave, Li Yaohui simply nodded to show that he understood, and then went upstairs.

Although his pace was not in a hurry, in Li Can's eyes, he still reminded him of teenagers who hid from relatives during the Chinese New Year.

In the dark of night, Wang Jing sent Li Can and Duan Wenzheng out, and said softly, "Drive slowly on the road."

"I know mom."

Duan Wenzheng stood obediently by the side, his senses were keen, and the feeling of being watched forced him to raise his head and look towards the balcony on the second floor.

The four eyes met, a piece of cigarette ash was blown off by the breeze and scattered, Li Yaohui's face froze, with a cigarette in his mouth, he pretended to be calm and turned back to his room.