Father Cheng looked at him with deep eyes and did not speak for a long time. He was not surprised that his son had such thoughts. No matter how he said it, China was the place where he grew up. Grandpa and grandma were the relatives who brought him up. I want to be closer.

If you think about it, it's not incomprehensible.

It's just that if the child lacks the parental love, they can make up for it later, and this is how they hope to bring him back to live in Russia.

"You think we can't accompany you to grow up and make you lack of love, don't you?" Seeing everyone's cryptic expressions yesterday, although his understanding of Chinese is not enough, he can't feel the low-pressure atmosphere, including his wife Asking children to chat, he knows.

Cheng Sibo lowered his head and raised one corner of his mouth, and asked with a half-smile: "Then do you think I should hate you?"

Father Cheng looked at the high-rise buildings in the distance with a complicated expression, "Son, I'm sorry for the missing part of your growth. We failed to fulfill the responsibilities of parents. At your current age, you have long been independent in Russia.. ..."

"Don't mention Russia's educational philosophy to me." Father Cheng was interrupted by Cheng Sibo before he could speak. After he finished speaking, he realized that he was a little emotional, so he took a deep breath before slowly suppressing his efforts and lowering his Tone, "Sorry, allow me to interrupt you."

"This is China, and I also grew up in China. I only recognize China, whether it is ideology, education or various cultural concepts. Please don't use the cultural differences between the two countries to negate the fact that you have left me behind."

Father Cheng opened his mouth, but couldn't speak.

Cheng Sibo clenched his left hand into a fist, his fingers were less bloody and turned white, he bit his back molars, his eyes were slightly red, "Do you know why I can always hide my emotions? Do you know why I am more mature than ordinary children? Do you know why I Do you always take No.1?"

Father Cheng turned his head, "We caused it."

Cheng Sibo couldn't help laughing at himself, "Yeah, you all know what you caused, why can you still say in front of me that you want me to go back to Russia with you, I should be independent at this age?"

No one knows that he hides his emotions because when he was a child, he was often laughed at by other children on campus as a wild child without parents.

He is more mature than his peers because whenever he cries in front of those kids, they laugh at him louder and call him a coward.

He always takes No.1 because he wants to overwhelm everyone with his grades and let them know that he is the king and the loser is the bandit.

As for why they dare not use violence, it is because they are worried that children's complaints will make grandparents come to school to meet teachers, which will cause them to worry.

No one knew about all of this, but he endured it silently, which made him who he is today.

"I'm sorry." Dad Cheng's eyes turned red. This was the first time he had a heart-to-heart talk with his son, and he didn't expect the content to be beyond his expectations.

Cheng Sibo slowly let go of his clenched hands, and suddenly felt a little exhausted physically and mentally. He closed his eyes, opened them for a moment, and said, "I didn't mean to blame you for what I said. I just want to tell you that since childhood When I grow up, I have the final say on every decision in my life, and respect is mutual."

I can't make a decision except that you left me.Cheng Sibo only kept this sentence in his heart and didn't say it out loud.

Father Cheng put a heavy hand on his shoulder and nodded with tears in his eyes: "I see, son."

The two were silent for a long time, and finally Cheng Sibo broke the silence and switched to Chinese to communicate, "I'm sorry, my attitude is a bit off."

The sudden switch to Chinese caused Cheng's father to be a little stunned. Cheng Sibo glanced at him and had no choice but to translate it in English.

Changing to English is much easier to understand. Dad Cheng nodded and responded in broken Chinese: "Oh, oh, it's okay, it's very good to be able to speak."

Cheng Sibo: "..."

Sure enough, he couldn't hear his father speak Chinese.

Obviously has a calm and reliable atmosphere, cold and experienced eyes, speaking Chinese is like acting in a comedy.

The relationship between the two fathers and sons eased a little after talking, and father Cheng walked on his son's shoulders on the way home.

In the eyes of outsiders, this is really a pair of father and son who feel like brothers.

Occasionally, Cheng Sibo would look at his father with unbearable and disgusted eyes. If he really couldn't speak Chinese, he might as well just shut up and go home. As a result, this father had to come and talk about all the things that happened to him in Russia. .

Maybe it was because he had communicated with his son and thought that the other party needed to relieve his emotions, so he couldn't stop thinking about it, but he didn't know that his son really disliked it.

When they got home, grandpa hadn't returned from playing chess, and mother Cheng and grandma were probably still buying ingredients at the market, so they both went to take a bath at the same time.

Cheng Sibo didn't rush out after washing, picked up his phone and swiped around, but didn't see the desired information, clicked on the chat page with Yi Tingnan, and clicked on the video call.

He was picked up by the other party in less than three seconds. He was obviously still lying on the bed, but he wasn't sleepy, he must have been awake for a while.

"Morning, my partner." Yi Tingnan smiled at him and showed his small canine teeth.

Cheng Sibo smiled, "You haven't woken up at this time, and you haven't been knocked on the door?"

"It was too late last night for my mother and grandma to chat. They were still chatting in the living room after I slept. They didn't get up so early." Yi Tingnan said, turning over and lying on his side.

"You didn't see any news when you got up?"

This is the first time Yi Tingnan heard Cheng Sibo ask him to send a message. He jumped up from the bed and said in surprise, "Are you waiting for my message?"

Cheng Sibo raised his eyebrows and denied, "No."

Yi Tingnan smiled even more proudly, "It doesn't matter, you have what you say."

He lay back on the bed again, "I'm just afraid of disturbing your reunion with your family, so you can look for it at night."

"will not."

The short words made Yi Tingnan a little confused, "Huh?"

Cheng Sibo finished the sentence patiently: "I won't bother you."

Yi Tingnan smiled a little shyly, rubbed his nose, and found Cheng Sibo's hair was wet at this moment, and asked nervously: "Why is your hair wet? Did you drink ginger soup?"

Cheng Sibo was very satisfied with his concern, picked up the towel hanging around his neck and wiped it casually, "It's not raining, so I took a shower."

"Huh?" Yi Tingnan said with a puzzled look on his face, "You don't have the habit of getting up and washing your hair."

Cheng Sibo wiped off the water droplets hanging from the ends of his hair, and threw the towel back on the shelf in the bathroom, "I went to exercise with my dad in the morning."

Yi Tingnan's eyes lit up instantly, "Emma, ​​it's very good, very good."

Why couldn't Cheng Sibo hear the reason for his happiness? He didn't intend to let the other party know about the heavy conversation in the morning. He just felt melancholy when he knew it. But he felt that it was nothing if he said it. At least he made a statement about himself in advance. It is enough that only he can make decisions about things.

"What's the plan for today?"

"I don't know yet, I'm waiting for arrangements." Yi Tingnan said.

As soon as the voice fell, Yi's mother knocked on the door, and he lowered the decibel, "I'll go wash up first, and I'll see you at night, bye."

"it is good."

Cheng Sibo put down his phone and went to dry his hair and change his clothes. He was not used to putting on the clothes he was going to go out after taking a shower. He basically put on his pajamas first, and then changed his clothes after finishing everything.

When he finished getting out, his father started to work and hold meetings in the room again.

As soon as he sat on the sofa, grandma and mother Cheng came back.

"Grandma, Mom." Cheng Sibo walked over to help them carry things.

"Sibo." Cheng's mother yelled with a smile, and quickly stopped him when she saw him help with the things, "It's okay, it's okay if mom comes, you just finished exercising, don't be too tired."

"It's okay." After answering, he took the things in their hands into the kitchen.

Grandma smiled and patted her daughter's arm, "It's okay, just let Xiao Bo carry it. Usually when I come back from shopping, he will help carry it back to the kitchen."

Mother Cheng licked her lips, "Okay."

"You don't need to be too nervous to get along with the children, just let it be." Grandma couldn't help being amused seeing her tense body, but at the same time felt a little distressed.

Usually, whether it is aura or attitude, they exude a halo and strength. As a result, in front of the children, as if they were called by the teacher to answer questions, they were uneasy. Grandma smiled and shook her head helplessly.

As soon as Cheng Sibo put the ingredients into the refrigerator, his phone vibrated. He took it out of his pocket and opened the chat software, only to find that it was still the one lying in the first position.

Click on the chat page, and it says 'get along well, wait for me to come back, love you. '

At the bottom of the message, there was a smile like a fool. The thumb and index finger made a heart-to-heart gesture. He was instantly amused by him, and he replied 'OK, I'll wait for you to come back.' ' Put the phone back in your pocket.

As soon as Cheng's mother came in, she saw the smile in the corner of his eyes, and she couldn't help feeling warm, "Sibo, go sit down for a while, and mother will cook."

"Okay." The smile on the corners of Cheng Sibo's eyes and mouth has not been completely retracted, he nodded, and turned sideways to the living room.

This little smile seemed to have given Cheng's mother a lot of encouragement. She looked at Cheng Sibo's back and smiled with red eyes.

"Xiao Bo, where's your father?" Grandma asked when she saw him coming out. She hadn't seen anyone since she just entered the door.

Cheng Sibo raised his chin in the direction of his parents' room, "It's working inside."

When he approached, grandma took his wrist and sat down next to her, "How is today?"

Whether it was Yi Tingnan, grandma, or others, he didn't intend to speak out about the conversation between the father and son, "It's very good."

"That's good, that's good." Grandma nodded with satisfaction, "How is it? Are you tired from climbing the mountain? Do you want to go to sleep again?"

Cheng Sibo shook his head and turned on the TV, "It's okay, I'm not tired."

Grandma touched his hair, her eyes were full of love, "Xiao Bo, if you are unhappy, don't force it, let's take it step by step, don't worry."

Cheng Sibo pursed his lips, and after a while he said, "Grandma, don't worry, I have a measure."

"Grandma knows you are sensible, but she is afraid that you are too sensible."

Grandma held his hand tightly. Although she very much hoped that the three of them could live in harmony, the prerequisite was that her grandson was willing and happy, instead of forcing herself to cater to everyone's happiness. In this way, she would rather it will happen naturally, and slowly untie according to the knot in her heart.

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