The old patriarch's driver took Zhang Ling home first.
In fact, I sent Li Xiang home first and avoided taking a detour of two or three streets.
But the driver didn't go that way.
It was as if he had been instructed by someone.
certainly!
Zhang Ling thought that someone was the old patriarch.
The main purpose is to prevent Zhang Ling and Li Xiang from having too much communication before going to bed.
Little did they know that these were special instructions Li Xiang made to the driver in private before getting in the car.
It was just Zhang Ling at that time.
All his thoughts were focused on trying to figure out what happened to the old patriarch.
He completely ignored Li Xiang’s small movements around him.
He did this so that his father, Zhang Pengtian, would not be alone at home worrying about Zhang Ling for too long.
Farewell to Li Xiang.
Return home.
I thought my father would be like before when he didn't come home on time.
I have been sitting on the sofa in the living room waiting for her to come back.
Every time you enter, you can hear the loud sound of Qin Opera playing on the TV.
But something is different today.
The lighting in the living room is dim.
I didn't feel the slightest scent of anyone.
She subconsciously turned on the light.
I quickly scanned around my home.
Everything is pretty normal.
She felt relieved and shouted loudly:
"Dad, I'm back."
Time passed minute by minute.
It was still extremely quiet inside the house.
It was so quiet that Zhang Ling thought she was the only living person in the house.
broken!
Zhang Ling suddenly thought of what happened to Xiao Douzi last time at the Li Ancestral Hall.
Nervously, he quickly ran to his bedroom to check.
The moment he opened the door, he saw his father sitting in front of Xiaodouzi's little bed.
Her nerves were completely relaxed and she smiled and said:
"Dad, it turns out you are here."
Father finally coaxed Xiaodou to sleep.
I was nervous for fear that Zhang Ling would wake up Xiaodou if she spoke loudly.
So he quickly walked to the door and signaled to Zhang Ling:
"Quiet, quiet, I finally managed to coax Xiaodouzi to sleep. It won't be good if you wake me up by yelling again."
Zhang Ling said disapprovingly:
"It's okay. This child's sleep quality is quite good. As long as he is asleep, he will not wake up even if there is thunder in his ears."
The words just fell.
Zhang Ling was slapped in the face.
Xiaodouzi heard Zhang Ling's voice calling "Mom".
The father glared at Zhang Ling fiercely and then said calmly:
"This is great! The child was woken up by you. Now that you, the mother, are back, go and put him to sleep. I don't care."
Zhang Ling glanced at her calmly, smiled, waved her hand and said:
"It's okay, it's okay. Dad, don't be nervous. Xiaodouzi is just talking in his sleep..."
Maybe Xiaodouzi has never been able to let go of the fact that he was abandoned by his biological parents.
So every once in a while I dream about the day I was abandoned.
So this mother's voice full of resentment is proof.
Zhang Ling told her father about her experience in taking care of Xiaodouzi.
After hearing this, my father said with some sympathy and sadness:
"It's really hard on this child. Today's young people are really doing evil!"
Zhang Ling wholeheartedly agreed:
"Who says it isn't?"
She had thought that one day she could meet Xiaodouzi's biological parents.
We must help Xiaodouzi send such irresponsible parents to prison!
It's a pity that the crime of abandonment carries a maximum sentence of five years in prison.
Zhang Ling thinks that parents who are unable to take care of themselves are like abandoning Xiaodouzi.
The sentence for murder is not excessive.
The father continued to say to Zhang Ling:
"I read a few more popular romance novels for nothing, and pursued the so-called true love like an obsession. I ruined myself without telling you, and ruined the life of my children."
Zhang Ling was a little dazed by her father's words.
It felt like the irresponsible parent of Xiaodouzi whose father was accusing her was her.
She felt that she could no longer continue this topic.
Maybe her father would really let her take the blame.
It is more likely that the father took advantage of the current topic.
Give Zhang Ling a good education.
Zhang Ling cannot imitate the vast majority of young people today.
Degenerate and become a bastard that will harm the next generation for life.
These are just rough thoughts.
Zhang Ling felt herself break out in a cold sweat.
So she immediately changed the subject and said to her father:
"We'd better not talk about this anymore. By the way, Dad, why didn't you reply when I called you back? You just scared me to death."
The father looked at Zhang Ling with disdain and said:
"Why are you scared? I can't lose your father. You have passed the time to drink milk powder from me. You can't still want to drink milk from me."
Zhang Ling called out "Dad" again in a state of confusion.
Her father immediately pulled Zhang Ling to sit on the sofa in the living room with a curious smile and said:
"Quick, tell me. Did you leave a good impression on Li Xiang's elders tonight? And..."
Zhang Ling asked seriously:
"Wait, dad, wait. Before I answer your question, I have to understand one thing."
My father said somewhat displeasedly:
"What? Say it quickly!"
Zhang Ling brewed her emotions and said:
"I don't understand. Are you my biological father?"
The father deliberately cleared his throat and said seriously:
"I've already told you this more than once. Why do you ask again?"
Zhang Ling stared at her father seriously and said:
"You have indeed said it many times. And you have said two different answers many times. Which one do you want me to believe so many times?"
Regarding this issue, my father will divide it into two situations.
One is when you are in a good mood, you will say:
Zhang Ling is his biological child.
The specific explanation is that Zhang Ling's mother died in childbirth when giving birth to her...
There is another kind of bad mood.
He said that Zhang Ling was not his biological child.
My father explained in detail that he was still a young man.
I just came back from a walk outside when I have nothing to do.
I happened to meet a blind streamer holding a cute little girl in front of my house.
Blind Liu was also very hungry.
She also saw that her father, who was a bit silly at the time, liked the little aunt in her arms very much.
So I begged my father to give him some food and gave the little girl to him.
My father would sigh deeply every time he said this.
He pretended to be extremely remorseful and said.
He was really obsessed at the time.
He actually agreed to Blind Liu's suggestion.
When Zhang Ling heard this story from her father for the first time, she believed it to be true.
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Then he asked with unwillingness in his little eyes:
"Dad, Dad, what did you use in exchange for me?"
After hearing this, my father pretended to be impatient and said:
"Why are you asking so many questions? Ever since I changed into a guy like you who pays money and refuses to obey me, I feel regretful. I don't want to mention it anymore. Come aside and play."
Her father's reluctance to speak instantly aroused Zhang Ling's curiosity.
"No! Dad, just tell me. What did you exchange for me?"
At that time, she held her father tightly with both hands.
He looked like he was bound to demand the truth.
actually!
Zhang Ling didn't care at the time that she was exchanged for her father.
What she cares about is where she stands in her father's mind?
And this status can be reflected in what items her father exchanged for her.
So it moves with my father like a leg pendant.
Her father forced himself to move a few steps before compromisingly looking at her and asking:
"You kid! There's really nothing I can do against you. Zhang Ling, are you sure you must know?"
Zhang Ling nodded "hmm" twice with some uneasiness but firm eyes.
Her father looked at her stubbornness and then acted very seriously and said:
"What can I give you in exchange for you? At that time, the blind people didn't have enough to eat. You looked cute, but you were so thin that you were reduced to a handful of dry firewood. You didn't have any weight."
This is not the answer Zhang Ling wants to hear.
She continued to cry and said:
"No, no, they don't want to hear this. They just want to know, dad, what did you exchange for me?"
The father explained with a helpless expression:
"I've already said it! It's food. If you can give Blind Liu, who is about to starve to death, something to eat, that's already a great favor."
Zhang Ling was about to collapse and said:
"I know it's food. What exactly did you give me to eat?"
The father put on a smile and said:
"This kid is really careful in inquiring. Okay, okay, don't make a fuss. I'll just tell you. It's two palm-sized sweet buns."
Zhang Ling has not experienced that era.
The meaning of two palm-sized sweet buns to a very hungry blind man.
So I was somewhat unwilling to accept that I was worth just two sweet buns in my father's mind.
So that for a long time to come.
Every day Zhang Ling would ask her father repeatedly:
"Dad, was I really only worth two palm-sized sweet buns?"
later!
My father was annoyed by Zhang Ling's questions.
Just notice that there is a touch of sadness in Zhang Ling's eyes when she looks at him.
He knew that Zhang Ling would definitely ask that question again.
So my father said in a classic line in the sketch "Selling Kidnappers".
Her father learned to answer Zhang Ling's questions before she could ask her questions.
I didn’t even want to continue asking the same question after hearing Zhang Ling.
I could only admit to Zhang Ling that I made up a random story to tease her.
As a result, more lies were told.
It finally became real.
Zhang Ling refused to believe that what her father told her was a lie.
My father shot himself in the foot.
I could only silently endure Zhang Ling's questioning in the following days.
That’s it!
My father recalled the past.
It feels like this happened just yesterday.
There are still some lingering fears.
His body trembled subconsciously and then he said:
"Didn't I say that one of them was just to tease you? I said Zhang Ling. Why do you still say there are two answers? One, one, it's the same from beginning to end!"
Zhang Ling listened to her father's almost roaring emphasis at the end.
She reminded with a natural look:
"Dad, don't get excited. Don't wake up Xiaodouzi."
Father glanced in the direction of Zhang Ling's bedroom door.
I haven't heard any crying sounds yet.
Then he lowered his voice and said seriously with some relief:
"Okay, don't interrupt me here. Tell me quickly, what was the specific situation when you met the elders of Li Xiang's family today?"
"What can we do?"
After Zhang Ling finished speaking, she paused deliberately.
Seeing my father’s expression of expectation and anxiety, he complained:
"You kid, you're so anxious. Who did you learn to talk like this from? You should hurry up and say it!"
A smile appeared on her face and she continued:
"I told you before I went. This is just a personal invitation banquet for the old patriarch of the Li family. Where is the old patriarch of the Li family? I met him last time at the Li family ancestral hall."
The father did not hear what he wanted to hear.
He lowered his head in obvious disappointment.
A while!
He suddenly looked up at Zhang Ling and said:
"According to what you said, it's just an ordinary dinner party. As for making it so grand? I even sent someone to pick you up. That's not right. You must not be telling the truth."
"Dad!"
There was a sense of helplessness in this sound.
But it is more of a resistance to her father who always doubts her.
She was most upset that her father was always like this.
When talking to outsiders.
If outsiders say that they grew up eating shit.
My father believed it with 100% certainty.
They even discuss with outsiders which animal's feces are more nutritious?
But if Zhang Ling seriously said that she grew up eating whole grains.
My father will definitely have all kinds of doubts.
Not only do we have to wonder whether whole grains can be used as Zhang Ling’s food?
Even whole grains can become Zhang Ling's food.
He also doubted whether whole grains could provide enough nutrition for Zhang Ling to grow so big?
…
This example may seem a bit extreme.
But for Zhang Ling, it is normal.
In short, every word her father said to her was an imperial edict that must be fulfilled.
But Zhang Lingfan put forward a slightly different personal opinion.
You will definitely receive a thorough rebuttal and passionate education from your father.
My father maintained an attitude of indifference towards Zhang Ling's resistance.
He still put on the authoritative posture that a father should have and said:
"Don't call me that! If you don't tell the truth, I won't have you as my daughter."
Zhang Ling's heart was filled with endless dissatisfaction.
Taking advantage of the loopholes in his father’s words, he said:
"Okay! Then I'd rather not tell you the truth. I'm so sleepy! I'm going to rest."
After Zhang Ling finished speaking, she tried to leave gracefully.
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No.
She must have expected that her father would not let her go easily.
When I heard my father say "stop".
She was pulled back onto the sofa to prevent her from falling.
Then her father's nagging voice sounded in her ears.
"Good day, Zhang Ling! Now do you feel that you have grown up and your wings have become stronger? That's why you dare to disobey your father like this."
Then my father's classic drama will take place.
I saw my father covering his heart with one hand, and the muscles on his face were twitching uncoordinatedly.
He seemed to be moaning in great pain.
From time to time, he also called her a "rebellious woman".
Zhang Ling was completely speechless.
You must know that at the beginning, her father said that she was not a daughter.
She, Zhang Ling, just followed her father's wishes and expressed her thoughts in agreement.
She didn't expect her father to perform this act for her.
Zhang Ling shouted in her heart.
Father!
If you don't go to the film and television studio to act, you're really showing off your talent.
She couldn't laugh or cry as she defended herself and said:
"Dad, you said this. I never said it."
My father felt like he was angry.
I saw him pointing at Zhang Ling's nose.
I said "you" several times in a row but still didn't finish the sentence.
In the end, it was obvious that I couldn't take a breath.
I just choked it up right away.
However, Zhang Ling faced this situation not once or twice.
My father has a heart problem.
But she knew if her father was really ill.
The old man's face must be pale and bloodless.
But now she saw her father's face was rosy and shiny.
Go here.
Zhang Ling judged that her father must be pretending to be sick to make her compromise.
In the past.
When Zhang Ling is in a good mood.
I will definitely pretend to know nothing and cooperate with my father with a worried look on my face.
But Zhang Ling encountered too many things today!
A little tired!
I have absolutely no interest in cooperating with my father in acting.
for a long time!
For a long time, his father did not hear Zhang Ling's compromising words.
He can only use one final move.
After a painful scream.
He pretended to have fainted and collapsed on the sofa.