Chapter 704 The Most Romantic Thing - Feng Qiuhuang (1)
When I walked into my yard, I didn't see my old man.
Chen Fang paused, looked around, and ran towards the kitchen.
Hey, no one is there!
Where is that? At this time, according to his understanding of the old man, he should have gone to have a snack, but he was not here?
When he walked out of the east room kitchen, Chen Fang paused, looked around, and walked towards the main room.
Could it be that he was squatting among the books again?
When he opened the door, he saw his old man with his back to him, burying his head in front of his desk and not knowing what he was busy with.
No matter what he is busy with!
Chen Fang walked over and slapped the small certificate in his hand in front of his old man, causing the old man Chen Daran to look at him sideways.
"What's the matter? I have to deal with it?" The old man glanced at the red certificate in front of him, "What's there to be proud of? I already know."
Chen Fang waved his hand: "I'm not proud. How can I be proud? I'm not happy."
"Ha!" The old man glanced sideways at Chen Fang, put down the pen in his hand, and picked up the bright red certificate, "That's right, the names were all written wrong, I'm so happy!"
"No!" Chen Fang pulled off the small certificate, "It's not because of this."
"What's the reason for that?" The old man leaned back in his chair, narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at Chen Fang, paused, and immediately laughed, "Is it possible that Yiyi is ignoring you?"
Chen Fang pursed his lips: "You said it all. She really ignored me. It's all your fault."
Chen Daran raised his hand and poked Chen Fang's forehead without politeness: "You are useless yourself, why should you blame me!"
"If you hadn't told me, why would you have ignored me? We had a good time before." Chen Fang took a small step back unconvinced and rubbed his forehead, "I don't care, tell me, what should I do now?"
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After saying that, he sat down at the table next to the old man and slapped the small red certificate in his hand on the table, "It's all your fault!"
Before he could sit firmly, he heard an "ouch" and was kicked to the ground by his old man Chen Daran.
"You've grown up, haven't you? If I don't take care of you, you won't know who your father is!" Chen Daran rubbed his hands and took back his feet.
"You know how to hit me!" Chen Fang rubbed his butt and stood up, "If you have the ability, how dare you speak so loudly in front of my mother... Ouch!"
Before he finished speaking, he received another kick on his calf.
"You deserve to be ignored," Chen Daran picked up Chen Fang's ear, "You deserve to be dumped."
"It hurts, it hurts," Chen Fang patted his old man's arm, "If you have something to say, don't just hit and scold me. I'm your biological son, not someone you picked up on the street."
"It would be better if I picked it up. I won't fight it." Chen Daran unceremoniously twisted Chen Fang's little ears again. "Just because you are my biological son, I will let you grow up today."
Keep your memory long and educate you well."
"It hurts, it hurts!" Chen Fang pulled his old man's arm, "I remember, you are my father, I won't talk back to you anymore, that's okay."
"That's not the point." Chen Daran held Chen Fang's little ears and sat back on the chair.
"Then what's your point? Tell me!" Chen Fang grabbed his old man's arm and said, "It hurts."
"What's this pain? If you don't remember it now, you'll have pain in the future!" Chen Daran loosened his hand abruptly and patted Chen Fang on the back, "Listen carefully and remember it for me.
Mom, that is my wife, so of course I will let her go."
"Hiss!" Chen Fang took a breath, rubbed his ears, touched his back, and subconsciously took two steps back.
"Stand closer," Chen Daran stretched out his hand and pulled Chen Fang over in an instant, "Did you hear what I just said? I can't bear this little pain, what can I do in the future?"
Chen Fang sniffed: "I heard it, my mother is your wife, so you let her go."
Haha, it’s obviously an excuse!
Hanhan is not the old man’s wife, so the old man doesn’t dare to be cruel to Hanhan! Oh, and there is Yiyi, the old man hugs Yiyi more times than he does.
As long as he could remember, whenever he and Yiyi were playing outside and met by the old man, the old man would carry Yiyi home and leave him behind.
At first, he protested and wanted to hug them too! Later, he got used to it and silently followed the two of them alone.
Because, when he protested once, his old man kicked him, glared at him, and said harshly, "You've become a man, and you still want to be hugged. It's not embarrassing. Let's go on your own!"
When the old man said that, Yiyi was proudly lying on the old man's shoulder and making faces at him!
Oh, he looked around and saw the eyes looking towards them from all around.
Forget it, he might as well save some face for himself, straighten his back, put on a smile, looked around, and then followed him home pretending to jump up and down.
"Well," Chen Daran nodded, "You should understand, right?"
Looking at the old man's slightly smiling face, Chen almost blurted out "I understand", thought about it, and swallowed it.
"Huh?" Chen Jiaran's eyes widened instantly, "Don't you understand? You have to remember Yiyi in the future."
"..." Chen Fang felt suffocated, blinked, and looked at Chen Daran, "Yiyi is not my wife!"
Before he finished speaking, Chen Fang was hit on the head again, and Chen Fang unconsciously took a small step back.
"How did I give birth to such a stupid son?" Chen Daran leaned back in his chair again, with a look of hatred on his face, "I even doubt whether you picked him up on the street."
"Then I don't know anymore." Chen Fang muttered softly.
"What are you mumbling about?" Chen Daran raised his foot and hooked towards Chen Fang, "In addition to knowing how to talk back, what else do I have? I deserve to stop playing with you."
"I..." Chen Fang suddenly remembered the reason why he wanted to find the old man just now, and scratched his head, "Dad, you mean, I have to let Yiyi go?"
"Otherwise?" Chen Daran raised his hand and touched the back of his head, looking at Chen Fang again and again with serious words, "Boy, you have to remember that from now on, you have to rely on her and give in to everything.
she."
"Then," Chen Fang paused, "I don't need to compete for first place anymore? I won't perform on stage anymore?"
"Silly boy, why are you fighting for the first place?" Chen Daran put his hand on Chen Fang's shoulder, "When I was in elementary school, it was the girls who got good grades. You don't need to fight. By junior high school, you are used to it, so you don't have to.
When you reach high school, there are more people, so you don’t have to fight anymore. If there is anything to fight about, instead of fighting over useless things, why not happily accompany Yiyi until she graduates from college."
A pair of big eyes rolled around twice, then lit up, and asked the old man: "Dad, what do you mean, when we finish college, Yiyi will be my wife?"