Inheritance

Chen Jin came back very late from the police, and it was early in the morning when he got home. Chen Ting cooked a bowl of noodles and waited for him...

The noodles were rotten and cold until they waited until Chen Ting threw them away in embarrassment and said he wanted to cook another bowl for him. Chen Jin separated him with one hand and said while rolling up his sleeves, "It's fine to please, I don't want stomach ulcers .”

"elder brother……"

"Let's talk about something after eating, don't make me throw chopsticks now."

"..."

A supper was so tasteless, Chen Jin put down his chopsticks and watched him pick up the remaining half bowl of noodles with his slightly swollen face.

"Don't eat if you don't want to eat."

He lowered his head, lowered his eyes, and gently put the chopsticks on the bowl in a very uncomfortable way.

Chen Jin pulled the bowl over, picked up the chopsticks and ate it in two or three bites.

"Okay, let's go to sleep."

"Brother." Chen Ting hurriedly stopped him, "Don't you have anything to ask me?"

"I asked, what would you say?"

The slightly raised voice left him speechless.

Silence is indeed more powerful than fierce questioning.

"Ah Ting, if I didn't ask, it doesn't mean I didn't notice it. I didn't question you and scold you because I sympathized with your feelings. The matter of the teacher has been on your mind for so many years, and you have to pretend that nothing happened for a while. You may not be able to accept living an ordinary life for a while. But you can’t go too far in everything. Matters involving the judiciary and the underworld, starting from Ah Huai, I will be more vigilant.” After a pause, “As for you, listen carefully , before the police academy starts, if you do something out of line, I will delete your file in the superintendent."

Having said that, it can be regarded as Chen Jin's tolerance for all his recent misbehavior.

But I understand the truth, and I still want to go according to my own calculations, probably because I don't touch the south wall and don't look back, so I'm talking about people like him.

"Brother, I promise you too. After this incident, I will never cause trouble again." He said something that he didn't even dare to promise, and somehow he lacked confidence, "But... but Ah Huai, he is involved in gangster drugs The trader, let him be your informant, he can provide you with very useful information, this is a good opportunity, isn't it..."

"How to determine and contact the informant has nothing to do with you."

"But...but you are the one who can reduce his sentence right now, if..."

"Chen Ting." The serious reprimand exploded in his ears, and he couldn't hide his anger, "There must be a limit to self-willedness."

Chen Jin pointed at him, and made a final warning, "Don't ask for a fight."

"I beg you..." He braced himself and prepared to be beaten. He knelt down on the marble floor and asked Chen Jin to compromise. After all, without Ah Huai, he might not be able to do many things in his plan, and Ah Huai Huai has already had an accident because of his plan, how can he let him give up this glimmer of hope of saving lives.

Chen Jin was speechless for a while, so he took the feather duster that Xiaoxing put in the vase next to the refrigerator, and angrily slapped it on his back seven or eight times.

He scolded, "How old are you, can you have a little brain?"

"Brother, analyze it yourself. Letting Ah Huai be your informant is more beneficial than harmful. Even if I have selfish intentions, there is nothing wrong with it, isn't it?"

"The police station is such a place for you to use your selfishness? Where have you read to me all these years?"

Questioning and anger came like a mountain avalanche, and Chen Jin tolerated him to the extreme, every time it fell on his back, he couldn't say a single grievance.

It was he who made it this far by himself, and it was he who forced the senior brother into a dilemma...

After dropping his head ten times, he gritted his teeth and remained silent.

Chen Jin grabbed his ear and threw it on the marble dining table. His upper body was stuck on the edge of the table. The coolness seeped from the tabletop through the shirt into his skin, and a dense layer of goose bumps appeared.

There were scorching tingling pains on the back, followed by exploding pain on the buttocks. Compared with the belt, the feather duster was nothing.

For a split second, the two heavens of ice and fire were extremely difficult, but he bit the bullet and carried it, without saying a word of softness.

At this time, the resistance is nothing but his compromise.It was Chen Jin who compromised with him.

When I was young, I used this kind of routine too much, and it was handy, but at that time, the disputes were just whether I could eat an extra ice cream, whether I could go to the swimming pool after the cold recovered, and whether I could go to summer camp instead of cram school during the summer vacation. Arguing over such small things.

Most of the time, his father was willing to do something to subdue him, but often Chen Jin loved him more, and he always made up his mind afterwards.

"Are you still a child now? Crying and fussing when you don't get what you want?"

"Papa papa" several times the belt hit his back, the pain made him gasp for air, there was no time to answer, he hummed a few times, and was suppressed by the sound of the belt pulling on his body.

"answer."

In the crackling sound, even if he organized his words and wanted to reply, he still couldn't get the breath in his throat. The force was so strong that his whole buttocks were almost numb from the blows. Unable to bear it anymore, the body automatically conditioned reflexively climbed on the table to hide for a while, and flung a belt on the table, leaving shallow marks on the smooth light yellow marble table...

Taking a breath from the continuous beating, he felt his lungs felt better, but his throat was extremely dry. After recovering from the pain, his legs couldn't hold his posture at all. He pulled the chair and half fell to the ground.

Chen Jin stopped his hands and looked at him quietly, both annoyed and distressed, couldn't bear it, grabbed the feather duster beside him and threw it on him a few times, "There are so many reasons, why don't you just listen to you."

A stick made half of his arm go numb, and he whimpered from his throat, "Brother..."

Chen Jin stopped his hands, thinking that he had finally compromised, sighed and left, threw the feather duster in his hand and put down his belt, pulled up the chair and sat down, waiting for him to relax on the ground.

Chen Ting huddled into a ball by the table, and the pain was severe, so he shivered a little. Chen Jin knew how hard he had put in, and he was aiming at convincing him, but his heart ached for him, but he was soft-hearted about this kind of thing. It can kill a person for life.

No matter how many people have been sacrificed on this road, no matter how many lives are lost in selfishness, it will definitely not be Chen Ting.

"Do you know it hurts now?" Chen Jin saw the part of his exposed arm, which was in a mess, and thought it would only be worse, so he said in a helpless tone, "Talk to you carefully." , just can’t listen to it, you have to be beaten to make sense, right?”

As if it had been silent for half a century, Chen Ting raised his head from his arms, slowly climbed up the legs of the chair and table, stared at the table for a few seconds, then took the belt on the table with a slight trembling, and held it in his hand timidly. With squinting eyes, he sent it to Chen Jin.

His face was still pale, and the fear of pain that had been deeply rooted in his bone marrow for many years came out densely from the cracks in his bones. His hands trembled slightly uncontrollably, and he licked his lips before trembling and saying two words with no confidence, "I... ...Don't hide, you...you continue..."