The chairman is a bit cold

Jiang Xiaoyu: "Grandpa?"

What a familiar yet unfamiliar title, Jiang Xiaoyu repeated it over and over again, as a child, he always seemed to be called grandpa and grandpa non-stop.

Since when did the word grandpa not appear in his life?Jiang Xiaoyu hung up the phone and repeated dully...

"Yu'er..." The chairman pushed Jiang Xiaoyu who kept nagging, "What happened?"

"I want to go home..." When Jiang Xiaoyu turned his head to look at the chairman, his eyes were already filled with tears.

"Okay, I'll book tickets now!" The chairman didn't ask anything, but picked up the phone and called Secretary Song...

Jiang Xiaoyu’s home sounds like it belongs to the fringe area of ​​a small third- and fourth-tier city in the north. It’s a little more simple than the people in the city, but if it’s more fashionable than the rural areas, it’s an urban-rural fringe area. .

If you go home in time for the Spring Festival travel, you need to take the plane first, then back up the train, and finally, when you are exhausted, squeeze all your strength into the bus to get home. The toss can only be described as sour and refreshing.

After Jiang Xiaoyu hung up on Father Jiang's call, he was silent in the scattered memories of his grandma's house when he was a child.

His mother was still there then.

At the end of every month, his parents would take him by car to his grandma’s house in the town for two days. At that time, his grandpa would take him to the river to fish. After a day’s fishing, he might catch a few fish and bring them home. There are not enough ingredients to make a fish soup, but Jiang Xiaoyu is willing to go with his grandpa.

Since when did we go from meeting once a month to once a year?

Jiang Xiaoyu doesn't remember either, maybe after his mother passed away, the word "grandfather" gradually became both kind and strange in Jiang Xiaoyu's life.

He didn't blame his father, it was not easy for his father to pull a half-grown child like him alone to make a living, the conditions were not good at that time, and the fare for a round trip was enough for his father and father to eat several meals.

Being a father and a mother at the same time, taking care of the family while serving him.

In addition, during the holidays, the father and father looked at other people's houses brightly lit at home, and a group of people were eating around the table, and his father felt uncomfortable. Maybe it was because he was afraid of touching the scene, and the number of times he went back was more than a year One year less.

After a full day of tossing and getting off the train, Jiang Xiaoyu gradually came back to his senses. Seeing the chairman next to him looking like a follower, Jiang Xiaoyu realized that this person like his ancestor was also bumping along the way followed him to his hometown.

Jiang Xiaoyu: "Is that why you followed?"

Jiang Xiaoyu didn't give himself time to buffer and brew his emotions, so he blurted out, in fact, the chairman followed him along the way, how could he not feel it, but Jiang Xiaoyu was silent in his own world, unwilling to face the person in front of him, and Some things that can be associated with this person.

"I don't trust you!" The chairman said with a face that looked loyal no matter what. He was very busy with the schedule of the day, and he looked a little haggard.

Although Jiang Xiaoyu's expression was rigid and dull, there was an undercurrent surging in his heart.

He knows that in his world, the chairman doesn't open his mouth for food or stretch out his hands for clothes, but there are people who take care of everything wherever he goes.

But on this day, from packing the luggage to checking in the luggage and then transferring the car, he was doing everything by himself, and at the same time, he was distracted to take care of him, a silly child who was lost in memory because of the death of his grandfather, and it was quite embarrassing for him.

The chairman unscrewed a bottle of water and handed it to Jiang Xiaoyu, who pushed it to the chairman.

"Why, do you start to feel sorry for your man?" A playful expression appeared on the chairman's face. Although he himself knew that it was really not suitable for such a joke at this time, it was still possible to adjust the suppressed emotions. necessary.

Jiang Xiaoyu stared at the expression that didn't match the anger at this time, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't deserve a beating.

"You take the next bus and go back!" Jiang Xiaoyu didn't intend to argue with him, he was a little exhausted and didn't have the strength to entangle with people who were stuttering, and now he seemed to be blown down by a gust of wind.

"Let's go!" The chairman carried the suitcase in one hand and got on the bus with the other on Jiang Xiaoyu's shoulder. He didn't say whether to go back or not.

Jiang Xiaoyu got into the car following the strength of the man's hand, and he didn't talk, he knew that the chairman is not a docile lamb who can be manipulated by others.

Jiang Xiaoyu was pushed awake. When he woke up, his head was resting on the chairman's shoulder. The chairman was staring at him obsessively. Jiang Xiaoyu wiped the drool on his face in embarrassment...

Jiang Xiaoyu: "Why did you fall asleep!" He took the opportunity to express a little annoyed, as if he blamed himself for falling asleep, but in fact, he was competing with himself, why he fell asleep on that person's shoulder.

"Too tired!" The chairman patted Jiang Xiaoyu's head.

Father Jiang was waiting at the gate of the bus station in that broken Elantra that he didn't know the ownership of.

Jiang Xiaoyu recognized his father as soon as he stepped out of the station. He hasn't seen him for more than half a year. His father hasn't changed much, but he is a little tired. He probably has been busy these days. His father is a real person.

"Little Yuzi!" Father Jiang kept waving at him, full of energy, and seemed to be in good health.

"Little Yuzi? Hahaha..." The chairman looked at Jiang Xiaoyu carrying his luggage with a smile.

Jiang Xiaoyu: "Didn't I say that you won't be allowed to pick me up!" Jiang Xiaoyu stepped forward and complained while pulling at the folds of his father's clothes.

Father Jiang: "It's too late, it's not easy to take a taxi here! Where's your luggage?" Father Jiang looked around Jiang Xiaoyu, his eyes skipped over the chairman abruptly, and inspected Jiang Xiaoyu's luggage.

Chairman: "Here it is!"

The chairman was not dissatisfied with Father Jiang, who was delayed in thinking, but handed over the suitcase devoutly while observing the reunited father and son after a long absence.

These fathers are quite interesting. The chairman looked at Father Jiang and then at Jiang Xiaoyu.

The father and son don't look much alike. Father Jiang is of medium build, with a shiny face and a plump sky. Maybe it's because of his fatness. The flesh on his face makes his eyes squeezed into a slit. The potential of some upstarts, a pair of leather shoes are polished to a shine.

The chairman was looking at Jiang Xiaoyu. He had a tall nose and big eyes, and he was a head taller than Jiang's father. There was an inexplicable sense of joy when the two of them stood together.

"Who is this?" Father Jiang noticed that the young man, who was about 1.8 meters tall like his son and dressed in a neat suit, looked more upright than his son.

Chairman: "My name is Hongyu, and I'm Jiang Xiaoyu's friend!" The chairman's thoughts were immediately pulled back to reality, and he rarely formally introduced himself.

Father Jiang: "It looks like a child with a tutor, come on, get in the car!" Father Jiang cheerfully took the chairman's arm and got into the car.

Before getting into the car, the chairman turned his head to look at Jiang Xiaoyu with a bewildered expression. Jiang Xiaoyu did not expect that a person who usually looks like the whole world owes him money now has a pious smile on his face , making him look a little dazed.

He didn't expect that the chairman was quite good at pretending!

Father Jiang: "That..." Father Jiang looked at the chairman, not knowing how to address this young man. He looked at him very humbly, although he was not a few years older than his own son, but his aura But he is so powerful that he doesn't look like a child from an ordinary family.

Chairman: "Uncle, just call me Hongyu!" The chairman looked at Old Man Jiang's expression, and guessed what Old Man Jiang might want to ask.

When I got home, the rice was already on the table, and it was obvious that most of it was made by force. Who said that pickled vegetables can't be regarded as a dish, and there was such a big plate on the table impressively.It is not so easy for a bachelor to host a decent meal.

During the meal, the chairman ate at a leisurely pace without making any sound, which made Jiang's father even embarrassed.

Looking at his son's eating, simple and rude... With the limited vocabulary in his brain, he really couldn't find a suitable word to describe it.

The chairman also found out that Jiang Xiaoyu's mouth is exactly the same as his father's when eating. Although they don't look like each other, they are really close parents.

Father Jiang seemed dissatisfied with his son's impoliteness. Sometimes he didn't know, but Yibi was really shocked. He didn't know what kind of environment could educate such a cultivated and polite young man.

After eating, Father Jiang simply cleaned up the bedroom: "Have a good rest at home tonight, and we will get up early and go to your grandpa's house tomorrow morning!"

Father Jiang simply tidied up Jiang Xiaoyu's room, while arranging the itinerary for tomorrow, it was obvious that Father Jiang was a little embarrassed.

Jiang Xiaoyu's me is full of things big and small. I guess he is not at home, and Jiang's father has already used this room as a warehouse.

Father Jiang: "Since Xiao Yuzi can bring you home, I won't treat you as an outsider, and sleep at home at night. Although Xiao Yuzi's room is a bit messy, I have changed the sheets!" Father Jiang While speaking, he carried the suitcase to Jiang Xiaoyu's room.

For the friend brought back by this son, Father Jiang really liked it from the bottom of his heart. Needless to say, just by looking at him, the young man knew what he was going to ask. To sum it up, three words: have aura!

The chairman speculated about Father Jiang's heart, and it was too easy for him to observe his words and demeanor. He was observing his prospective father-in-law along the way...

The old man, it's simple, he can be taken down by himself in minutes, the chairman thought in his mind.

Chairman: "Uncle, then I will not be polite!" The chairman also took off the outsider, took off the outsider, and followed Father Jiang into Jiang Xiaoyu's room.

Jiang Xiaoyu: "Dad, let him go out and live in a hotel, he has money, so he doesn't care!" Jiang Xiaoyu finally came to his senses, and hurriedly stopped his father, he didn't plan to share the bed with that person in his own house, besides From time to time, the man showed an expression of displeasure towards him.

Father Jiang: "This kid, why are you so ignorant?"

The Party once taught us that we need to grasp it with both hands, and both hands must be strong, but Father Jiang has been thinking about how to get as much money as possible from the pockets of the rich to feed his son, but he really has no idea about quality education. Keep up with his brain, which grows stronger for money.

Father Jiang was lying on the bed tossing and falling asleep, how did his son come into contact with such an outstanding young man?

And from the looks of it, the relationship between the two is pretty good, otherwise he wouldn't have brought him home with his son's character.

The chairman casually flipped through the books on the bookshelf and looked around the entire room. The room was not big, and there were a lot of things piled up in the corners. It is estimated that if they were cleaned up, they would not be finished every three days.

"You must have not studied hard when you were in school. You must have studied hard for a year in the third year of high school before you were admitted to university!" The chairman sat down on the chair in front of the desk.

"How do you know?" Jiang Xiaoyu was a little surprised. He was still thinking about how to spend the night just now. He must find a way to send this annoying guy away tomorrow morning, etc...

This was brought back to reality by the chairman's sharp analysis.

"You see that your books from childhood to adulthood are very new, only the textbooks for the third year of high school are circled and marked with a lot of marks! Although some of them are really not test points!" The chairman said holding a mathematics textbook for the third year of high school .

"Who said, I'm good at studying!" Jiang Xiaoyu gave the chairman a blank look.

He doesn't have much mind to think about that now, looking at the bed he has slept in for many years, it was his favorite bed at first, and he would pounce heavily on it every time, but right now he is a little nervous.

"Who is Zhang Yue? Your girlfriend?" The chairman asked while flipping through an alumni record, pointing to a pretty-looking girl.

"You...how did you...know?" Jiang Xiaoyu suddenly jumped up from the bed, and quickly snatched back the alumni book.

"It seems to be true!" The chairman didn't intend to return the alumni record with the photo album to him: "Why, don't you plan to share your romantic history with your men?"

"Give it to me!" Jiang Xiaoyu angrily stepped forward and snatched the alumni record, and threw it back into the drawer: "Don't rummage through my things, or let me out!"

The chairman is also savvy, he is not writhing, suppressing his curiosity, not to mention how excited the chairman is at this moment, he knows who gave him this excitement, he has never been so excited since he was a child.

This room contained Jiang Xiaoyu's entire youth, from which he could understand Jiang Xiaoyu's entire student days, how attractive this was to him!

The chairman is still very calm on the surface, as if casually looking around every corner of the room, he doesn't dare to show how excited, after all, this time he came back for a funeral, the whole family will not be in a good mood except him .

The chairman picked up a photo album on the bookshelf and looked at it. At the beginning of the period, Jiang Xiaoyu didn't let him move, but he didn't go around the chairman. After all, two people were alone in the room, so some Something to distract from.

It was different from Jiang Xiaoyu's imagination, he thought the chairman would laugh at him for what he looked like when he was a child, but he didn't expect that the chairman just looked at each one seriously.

Jiang Xiaoyu's photos are very regular, almost once a year when he was young, and the date of that photo is written on the lower right corner of the photo.

Afterwards, it became less regular, and there was a break in the middle for many years. After that, there were some sporadic photos of him and his family, some of him playing football in high school, some of his coming-of-age ceremony, and occasionally a picture of him and his father. photo.

It's just that there are no dates written on the photos. The chairman looked at each photo one by one, guessing which year each photo should be taken. After that, he would also think about where he was and what he was doing that year. something.

Slowly turning to the end of the album, the chairman found that two photos were superimposed together.

It's hidden very secretly, if you don't pay attention, you really can't see it.

The above is a very casual photo of life, and the chairman pulled out the bottom one, which is a photo of a young woman holding a child who looks about three or four years old.

The chairman knew that the child was Jiang Xiaoyu, and the woman he was holding had beautiful features, and combed the kind of wavy hair that was very popular back then, and the hair was very docile and docile on her head.

The woman was wearing overalls, looking fresh and neat, the chairman looked at it, this should be Jiang Xiaoyu's mother!

It seems that Jiang Xiaoyu inherited his mother's appearance. His eyes, nose, and mouth all look very similar to his mother's. Jiang Xiaoyu's mother must be gone!

The chairman still remembered what Jiang Xiaoyu said after Roland left that day: "At least you still have a mother!"

The chairman's heart hurt for no reason, and he swore secretly that he must treat Jiang Xiaoyu well, as good as he can!

Jiang Xiaoyu: "What are you looking at?" Jiang Xiaoyu noticed that the chairman was in a daze.

Chairman: "Nothing!" The chairman immediately stuffed the photo back, he didn't want Jiang Xiaoyu to find out that he saw that photo.

Jiang Xiaoyu hid that photo, probably because he didn't want others to see it!

I don't want to let myself see it either.

Since Jiang Xiaoyu chooses to seal up his memories, he will definitely not touch them. The atmosphere at home is already depressing enough.Jiang Xiaoyu couldn't help but die of pain when he saw his mother's photo and felt emotional!

The chairman can't bear Jiang Xiaoyu's suffering, this is one way he loves Jiang Xiaoyu.

Jiang Xiaoyu: "What is it that you didn't see?"

Chairman: "Baby, so you were so charming when you were young!"

The chairman put down the photo album, turned around, and threw himself and Jiang Xiaoyu onto the bed.

"Fuck, you're sick!" Jiang Xiaoyu cursed in a low voice.

The chairman touched his waist again and again, making him numb all over, and he felt the chairman's hot breath on his neck.

He really wanted to explode, and swung his fist, but his father was next door, and he was afraid that the noise would be too loud and wake his father up.

Chairman: "I'm so tired! Go to sleep!" The chairman still hugged Jiang Xiaoyu's waist, but he didn't make any further movements. Jiang Xiaoyu struggled for a long time, but the chairman hugged him even tighter: "You are struggling , I called you dad!"

When Jiang Xiaoyu heard this sentence, he immediately became quieter. He didn't want his father to know that the person who brought him home was someone who had been eager to fuck his son.

Maybe it was really too tired, or maybe it was too much relaxation in his own bed, and a burst of snoring reached the chairman's ears unknowingly.

The director looked at Jiang Xiaoyu who was sleeping soundly, his brows were slightly frowned, and he stretched his arm under Jiang Xiaoyu's neck, letting him pillow his arm.

Jiang Xiaoyu seemed to feel a little more comfortable, and his eyebrows gradually relaxed a little.

The chairman was very satisfied with the posture of the two of them. It seemed that he had come to the right place this time. Looking at Jiang Xiaoyu, he felt a little distressed. In fact, this child is not as strong or happy as he showed!

Maybe sometimes I just hold on, like myself, to seal up certain emotions, but, it's just that their ways of venting are different.

He decided to make up for the love that this person in his arms has lost all these years and all the rest. From now on, make up little by little, piece by piece...