President, it's time to feed the pigs

Suo Lanlan roughly talked about the situation back then. To put it simply, before Suo Lantu knew about it, she had already blocked people in the alley, and what happened after that was self-evident.

Luo Guanjie feels that his sixth sense is still accurate. Suo Lanlan is a ruthless woman, and he must not offend her. Scumbag specimen.

He was nervous and scared, and had to find a topic:

"Sister, that Song Xisheng...?"

"Don't worry about you and Lantu, I'm ready here. If he calms down, I'll send the compensation. If he insists on courting death, I'll give him a copy of the wonderful deeds I've collected. I know best in my heart that it shouldn’t be a big problem, but you two should be careful in the future.”

The two were talking here, the kitchen was already busy, and there was a faint aroma of food, Suo Lanlan didn't know if he hadn't had a good rest, his face was ugly, and he didn't want to talk anymore.

"Go and see your father and your friends." Luo Guanxu said while walking with a cup in his hand.

Luo Guanjie walked so fast that he almost didn't take his slippers, but he got up and saw that his brother was holding something that must not be coffee, it looked like hot milk?

"You can't drink coffee now, the doctor told you..."

"Shut up, say one more word in front of your dad, and I'll go to the hospital right away."

Luo Guanjie missed Suo Lantu in his heart, but felt that the relationship between his brother and Suo Lanlan was extraordinary.

Now is not the time to worry about others, Luo Guanjie only heard the last two sentences, and then walked to the study.

Luo Guanjie knocked on the door, and it was Suo Lantu who opened the door. He winked at Suo Lantu a little nervously. Seeing that the expressions of the two were quite calm, his heart was finally relieved.

"Guanjie, come in." Luo Zhenhuan said with his back to the door.

"dad."

"Don't stand, sit both of you, and I'll have a few words with you."

Luo Guanjie and Suolantu sat side by side in front of Luo Zhenhuan's desk, and he clasped his knees nervously.

"I chatted with Xiao Suo just now, but I didn't expect his father to be Professor Lan."

Luo Guanjie opened his eyes wide and looked at Suo Lantu. Both of them seldom mentioned Suo Lantu's father. First, Suo Lantu didn't know his father very well. He knew that Suolantu's father was a university teacher.

"Dad, do you know Lantu's father?"

"Yes, when I was young, I was still a small contractor. That year when X University built a new campus, it was the first time I was in charge of a whole project. I had a lot of affection for that school, and I would go back to see it if I had nothing to do. Look, where his father happens to be in class, Professor Lan is a very attractive person, not only his appearance, but also his intellectual demeanor. I haven't read too many books, but I really appreciate talented people who have read poetry and books, Lan The professor's class is very popular, and there are no empty seats even on weekends, and once I had nothing to do, I secretly sat in the classroom."

Luo Guanjie seemed to be listening to a story, he never expected that the fate of the two started from his father's generation.

Solantu listened more seriously. After all, no one had ever formally mentioned his father to him. What he knows about his father now is only a few words from other people's mouths, and what he secretly checked when he was an adult.

In addition, everyone who knew his father kept his father secret. His father had always been said by others to be an incompetent and heartless man. Luo Zhenhuan was the first pertinent positive comment.

"Once, I was so fascinated by the lecture that I was reluctant to leave after class. It wasn't until Professor Lan came to me that I realized that almost everyone in the classroom had left. Your father, that is Teacher Lan, asked me: 'Aren't you this Are you a student at the school?" I was very embarrassed at the time, I have no culture, but I was very interested in his class and what he said, and I was afraid that people would not be allowed to attend this class. Teacher Lan is very nice , could see my embarrassment, and said to me: "I'll just ask, I'm familiar with the students in this school, I've never seen you, but I can always meet you every weekend in class.""

According to Luo Zhenhuan's intermittent memories, there is actually not much difference in age between the two of them. Professor Lan is the youngest professor in this school, and Luo Zhenhuan is not very educated, but he has a strong understanding. The two have the same views on calligraphy, calligraphy and painting, and many other issues. As a result, the two people with a big difference in status quickly became friends who talked about everything.

It was also from that time that Luo Zhenhuan fell in love with calligraphy, and the two of them would also exchange skills when they were free.

Until one day, Luo Zhenhuan came back from other places and wanted to go to Professor Lan's class again. He found that the lecturer had changed. Communication was not very developed at that time, and the two did not leave any contact information, and they always had a tacit understanding every time. Chatting after class on weekends, I didn't expect Luo Zhenhuan to come back after leaving for more than half a year.

Luo Zhenhuan couldn't find anyone, and was very worried that something had happened to Professor Lan. After all kinds of inquiries, he found out that this person had resigned.

Luo Zhenhuan has been lost for a long time, and suddenly a lot of fun is lost in life.At that time, his career was on the rise, and he was getting busier and busier.Later, he gradually forgot about this matter, until a few years later, someone said that Professor Lan had committed suicide, and while he was heartbroken, he always missed the happy time of the two before.

"Uncle Luo, in fact, my father..." Suo Lantu never told anyone about it. He actually found his father secretly. His father did not leave Beijing either, but he left the city and went to the countryside of Beijing. , until he finally died, he also stayed alone in a village. No one knew why this gentle-looking young man always walked alone. When he finally threw himself into the lake, everyone just shook their heads in regret.

"Xiao Suo, maybe he is sorry for your mother and never took care of you, but for me, he is my confidant. I never thought that there would be such a person in this world. It's like a book that can never be finished. , Fascinating, and unexpected. He is the most memorable and regrettable person I have ever met. I blamed me for being on a business trip for too long. I didn't see that he was in a bad mood. If I knew it earlier, maybe He can't make it this far..."

Suo Lantu didn't know what to say. Although Suo Lanlan thought she was hiding it well enough, Suo Lantu had actually sneaked to Lan Tingyun's grave a long time ago. His father's hometown had long been deserted, and Lan Tingyun was alone. Lying on a barren hill, but there is a monument, there is no name on the monument, I don't know who erected it, only three words are written: Jun Rulan.

When Suolantu went there, he found that someone still took care of it, and planted some pines and cypresses and unremarkable orchids.

"When I grew up, I went to the village where he lived, and I also found out from various parties that my father and mother have been in a tepid relationship since they got married. Kindly, my father may be relatively young, and the two got married naturally. Later, when my sister was born, the conflict between the two gradually emerged. Later, my father seemed to have no attachment to this family, but my mother wanted to keep me Dad, there is me. I heard from my sister that my dad used to take a lot of medicine at that time, but the medicine was not developed at that time. I suspected that my father had already suffered from depression. Until the divorce, he was actually entangled and contradictory."

Speaking of the old man, Luo Zhenhuan was full of emotions. He can be said to have achieved achievements that ordinary people can't achieve in his life. However, in his later years, his lover and confidant left him one after another.

"Yeah, your dad is just like me. He is a passionate, bad guy. He is humble and gentle. If he can get a divorce, he probably has nowhere to go. I'm not trying to excuse him. I think he must have nowhere to go, and finally chose to end himself."

Speaking of Lan Tingyun, Suo Lantu actually didn't have much emotion, but it was the first time he heard a different evaluation of his father from others, and he was a little bit embarrassed.

"Xiao Suo, seeing you is like seeing your father back then. I had a lot of worries and considerations, but until you appeared, I thought it might be God's will. After all, Guanjie's mother and I are actually It’s also because your dad knew each other, it’s ridiculous to say it, it’s a beautiful misunderstanding, but once you come and go, you will have Guanjie.”

Luo Guanjie lamented that fate is tricky, as if the fate of these people is controlled by a pair of big hands in the air, some people are like this, when they appear, they will accompany you to breathe, heartbeat, until the end of life.

The three talked for a long time, until the nanny knocked on the door, and the three came out of the study.

"Dad, Xiaojie, Lantu, come over for dinner."

Luo Guanxu had asked someone to set up the food and was waiting for someone to come out.

Luo Guanjie felt like he was riding a roller coaster this day, he was at the bottom of the valley for a while, and flew up to the sky for a while.

After several people were seated, it was rare to have lunch with so many people at home.

"Lan Lan, eat more."

Luo Guanjie didn't know the taste of this meal. He was not only reminiscing about the changes and breakthroughs of his day, but also was overwhelmed by his elder brother's abnormal behavior. He really wanted to find a Mr. Yin Yang and show it to Luo Guanxu. Did it hit something?

Who dares to believe these words and deeds?

"Yes, Lan Lan, right? You are too thin, eat more." Luo Zhenhuan still felt that something was wrong with Luo Guanxu. Although Suo Lanlan seemed to be doing business, his son knew that Luo Guanxu was definitely thinking about him. It just seemed that Suo Lanlan didn't take his son seriously.

After the meal, Luo Guanxu cared and commented that no one even noticed that Suo Lantu brought food to Luo Guanjie. The whole family, including the nanny, felt that the young master had changed his sex!

Everyone was enjoying themselves, the door suddenly opened, never expected that Ye Cuimei was already standing at the door angrily, Luo Guanjie felt bad.

"Yo, what do you mean, so many people came while I was away?"

"Mom." Luo Guanxu got up first, and Ye Cuimei pushed him back before saying too much:

"Shut up for me, I won't let you stay, I will settle accounts with you later!"

Suo Lanlan guessed who was coming by looking at her momentum, she wiped her mouth neither humble nor overbearing:

"Hello, Auntie. I didn't expect Auntie to come back so soon after going abroad."

Ye Cuimei didn't know who it was who came. Not long after she landed, someone tipped her off. She was keeping eyeliner on and staring at Luo Zhenhuan, but she didn't expect her inner ghost to come out first. trusting son.

"You don't have the right to talk, you Luo Guanjie, what kind of shameful deeds did you do outside, let people block the door and let us wipe your ass, tell me?"

Ye Cuimei glanced sharply, and fixed her eyes on Suolantu. The reporter didn't know the details of the inside story, but only gave a rough outline. Ye Cuimei found the key person at a glance.

"Tsk, auntie, what are you talking about? Why do I have nothing to say? Today, your son begged me to come." Suo Lanlan was angry, but Ye Cuimei came just in time, and hit the gun.

The author has something to say: I have finally contributed the last drop of my manuscript to these few lines!

Jie Ge: Why don't you hire a Feng Shui master?My brother looks a little scary

Lan Lan: …………

Sister Suo: Whatever, I am annoyed looking at him, talking nonsense, give the fortune teller a few more red envelopes, and ask him to tell your brother, talk less and eat more.