Glaciers are warming

In the study room on the second floor of Yu's house, Yu Anxun was wearing a Chinese-style brown summer shirt and was watering the potted plants in the house one by one.

The door was not closed, Yu Che knocked on the door and called "Dad".

Looking back at her, Yu Anxun said loudly, "Come in and sit down."

Yu Che was not interested in flowers and plants in the past, she did not have the energy to take care of and appreciate these lives.When studying, I strive for the best, immerse myself in reading all the way, and go to work meticulously, so as not to mislead my children.

But Lin Zhiyang likes it, she claims to have super powers, and often chats with some flowers and plants, asking and answering herself.

The last time I passed a 300-year-old ginkgo tree on Huaida Road, Lin Zhiyang put one hand on the trunk and said in a good voice: "You are considered an old man in the palace. My girlfriend and I are here today. Let you witness it."

"What, you said we were made in heaven? This is inevitable, thank you."

Yu Che stood aside, thinking that this person was cute and neurotic.

Thinking of Lin Zhiyang from the ordinary potted plants on the table, this inattention was dragged back by Yu Anxun.

"School is on summer vacation. Have you nothing to do recently?"

Although it is a question, the words spoken are heavy, with an undeniable narrative tone.

Yu Che sat on the cold and hard wooden chair, "reading books, writing papers, and preparing for new courses."

"What's the rush? I'm on vacation, and I need to catch my breath." Yu Anxun supported her to move forward, but she didn't want her to be busy in her life.

"Two days ago, I dreamed about your mother."

When talking about his dead wife, his usual serious tone softened more than half, and even the movements of watering the flowers were more gentle.

Eighteen years after his deceased wife passed away, he has never talked about her marriage, and what he fears is that one day he will be speechless when he sees her in a dream.

When he heard his mother, Yu Che's calm to the point of indifference loosened, "Did Mom say anything?"

Satisfied with her reaction, Yu Anxun put down the watering can, picked up the towel from the corner of the table to wipe off his hands, folded it and put it back in place.

"She loves to worry, tell me to be kind and tolerant to you, as if I don't treat you well without her protection."

Before his wife passed away, Yu Anxun's temper was bigger than now, and he would often reprimand the three children at home, from family rules to school rules.

As his only son, Yu Cheng was beaten violently every three to five days during the two days of rebellion in junior high school.

But since their mother passed away, most of Yu Anxun's temper has been restrained, and he is no longer so assertive at home.

He consciously merged the two roles of father and mother, and no one came to love and protect his children, so how could he be willing to beat and scold him like before.

Yu Che was moved, with a sad look on his face: "I haven't dreamed about my mother for a long time."

When I was in junior high school, I always dreamed that when I saw my classmates’ mothers come to deliver meals or keys, I would secretly envy them for a long time.

Father's love and the love of elder brothers and sisters cannot be compared with mother's love after all.

Later, the image of her mother gradually became blurred in her mind, and she had to rely on photos to remember every expression of her clearly.The number of dreams is less and less.

During those few years when she was disheartened and desperate, Yu Che repeatedly assumed that if her mother was still alive, she would not treat her like this.

Don't bully her anymore, and pretend that nothing happened.

Mother's heart is not so cruel, she will protect her.

Yu Anxun sat next to her and poured two cups of the brewed tea in the teapot, "You can't dream, it's because you are too far away from her. Her death day will be in half a month, so it's better to stay at home during this period. If you lack something, you can go back and ask for it."

The father and daughter were too close, and Yu Che was not in the mood to drink that cup of tea due to the oppression. He wanted to refuse the first time he heard this, but he heard Yu Anxun sigh: "I used to work hard outside, drink and drink, When I get home, I’m most afraid of making noise. I don’t know how many times your brother has been scolded by me because of his loud voice. Now that he’s old, he can’t help but like how lively his family is.”

Even if Yu Che doesn't talk much when he returns home, or even doesn't leave the room often, he is satisfied in his heart.Always thinking about whether the kitchen will prepare Yu Che's favorite meals, even seeing her pick up an extra chopstick is gratifying.

The word of refusal came to his lips, he made a detour, and when he raised his eyes to see Yu Anxun's white hair, it melted away.

But he didn't forget that Lin Zhiyang was still waiting for her at home, she couldn't stay here for more than half a month.

"If Dad wants me to be at home, I will stay for three or two days before going back, and I will come back on the 27th."

Tasting tea without saying a word, Yu Anxun was obviously dissatisfied with this proposal.

"You are at home, and you don't need to do anything, why are you in a hurry to leave?"

One is that she doesn't want to stay and feels depressed; the other is that someone is waiting for her at home.

That person was caught by her in the morning and had breakfast, and now he went back to sleep again.

I don't know where the many sleeps come from.

Unfortunately, these two points are not what Yu Anxun wants to hear.

"Dad asked me to come back today just to talk about this?"

Yu Anxun looked at his little daughter: "I dreamed of your mother that night, and the next day I talked to your sister about you. You are not at home all year round, and she is always worried about you. I thought about letting you come back and live for ten and a half months. You nourish your body."

She took care of herself too thin, she couldn't see it in autumn and winter, and she couldn't hide it since summer.

"I still say that, I am already 30 years old, I will take care of myself, and I don't need my family to care too much."

Yu Che met Yu Anxun's eyes, "Dad liked to be quiet when he was young, and didn't understand the noise of his children. When he is old, he likes to be lively, but he should understand what his children think."

It doesn't make sense for elders who want to be quiet, so they can't help beating and scolding the noisy children to kill enough interest; it's even more unreasonable, when they get older and want to be lively, they forcefully trap their children and grandchildren by their side .

Yu Cheng and Yu Xin's family lived here. The three generations of grandparents and grandchildren were lively enough, but not enough to force her to come back.

Yu Che can naturally understand how a father cares for her daughter, but Huaicheng is so big, she can come back anytime, just stay for three or two days.Ten days and a half months, I really don't know what is too much.

She would rather lie beside Lin Zhiyang and watch her concentrate on playing games.

If dad knows about her thoughts, she should be scolded for being unworthy of her children and grandchildren.But Yu Che is not in the mood to please him now, the matter between her and Lin Zhiyang will eventually be revealed, and then everything will return to zero.

She is not so naive, thinking that if she coaxes her family now, everything will be fine by then.

After all, when she was in college, she still relied on her father, and she was willing to stay at home for the holidays. She never missed a long vacation, even during the dating period.

What happened, did they take her as a person of flesh and blood?

A child who is too obedient is just playing a marionette to please the elders, and she is not interested now.

They were her close relatives, so it was impossible to say whether she hated or hated them, but forgiving them was impossible in this life.

"Yu Che." Yu Anxun called her name in a deep voice, "Are you teaching your father a lesson?"

Yu Che felt fear subconsciously, but he didn't give in at all: "Don't dare, I'm just talking about the facts. If Dad thinks something I said is wrong, you can correct me."

"Let me understand your thoughts, what are your thoughts?"

"Sever contact with the family, and meet a few times a year, is it polite?"

Yu An Xun suppressed his voice, not wanting to yell to attract others, "I really don't know, how can the Yu family feel sorry for you."

Knowing that he shouldn't answer the words, silence is the complete strategy, but Yu Che endured it for many years, and finally got the courage today.

For the first time, she firmly asked her father who was as tall as a mountain, so that everyone was hidden in the shadow: "Dad really doesn't know?"

The gloomy gaze seemed to see through people, Yu Anxun's face turned blue and pale, and no one dared to challenge him for a long time.

"Let me tell you, the Yu family doesn't owe you anything. If you don't want to stay, get out now!"

The family card at the beginning was in vain. How could such a domineering elder listen to other people's words.

"Dad, take care." Yu Che turned and left.

Knowing that Yu Che won't come back all day, Lin Zhiyang sleeps peacefully and lazily during the return sleep, and when he wakes up, he has nothing to do, and he can't help thinking about Yu Che, so he simply sleeps for a few more hours.

She didn't know how many times the alarm clock rang, she stretched out her hand to stop it very skillfully, and was so sleepy that she couldn't keep her eyes open.

The cool and gentle voice drilled from her ears to her heart: "What time do you have to sleep, little lazy pig."

Open your eyes, no sleepiness at all.

Lin Zhiyang stared wide-eyed, looking at the face beside the bed close at hand, "Am I daydreaming?"

"Puchi" laughed, and Yu Che said, "Then your daydreams are really boring."

"Didn't you tell me you're home? Why are you back here?" Lin Zhiyang turned on his phone, it was [-]:[-].

"Have you had lunch yet?"

Yu Che shook his head: "No."

"Why?" Seeing her pretending to be relaxed, Lin Zhiyang's heart sank: "Did you quarrel with your family?"

Yu Che had already changed into his home clothes, lay down beside Lin Zhiyang, and said without answering: "The hodgepodge you made yesterday is delicious, I still want to eat it."

That pot of stew was the simplest kind of stew, it was cooked by Lin Zhiyang, and the taste was barely acceptable.

But because it was neither salty nor spicy, Yu Che was given the conditions to join in, so she ate two bowls of rice with great interest.

She also secretly logged on to Weibo and posted "She cooks for the first time, for me".

Lin Zhiyang turned over and sat up, looking down at the person lying comfortably: "You answer my question first."

"Well, I quarreled with my dad." Yu Che narrated calmly, "But it's okay, my dad has a big temper, but he doesn't hold grudges, it will be fine after a while."

It hadn't happened that when she went back, Yu An patrolled through old accounts and continued to quarrel with her.

"Why are you arguing with him? For me?" Lin Zhiyang was uneasy.

Even if Yu Che had a bad relationship with her family, she didn't want her to evacuate her original family because of her existence.

"It's my problem with him. Our personalities are different. He can't learn to treat others equally, and I can't learn to agree with him. This kind of thing often happens, but this time he was very angry, so I came back first."

This time, she mentioned it.

If her father was guilty enough, he would have noticed that she knew about the past and what they did.

Or maybe, he has already noticed it, but once a person pretends to be confused and addicted, it is difficult to wake up.

Lin Zhiyang lowered his head, kissed her on the face distressedly, touched her forehead and hair, "Are you sad?"

Beside Lin Zhiyang, willing to tell the truth: "I have a little bit."

Lin Zhiyang lay down and hugged Yu Che sideways, "Father and daughter in the world, there is no one who doesn't quarrel. I often quarrel with my old man. He was so angry that he threatened that he would not leave me a penny of property. I Let’s just say yes, it’s more cost-effective for his sweet wife to raise a young man.”

Yu Che was shocked: "Is this possible to say?"

"What's wrong?" Lin Zhiyang and Lin Hui have loved and killed each other for many years, and they are both invulnerable to each other. "My father can't teach me a lesson. Although he gave birth to me and raised me, I am an independent and free person."

"This is what he taught me. He gets along with my grandparents like this. Filial piety is okay, but obedience is not."

"So, no matter what kind of family, there are always difficult scriptures and unavoidable quarrels. Family members must love each other, but everyone has different personalities, different experiences, different social identities, and of course the way to deal with family relationships is different. "

Yu Che asked sullenly: "Do you want me to forgive them?"

"No, I want you to feel better. Know that they love you, know that it's their fault, and then, turn the page and be positive about your own life. Don't feel bad about things you can't control."

Yu Che listened to it, fell silent for a moment, and was influenced by Lin Zhiyang's enlightenment, and said a witty thing: "Yes, if my father had the same personality as your father, I wouldn't be able to stand it."

"Yes, your father is a typical example, and my old man is also difficult to deal with. You will be speechless when you meet him." Lin Zhiyang smiled and said naturally: "I will take you to see him in a while, and you will know."

Yu Che was startled, and raised his head.

Lin Zhiyang held up his mobile phone to show her the chat records: "Since I said I was in love, he urged me to show him my daughter-in-law every day."

"?" Yu Che was at a loss.

The author has something to say:, xy, rate Zhiwan, 24407246, 538327411;