After chasing wife crematorium HE, double gave birth

"Jingle Bell--"

When the bell rang for the end of the last class on Saturday morning, the whole campus suddenly fell into jubilation.

Last week, the school sports meeting was unable to leave the school, and the school gate reopened after half a month. The students were as happy as prisoners released from prison.

"Walk around, go eat something delicious, and go to the game city to play after eating."

"I heard that a new restaurant opened on the north side of the Golden Circle, do you want to try it there?"

"Let's go! Brother Shun, are you coming?"

Zhao Shun refused: "No."

Zhao Shun looked towards the door, until the figure disappeared, and then looked away.

Fang Ling didn't speak to him from the evening study last night to the morning self-study on Saturday morning.

It seems that he is really angry...

Zhao Shun didn't know what to do, but it was absolutely impossible to apologize, so he wouldn't think it was right to have a crush on an old man!

But he didn't want Fang Ling to keep ignoring him, and things went around and around, as if there was no solution.

Distraught, Zhao Shun rode his bike home. When he got home, he ignored his brother who was sitting in the living room reading financial magazines, and went straight upstairs to his room.

Throwing the backpack casually, Zhao Shun took out his mobile phone and logged in to Weibo after all.

I don't know if I don't look at it, but after looking at it, he found that many people replied to his previous Weibo.

[Air Sugar]: Where is the blogger?Do you have a follow-up with your classmate?

[Prodigal son doesn't want to turn back]: Judging from my experience of reading countless people and wandering in the sea for many years, the blogger definitely likes his classmate.

[Is there 0? ]: Put an ass here, have a follow-up to kick me.

Zhao Shun glanced over, quit commenting, and started posting on Weibo.

[4697381]: I quarreled with my classmate last night. I told him all kinds of bad things about old men, but he got angry and stopped talking to me. What should I do?

[Googling]: The love brain is hopeless, break up with him (dog head)

Zhao Shun frowned, ignoring this point directly.

[Stop krypton]: Wait a minute, I know that you are a high school or junior high school student, so how old is the "old man" you speak of?

[4697381] Reply [No Krypton anymore]: I don’t know, I only know that he has a crush on an old man.

[No krypton anymore]: Don't know? ?

[Penglai flowers thank you]: emmmmm

[Not now]: My personal guess is that it should be 25~30. Many of these men who have just entered the society or have been in the society for a few years are "glib". Doesn't it have its own halo?

Zhao Shun thought about it and felt it made sense.

[4697381]: Well, I probably know what to do.

[Stop krypton]:?Tell me.

Zhao Shuncai didn't waste time here, he put the phone away casually, and then went downstairs.

downstairs.

Seeing his younger brother go back and forth, Zhao Yao didn't pay attention at first, but later he found that the other party was staring at him, so he put down the financial magazine in his hand.

Zhao Yao: "Is there something wrong?"

Zhao Shun coughed softly, "Brother, would old men of your age like boys between eighteen and nine?"

The veins on Zhao Yao's forehead tensed up, "What do you call an old man my age? Do you think I'm old?"

Zhao Shun stretched out his hand and made a "seven", "You are seven years older than me."

Zhao Yao was annoyed by the dog than his younger brother, "That can only mean that I am older than you, not old!"

Zhao Shun didn't want to argue with him, "Okay, whatever you say, just answer my question quickly."

Zhao Yao calmed down suddenly, "As far as I'm concerned, I don't like it. If the age difference is too big, there will be a generation gap, and we won't be able to talk together. Of course, it is not ruled out that some people just like little boys. Why do you ask this?"

Zhao Shun muttered to himself, "So, normal people don't like people with such a big age difference, that's okay, he won't be cheated away..."

He got up from the sofa, ignored Zhao Yao who called him, and ran away again.

Zhao Yao: "?"

Before Zhao Yao turned his eyes back to the financial magazine on his mobile phone, Zhao Shun ran back and asked awkwardly, "Brother, have you seen Fang Ling before, except for the last time, which was last week?" Five boys who came back with me..."

Zhao Shun suddenly had a terrible thought.

His brother is also surnamed Zhao!

And he is seven or eight years older than Fang Ling, isn't this a proper old man! !

The one Fang Ling had a crush on, could it be his brother? ?

Zhao Yao really didn't understand Zhao Shun's brain circuit, "No."

Zhao Shun was dubious, "Really?"

Zhao Yao got angry, "No, it was the first time I saw him last time. He is a student, and I already have a job, so we haven't met him."

Zhao Shun felt that this was reasonable, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was wrong.

Fang Ling said that the old man didn't remember him, and now his brother said he didn't. Could it be that he actually met Fang Ling but forgot about him?

Zhao Shun was inexplicably sour and felt weak all over.

Zhao Yao's temples were throbbing, "If I say no, there will be no, believe it or not!"

***

Fang family.

When Fang Ling returned home, he found that the house was unusually lively.

As soon as he entered the door, he heard people shouting inside, including Mrs. Fang and other relatives of the Fang family.

"Boss, daughter-in-law, it's your fault. Your family is so big, what's wrong with having an extra child?"

"That's right, and it's only for a temporary stay, and it's not for Honghong to live here all the time. Besides, when the boss was young, his uncle didn't know how to take care of him. Now the uncle is not acting well, and his son is gone early. The boss will take care of him." The cousin is also normal."

Then Fang Ling heard Ms. Ye say: "It's not that I can't take care of him. You can find a house outside and hire a nanny to take care of him. Not to mention that it is inconvenient to live here, and the child may not want to be alone in a different place." familiar place."

The old lady Fang said again: "How can you be unfamiliar with the place? Boss and Honghong hit it off very well!"

"That's right, you only have one child, Fang Ling. Now he is in high school and has to live on campus, and he often can't come back. It's good to let Hong Hong live in. If he is more popular, he can just accompany you and your wife."

Sensitively capturing certain words, Fang Ling paused before changing his shoes at the entrance.

Fang Ling raised his voice a bit: "Mom, I'm back."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the already noisy living room was quiet for two seconds, and then someone said, "Xiao Ling is back."

It was not Ms. Ye who spoke.

Fang Ling took off the backpack with the books on his shoulders, and with a glance, he saw that there were many relatives in the living room who could only see once or twice during the Chinese New Year.

After calling people one by one, Fang Ling was grabbed by the arm by an aunt, "Xiao Ling, your uncle is going to live in a nursing home, and his little grandson who just got back is not taken care of, let your cousin go to your house first." Well, it happens to be able to accompany your parents instead of you when you go to school."

Fang Ling asked, "How old is your cousin?"

His words made Granny Fang's eyes light up, and she immediately felt that there was a door, "Not very old, just five years old, called Fang Hong."

Ms. Ye was about to speak, but suddenly received a comforting look from her son.

She was stunned, feeling that something was different about her son.

Mrs. Fang walked over, and it was rare for her to talk so much to Fang Ling in a friendly manner, "That child is poor, the year your cousin died in a car accident, his wife happened to have him, and then your cousin didn't want to stay in city A This is sad, so I went outside to work while pregnant with him. Later, I gave birth to the child alone, and raised it hard. A while ago, your cousin got cancer and was so sick that she couldn't even get out of bed. She really couldn't afford to raise Honghong. Then I asked someone to bring Honghong back."

Fang Ling listened quietly.

Like today, a large group of relatives came to his house together, trying to force a child in, in fact, it happened in the previous life.

It's just that he didn't speak at that time, and everything was blocked by Ms. Ye.For this reason, Ms. Ye was scolded several times by the relatives of the old Fang's family, scolding her for being selfish and indifferent, for being rich and unkind, and for not wanting to raise a child.

Since then, the relationship between Ms. Ye and the relatives of the old Fang family has fallen to the bottom.

The old lady Fang blah blah blah blah, blah blah, blah blah, blah, blah, blah.

After Mrs. Fang finally came to an end, Fang Ling said: "Grandma, that Hong Hong you mentioned, call him over to have a look."

As soon as these words came out, Old Madam Fang immediately smiled, and finally boasted, "Xiaoling is such a good boy, he really understands the truth. Grandma will ask someone to bring Honghong here for you to see."

"Son!" Ms. Ye couldn't help it.

This is her home, and she doesn't want to live in outsiders, even if the person who lives in is related to her husband and son by blood.

Fang Ling walked over, grabbed Ms. Ye's shoulders, and whispered in her ear, "Mom, I know, trust me."

The voice in her ear was warm and powerful, and Ms. Ye was in a daze for a moment. At this moment, she suddenly felt that her son had grown up.

Fang Ling turned to look at his father, "Dad, have you visited the child's mother? Does she really have cancer?"

Fang Jianyuan was silent for a while, and then said: "Yes, I went to see her. Your aunt is really not easy, and she should be dying soon. Our house is not small, and we have plenty of rooms, so I thought I would take her over. It doesn't matter, just be your younger brothers."

Fang Ling smiled and said nothing.

It stands to reason that it takes some time to call people over, and it takes half an hour to start.

But 15 minutes later, the doorbell of Fang's house rang. An aunt rushed to open the door, and Mrs. Fang also went there.

The wrinkles on Mrs. Fang's face turned into a flower with a smile, "It's a coincidence that Jiang Zi's daughter-in-law just took Hong Hong for a walk around here. Come, this is Hong Hong, he is very sensible."

Fang Ling looked over, and saw Mrs. Fang leading a five or six-year-old boy. He was very fat, a chubby little boy.

The little boy's face was not unfamiliar, he had seen it at the bank that day.

The two looked at each other, but the other didn't seem to remember him.

It's normal, he went to the bank at noon on Monday, and now it's noon on Saturday, children have great forgetfulness, it's not surprising that they forget things after five days.

Besides, he was watching from not far away that day, and he didn't go forward the whole time, and his behavior was very passerby.

Can a five-year-old be expected to remember a passer-by five days ago?

Obviously not.

"Xiaoling, this is your uncle's little grandson, your cousin." Mrs. Fang smiled, and she could see that she really liked this little fat man.

Fang Ling sneered.

Indeed, she would really like it.

Granny Fang's complexion changed slightly, "Fang Ling, what does your expression mean?"

Fang Ling said frankly: "I just think it's ridiculous and ironic. You guys actually teamed up with my dad to deceive me and my mom. Don't we mother and son look like meat buns who can't fight back?"

There was a moment of silence in the living room.

"Fang Ling, what are you talking about..." Fang Jianyuan said, his voice was a little undulating.

Fang Ling didn't mind saying it again, "I said you and grandma teamed up to deceive me and my mother. Dad, you let me down, and you look stupid like this."

"Fang Ling!" Fang Jianyuan was stern.

Fang Ling smiled, "I'm sorry, maybe some of my words will be more direct, please don't mind."

Fang Jianyuan frowned, "Fang Ling, what about your respect for your father? Where did you learn upbringing, and when did you learn to be so eccentric? If you don't want your cousin to live in, just tell me, let alone grandma and the others. The guys are here to lie to you."

Granny Fang quickly agreed, "I thought you were sensible, but who knew you were still so selfish and vicious!"

Fang Ling shook his head, "No, it's not me who is selfish and vicious, but you. Are you sure that the child's mother has cancer and is bedridden?"

Granny Fang's eyes flickered, "Of course, can I still lie to you?"

Fang Ling took out his mobile phone and found the video saved on Monday.

After turning up the volume of the phone to the maximum, Fang Ling clicked on the video, "Okay, let's take a look."

The people around him surrounded him suspiciously.

"...Honghong, mom just saw that you were hit in the stomach, does your stomach hurt now?"

"Ah ~ yes, her bag touched my stomach, it's so uncomfortable." In the video, the chubby man crouched down while clutching his stomach.

"You guys touch porcelain, right? My bag Mingming just hit him lightly. The force is not as strong as you are touching his stomach now." The woman holding the bag next to him was annoyed.

"Look, you admit that your bag touched my son!" The woman in the white skirt was full of anger.

The bank staff heard the news and came to mediate, and the woman in the white skirt was arguing with others, and occasionally there was a sharp voice of a child calling "Mom" among them.

The video lasted for more than three minutes. As the progress bar progressed a little bit, someone's face changed.

When the video ended, there was no sound.

Fang Ling smiled and looked at Xiaopangdun in front of him, "A child who sees someone else cursing his mother to die without stopping him will really have no mother, even if the person who cursed is your father."

Even though he was carefully told before coming here, he is not very old after all. As soon as the video came out, Fang Hong panicked when he saw himself and his mother inside.

So wow cry out.

Fang Ling took back the phone, "So everyone, can you explain why you came to my house to lie, and joined forces with my father to perform this big show in front of my mother?"

No one spoke, not even the always aggressive old lady Fang.

Fang Ling looked at Fang Jianyuan, "Let me make an irresponsible guess. On the premise that the mother of the other party is alive and does not appear to have any serious illnesses, you tried your best to bring her son into the house and let him Treat this place as your own home and let me treat him as your younger brother. Why? Is it to give him my household registration by the way in the future, so that he can truly become your son in name. "

Fang Jianyuan was furious, "Fang Ling!!"

Fang Lingquan pretended not to hear, "Dad, have you ever thought that your anger is actually another answer."

The veins on Fang Jianyuan's forehead throbbed wildly. When did his son, who seemed to him a little silent in the past, grow up to look like this?

Ms. Ye's expression became ugly after the video was broadcast, and she suddenly yelled, "Get out! This is my house, you all get out of my house!!"

The relatives of the old Fang's family looked at each other, and the old lady Fang, who knew the truth, gritted her teeth and led Fang Hong, who was still crying, to go first.

As soon as she left, other relatives followed.

Fish and dragons came out, and a lot of people were missing in the living room.Fang Ling watched them leave, and went to close the door himself.

When he came back, he saw Ms. Ye standing in front of Fang Jianyuan.

Even though her face was pale at this time, she was still astonishingly beautiful, Ms. Ye gritted her teeth, "What is your relationship with that child?"

Fang Jianyuan was silent.

Ms. Ye sneered, "Do you want me to go out now and arrest him for DNA testing with you?"

Fang Jianyuan shouted helplessly, "Aying, I didn't mean to..."

"Snapped--!"

A slap knocked Fang Jianyuan's face away, and Ms. Ye's nails left a tiny bloodstain on his face.

Ms. Ye was short of breath, she looked like an old broken bellows, every breath was extremely difficult.

She wanted to say a lot, about these years, about the past, and the images of the entire 20 years flashed in her mind like projections, but many words were stuck in her throat, and she couldn't say anything.

In the end, Ms. Ye went upstairs with tears in her eyes and without looking back.

There were two father and son left in the living room. Fang Jianyuan's cheeks with slap marks were slightly puffed up and sunken, and his slightly ferocious expression made his face look no longer handsome.

"It's too ugly." Fang Ling sighed, "Dad, you did too ugly, and your current appearance is too ugly."

Fang Jianyuan glared at Fang Ling fiercely, "Your grandma is right, you are here to collect debts!"

I have long since lost hope for this person, so naturally I won't be sad, Fang Ling's mouth curled up, "That's right, I'm here to collect debts, everything you owe my mother, I will help her get it back. "

Fang Jianyuan suddenly calmed down, and looked coldly at his son, whose height was almost the same as his, "You are a student, what can you ask for?"

Fang Ling's smile didn't reach his eyes, "I have all the information about Pei Menglan and Fang Hong, the money and jewelry you gave Pei Menglan in recent years... Oh no, I should say that I have also collected information on the transfer of marital assets about there.

Fang Jianyuan's expression changed drastically.

Fang Ling smiled, "Dad, let's wait and see."

Leaving this sentence behind, Fang Ling ignored Fang Jianyuan and turned to go upstairs.

***

The second floor.

Fang Ling knocked on the bedroom door, but there was no movement inside.He turned the knob and found that the door was not locked.

Fang Ling paused, sighed, and finally opened the door to enter the room.

"Fang Jianyuan, get out!" Ms. Ye's voice was hoarse, and Fang Ling heard crying.

"Mom, it's me." Fang Ling whispered.

Ms. Ye, who was sitting in front of the sofa by the floor-to-ceiling windows, paused.

Fang Ling walked over, stopped behind Ms. Ye's sofa, did not go around in front of her, and said slowly: "When I was in kindergarten, many children envied me for having a beautiful and generous mother. Every time you stepped on high heels, I came to the kindergarten to pick me up in a big wave, and I was the focus of the whole kindergarten. When I entered elementary school, the children around me changed a lot, but when you came, those familiar envious eyes returned."

Fang Ling chuckled lightly, his voice still gentle, "I never told you that some divorced uncles secretly gave me sweets and tried to bribe me, so I got your information from me."

Maybe it was because the voice that sounded like a spring breeze was too gentle, or maybe these stories were so beautiful and far away, Ms. Ye slowly stopped sobbing.

"My mother is beautiful and sassy, ​​she dares to love and hate, and she is a student of a famous university. She should be worthy of being the favorite of heaven, not a liar who is full of lies and invites a large group of people to act together. I am this year, please don't put I'm like a little boy who still needs a father's love."

Fang Ling paused, and finally said in a low voice, "Mom, let's get a divorce."

Ms. Ye stared out of the window, it was early winter, and when it got colder, it would snow in the imperial capital.

She never thought that she would leave her hometown for love, but after more than 20 years, her love was buried in the winter in a foreign country.

This winter is really too cold.