San Fu

Duan Feifei didn't expect his father to say this sentence.

This sentence was abrupt and out of place, and there was no opportunity for it to appear at all.

But this sentence is full of sincerity and guilt.

"Dad, you..." Duan Feifei put his hand on his father's shoulder, wanting to give him some comfort and affirmation.

"Hey, this kid is..." Dad turned his head, "What's wrong?"

Because he knew that no matter what inappropriate words his father said, he didn’t need to worry in front of Jiang Kuo, so Duan Feifan’s attention was all on his father. Only now did he realize that Jiang was covering his eyes with his head down. wide.

"Jiang Kuo?" Duan Feifei was startled, turned around from the driver's seat and leaned over half of his body, stretched out his hand to scratch Jiang Kuo's head, "What's wrong?"

"No." Jiang Kuo answered him very briefly.

It should be to hide his crying.

But it didn't work, Duan Feifan could tell that he was crying with just this one word.

"Don't..." Duan Feifei suddenly panicked and wanted to say don't cry, but felt that Jiang Kuo should not want to be found crying even though it was so obvious that he was crying.

"Don't rub your eyes." Duan Feifan, even if he was a rescuer, couldn't find anything suitable to say at this moment, so he could only forcefully rescue him.

"He didn't rub his eyes." Dad was probably shocked by his huge reaction, lost his emotional intelligence, and pointed out his mistake without any cooperation.

Duan Feifei clicked his tongue and winked at him.

Dad was stunned for two seconds before he understood what he meant, and nodded: "Yes, it's not good to rub your eyes. Bacteria can get in. When I rubbed Duan Feifan's eyes when he was a child, I would just slap his paw."

Then there is no need to say this sentence, right?

Are you still planning to slap Jiang Kuo's paw?

Jiang Kuo covered his eyes and laughed, sniffing his nose, Duan Feifei quickly took out a tissue and stuffed it into his hand.

"Sorry," Jiang Kuo wiped his face, "I don't know what's wrong...it's fine."

"Come down!" Wai Er's uncle was still yelling.

"Go down?" Duan Feifei was still lying in the middle of the cab, twisting his body and looking at his father.

"Ouch!" Dad gritted his teeth, touched the car door several times, and opened the car door.

The old uncle's roar suddenly became clear: "Second!"

The voices of the old aunt and Duan Ling were also messed up.

"Second boy—"

"My second uncle can be counted as getting off the sedan chair—"

"Dad, you..." Duan Feifei just wanted to say something to encourage his father, but the overly nervous father had already flung his arms and walked away, and the car door slammed shut.

"Damn." Duan Feifei was stunned.

Then he quickly touched Jiang Kuo's face: "Are you all right?"

"Yeah." Jiang Kuo smiled, "It's embarrassing."

"It's not embarrassing, how could it be embarrassing?" Duan Feifei stretched his neck and kissed him on the face, "I..."

"Get out of the car quickly!" Jiang Kuo said, "You are so busy."

"Then I'll get down first," Duan Feifei quickly moved back to his seat, "My car didn't stop properly."

"I'll stop, I'll stop, I'll stop..." Jiang Kuo said a series of words and got out of the car, "Pick up your clothes, I think the old man really wants a bucket of water to pour over."

Duan Feifei got out of the car in a hurry, took the bag of clothes from the back seat, and ran to the door of the store.

After running two steps, the old uncle shouted: "My second child is back!"

Then he picked up the steaming bucket next to him.

Duan Feifei felt nervous when he watched him swung the bucket over his head. The old uncle’s waist injury had not healed quickly. Into the hospital again.

But before he could finish his nervousness, the old uncle poured a bucket of hot water on his father.

Dad probably didn't expect him to be really showered, he didn't hide for a moment and was soaked through, and the sunglasses that Jiang Kuo gave him were almost washed off his face.

Holding on to the sunglasses hanging on the tip of his nose, he roared angrily, "Fuck you!"

The old uncle threw the bucket and roared, "Damn!"

This movement attracted people from several shops next to it, and everyone gathered to watch.

In view of the fact that Niu Sandao has made a miraculous promotional video before, and everyone has seen it, seeing this posture now, a big sister immediately introduced it to the people next to him: "It's shooting videos, those kids in his family Especially able to toss, the filming is quite good..."

"Where is the camera? I didn't see it." Someone asked.

"Maybe it's hidden," the elder sister said, "Shooting in a hidden way, to create a candid effect."

"Hurry up," Duan Feihua marveled at the knowledge of the eldest sister, and rushed over with his clothes on his back, pushing both dad and uncle into the shop, "Dad, change your clothes first."

"The dog really poured boiling water on me!" Dad roared.

"Who the hell took the boiling water?" The old man objected, "How tender is your skin? The [-]-degree water station has been waiting for you for a long time, and this temperature can still scald you?"

"My mother..." Dad still scratched his neck.

"Change clothes," Duan Feifei interrupted their childish argument like primary school students, "change clothes first!"

Dad finally stopped talking and was pushed up to the second floor by Duan Feifan.

Yang Ke and two workers were standing at the door watching.

"Borrow your office." Duan Feifei said.

"Okay," Yang Ke nodded, and greeted his father again, "Uncle is back."

"Hey, yes," Dad replied, "I'm back."

"This is Yang Ke, friend Jiang Kuo," Duan Feifei took the time to introduce, "Now we will catch them before and after the sale."

Before Dad could speak again, he pushed Dad into the office.

"Okay," Dad took the clothes bag in his hand, "Go down, I'll change my clothes, I'll go down by myself."

"En." Duan Feifei responded.

Dad glanced at him, and he no longer had the energy he had when he was arguing with his uncle just now.

The previous excitement was obviously aroused because the two brothers were embarrassed and nervous and couldn't express themselves. Now they didn't confront each other anymore, and they suddenly quieted down and returned to a state of speechlessness.

"I'll wait for you downstairs." Duan Feifei said.

"That," Dad took the clothes, thought for a while and then lowered his voice, "You can talk to Jiang Kuo later, so that he won't be sad because of what I said, this kid is very soft-hearted."

"I know." Duan Feifei nodded.

Dad closed the office door, and Duan Feifei looked back at Yang Ke: "How is today?"

"How about what?" Yang Ke was stunned.

"Business, orders, didn't Boss Song deliver some meat today, it's different from the previous ones," Duan Feifei said, "Have you checked the quality?"

"...You still care about this now?" Yang Ke was shocked.

Duan Feifei looked at him and said nothing.

"It's all good, no problem. The most prominent feedback these days is that the packaging bags are not easy to tear. Our new packaging machine needs to be adjusted by them." Yang Ke looked at him and began to report, "The beef is good. I tasted it. I tasted a piece according to the method you taught me..."

"One piece?" Duan Feifei couldn't help but stare at him, "I'll just cut a small piece and taste it."

"It's too little and I can't taste it." Yang Ke said.

"Why don't you just ask Lao Song to cut a catty for you?" Duan Feifei said and ran downstairs.

Jiang Kuo had already parked the car and entered the store. The old aunt and Duan Ling were cleaning up the water on the ground with a mop.The old man stood in front of the shop with a cigarette in his mouth, staring at the cars on the street in a daze. "Is your dad okay?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"It's okay, they just haven't been together for a long time, and I don't know what to do," Duan Feifei looked at his face, "My dad asked me to tell you not to care about what he said, don't be sad."

"I didn't," Jiang Kuo smiled, "I didn't know what happened just now, maybe all the way back... I could feel that your dad was a little uncomfortable but he kept trying to make us feel better, and then suddenly..."

Duan Feifei didn't say a word, hugged Jiang Kuo, and patted him on the back lightly.

"Relax," Jiang Kuo said, "isn't it disgusting for the public?"

"You are really made of crystal." Duan Feifei said.

"Fuck," Jiang Kuo pushed him away, looking at him with a shocked expression, "Take it easy, you're getting more and more exaggerated, sooner or later I'll beat you up for being too nasty."

Duan Feifei laughed: "You know fart."

"Your dad looks thinner than when I went to see him before." The old uncle asked after he returned to the store after smoking.

"I also think he's a little thinner," Duan Feifei said, "I didn't feel it last month, maybe it's because he's coming out soon."

"He just has a lot of thoughts," the old uncle glanced at the stairs, "It's been a long time since he came down, is it because the clothes Jiang Kuo bought for him are too high-end and he doesn't know how to wear them?"

"Then you go up and teach him." Duan Feifei said.

The old man clicked his tongue.

"Duan Fancai didn't come down for a minute," Duan Ling said aside, "You don't take it off in the morning and you wear it for a minute, right? My second uncle has to dry your bucket of water first, and then look at it." What's the matter with the clothes, and then wear them."

"You can really say it." The old man said.

"I'm excited," Duan Ling said, "I'll say it first, I want to drink after dinner."

"Good wine is enough." Duan Feifei said.

Dad’s clothes probably can’t be finished in ten to twenty minutes. From the moment he was picked up by them, he and Jiang Kuo arranged in a hurry along the way. Looking at the world that is no longer familiar, until now Finally had time to be alone, allowing him to relax by himself.

Duan Feifei and Jiang Kuo went to the cooked food to have a look. Jiang Kuo asked about the sales of these few items, and the two sat down on the chairs.

"I guess it will take a while to come down, it has to be slow." Duan Feifei said.

"Well," Jiang Kuo nodded, "Actually, if the old store is still there, your dad may be more relaxed if he can go back to the old store."

"Yeah," Duan Feifei sighed, "everything has changed, and now even the most familiar place is gone, I don't know how he feels now."

"Finally reunited with my precious son," Jiang Kuo leaned on the chair and raised his head, "That's how I feel, what else can I feel."

"Jiang Kuo," Duan Feifei looked at him, "You really..."

"Can you talk?" Jiang Kuo turned his head and smiled at him, "I've been with you for a long time, so I can learn something better."

"You're pretty good in the first place," Duan Feifei said, "I saw it from the very beginning."

"How much did you start at the beginning?" Jiang Kuo asked, "Did you notice it when you cheated of my money?"

"Fuck," Duan Feifei laughed, "how can you hold grudges so well?"

"Then I can hold grudges quite well, so you should be cautious in your words and deeds in front of me in the future." Jiang Kuo said.

"Actually," Duan Feifei thought for a while, "I really didn't think you were an annoying person at that time, do you think I would cheat Lu Haobo that much..."

"What kind of logic is this?" Jiang Kuo said with a smile.

"What an annoying person, you don't even think about having any contact with him." Duan Feifei said.

"I saw you quite displeased at first, repeater, still living in a single room," Jiang Kuo said, "You're dragging you to heaven."

"Whoever dragged you, why don't you look next to you," Duan Feifei said, "Boss Pao is so crazy, whoever sees it doesn't want to go up and fight him."

Jiang Kuo smiled happily: "He just said that you are a repeater."

"This is the continuation of the old suspicion between me and Mr. Pao." Duan Feifei said.

Jiang Kuo smiled even more happily.

"What are you laughing at?" Duan Ling dragged a box of soy sauce over here to restock the shelves, "It's really shocking that Jiang Kuo can still laugh at this movement, what a cool kid back then, with Duan Feifei You'll become a fool if you stay too long."

"You have to step on me by the way, right?" Duan Feifei got up and moved the box to the table, took the sauce and put it on the shelf, "I resisted."

"It's different immediately," Duan Ling patted his arm with a smile, "I'm covered by my father."

Duan Feifei smiled and said nothing.

"Did you just live in the house you rented today?" Duan Ling asked.

"Well," Duan Feifei nodded, "It's all packed."

"What about you?" Duan Ling asked again.

"I..." Duan Feifei glanced at Jiang Kuo.

Duan Ling followed and turned his head to look at Jiang Kuo.

Jiang Kuo was a little embarrassed and didn't know what expression to put on.

"You two stay here," Duan Ling said, "It's okay to let your dad stay alone for half a day, it's a bit uncomfortable," Duan Ling said, "And I think you can have dinner today if you are happy with this lunch, You have to drink a lot, and you can't even talk about father-son relationship with your father."

"En." Duan Feifei responded.

As he was talking, the old man over there shouted, "Yes, he's as handsome as he was back then!"

Jiang Kuo immediately stood up and glanced over there. Uncle Duan came down from the second floor and put on the clothes he and Duan Feifan had picked out earlier.

Simple slacks and a T-shirt, Uncle Duan looks completely different from when he just walked out of the prison gate.

"The size is quite suitable." Uncle Duan looked down at the clothes on his body, feeling a little uncomfortable under the crowd watching, "It's very fashionable, who picked it?"

"Jiang Kuo's style," Duan Feifei said, "It's pretty smart to wear."

"It's up to me to choose by myself. I probably wouldn't consider such a choice," Uncle Duan smiled at Jiang Kuo, "I have vision."

"Duan Feifei tried it on, and it looks really good. I think you should look good in your clothes," Jiang Kuo said, "Father and son after all."

"That is!" Uncle Duan replied loudly.

Several people froze in the room for a while, and the old uncle said, "Visit our new store?"

"Okay, okay," Uncle Duan looked around, "This shop is at least twice as big as before, and the upstairs is also the same."

"Yes," the old uncle put his arms around his shoulders and took him to the back kitchen, "I tell you, more than half of this was done by the two of them, that kid Jiang Kuo has a big hand, if it weren't for With Fan Fei, the young master can buy this street..."

"...No." Jiang Kuo argued feebly.

The old aunt couldn't help laughing: "This is blowing, it hasn't changed at all, the two brothers are blowing together."

Duan Feifei looked at Jiang Kuo, then turned his head towards the back kitchen.

"You go and stay with me," Jiang Kuo said, "I always follow a little..."

"En." Duan Feifei responded.

"And," Jiang Kuo said in a low voice, "I'm really... reaching my limit. I've never been so social before."

Duan Feifei immediately put his arms around his shoulders and carried him to the side: "Then you can rest here, don't worry about it, if you want to go to the restaurant first, or you..."

"Don't be so nervous," Jiang Kuo said, "I mean I..."

"I know," Duan Feifei looked around, the old uncle's family accompanied his father to visit, and the cooked food salesperson went to the warehouse. She kissed her, "You followed me today, it was too hard."

"It's okay." Jiang Kuo smiled, leaned on him, lowered his head and rested his chin on his shoulder, "After all, today is special, I have been waiting for ten years."

"Xiao Jiang," Duan Feifei hugged him tightly and whispered in his ear, "Thank you."

"You're too polite." Jiang Kuo said.

"Nor..." Duan Feifei said halfway through, the little sales girl brought out a bunch of bags from the warehouse, and he didn't have time to let go of Jiang Kuo, so he could only continue hugging Jiang Kuo silently.

The little girl walked past the two of them calmly, and went to the cashier without looking sideways.

"What's her name?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Xu Nannan," Duan Feifei let go of him, and whispered, "Xiao Xu, I feel...very sensible."

"Don't try it, just keep it," Jiang Kuo said.

"Okay." Duan Feifei laughed.

After Duan Feifei went to accompany him on the tour, Jiang Kuo leaned on the chair and closed his eyes and let out a long sigh of relief. He was really a little tired, but if this person was not Duan Feifan's father, he must have left halfway.

However, although Uncle Duan was confused, he could see that he was in a very happy state, which made him a little happy.

While thinking about it, the phone rang.

He sighed, took out his phone and took a look, the caller turned out to be Mr. Jiang.

It's rare.

"Hello?" Jiang Kuo answered the phone.

"How are you doing recently?" Mr. Jiang asked happily.

"Where did you come from?" Jiang Kuo said, "Didn't I just visit you not long ago?"

"As usual, we can't continue talking today," Mr. Jiang said.

"Very good," Jiang Kuo said, "I'm going back a few days later."

"Your mother said that you have to make up the exam after failing the exam," Mr. Jiang said, "I have no face to go home."

"Why is your wife like this?" Jiang Kuo was shocked, "This is a rumor!"

"Then when will you come back to dispel this rumor?" Mr. Jiang asked.

"...At the end of the month," Jiang Kuo said, "Is there something wrong?"

"It's nothing," Mr. Jiang said. "I've finished dealing with the matter here for a while, and I'm much more relaxed. I have time to take care of you."

"Haven't you ever cared so much about me before?" Jiang Kuo said.

"Then there are cannons," Mr. Jiang said, "Besides, I'm still going."

"Mr. Jiang, if you have something to say, everyone is comfortable." Jiang Kuo said.

"Hey, this attitude has my demeanor," Mr. Jiang laughed, "It's fine if you come back at the end of the month, and you can catch up with Jiang Lu and the others for a meal. After this stage of work is over, they have to go back. Come back in a few days."

"No," Jiang Kuo was stunned, "Do I need to show up for this matter?"

"Family banquet," Mr. Jiang said, "The family banquet needs you."

Jiang Kuo didn't speak.

"By the way, help me set Jiang Lu's tone," Mr. Jiang said, "see if he can help me for a long time in the future..."

"Father," Jiang Kuo couldn't help calling out his supreme nickname to Mr. Jiang, "What position do I have to play tricks on others? And do I know him well? Even if I do, do you think Jiang Lv can let me play tricks on him? Anyone here?"

"Of course not," Mr. Jiang said. "Normally no one would do this, but the relationship through the company is too formal and too blunt. Only by relying on this kind of roundabout trick. Only I can come up with this kind of trick."

"Is this considered recruiting?" Jiang Kuo questioned.

"I'm sure," Mr. Jiang said, "You are a little bit like him... you can't be said to be similar, but he will like you, and you are about the same age..."

"Dad?" Jiang Kuo was speechless.

"Remember to come back for dinner," Mr. Jiang said, "It's best to bring Duan Feifan."

"You are actually looking for Duan Feifan, right?" Jiang Kuo said.