you're so stubborn

"Would you like to cry first or talk to Dad first?" Ou Ze poured out the tea that Dad had brewed earlier, and re-brewed it with a lighter tea.

Ou Chen didn't say a word, rubbed his eyes with his sleeve roughly, and the circles under his eyes became redder after rubbing.

Ou Ze glanced at it, didn't say anything, put some tea into the teapot, and said slowly, "If your aunt knows that her words can have such a great power, she must regret that she didn't say it sooner. It saves you to show her face at home every day."

Ou Chen pulled his face and rolled his eyes, who gave her a face!

"Why, are you not convinced?" Ou Ze glanced at him.

Ou Chen remained silent.

"If you don't talk all the time, then we won't chat." Ou Ze poured himself a cup of tea and took a sip, "But after today, you won't be able to fight with me again because of this, I heard Is it?"

"Why!" Ou Chen looked very unconvinced.

"I just want to talk to you about this matter today, and I don't want to talk about it after today," Ou Ze put down his teacup and looked at Ou Chen, "So if you have any questions, you'd better ask me now, otherwise you won't have the chance later gone."

Dad's voice was gentle and calm, but Ou Chen could still hear how much coercion was hidden in it that made people obediently obedient.

"...I was really adopted by you?" So Ou Chen asked, and started to cry again after asking.

"No," Ou Ze said, "to be precise, you are the one your father wants to raise, but his environment is really not suitable for raising children, so he left you to me."

"Then where did I come from? I..." Ou Chen looked at his father's gentle eyes, and couldn't make out the second half of the sentence.

"You were born by your mother, but your mother was only 19 years old when she gave birth to you. She was a child herself. If she hadn't found out too late, you would probably have lost her life," Ou Ze continued what he didn't ask. Continue to answer, "Your father and I don't know who your biological father is. Your mother left you to your father and ran away. We looked for her, but your mother is a thief. The ID card used to work is It’s fake, so we have nowhere to look for it.”

"So..." Ou Chen felt very strange when he heard his father say 'your mother'. He couldn't imagine that he actually had a mother. Her mother was a delinquent girl, and she was pregnant at an early age. It was done.

There was even a little bit of a trance, thinking that I was afraid that I was filming some bloody drama about a real and fake rich young master, right?

Otherwise, how could there be such a crazy storm hidden in his peaceful and smooth ten years.

"So I'm really not your own son..." Ou Chen lowered his head, tears dripping down one by one.

"Ou Chen," Ou Ze knocked on the table, "look up at me."

Ou Chen didn't raise his head immediately, and Ou Ze didn't urge him either.

After Ou Chen lowered his head and cried for about 5 minutes, he raised his head to look at his father.

"Your surname is Ou. You are the eldest son in my hukou, and you have called me my father for more than ten years. If you think that you keep reminding yourself that you are not my real son just because we are not related by blood, then my ten It’s nothing to raise you for a few years, and you don’t need to call me dad anymore.” Ou Ze leaned back in his chair, and his usually gentle and good-tempered face was also stained with unconcealable sadness and sadness. sad.

Ou Chen felt very distressed when he saw it. He never made his father angry. Even if he accidentally provoked him, he would immediately apologize and admit his mistake, but at this moment, he couldn't say a word of apology.

Maybe it was also because he didn't apologize in time to make Dad happy, so he suddenly felt that Dad seemed to have aged a lot all of a sudden.

"Why..." Ou Chen asked with trembling voice, hesitating to speak.

"Why do you think it is?" Ou Ze looked at Ou Chen, and it was at this moment that Ou Chen realized that the corners of his father's eyes were turning red.

why?

Ou Chen didn't deny that before Xu Tianhui said the thorny truth, he always felt that his father loved him the most. The kind of pain was full of partiality, which was the same as the pure pain when he treated Ou Ziyu. are different.

Even after knowing the truth today, he couldn't put his father's preference for him into the fact that he was not his father's own son, so his father loved him more.

no.

But if he really wanted to explain why his father favored him, even he couldn't say it himself. The only thing he could guess was probably because he had been with his father for ten years more than Ou Ziyu.

But this answer is definitely not that accurate, but Ou Chen also knows that no matter why his father favors him so much, the premise is that his father has long regarded Ou Chen as his own son.

This point, perhaps started when Ou Chen was still gnawing on his own feet, and it has not changed until now.

Ou Chen lowered his head in shame, and said in a low voice, "Because I'm your own son..."

When he followed his father downstairs, Ou Chen saw that Xie Lang was chatting and drinking tea with his father face to face. The atmosphere between the two of them was a bit oppressive and heavy, but also kind of relaxed after a rainy day, which was inexplicable.

However, Ou Chen himself had just recovered from his senses, so he didn't have the extra thought to find out about it.

Ou Ze frowned sensitively, walked over and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"You should also ask about children's topics." The old man looked at Ou Chen with a smile, "Yo, Xiao Kuibao is not crying anymore?"

"Who's crying!" Ou Chen shouted, poking his neck.

"Whoever cries will know," the old man said, shaking his head, "Dare to drop the phone, remember to pay for it later."

"I dropped my own mobile phone to lose money for you?" Ou Chen was stunned, "Dad, you don't have a fever, do you?"

"Didn't you see that my floor has been dented when you came down just now? Do you know how much it will cost to replace the floor?"

"No money!" Ou Chen not only has no money, but also wants to blackmail his father, "You...you hurry up and buy me a mobile phone!"

"No money." The old man gave him this sentence.

"Look," Ou Chen turned his head and complained to his father, "I just said that my father won't buy it for me."

"...What do you mean by filing a complaint?" The old man looked at Ou Chen and then at Ou Ze.

"It's boring, the floor in Boss Fang's shop broke Chenchen's phone, and you have to pay us for it." Ou Ze said without blushing.

"I..." Dad was stunned, he had never seen such a shameless person, he sighed, he was not convinced but nodded repeatedly, "Okay, buy, Buy as much as you want."

Then he turned his head and said to Xie Lang, "Just pretend that I didn't say what you said just now. I think it's fine for you to be like this now."

Xie Lang smiled and said nothing.

Bai Luo was still at Xie Lang's house, so Ou Chen had to pick him up and send him back to school.

Ou Ze also had to go back to the company to be busy, so after Ou Chen finished buying the mobile phone, he took them back to Xie Zhuang on the way.

After such a fuss, Ou Chen felt a little uncomfortable sitting next to his father now, and from time to time he thought that his father was not his own father, but Ou Ziyu's father.

And once such thoughts came out of his mind, Ou Chen couldn't help but want to dig into the corner, so he leaned on the back of the chair and unconsciously frowned, with a crying face.

Ou Ze was busy answering emails and ignored Ou Chen, but he still saw Ou Chen's hypocrisy from the corner of his eyes.

No matter what Ou Chen said, Ou Ze has been raising his own son for more than ten years, so seeing Ou Chen's sad appearance today, he, as a father, still feels very distressed.

But Ou Chen is a big boy after all, and Ou Ze can't coax him if he is too hypocritical, and he also knows that this fact is still a big blow to Ou Chen, and it is not easy to coax him with a few words , he had to give him time.

The child needs to digest this fact for himself.

When the carriage that had been quiet all the way arrived at the gate of Xie Zhuang, it was finally broken by Uncle Liu's words.

"arrive."

Ou Chen turned his sad eyes red, looked out the window and blinked, and said without looking at his father, "I'm leaving."

When I pushed the door to get out of the car, I heard my dad say, "It will be over in a while, don't be endless, it's not Ou Ziyu, so I have to hold you in my arms and coax you."

What he said was very doting, like the tone used to coax a three-year-old child.

Ou Chen couldn't help laughing after hearing that, back when he was so angry because of something, his father would tease him like this, as if he would always be someone who needs to be hugged and coaxed in front of his father Little boy.

"Understood, who used you to hug me?" Ou Chen looked back at his father, paused, he seemed to remember something, "By the way, Dad, there is something I forgot to tell you gone."

"What?" Ou Ze stopped answering the email and looked up at him.

"Then what..." Ou Chen said as he opened the car door, and when he stood firmly on the ground, he said quickly, "When I was arguing with Xu Tianhui just now, I accidentally beat Ou Ziyu together Don't rely on me if he wants to cry with you when he comes home, I'm leaving, goodbye dad."

After speaking, he pulled Xie Lang and ran away quickly, without giving Ou Ze a chance to kill him with his eyes.

Running all the way from Zhuangkou into the village, Ou Chen realized belatedly that he had actually held Xie Lang's hand, so he quickly let go.

"Then what..." Ou Chen's heartbeat suddenly started to speed up, and he didn't know if it was because he was running too fast or something else, "I'm sorry, I caught the wrong one."

"It's okay." Xie Lang rubbed his hands and said calmly.

"Hmm." Ou Chen hummed awkwardly.

Today's incident was not very honorable, even a bit embarrassing, Xie Lang actually watched the live broadcast the whole time, which made him, the true and false young master, a little ashamed to face others.

Especially what the old man talked about with Xie Lang behind his back. Based on what he knew about his father, it was impossible for his father to speak ill of him behind his back in that situation.

But what Ou Chen is most afraid of is not that his father will say bad things about him, but that he will tell Xie Lang that he is in a bad mood today, that you have nothing to do to coax him more and other nonsense.

If this is the case, then he will lose all face.

"You..." Ouchen asked hesitantly, "What did you talk to dad about just now?"

"It's nothing, just chatting nonsense." Xie Lang perfunctory.

"Don't say it if you don't like it," Ou Chen said with a sullen face, "Why are you so perfunctory."

Xie Lang sighed, and wanted to explain, but after thinking about it, let it go, it would be bad if the explanation gets messier later, so he didn't say anything.

Ou Chen didn't ask any more questions.

The two walked silently all the way to the street in front of their house, and heard a few pleasant laughter from the courtyard far away.

Among them, Xie Yule's favorite is Quack, which is comparable to the duckling just released.

"Little cutie, this is crazy." Ou Chen said as if talking to himself.

"It must be playing hopscotch with grandpa," Xie Lang picked up his words, "he likes to play this with grandpa recently."

"Oh..." Ou Chen didn't expect Xie Lang to pick up his words, so he let out an ooh.

"Yes." Xie Lang responded simply.

Then the two stopped talking again, and continued to walk towards the door in silence.