Da Deyun

Today is the third day, and it is also the day when Mr. Da talked with Tao Yang's father.

As a father, most of them are strict and strict, and most of them are loving and kind.

I don't ask you to become a dragon or a phoenix, but I hope your life will be smooth, safe and happy.Not hurt by the cruelty of the world nor disturbed by gossip, he will always be a stable and happy boy.

It's not that Shengjing doesn't have people who like masculinity. Common people don't get noticed, but there are a few male pets raised by noble families.

Shengjing has a long history. A hundred years ago, an emperor set up a harem in vain and conferred the title of a general as empress.At that time, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were also forced to die, and I strongly asked your majesty to take it back.The later story was too long and only a few words were left. It only records that the two kings worked side by side to create a prosperous and prosperous age together, which made a good story.

This is the case with many things in this world. Before they become a big weapon, everyone shouts and beats them.The Ninth Five-Year Brilliant Time attracted much attention.

It’s not that you’re not allowed to take risks, but it’s because you’re afraid that if you fail to persevere, then how can you live a smooth and stable life with all your mouths and swords?If you can persevere and have love in your heart, it can be considered a comfort.Once you let go, everything you have paid will be in vain, your reputation will be ruined, and the gain will not be worth the loss.

This is not something to bet on.

Mr. Da went to Tao Mansion to meet Mr. Tao, and the two sat together and drank one cup after another.

Tell him the truth about Tao Yang leaving Beijing; tell him the reason why Guo Qilin agreed to marry his wife; tell him what happened after Tao Yang fell into the water during the Lantern Festival; tell him. .How difficult it is for the two children to persevere along the way.

If it wasn't for what was on my mind and engraved in my heart, in fact, I would have dispersed early on.

The master said: "The children and grandchildren have their own blessings, don't be a horse and an ox for your children and grandchildren."

They've made up their minds, so don't worry about them.

The husband said: "I don't care what happens to Guo Qilin. If something happens to the little boy, I won't recognize you as a brother."

I don't even feel sorry for my son, so what are you worrying about?

I regard your son as dearer than my own, yet you are willing to beat him.

There is no need to talk too much if you are a confidant.

Relatives are friends, don't ask for reason.

It is not cold in the early morning, but the sun is warm at noon. .This summer is finally here.

It was already past noon when Mr. Tao followed Mr. Da to Guo's mansion. Both of them had a drink, and their faces were a little red. Fortunately, they had a good drink and were not intoxicated.

Went to the young master's yard, and caught up with him not in the house.

Taking advantage of Tao Yang's afternoon nap, he ordered the boy to do something, and then ran to the study to find something.

When the two fathers entered the room, Tao Yang had just woken up and moistened his throat with the teacup beside the bed.Although his complexion was still sick, it was better than the pale and colorless, dull-eyed look a few days ago.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he thought it was the silly young master who had come back, but when he raised his head, he was about to ask him where he went to make a fuss?

Meeting his father's non-brisk eyes, the smile on the corner of Tao Yang's mouth froze for a moment.

The father and son looked at each other with struggles in their eyes, but the same thing was that they both missed each other's affection.

The reason why Mr. Tao is so determined to punish him is that he hopes that the prodigal son will correct his mistakes when he turns around, so as not to delay himself or harm others.The young master was married before, how could he be so thoughtful?

Tao Yang's eyes were red.All the father's disapproval and disapproval are due to a loving father and son, and he understands it; but as a son of man, although he understands his father's worries but insists on going his own way, it is not considered filial piety.

Looking at it, my father seemed to be much older.

Tao Yang lowered his head, clutched the corner of the quilt, and called out in a low voice: "Father..."

Mr. Tao turned his head and closed his eyes, regained his clarity, sat on the small chair beside the bed, looked at the small welt mark on Tao Yang's collar, and said, "Is it better?"

"En." Tao Yang still hung his head.Not letting his father see the mist in his eyes, he replied with a thick voice and nodded.

Mr. Tao sighed inaudibly, and pursed his lips, wondering if he was hesitant or speechless.

After a moment of silence, Tao Yang took a deep breath. .When I looked up, a tear fell on the bedding.

"Father... the son is unfilial..."

It's because I don't listen to you, think what I shouldn't think, do what I shouldn't do, go my own way without hesitation, just want to be a fool, and I become an unfilial son.

Tao Yang has been extremely intelligent since he was a child, he has never caused anyone trouble, and his elders have never worried about him.What kind of temperament he is, my father will not be ignorant, but the authorities are fascinated by it, and they are disturbed by it.

"You chose it yourself... just go." Mr. Tao's voice was low, a little powerless to compromise; after hearing so many stories, how could he be ruthless enough to stop the child again.

The "old man" next to him scolded him: If there is something wrong, little boy, I won't recognize you as a brother.

He doesn't care about his own son, so he has nothing to worry about.

"Behind you, there is still a home." Mr. Tao said.

Tao Yang was so touched by his father's gaze; it's been a long time since he stopped crying in front of his father, he was always a steady and sensible boy, now he is like a childish three-year-old, holding his father's hand and crying Fall down one by one.

He has a home, the same as ever. ~.