No one was more surprised than Zhong Xiaoxiao when Zhong Yuanjun said sorry.
He just stared at Zhong Yuanjun like this, unable to say a word for a long time.
Not good at communicating with people, Zhong Xiaoxiao completely followed Zhong Yuanjun.
It suddenly became quiet, and both father and son were a little uncomfortable.
In the end it was Zhong Yuanjun who broke the silence, "My conversation with your motherdon't take it to heart."
Zhong Yuanjun has never been so nervous before, even when facing a critically ill patient, Zhong Yuanjun is not at all afraid of a difficult operation.
However, when facing his son, he seemed a little at a loss.
Why not Zhong Xiaoxiao, he also doesn't know how to communicate with his parents.
Because their days together are numbered.
They are all busy, and he is equally busy, and the time they are busy together is so precious.
If it was left in the past, Zhong Xiaoxiao might just lower his head and listen, or even whisper in his heart to the flowers, plants and birds raised by his grandfather.
He still remembers learning martial arts next to the small park.
In order to avoid the coach's class, Zhong Xiaoxiao pretended to have a stomachache and went to the toilet and slipped into the park.
He confides all his grievances and thoughts to the fir tree in the park that he can't hold.
Occasionally, one or two birds will land on the branches, like his listeners.
It turns out that there are many ways to vent emotions.
Since then, Zhong Xiaoxiao has developed the habit of talking to trees, flowers, and birds, and of course he talks to himself alone.
As a confidant, Zhong Xiaoxiao is familiar, but as a listener, he is so strange.
That is, unfamiliar, he was at a loss, but also a little excited.
Think again of Teacher Mei Duo's gentle smile, and her phrase "You look so pretty when you smile." Zhong Xiaoxiao unconsciously said, "Dad"
As soon as Dad said it, he was in a happy mood.
Similarly, Zhong Yuanjun also had a long-lost smile on his face.
The father and son smiled similarly, and Zhong Yuanjun signaled his son to speak first.
Zhong Xiaoxiao nodded, and then continued: "I know you and mom are very busy, I shouldn't let you worry"
"I also know that I let you and mother down" Zhong Xiaoxiao had already lowered his head at this point, he understood all the reasons for an eleven-year-old child.
He also has the shame he should have.
When he heard his mother say how excellent Director Dong's daughter is, he wasn't jealous, he was ashamed.
"It's my fault to disappoint you and mother. I will work hard in the future. Even if I can't be as good as Director Dong's daughter, I will try my best to learn what I should learn."
"Little" Zhong Yuanjun still interrupted his son, just because he felt sorry for such a sensible son.
"Director Dong's daughter is excellent, but my son is not bad either."
What Zhong Yuanjun said was such pride, as if Zhong Xiaoxiao was the number one.
In addition to being stunned, Zhong Xiaoxiao was filled with countless small waves surging in his heart.
Even knowing that his father was encouraging him, he was still so happy.
"Xiao Xiao, you have to know that in this world, there are always people who are superior to others and who are superior to others. None of us can always be the best and be the first."
Zhong Yuanjun's deep voice knocked into Zhong Xiaoxiao's heart rhythmically.
"If you want to let the family down, Dad is also a failure. I don't seem to know anything except seeing the sick. If it weren't for your grandpa and grandma, our family would have been in dire straits." (Remember Website URL: www.hlnovel.com