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Chapter 502 Father's "Baptism"

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    But now I don't have an absolute space to do and handle everything.

    Because Shouhou and Pepe definitely don't know about my plan. If Shouhou finds out about it, he has a very high chance of supporting me, but that's not necessarily the case for Pepe.

    And my father didn't mean to keep in touch with me on the phone, but he needed to make it clear to me face to face, so now I can only go ahead and give up these two children and let them go back to  in the house.

    But since I know that the thin monkey will watch from the side, I don't have to worry too much, I just feel a little embarrassed, because I didn't know that such a thing would happen, so I just told him  They briefly explained that I did have some headaches.

    They also said that it doesn't matter, this is all within my normal, understandable and predictable range.

    I have also been thinking about how I should give all these things, unified, like a virgin.

    Makes everyone feel at ease, but I can't be bothered to think about these things now.

    Because my father just now, from the tone of his phone, he already felt a little tired.

    It seems that he also feels the incompatibility, or the ever-changing nature, of these things.

    I even felt a little embarrassed for him, maybe it really caused a little harm and discomfort to him.

    All of these things are like fairy sticks and fireworks, which make people feel tired and unbearable.

    You really don't know how to proceed.

    If this matter is on my own body, then I may have a lot of strength and energy to do it well, but now I can't do it anymore, they are starting to carry it on my father's shoulders, even though  It's just that the time of the day has not arrived.

    In short, it really made me feel helpless.

    My father and I are ready to get rid of this matter.

    We, immediately began to prepare to meet.

    Halfway through, to my surprise, my mother called me out of the blue and asked how we were doing.

    Said that she would come with us, she said she missed me very much, after eating the noodles, she started to think over there, and kept thinking about me

    So I said I want to meet with me again.

    By the way, let's understand the whole story of this matter.

    Of course I readily accepted, so the three of us met again at the noodle shop,

    When I saw my father, I specially observed his expression and demeanor to make sure that there were no problems with him!

    At that moment, I realized that some of the basic feelings of a man were ignored, because the two of them might have really talked about some very painful things.

    My father also intentionally told me some things on the phone. He may feel that he can't control some things by himself. He didn't have anything he could think of, so he said.

    Looking at the current situation, then we can only accept it, and I am really helpless.

    In other words, I have really begun to enter the realm of cultivating immortals, but when I sat on the bench with my parents and mother, I met the boss's eyes and talked about it.  Say hello a few times.

    "Oh, why are you here again?"

    "Yeah, here we go again."

    After finishing speaking, my father suddenly clenched his hands into fists and placed them on the table.

    The whole person looked very impetuous, holding a small paper fan and fanning the wind non-stop.

    And I don't know why, I always feel that he seems to have cried, his eyes are red, and there are even some tears in the places around his eye sockets.

    He has been shaking his head and sighing there. He hasn't ordered any noodles yet. He said that as long as the two of us eat, he can't finish talking about these things in one breath, for fear that he will pass it by himself.

    As soon as I heard this description from my father, I immediately looked at each other with my mother, because this does not conform to a common sense, it does not conform to my father's usual persona at all.

    Although my father is also a sensitive and delicate person, he usually pretends to be careless.

    He will never show his inner expression in front of outsiders.??If he is already feeling sad and sad about the conversation between his grandfather and him just now, then this is a situation that none of us could have imagined, how serious, how painful, and how painful it is.  Sad thing because this is beyond one of our psychology.

    Just as we finished eating the noodles, my father was always dry, without any description or content of words.

    So he didn't want to mention this matter at all, he just stayed there all the time, looking at the ceiling by himself, looking at the noodles we ate, asking if our food was delicious, and talking about nonsensical things  Things, have been showing some, completely different from usual, it can be said that it is completely unnecessary, those superfluous feelings of concern and warmth.

    He seems to be the whole person, because after listening to the grandfather's heart, he has been torn apart, as if he suddenly felt something, like something missing, madness is making up for it, madness is introspecting over there, making us feel  Very strange.

    Then my mother, and I finished eating the noodles.

    Only then did he approach us in a low voice, with a sad expression on his face, as if he had miscalculated, that feeling of regret.

    Then, cover your mouth with your hands and say.

    "I don't think it's appropriate to say it here. I made a mistake. It shouldn't be here. Should we go to a place without people and find a place without people before we can speak."

    To be honest, in my memory window, except for their exhortations about my college entrance examination, and about some important things, what happened in my life, he has never said so many words, I feel like he  It was like an iceberg that was suddenly warmed by something. It seemed that it suddenly picked up his heart. In short, it was moved by something. My mother and I could only  went out with him.

    But let's be honest.

    I'm still very happy and more excited, because I saw the transformation of their family, I saw the pain on their faces.

    I hope that after these changes in these days, I can let them know something that can warm them up.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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