The expression was like saying, "What are you talking about?"

Reflecting that he misunderstood the meaning of "home", Ding Dong explained: "Aren't you going home to accompany your mother?"

"Why should I go back?" Feng Chengyu asked rhetorically.

It just so happened that the maid came out of the kitchen with the cooked rice dumplings.

Feng Chengyu watched the other party put a plate of zongzi on the coffee table in front of Ding Dong, and suddenly seemed to react to something, and asked, "Today is the Dragon Boat Festival?"

"Don't you know?" Ding Dong blinked and looked at him in surprise.

Feng Chengyu froze in place and didn't speak for a long time.

He has never had any festivals, but whenever there are big or small festivals, he doesn't need to remind him, Lin Sen will order gifts in advance and instruct the heads of various departments to send them to employees.

For so long, he simply forgot that there was such a thing as a "festival".

"This kind of holiday should be spent with the family. ”

Ding Dong reached out and took a zongzi, but the hot temperature made her not grasp it for a while, and threw it on the coffee table.

"It's so hot......"

She blew on her red-hot fingertips, and before she had time to take a closer look at whether there was any blistering, Feng Chengyu had already taken three steps and two steps to come to her side, grabbing her hand and examining it carefully, the emotion between her eyebrows was so solemn that she seemed to be looking at some treasure.

Shocked by his serious expression, Ding Dong withdrew his hand a little embarrassed, shook his wrist, and continued the topic just now: "Your mother should be home alone, won't you go back?"

It seemed that he didn't want her to mention this, Feng Chengyu's face was a little frozen, and after a while, he replied, "Don't go back." ”

"Quarreled?" Ding Dong looked at his not-so-good face carefully.

Feng Chengyu raised his eyes to look at her, silent.

Although the truth of the original incident has been revealed, Ding Dong must hate Li Man in his heart.

Even if the relationship between the two has improved now, Li Man is still his mother no matter what he says, and if he can, he hopes that Ding Dong will not be angry with him because of this.

"Don't you hate her?" Feng Chengyu was stunned, but still asked.

Ding Dong's expression froze for a moment.

Soon, she put on an indifferent attitude and smiled: "What's the use of hating? I can't fight her, she can beat me into the eighteenth layer of hell with a casual word, I might as well please her son more, and strive to eat a full meal for two people." ”

Hearing this, Feng Chengyu's mood was even worse.

His jaw tightened, and his dark eyes darkened.

"You still hate me. He said this, his tone hoarse.

Ding Dong was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a little funny: "Why do I hate you? ”

She is a person who loves and hates clearly, knows the pain and entanglement in Feng Chengyu's heart, and doesn't want to bother him.

But after all, that person is his mother, how can Ding Dong hate his mother and love him instead?

There must be a transition time for everything.

"My mother has always been arrogant and doesn't like anything that is out of her control. You just hate her for the rest of your life, and it's understandable. Feng Chengyu lowered his eyes and said in a light tone.

Ding Dong didn't want him to choose between himself and his mother, so he simply diverted the topic: "Do you eat zongzi?"

Feng Chengyu shook his head, he had never been interested in this kind of holiday dim sum.

"Then what should I do, on such an important holiday, Feng Dashao neither eats zongzi nor goes home to accompany his mother. Ding Dong rolled his eyes and suddenly smiled, "Why don't we go and see Mr. Feng?"

Feng Chengyu looked at her for a long time, suddenly hooked the corners of his lips lightly, and asked her, "Are you coaxing me to be happy?"

She knew he was in a low mood right now, and she knew what to do that would make him happy.

And she was willing to spend time coaxing him, and he was already flattered.

"Don't forget it, I've been working all day, but I'm tired. Ding Dong rolled his eyes and made a gesture to leave.

Feng Chengyu reached out and grabbed her wrist and dragged her into his arms.

She looked up, only to see his smiling eyes.

"Do you know what it means to meet parents during the Dragon Boat Festival?"

He spoke in a narrow tone.

Ding Dong didn't make a sound, because she was gagged by him in the next second, and she couldn't answer.

Seeing this, the servant not far away quickly covered his face and ran away.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines through the glass, plating a hazy gold edge on them, which is as beautiful as a picture.

The summer night came a little late, and when the two arrived at the sanatorium, the sky was still bright.

Mr. Feng was enjoying the shade in the courtyard, and when he saw the two of them walking side by side from the gate, he was a little surprised on his face.

Feng Chengyu is busy with work on weekdays, and he rarely has time to come to see him, and the number of times he comes directly without even saying hello like this is even rarer.

"Grandpa, the Dragon Boat Festival is healthy. ”

When he got closer, Feng Xiaochuan saw clearly that Feng Chengyu's expression was a little too pleasant, and he looked like he was in a good mood.

So he couldn't help but glance at Ding Dong next to him, she still smiled faintly and politely owed him a debt.

"Mr. Feng, the festival is healthy. ”

Feng Xiaochuan smiled happily, looked at the two of them and nodded, and then remembered what Li Man said to him last time, and looked at Ding Dong with a little elegant.

"Have you eaten?" he got up from his wicker chair and walked in the direction of the building, greeting the two warmly.

"Nope. Feng Chengyu replied directly.

"Then are you here to eat with me?" Feng Xiaochuan paused, pestle the cane on the ground, and glared back at Feng Chengyu.

His somewhat serious expression made Ding Dong couldn't help but feel weak, but Feng Chengyu replied unhurriedly: "Yes." ”

Unflinching, straightforward.

"Then you don't bring anything to honor my old man, when my meal here is for nothing?" Feng Xiaochuan straightened his waist and raised his voice.

Feng Chengyu and Ding Dong glanced at each other.

Ding Dong pursed his lips, took out a small radio from his pocket, and handed it to Feng Xiaochuan with both hands.

"Feng Lao, this is a small gift I bought for you, I hope you can like it. ”

On the way, Ding Dong suddenly remembered that the first time he went to see the old gentleman, they didn't seem to send anything.

Just passing by a grocery store, Ding Dong had an idea, got out of the car and picked and choose, and finally chose a palm-sized radio.

The appearance looks deliberately old, but there are still a lot of frequencies that can be found, Ding Dong tuned in the grocery store for a long time, until he heard the sound of babbling opera from inside, and then he paid and left satisfied.

Although Feng Chengyu repeatedly said that her grandfather lacked everything, she was still ready to give this to the old man.

Older people are more or less nostalgic, and they have inexplicable feelings for opera. Ding Dong thought that Mr. Feng should like this.

Sure enough, Feng Xiaochuan's eyes immediately lit up after seeing the things in her palm.

But he still showed disgust on his face: "What is this thing, tattered, can this work?"

As he spoke, he reached out and took the small metal object in Ding Dong's hand.