Chapter 541: Memories of Injury
Not to mention how sad Cao Zhonghe was, or how shocked Xiao Xu was, Granny Yu was extremely sad to learn that Zhang Yutong was forced to break up with Cao Zhengxuan.
Zhang Yutong left a too good impression on Granny Yu.
Objectively speaking, Zhang Yutong is beautiful, sensible, and knowledgeable, without a little bit of vanity and exaggeration of a young girl, in the opinion of Granny Yu, this kind of girl is the best to be a daughter-in-law.
You must know that Granny Yu has unconsciously treated Cao Zhengxuan as a son.
However, if you say that you will break up, who will come to live in the newly decorated wedding room? Where should you hide the wedding photos that have already been taken? Who will use the furniture that has already been purchased?......
An old man of Granny Yu's age is really unacceptable.
And Cao Zhengxuan didn't have time to sigh at all!
Coming out of the Second Affiliated Hospital, Cao Zhengxuan explained Zhang Yutong's "betrayal" to everyone in the taxi, and he had already arrived at the point where Cheng Chuifan invited everyone to dinner. After a simple meal, Cao Zhengxuan immediately drove everyone back to Yangjiang. During the five-hour drive, Cao Zhengxuan never dared to lament the teasing of fate on him, and he forced himself to concentrate on driving safety. When he returned to Yangjiang, what was waiting for him to go to the evening self-study of the sophomore literature (4) class was there, and even such a major event as the preparatory meeting for the construction of the 53rd Avenue project of Hua'an Construction Company could only be held after the evening self-study.
Several high-level executives and all the ministers of Huaan Construction Company sat in the large conference room and waited quietly for Cao Zhengxuan, and no one had any complaints.
What continues to rise in everyone's hearts is gratitude to Cao Zhengxuan. The "lost and regained" project of the 53rd Avenue project is entirely due to Cao Zhengxuan's ingenious arrangement and Fu Daicheng's wit.
The meeting lasted for an hour and a half, that is, when Cao Zhengxuan arrived home, the bell in the early morning was about to ring.
But his father was still sitting in the living room waiting for him.
My father's hair seemed to be grayer, and he looked a few years older in a day.
Cao Zhengxuan was tired, but he still sat next to his father.
What Cao Zhengxuan never imagined was that his father waited for him to come home for several hours, not to complain about his son, nor to tell his son about his regrets, but to tell his son about his failed feelings back then.
Cao Zhonghe put a few side dishes on the table in advance, a stack of peanuts, a stack of fried soybeans, and a stack of moldy tofu, all of which were side dishes with wine. The wine was also poured.
Cao Zhonghe half a cup, Cao Zhengxuan full cup.
Father and son sat down facing each other.
"Dad knows that you are sad and can't say comforting words, so he drinks with you. Didn't you Master Cheng Chuifan say that you can get drunk and relieve a thousand sorrows. Cao Zhonghe took a sip of his cup.
"I can't see that Dad is quite creative. Cao Zhengxuan's heart was sour, but what came out of his mouth was this sentence.
"I'm a person who doesn't understand culture, where do I know what kind of creativity?" Cao Zhonghe trembled and used chopsticks to fry small yellow beans, but after several unsuccessful coercions, he simply picked them up with his fingers.
"But I'm still thankful to my dad. Cao Zhengxuan took a big sip of wine. "I also hope that Dad will think things out. You have to think that your son is so handsome, so young and promising, and it is a matter of minutes for you to marry a satisfactory daughter-in-law. ”
"Hehe, I also have this confidence. Zhengxuan, do you know why my father was a homeless man back then?" Cao Zhonghe asked suddenly.
"Huh?" Cao Zhengxuan was stunned.
"It's because of feelings, because of women!" Cao Zhonghe's already cloudy eyes turned red, "Because of the betrayal of women!"
"Dad, why are you so good to remember this sad event?"
"Because it's time to talk about it," Cao Zhonghe took another sip of wine, and half a glass of wine was at the bottom, "I have to let my son know what a fragile man his father is." Because I don't want my son to be as fragile as his father!"
Cao Zhengxuan immediately understood Cao Zhonghe's intentions, and tears overflowed his eyes.
In order to prevent his son from repeating the mistakes he made back then, Cao Zhonghe tore apart his long-healed emotional wounds!
This is Cao Zhonghe's different father's love! This is the great father's love!
"Dad, don't worry, think about how your son grew up, your son is strong. Cao Zhengxuan comforted his father and took the initiative to add liquor to his father.
"Speaking of this relationship, Dad's heart still hurts now, it's like breaking a bowl, and the shards cut a deep hole in your hand, and when you think about it many years later, you still feel that the hole hurts very much. Cao Zhonghe's eyes began to be confused, "That girl, no, I should say that she is an old woman now." ”
"But in my father's mind, she will always be a girl. Cao Zhengxuan interrupted.
"yes. Because she was eighteen when she left me, and I haven't seen her since, she's always been eighteen in my mind. ”
"Isn't she in Yangjiang?" Cao Zhengxuan asked.
Cao Zhonghe shook his head gloomily, "No." She eloped with a man who came to the door to play cotton and never came back. ”
"Huh?" Cao Zhengxuan was surprised, "eloped with a person who played cotton?"
"Son, you don't know, at that time, there were many craftsmen of this kind who came to our Yangjiang to visit the door, what to make copper and repair locks, burn stoves and make iron, be merchants, and then play cotton. The girl your dad likes was snatched away by a young man who played cotton. ”
"Doesn't that girl like her father, and will let a man who plays cotton take away?"
"You don't understand that. You may think that playing cotton is nothing now, and you feel that he is no different from the singers, but in those days, these skilled people were popular. Your dad is far worse than them. Xiuhua, the girl your dad likes, likes what your dad likes before she has contact with this cotton. Her parents were not opposed to us contacting us. ”
"How does Xiuhua look?" Cao Zhengxuan asked.
"It's beautiful, really beautiful, I can't tell how much I like him. Cao Zhonghe's eyes became more and more confused, "She is small, her face is very delicate, her voice is very sweet, and she talks like a bird." It's really like the yellow warbler singing in the book. By the way, Xiuhua especially likes to sing. What kind of song will be learned as soon as you learn. Dad was fascinated by her singing. ”
"So dad likes to sing, too?"
"Of course. We just like each other because we both like to sing. ”
"But why haven't I heard my dad sing since I was a child?"
"After Da Xiuhua abandoned me and eloped with Dan Cotton, I never sang again. Zhengxuan, I still remember Xiuhua singing "Little River Flowing Water", the tune and taste are even better than the original song, she specially learned this song to listen to me, because once I had to go out because of family matters. Cao Zhonghe was completely immersed in the memory, "It was the first night I was going out, it was a summer evening, and I asked Xiuhua to go to the Yangjiang River beach to blow the wind. That night, the moon was not very round but very bright, the water of the Yangjiang River was not very deep but very clear, the water waves were glowing with moonlight, and Xiuhua and I hugged each other and sat facing the river. Xiuhua said that she adapted to the life with me every day, and she was very lost and lost when I suddenly went out, and it was in this situation that she suddenly hummed softly: The moon came out bright, bright, and remembered that my brother was in the deep mountains, and my brother was like the moon walking in the sky, walking in the sky, and walking in the sky, brother, brother, brother, the river flowing under the mountain was quiet and quiet......"
Recalling this, Cao Zhonghe hummed the melody of the song emotionally.