Chapter VIII

There is always a difference in perception between young people born after the 80s and the previous generation, adults call it "rebellion", while young people think it is "individuality", so they ignore everything.

In fact, Zhang Shaoyu was mentally prepared at the police station, and when he went home, he was criticized solidly, and he decided not to say a word, no matter what his grandfather said, he just admitted his mistakes. But things didn't seem to go the way he imagined.

Director Chen sent him to the house, and his grandfather reminisced with him, and the two of them talked loudly in the living room. As soon as Zhang Shaoyu entered the room, he stood aside with his head down, waiting for his hair to fall. But strangely, my grandfather didn't say anything and let him stand aside. After about ten minutes, Director Chen got up to say goodbye, and Zhang Shaoyu thanked him politely and sent him out.

"The storm is coming. Zhang Shaoyu said secretly in his heart.

Grandpa went back to the sofa and sat down, took the remote control board on the coffee table, turned on the TV, and looked at it, but he didn't seem to see Zhang Shaoyu standing next to him. He watched TV with relish, and occasionally said a few words about the plot of the TV series to his grandmother, who was sitting on the sofa opposite. Zhang Shaoyu began to feel a little sad in his heart, scolding him, or even beating him, it was better for him than this.

Twenty-one years old, a young man of 1.75 meters with a straight pestle there, is not very good-looking. Zhang Shaoyu looked at his grandfather calmly, it seems that this time he has to take the initiative to admit his mistake. Taking a deep breath, Zhang Shaoyu was ready to speak. At this time, my grandfather suddenly picked up the phone on the flower table.

Zhang Shaoyu felt that his heart suddenly contracted and became nervous, who is his grandfather going to call?

Stretching his neck and looking at his grandfather dialing the number, Zhang Shaoyu's heart was in his throat, it was his father's mobile phone! The next paragraph, Zhang Shaoyu later wrote in his memoirs: My grandfather's words that day can be said to be the most sad and sad for me since I was 21 years old, because of that paragraph, I almost cut off relations with my family.

The phone was connected, and it seemed that it was my father who answered the phone, and my grandfather first asked them about their health and work, and finally the conversation changed and said something that made Zhang Shaoyu shiver immediately: "There is something I have to apologize to you, I'm sorry, I failed to discipline Zhang Shaoyu." ”

It can be imagined that the father on the other end of the phone will react so fiercely when he hears this, he roars loudly, asking his son what mistake he has made again, and even Zhang Shaoyu, who is standing five steps away, can clearly hear his roar. In his heart, there was a sudden feeling of frustration, as if he had suddenly fallen into the abyss and fallen into the cold and biting ice water, and the chill rose from his heart.

Just when Zhang Shaoyu was at a loss, his grandfather took the phone and handed it to him without saying a word.

Zhang Shaoyu took it with both hands, quickly took two steps back, and picked it up.

"Dad......" hadn't been called out yet, and the father on the other end of the phone had already started to growl.

"Bastard thing! Lao Tzu is out making cows and horses for you to go to college! That's how you repay me? What a good job, you even went to the police station, and you are still the number one in our Zhang family! Shame on people, how did I give birth to such a bastard thing as you, people live a face, a tree lives a skin, do you still want to lose face?"

"Dad, you listen to my explanation......" Zhang Shaoyu could feel his father's anger, and he wanted to explain. But his father didn't give him this opportunity at all, and still scolded angrily, and the words became more and more ugly.

A wave of anger gradually rose from the bottom of my heart, slowly climbed up, and finally, rushed to the top of my head. As a father, have you done anything other than giving me tuition and living expenses? I am 21 years old, and I have only seen you three times in my memory! I ask what father in the whole world would treat his son like this!

Anger is anger, but Zhang Shaoyu is quite sensible, after all, he is his father, no matter how wrong it is, he can't talk back. So, he tried his best to restrain himself, gritted his teeth tightly to hold back the anger that was about to explode, and asked softly, "Dad, I want to talk to Mom, is it okay?"

But the father on the other end was angry, where would he take care of him, he was still ruthlessly scolding, and used all the vicious words that could be used. Zhang Shaoyu said to himself at first, it doesn't matter, my father hasn't read any books, and scolding people is inevitably a bit vulgar. But later, my father actually scolded the sentence "You are not even as good as a beast". Zhang Shaoyu was really angry, his teeth were gritted, his head was already a little painful with anger, and his chest seemed to be blocked by something, and he was uncomfortable.

"Dad, have you scolded enough?" Zhang Shaoyu suddenly raised his voice and asked.

The father on the other end of the phone also stopped suddenly, he probably didn't expect that his son would come up with such a sentence. The two fathers and sons suddenly fell silent, but this silence was only the silence before the outbreak, and after a while, a sentence that affected Zhang Shaoyu's life came out of his father's mouth.

"Okay, your kid is still fine, okay, aren't you very capable? Don't rely on Lao Tzu after you have the ability, you have ......."

This time, without waiting for his father to finish speaking, Zhang Shaoyu said: "No problem, so be it, take care of your parents." With that, he slammed the phone down. At that moment, Zhang Shaoyu's heart was full of anger and sadness, why do I have such an unkind father? Why didn't he listen to my explanation? Could it be that in his eyes, his son was born a bad embryo?

"Shaoyu, you ......" Grandma sat next to her and didn't speak, Zhang Shaoyu knew that it was her grandfather who didn't allow her to speak. Although his grandmother always protected him, his grandmother had to listen to his grandfather.

Zhang Shaoyu didn't say anything, and went straight into the room to grab things and put them away. He didn't want to stay any longer, he was fed up, and it was better to leave sooner rather than be looked at here with indifference. There are not many things, that is, a few changes of clothes, packed in gift boxes, and you can walk away with them.

However, suddenly catching a glimpse of something in the box, Zhang Shaoyu was stunned. It was a photograph, lying quietly on top of my clothes. Zhang Shaoyu in the photo is smiling so brightly, in his arms, the bird is leaning on a beautiful girl, it is Zhang Li.

Picking up the photo, Zhang Shaoyu wiped it and wiped it with care, Zhang Li on the photo was so quiet and elegant, a few days ago, she was still her girlfriend, but now she ...... Oh, Zhang Shaoyu, Zhang Shaoyu, why are you so unlucky, what kind of has happened to you.

smiled self-deprecatingly, put the photo back, neatly put the box on, and Zhang Shaoyu walked out.

When the grandmother saw him come out with the box, her face changed greatly, she quickly stood up from the sofa, stepped forward and grabbed the hand of the baby grandson, and said in a lost voice: "Shaoyu, what are you doing here?"

"Let him go and let him go. Grandpa's cold voice sounded on the side, like a sword, stabbed into Zhang Shaoyu's heart. He smiled, held back the tears that were already rolling in his eyes, and said to his grandmother, "Grandma, my grandson is leaving." You old man should take good care of your body, you have always been in poor health, remember to take medicine, I will come back to see you. Grandma, I'm ......."

I really couldn't say it anymore, looking at my grandmother, who was only on her chest, her body was already a little rickety, her hair was gray, and her face was full of wrinkles, and her cloudy eyes were full of tears, Zhang Shaoyu's heart was like a knife.

"Good, Shaoyu is good, don't be angry with your father and grandfather, they are also good for you, let's not go, obedient." Grandma was in tears, touching the face of her most distressed grandson and coaxing a child.

Zhang Shaoyu took his grandmother's hand and desperately squeezed out a smile: "Shaoyu knows, grandma, I'm leaving." After speaking, he lifted the box, turned around and said coldly to his grandfather: "Grandpa, take care." After finishing speaking, he walked outside without hesitation. Behind him, there was a crying voice from his grandmother and his grandfather, and the sentence that Zhang Shaoyu heard most clearly was: Let him go, let him fend for himself!

Mourning is greater than heart death, home is a place of warmth and affection for everyone, but Zhang Shaoyu has never felt this way. Except for his grandmother, it seems that this world doesn't care about his existence, and sometimes, he even wonders if anyone will feel sorry for him if he dies.