On the day of the graduation ceremony of Jincheng University, Chen Licheng called home as soon as possible. But the first thing he said to his family was not that he graduated successfully, but that Yang Erlang, who has always been in the spotlight, was expelled from school today.

He described the whole process to his family on the phone. Then he said categorically: "I'm definitely not kidding!"

As a result, this big news spread throughout Yangjiaba in an instant, like a white horse, and spread into the neighboring villages.

When Yang Genbao heard the news, he swore to others: "My son will be expelled from school? ”

His trust in his son comes from Yang Erlang's well-behaved and obedient to him since he was a child. So it was impossible for him to believe that his son would be expelled from school in this way. Even, he couldn't think of a reason to fire his son.

But when more and more people began to question him, and even told him with confidence, his originally extremely firm belief finally loosened.

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At this moment, Yang Genbao is sitting in the courtyard holding a pu fan and basking in the sun. He was working in the fields, but someone suddenly came to tell him that his son Yang Erlang had returned.

After hearing this, he originally planned to go to the village entrance to pick up his son. But when he thought of those rumors last night, he was a little displeased. In the end, he returned home, perhaps because he inexplicably felt that the ugliness of his family should not be publicized. Although, he did not believe these rumors. But there was no doubt that he had become suspicious of his son.

When Sandao walked to the door of the house panting, he finally saw the man who had been sketched out in his mind according to his memory before.

The man was a little thin, with short black and white hair that made his dark cheeks look full of vicissitudes. There was some inconvenience in his hands and feet, these three knives had long been known, and at this moment it was confirmed from the way the man was sitting.

Three knives stood stupidly like a log in the doorway for a moment. Because he didn't know what to say, and he didn't know what to call this man.

Father?

Such a title of three knives is obviously a little unspeakable.

Looking at Yang Erlang, who was at the door and did not enter the door, the wrinkles on Yang Genbao's face immediately began to rise and fall. He obviously regarded this twisting of the three knives as a kind of 'being a thief'. As a result, he had to formally doubt whether this son was really expelled from the school as the rumors said.

And when he slowly got up and was about to question this son, Sandao finally mustered up the courage to walk into the house.

"Dad!" he shouted in a stiff and stiff voice, followed by a smirk.

Yang Genbao did not give any reply to Sandao. He staggered to the front of Sandao, and then said with all seriousness: "Expelled from school?"

Sandao was slightly startled, and then nodded with a complicated expression, "Expulsion!" he said in a stiff tone.

"Smack!"

Hearing this, Yang Genbao didn't say a word, and raised his hand to slap him.

Although this sudden slap was thought about before entering the door, it could be regarded as a long time expectation, but this sturdy slap still blinded the three knives. Even at that moment, Sandao almost instinctively wanted to shout, "Crazy, I dare to fight?"

Fortunately, he quickly realized his identity, so he could only say with a solemn face: "I was wrong!"

"Smack!"

Yang Genbao raised his hand and slapped him loudly, followed by a mixture of grief and indignation: "Is it useful to be wrong!" His words seemed to be roared out. At this time, Sandao was already able to understand the feeling in this man's heart that hatred of iron could not become steel, and thousands of hopes were in vain.

So Sandao didn't have any rebuttal, and he calmly accepted the man's punishment and scolding.

Yang Erlang's sister Yang Yuqing came in at this time.

When the atmosphere suddenly became extremely quiet, but extremely depressing, Yang Yuqing came.

This girl, who was seven years older than Yang Erlang, had long black hair. Her fair complexion and delicate facial features make her look fresh and refined even if she is dressed plainly.

"Dad~" She shouted and came to Sandao's approach, and then saw Sandao's red and swollen cheeks.

When Sandao saw her for the first time, he felt that this was undoubtedly a white swan buried in the duck flock. Although he had sketched the appearance of this woman in his mind according to his memory before entering the door, it was obviously not as real and clear as it was now.

For this sister, the memory is full of meticulous love. Dropped out of school to support her family in order to allow her younger brother to go to school, and almost all of the tuition fees were earned by this sister. There was never any complaint, and there was no doubt about my brother's trust as if I believed in myself.

Yang Erlang once vowed to make this sister rich and rich, and to make this sister prosperous and rich. So he worked hard to get to a top university. However, the arrival of adolescence seems to have made some changes in him, and also made some contrasts in his thinking. The continuous pimples made him gradually fall into low self-esteem. So in the end, he should have chosen a friendship similar to dependence. That's why he went to Jincheng University.

And now, after thinking of everything this sister has done, Sandao suddenly felt a little shameless and a little embarrassed.

"Dad, what are you doing!" Yang Yuqing's opening quickly interrupted Sandao's thoughts. She seemed agitated and angry. She said as she reached out and stroked Sandao's cheek, "Why are you hitting him!"

Sandao felt like he had been electrocuted in an instant, and he only felt trembling all over. At that moment, he felt a pair of hands that were a little rough but extremely warm caressing his cheeks very gently. That feeling is like the sun shining on your face in the cold winter moon.

"Don't fight, don't you fight!" Yang Genbao glanced at his daughter, sighed, and said, "Is it easy to go to college? What's the matter, will you be fired?"

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to Sandao, and then his tone became extremely stern: "Say you, drink, drink heavily, drink like a madman." Also, I beat the principal, you, you~" He stretched out his hand again as he spoke, but this time he didn't hit three times, he reached out and touched Sandao's forehead, and then continued: "Are you sick, are you crazy~ You said you~ Do you know how hard your sister is~"

Yang Genbao stopped talking after speaking, and he began to cry. He cried silently, motionlessly. Crying and crying, he left. He entered the house and closed the door. He shouted outside: "Don't call me for dinner, don't be hungry!"

Yang Yuqing responded, and then looked at the red and swollen cheeks with teary eyes. She stroked and blew, and asked as she blew: "Does it hurt, do you want to go to the hospital to see!"

"It doesn't hurt~" The three knives were stroked and blown by Yang Yuqing, and their faces turned even redder. He hurriedly pushed Yang Yuqi's hand away, and then said with some twists: "Sister, I'm really sorry!"

"Why do you want to say I'm sorry?" Yang Yuqing looked at Sandao with a curious look on her face, and said, "I thought something had happened to you, and I was almost scared to death." It's okay if people are okay, and nothing else matters. You're so smart, it's the same with or without a diploma!"

Sandao also looked at Yang Yuqi with a curious look at this time, and he said, "Don't you blame me?"

"What do you blame?" Yang Yuqing reached out and stroked Sandao's red and swollen cheeks again, "Don't talk about this." If you want to eat at night, sister, I'm going to buy it!"

"Whatever, you can do it!"

"Okay!" Yang Yuqing stroked her eyes and walked out with a light smile. Before going out, she whispered in Sandao's ear: "You go back to your room to rest first, don't mess with Dad, he will be fine in two days." ”

Sandao knew that Yang Yuqing's tearful eyes were not because he had lived up to their expectations. Her teary eyes were only because she saw the red and swollen cheeks of the three cuts, and this kind of care came from the heart, and it was revealed without any modification.

He looked at the back of the person who walked out the door, and couldn't help but say, "I will repay you!" Then, as if he felt that he had not finished enough, he silently added: "I will repay you for him!"