Chapter 51: Father
Seeing his mother crying, Wang Yi couldn't hold back, tears kept pouring out, he raised his head, trying not to let the tears stay. "Mom, Mom, don't cry, I'm not back!"
The old lady ignored it, and vented the grievances and thoughts accumulated over the years. "Are you grandma?" At this time, Jiajia gently tugged at the corner of Wang Yi's clothes and asked timidly.
As soon as the mother heard this childish voice, she immediately suppressed her crying. Pushed Wang Yi away, tilted his head, and wiped his eyes with his palms. Only then did the mother find out about Yu Jinqiu and her two children. The mother smiled at Yu Jinqiu embarrassedly, then leaned down and asked Jiajia, "Who are you!"
Jiajia was still timid, and said softly: "I'm Jiajia, Wang Yi is my father!" The mother covered her mouth with her hand again, desperately trying to stop her tears, complaining to Wang Yi and saying: "You dead child!
"Grandma!" Jiajia called obediently. The mother squatted down, hugged Jiajia, and cried, "Good boy, my hard-working granddaughter!"
"This is my Yu Jinqiu, my friend. Wang Yi didn't want to tell his mother about the relationship with Yu Jinqiu now, and wanted to tell his mother in private, "This girl is Nannan, Jinqiu's daughter, Jiajia's sister!"
The mother picked up Jiajia and said with a smile: "Look at my old woman, I didn't have time to let you into the house when the guests came." Come on in, force is cool. ”
When they entered the house, when Wang saw that his father was not at home, he asked his mother, "Mom!
My mother was busy cutting watermelons, and she didn't look back, saying, "Go to work!" I'm about to retire, and I'm still so active, you said you can still evaluate him as a model worker!"
Wang Yixiao didn't take this stubble, and helped his mother put the watermelon on the plate. Yu Jinqiu also came over to help and asked her mother to take her back. Mother asked Wang Yi in a low voice, "Is this your girlfriend?" Wang Yi blinked and nodded with a smile. The mother gave a thumbs up and said, "It's much stronger than that Zheng Yiyi~!" The mother's enthusiasm instantly went up a notch. Yu Jinqiu's face was flushed. Wang Yi glanced at Wang Yi in disgust, and Wang Yi pretended not to see it.
By this time, the mother had already thrown Wang Yi aside. Holding Jiajia in one hand and Nannan in the other, he began to ask questions about Yu Jinqiu, so that the early warning was almost unbearable. No, he cast a look at Wang Yi for help. Wang Yihao said: "Mom, we haven't eaten yet! Why don't you help us get some food, I'll show them my old room! Dad didn't clear all my things!"
"Haven't eaten yet?" the mother patted her head and said, "Look at me as an old fool, I'm going to cook, what the two little babies want to eat, grandma will cook it for you!"
"What does Grandma do, what do we eat!" said the little adult: "Mom said that picky eaters are not good children, and they are not tall or beautiful!"
Jiajia nodded on the side, agreeing with Nannan's words. The mother loved the two girls more and more, and one of them kissed her on the face. Then I got up and went to cook.
My room hasn't changed at all, those posters. Played basketball, skateboarding. The room was very clean, it seemed that his mother cleaned it often, and Wang Yi seemed to see his mother crying while cleaning.
The two children were very curious to play with Wang Yi's childhood toys. There were a lot of things they hadn't seen before. A small cardboard box loaded Wang Yi's entire childhood. There are a lot of homemade pistols. I still remember that when I was a child, I wanted to be an uncle of the People's Liberation Army the most. One is that there are guns, and the other is that many people call uncle, how prestigious.
Yu Jin watched Wang Yi tell the two children stories when they were young, and told them the origin of each toy. Wang Yi's expression was very gentle and loving. Yu Jinqiu's gaze also softened. It seems to be to pass on all the tenderness to him.
Wang Changming always felt that something was going to happen, but he didn't know what it was. That feeling of panic is really bad. So I don't have the mood to work anymore. There's really nothing left to do! I'm going to retire in just over a month. The work in my hands has long been handed over to someone else. After a lifetime of mixing in the Qingshui Yamen of the Cultural Bureau, he finally retired at the department level. But what can I do if I don't come to work, and others can still make fun of my grandson at home, but that stinky boy in my own family is as stubborn as myself, and he hasn't been in touch with his family for many years! What should I do? Do I want this old man who has been strong all his life to bow his head to that stinky boy! The more I think about it, the worse my mood becomes. Just don't care, indulge in it, and go home early. has worked hard all his life, and finally tasted the taste of early retirement.
When I opened the door, I suddenly felt that the atmosphere at home was not the same as before, and the old woman was busy in the kitchen, humming a song in her mouth. The kitchen is not wafting with a hint of enticing aromas. What kind of situation is this? Today is not a New Year's holiday, and usually the two of them rarely cook at noon, so they will be able to deal with it at once with some noodles and scrambled eggs and fried rice.
Wang Changming closed the door and changed into slippers. The mood also became better with the aroma of the kitchen. He asked loudly, "Old woman, the sun is coming out of the west today?"
When her mother heard Wang Changming's voice, she hurriedly turned off the fire and ran out of the kitchen. Pulling Wang Changming mysteriously, he said: "I'll tell you one thing, you promise not to get angry! Our son is back! I will also bring you a granddaughter." Don't you be uncontrollable, you're going to get my sons and granddaughters away, I'm fighting with you!
When Wang Changming heard the sentence that his son was back, his brain was in a mess. Wang Changming couldn't tell what mood he was in at this time, grievances, anger, happiness, sadness, and so on, waved his hand, and mechanically walked to the living room sofa and sat down. Mu Ran's expression made her mother a little frightened! She asked loudly: "What's wrong with you, old man, don't scare me!"
As soon as the king heard the movement in the living room, he came out and saw his father doing it. After a few years, my father's hair has turned gray, the wrinkles on his face have deepened, and my father has grown old. Wang Yi was suddenly very sad, and instantly remembered a lot of childhood things, that mountain-like father was his greatest pride and dependence. But now that he was old, Wang Yi went to the living room and said in a trembling voice, "Dad! I'm back!"
Wang Changming raised his head and looked at his son, who he hadn't seen for many years, who was more mature than before. It's a man, too. It's not the little boy who always has to hold hands to cross the street. In an instant, Wang Changming calmed down.
"Come back, let's talk!" said the father calmly.
"Okay, wait a minute, I'll introduce you to a few people first!" Wang Yi, who came to the living room, pushed Jiajia and Nannan to the front and said to Wang Changming: "Call grandpa!"
"Hello grandpa!" The immature voices of the two little girls shattered the last trace of Wang Changming's disguise, and the old face smiled like a flower. With red eyes, he said, "Okay! Come to Grandpa!"
Yu Jinqiu also came to the living room and stood next to Wang Yi. Wang Yi smiled and said, "Dad, this is my friend, Yu Jinqiu!"
"Girlfriend!" Wang Changming said: "I don't bother to take care of some of your things now, but don't be sorry for people, girl, you sit." This kid is muddy, you tell me, I'll see if I can break his dog's leg!"
Wang Yi rolled his eyes and thought, is it biological?
Mother's meal was good and rich, and her mother almost cooked all the dishes that Wang Yi loved to eat. Wang Yi and Wang Changming were both drunk. This reunion has been longing for many years, and it feels so good to watch the family eat together with Meimei