With a sticky stinky sweat, Song Yong walked into his office.

At this moment, he wanted to take a good shower and get a good night's sleep, so he didn't even turn on the lights in his office.

I hurried to the lounge in the middle room.

It's just that after he touched the doorknob of the inner bedroom with one hand, and when he turned it, he found that it was locked inside, and he was hit with a spirit.

Who is it and who is in it?

First of all, Song Yong ruled out the possibility that he was an employee in the store and would sleep in his room.

Each of them has an independent staff dormitory, so they will not be so inflexible and will sleep in their own boss's room.

The only possibility is that the female ticket king who can do this kind of thing is happy.

Looking at the circle of friends that she released at ten o'clock yesterday, the address was obviously in a certain resort hotel in Malaysia.

I guess this girl just wanted to surprise herself, and she didn't come back so soon.

At the same time, he glanced at the office slightly, and found that although the furnishings in the office were quite neat, there were obvious signs of turning.

At least in Song Yong's impression, many small things have been moved.

Therefore, the only possibility that Song Yong thought of was that there was a thief in the store.

It's still the kind of thief who dares to come to the door and slowly rummage things inside.

The problem is that this thief is also a little stupid, obviously the most valuable thing in Song Ji is in the secret safe in the corner of the office, but this goods are rummaging in the room inside.

Could it be that the technology is limited and the safe cannot be opened at all, so it is not even tried?

Or maybe it wasn't found at all

Because he recognized his own strength, it was no longer a problem to turn over two or three strong men, Song Yong held an empty wine bottle from the side of the bar in one hand, and took out the key in the other.

"Sand sculptures, do you think it's locked up, so I can't get in?"

With such a thought, Song Yong gently twisted the door lock and pushed the door inside.

Through the light coming from the window, Song Yong saw the situation in the room clearly, which was an unexpected situation for him.

In the small lounge, not only is there nothing missing, but on the ground on one side, there are large bags and small bags.

One of the yellow fodder bags looks so kind.

Because he clearly remembers that when he went to Baoqing for the first time to go to college, the old man of the family, Song Jie*, used such a similar bag to fill the bedding prepared at home.

Because he disliked this kind of bag because it was too old-fashioned, he quarreled with the old man fiercely.

As a result, the old man who originally said that he was going to send him to Baoqing College to sign up was left at home by himself, and he went out with his bags and luggage alone.

Then at the station in the county seat, I spent more than a hundred yuan to buy a beautiful big gift box.

Stuffed the cover in, and suddenly felt that he was a lot more foreign, at least it looked, not like a rural baby from the mountains.

Anyway, it's also the kind that has been working for two years and has seen some of the market.

For the whole semester after that, he never went back, only occasionally called back, and only when he estimated that the old man was working in the fields, did he call back to talk to his mother.

It was also in the first semester when he returned home for the New Year.

It was only in a casual chat with my mother that I learned such a message:

At the beginning, after he carried the feed bag angrily and went out without looking back, the old man silently followed him for a long distance.

It wasn't until he left on the shuttle bus to Baoqing that he returned home.

And every time my mother received a phone call, the old man didn't care much on the surface, but when my mother talked about the content of the call.

This man, who is going to be strong for a lifetime, will always prick up his ears.

Song Yong remembered that after listening to this, he didn't care much in his heart.

Looking back now, how come I was not such a thing......

In a trance, Song Yong found a familiar and unfamiliar figure lying on his side on his bed.

Facing this back, Song Yong lightened his steps and walked over slowly.

said that it was familiar, it was because Song Yong recognized the character lying on it at the first time, it was the stubborn old man who had quarreled with him since he was a child, and he didn't know how many times he had pumped himself.

The strange thing is that after an unknown number of years.

In my memory, the straight man who always stood up like a mountain and stood up slightly bent after falling asleep.

When he got closer, he could even see a large patch of gray color on the sideburns of the old man's hair.

At this moment, Song Yong couldn't wait to slap himself twice.

Because the man lying in front of him didn't seem to be sixty years old, but in terms of the gray degree of his hair, he had a fight with Uncle Qian.

It turns out that this man who scolds like thunder has a time of old age.

Therefore, what qualifications do you have to laugh at Qian Wei.

In the end, when Song Yong walked to the edge of the bed, he suddenly fell to his knees as if he had been hit by the extremely fucking spell of 'soft knees'.

He whispered, "Dad! I'm sorry." ”

After a while, Song Yong lowered his head, covered his face, and burst into tears in silent sobbing.

In such a situation, after knowing that a big hand full of calluses was placed on Song Yong's head, a voice began to sound: "Yong Yanzi! It's okay, it's good to know that it's wrong." ”

Song Yong, who suddenly looked up, took a look and found that the old man had already sat up.

"Dad, why don't you beat me up again?" Song Yong sincerely made such a strange request.

The main thing is that he thinks that if he does this, he may make himself feel better.

However, it is the same as when I was a child, I don't know how many times I was smoked, and I stayed up until midnight and didn't sleep.

In the old man's mouth, there was a sentence like this:

"Are you hungry? I'm going to cook two bowls of egg noodles, both of which are local eggs that your mother has saved at home that she can't afford to eat, and put more green onions in the bowl for you. ”

The difference is that this time Song Yong rejected the proposal and said:

"Now that I'm grown, it's time for you to be blessed. ”

Later, when Song Yong was busy in the kitchen, he didn't see that in the room, the stubborn old man who had taught him since he was a child that he was a 'manly husband and a man who bleeds without tears' was silently wiping his tears.

It's smiling and wiping your tears at the same time......

Ten minutes later, the two fathers and sons who were sitting on the sofa were eating egg noodles in large gulps.

From the few words when the old man was eating noodles, Song Yong knew the reason for the matter.

It turned out that Mr. Bai's new episode was broadcast, and it happened to be seen by his cousin Song Fugui on the Internet.

Then, the guy with the big mouth told his parents about it overnight.

Subsequently, with the character of the old man in the family, he naturally set off from his hometown in Hunan Province today, and took his cousin Song Fugui to the door.

Originally, there was about where they rested today.

The sticks they were going to find a clean hotel around and let the two stay.

But in the words of Song Jie*: "Isn't this a waste of money? Just find a small hotel for Song Fugui and open such a room." ”

"As for me, an old man, I can deal with Song Yong's kid in bed all night. ”

Under the old man's orders, the stick and the others obediently complied.

It was a bowl of egg noodles with enough portions, which was quickly eaten by the father and son, and while drinking the noodle soup made from the big bones, Song Yong talked to the old man about his own affairs.

Of course, all the simplicity and sadness in it have been brought away by this goods, to put it mildly.

He talked more about the thriving business in Song Kee's shop, as well as his female ticket Wang Xinran, and the matter of bringing the female ticket home for the New Year.

In this kind of narration, the atmosphere between father and son has become rare in more than ten years.

Maybe it was the stunned boy back then, but now he has finally grown up.

The war between father and son, which lasted for more than ten years, can be regarded as a complete end, and when Song Yong has a son, such a war may start again.

It's just that in such a war, it is impossible to say who will be the vanquished.