Su Changshi, who was holding a stone seal knife carving, heard the rough voice of his neighbor Sister Yang in the morning, and knew that it was Su Zifang who was back. He hurriedly put down the things in his hand, put the robe that had been folded on the table long ago, and went out to greet Su Zifang happily, without forgetting to pick up the scroll next to his clothes.

"Dad, I'm back." When Su Zifang saw Su Changshi, his fragile mood overlapped infinitely, but he still squeezed out a smile.

"It's okay, just go home, go back to the house and sit down first." Su Changshi took Su Zifang's hand and walked in the direction of home.

Su Changshi didn't know what happened to Su Zifang, but the expression of Su Zifang in his eyes was no different from the expression of being bullied when he was a child. He was sure in an instant that Su Zifang must have encountered something unhappy.

"What's the matter, Lao Shi, don't you enjoy the scenery of our Beiwang Village today?" Sister Yang, a neighbor, couldn't help but joke when she saw Su Changshi pulling his son home.

According to Su Changshi's habit, when Su Zifang came back from Changhong, he must take a walk around the village.

Su Changshi looked at Su Zifang, whose face was a little pale, where he was still in the mood to joke with them, he waved his hand and took Su Zifang home. Sister Yang and the others felt bored, and they each went back to do what they were doing.

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"Dad, how are you doing at home?"

“......”

Back home, Su Changshi looked at Su Zifang, whose face was a little pale but still smiling, and he didn't know what to say.

He didn't pick up Su Zifang until he was forty years old. At that time, his wife had passed away, and he pulled Su Zifang up with a handful of and urine. Su Zifang has always been the treasure he holds in the palm of his hand since he was a child.

Even if it was a play between the children, he was reluctant to see Su Zifang being wronged. What's more, now Su Zi is facing real grievances. Although Su Changshi didn't know what Su Zifang had experienced, the more Su Zifang smiled, the more he felt that his heart was like a knife.

Su Zifang saw that Su Changshi should not answer him, so he asked again.

"Dad, the family is okay lately."

"I'll go out and get some wine."

After that, Su Changshi looked at Su Zifang and sighed deeply, and went out. He didn't know what twists and turns Su Zifang had encountered. But Su Zifang smiled and didn't let him see it, and he knew that it must be something he couldn't help when he guessed.

As for the comforting words, he Su Changshi couldn't say it.

Su Zifang is the nestling that lives under his wings. Suddenly, one day, the young bird flew into the sky beyond his wings. In the sky as far as his vision could see, the little bird hiding under his wings was hiding in the face of lightning and thunder, but he could only watch this scene, unable to help at all.

Su Changshi's heart may be even more uncomfortable than Su Zifang's, he looks at his children suffering words, and his heart is also indescribably uncomfortable. He even began to regret it, regretting why he had let Su Zifang worship in the Immortal Gate in the first place.

Su Changshi also began to understand his father, the old father who insisted on letting his son inherit his father's business. He also became, like every father, reluctant to let his children fly into the unknown skies to be tempered, and he longed to protect the weak chick until he lost the last breath of his life.

As soon as Su Changshi stepped out of the door with his front foot, Su Zifang couldn't control the tears in his eyes, he raised his head slightly, and covered his face tightly with his two hands.

"Dad, is Zifang home?"

"Dad, what are you doing?"

"What's wrong today, this is."

Su Changshi, who had just gone out, happened to meet Su Chengcai, who came to look for him. Su Cheng is Su Ziyuan's father, the only child born to Su Changshi and his wife.

Su Chengcai, who had just arrived at the door, looked at his old father who only sighed and had no time to pay attention to him, and looked puzzled.

It stands to reason that when the younger brother goes home, his father should happily beat gongs and drums everywhere, why does he look worried today. Could it be that the two had a conflict, Su Chengcai thought to himself.

"Zifang, I'm back from Changhong." When he arrived in the inner room, Su Chengcai looked at Su Zifang, whose eyes were red, and affirmed his thoughts. The two of them must be at odds with each other, otherwise why would his younger brother be crying. Since Su Zifang was ten years old, it was the first time he saw Su Zifang crying.

"Brother, you're here." Su Zifang was busy wiping his face.

"What's the matter, Zifang, have a conflict with our father?"

"No, big brother."

"Our dad has always had that temper, you know. You don't really want to hold a grudge against him. Otherwise, our father will die of sadness. Our dad actually cares about you very much, when you are not at home, our dad takes the books brought by the immortals you brought him, and never leaves his hand every day. And that robe, which is placed there every day, is reluctant to wear it, and your sister-in-law wants to wash the robe, but our father won't let it, so he has to wash it himself. ”

Su Zifang listened to his eldest brother Su Chengcai talk about his father, and he also smiled a little and suppressed his thoughts for the time being.

"Big brother, it's really okay, we really didn't have any conflicts."

"It's okay, it's okay." Su Chengcai touched Su Zifang's head dotingly. As the saying goes, the eldest brother is like a father, and when Su Changshi brought Su Zifang back, Su Chengcai was already about to start a family. Although pulling the child to Su Chengcai didn't help his father, if you want to take care of Su Zifang, he Su Chengcai also watched Su Zifang grow up.

"Today I asked your sister-in-law to get a lot of delicious food, no matter how good the things outside are, they are not as delicious as the things at home."

"Well, my sister-in-law's cooking is the most fragrant." Su Zifang said with a smile.

Su Chengcai is different from Su Changshi, although he also watched Su Zifang grow up. But he is far less shrewd than Su Changshi, Su Changshi also taught him poetry and articles, and he didn't learn much.

In fact, for Su Zifang, the eldest brother is more like his father, and his father is like his mother. His father likes to guess his mind and teach him, and his eldest brother and sister-in-law seem to be his shields. When he was a child, he got into trouble, his father chased him and beat him, and he ran desperately to his eldest brother's house.

When Su Zifang saw his father's first expression, he knew that he had not hidden his father's thoughts. Although he had long anticipated that he might be seen through, he was still reluctant to share his own thoughts with his father, because he did not want his father to suffer as much as he did.

The eldest brother is different, from childhood to adulthood, the eldest brother is his shield, only caring about protecting him, and doesn't care about his careful thinking at all.

"Of course, your sister-in-law's cooking must be delicious, haha. In the past few months, Madoka has been talking every day about when you will come back, have you allowed him anything again?"

"No, not really."

"You can't get used to him like that, he's getting spoiled by you now."

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