Sheng Yihan walked in front, An Yurong followed, and the two went downstairs together. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It seems that Sheng Qianyuan's temper is finished, but this anger has not passed. At this moment, I saw him sitting quietly on the sofa, holding his forehead with one hand, a little helpless and a little distressed.

Sheng Yihan has already stopped, because at this moment, he is really difficult to advance, difficult to retreat, difficult to retreat, and even more difficult to enter.

Seeing this, An Yurong directly crossed over Sheng Yihan, and walked to Sheng Qianyuan respectfully, not daring to be too loud, and not daring to shout too quietly, "Master・・・・・・" At the same time, Sheng Qianyuan slowly raised his head, his gaze crossed An Yurong, and ran directly to Sheng Yihan, who was standing there straight.

"Young master, he's here." An Yurong continued.

"See!" Although Sheng Qianyuan's words were said with a straight face, An Yurong heard joy in it.

At this time, Aunt Zhang opened her mouth: "Master, young master, if you don't eat again, the meal will be cold."

Of course, among so many aunts, only this Aunt Zhang has the courage to open this mouth at this juncture. Aunt Zhang is the old man of the Sheng family, she used to serve Sheng Qianyuan, and now she is serving Sheng Yihan. It can be said that most of Aunt Zhang's life has been dedicated to the Sheng family.

"Yes, sir, angry is angry, and you still have to eat." Steward Zhong persuaded beside him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Steward Zhong's voice fell, he was killed by Sheng Qianyuan with a look-"Did I let you speak?" ”

It's not to speak, it's not to speak, Steward Zhong said that it's not an ordinary grievance, it's quite a grievance.

So it was really not easy for Aunt Zhang just now, the old and the young of the Sheng family were so difficult to serve, and she had been serving for so many years.

At this time, Sheng Yihan suddenly moved over and walked straight to the square dining table. I saw Sheng Yihan pull out a chair, paced to the other side, pulled out another chair, and then sat on one of the chairs.

Sheng Qianyuan saw this move in his eyes, and he was very pleased, but this time, he didn't plan to show it. An Yurong, who was standing on Sheng Qianyuan's side, also seemed to understand, and he whispered in Sheng Qianyuan's ear, "Master, don't you plan to go over?" ”

Sheng Qianyuan didn't give An Yurong an answer, because he had been shouting all night and his voice was tired. At this time, he finally got up, and walked to the square table just now, just like Sheng Yihan just now.

Let's look at the dishes on that table, it is fish-flavored shredded pork, braised crucian carp, steamed baby cabbage with garlic vermicelli, and sweet and sour pork ribs・・・・・・ speaking of sweet and sour pork ribs, Aunt Zhang's best dish is sweet and sour pork ribs, and Sheng Yihan also loves to eat sweet and sour pork ribs she makes.

When Sheng Qianyuan sat down at the other end of the table, everyone else was speculating about who would speak first, what would he say at the moment when he spoke first, and whether he would disagree, not to mention the dishes on the table, even the entire table would suffer.

However, no one expected Sheng Yihan to say such a sentence as soon as he opened his mouth, "Aunt Zhang, your sweet and sour pork ribs are getting better and better!" ”

At this time, a voice came from the kitchen, "Is it young master?" If it's delicious, you can eat more! ”

Sheng Qianyuan glanced at Sheng Yihan, as if he had thought of something, and then he finally figured it out before he picked up the chopsticks, sandwiched the chopsticks towards the bowl of braised crucian carp, and ate it with his head down.

When eating, Sheng Qianyuan's eyes always fall on Sheng Yihan intentionally or unintentionally. Seeing him staring at the bowl of sweet and sour pork ribs, he said, "You like to eat sweet and sour pork ribs, if you don't think it's enough, let Aunt Zhang make another bowl."

Sheng Yihan didn't answer him immediately, so the atmosphere at that time was a little embarrassing. However, after Sheng Yihan sent several pieces of meat to his mouth, he heard him whisper: "No need, I'm enough, don't bother Aunt Zhang."

"Oh."

The father and son had a meal, and the atmosphere reached the freezing point at every turn, and I said that I would not answer, and if I said a word, I would say a word, and you answered immediately, and I would not say anything.

Sheng Qianyuan said in his rough voice: "Today is your birthday, and I didn't have time to prepare anything, thinking that you don't like to be lively, so I spent it at home, and I don't know if you like it or not."

His simple sentence completely revealed his nervousness at this moment, probably because he hadn't eaten with Sheng Yihan for too long, and he had eaten at the same table.

However, the last thing Sheng Yihan wanted to hear was, "I didn't have time to ・・・・・・" When he heard this, he was angry, but he ate well at this time, and he didn't want to turn his face with him, so he just replied lightly: "Hmm."

It's just that at this time, Sheng Qianyuan suddenly said in a low voice: "Sometimes I still go back for a walk・・・・・・ I know that I have reached this age, and I don't have much time, and I don't want to quarrel with you in the next time・・・・・・"

Time is running out, time is running out・・・・・・ what a helpless sentence.

It seems that in Sheng Yihan's impression, Sheng Qianyuan has always been so energetic, and it is not an exaggeration to say that his temperament is not much different from that of a young man. Now that he is only in his early fifties, how can he say that he is running out of time.

"Let's eat."

"Hmm."

Silent.

Silent.

Silence again.

Where is there so much silence?

After the silence, Sheng Qianyuan suddenly said again, "No matter what, I still want to wish you a happy birthday." ”

At this time, Sheng Yihan raised his eyes, his eyebrows were full of indifference, his eyes were faint, and he slid over Sheng Qianyuan calmly, "What's wrong with you today?" ”

At the same time, Sheng Qianyuan choked up, "It's nothing, it's just that I suddenly want to say these words, and suddenly ・・・・・・I want to beg you to give me a chance to make up for my mistakes for so many years." ”

Such a Sheng Qianyuan, Sheng Yihan is the first time to see it.

No, it should be the second time, that year my grandmother died, he knelt in front of the bed of my grandmother, who had closed her eyes forever, crying, please give me a chance・・・・・・ give me a chance to do my unfinished filial piety.

However, how can there be so many opportunities in life, not every retention can be exchanged for that person's return, don't wait until the person is gone, don't wait until the person is gone, don't think of filial piety, don't wait until you lose, think of making up. Don't talk about making amends, there are some things that are really not suitable for making up, that feeling is only at the time, after that, it's over, you can't make it up. Just like a mirror, if it is broken, it will be broken, and if it is replaced, it will not be the original mirror. (To be continued.) )