The mother's eyes looking at the father were full of love that could not be hidden. Since her father entered the house, she has not been idle, taking the police uniform that her father took off, preparing slippers for him, pouring a glass of warm water, setting up the washed fruits, hurried back to the kitchen, and continued to stir-fry. While she was busy with this, she couldn't stop saying sorry to her father, and that she was a little late for today's meal, and hoped that he would wait patiently.

Compared with his mother's enthusiasm, his father's reaction was much colder, perhaps taking his mother's dedication and busyness for granted, or maybe he didn't feel sorry for his wife who took care of the housework and raised children for him, while enjoying everything his mother provided with peace of mind, turning on the TV with his feet crossed, and pretending to appreciate it with relish, his eyes kept glancing at himself, and he wanted to stop talking several times. After his father finally mustered up the courage to speak, he just said three words: "Tian Xin, you" Sang Sirui couldn't pretend anymore, he glared at his father fiercely, worried about his mother's mood, and suppressed the urge to scold his father, and then avoided the kitchen. Only then would the father not have the face to chase after him and continue, and he knew exactly what his father wanted to say. He couldn't forgive.

"Sirui, why did you come to the kitchen? It's dirty and hot in here, go out and spend some time with your dad, haven't you been thinking about him all these days? He's finally back early, so let's stay with him a little longer. Sang Sirui stubbornly shook his head and refused to leave, staring intently at his mother's hand stir-frying, hesitating how to speak. He's only a thirteen-year-old kid, and he doesn't have much of a city. When he first entered the house, he didn't say anything because his mother was really ecstatic when she heard the news of his father's imminent return, and he couldn't bear to spoil this joy. But what he can't bear is that he is stupid to live in the dark for the rest of his life, or that one day he discovers the truth with his own eyes, it will be a hundred times more painful than learning from his son's mouth. Because then she will know that her husband and her son, the two most important and trusted men in her life. The United are lying to her. Treating her like a poor fool, Sang Sirui didn't want to be a person who hurt his mother himself.

"Mom, there's something I want to tell you."

"Oh, you say. Mom, listen. ”

"Daddy Him"

"Tian Xin. You stupid boy. What are you talking about standing here? Don't bother your mom to cook, go do your homework. At this moment, Sang Nianyuan suddenly came to the kitchen, and pulled Sang Sirui away without saying anything. dragged him into the bedroom, begging with a begging face: "Tian Xin, is it okay to give Dad a chance, don't say anything, Dad is wrong, Dad will definitely change in the future, he must be good to your mother, can you forgive Dad?" "The man in front of him is arrogant and arrogant, as his son for more than ten years, Sang Sirui thinks he knows his father very well, in today's words, he has a very serious machismo, both for his wife and son, what he says and does is an order, is a decision, it is not changeable, Sang Sirui has never seen a father like this, as if he stepped down from the altar, and has become a very, very approachable specific person, and no longer just a title.

But the appearance of this so-called approachable father is because of another woman and another boy, Sang Sirui is not easy to fool, he suddenly grasped the crux of the problem: "Don't you want that son too?" "If he says that women are like clothes, and Sang Sirui believes it, just look at his mother. But a father who has never spoiled him, but he is warm, caring, and spoiling to another illegitimate son. So what is the credibility of his words that he is so light now, believe in him, give him a chance, and will live well with them in the future, Sang Sirui is unwilling to think about it, he has a deep sense of jealousy, that child is his biological son, and he is just the product of a loveless marriage.

For a moment, he even wanted to ask his father if he had brought him back, why he could sometimes be proud of him for so many years, and sometimes ignore him as if his son did not exist. If he doesn't love his mother, doesn't he love himself either? Sang Nianyuan didn't expect that his son had been so well-behaved at a young age, and he actually contradicted him and didn't listen to him. He's not sensible, he's such a nasty kid!

Sang Siyuan's scolding words couldn't say a word to his son's stubborn eyes. Why did such an unfortunate thing as a fire in the backyard happen to him, originally his life was so happy, so harmonious, but he didn't expect that a most ordinary move this afternoon would ruin all this. But the established fact, even if he regrets that his intestines are green, it is impossible to turn back time and go back to the mall this afternoon and reverse all this, the only thing he can do is to find a way to stabilize his son and not make trouble for him.

"Tian Xin, you listen to Dad. You are still young, you don't understand the adult world, Dad also has Daddy's hardships, Dad begs you, don't tell Mom for the time being, this matter is between Dad and Mom, let us solve it ourselves, okay? There was distrust written clearly in his son's eyes, but Sang Nianyuan thought that he had shown the greatest sincerity and patience, but his son didn't take in, he still looked stubborn, and even looked at him with a faint dissatisfaction and anger in his eyes.

He couldn't help complaining in his heart about his wife, he only knew that he was circling around the pot all day long, his hair was long and his knowledge was short, and he actually raised his good son to look disrespectful. He threw down a sentence in a stiff tone, "Tomorrow I will explain to your mother myself, adults are like children who are less involved" and left. And in the time they got along, his father kept sticking to his mother and didn't give Sang Sirui a chance to speak alone.

It was the last dinner of the family of three in Sang Sirui's memory. The father greeted his mother with cold greetings, kept sandwiching his mother's favorite dishes, and turned his head to smile at him from time to time. The sweet and delicious food in his mouth tasted like chewing wax to Sang Sirui, as if something was blocking his throat and eyes, and he couldn't swallow it no matter what, but his mother smiled happily. Let him know that he must endure.

Finally swallowing a bowl of rice, Sang Sirui escaped from the dining table and locked himself in the bedroom, he tried to stretch out his ears, listening to the movements of his father and mother outside, afraid that they would suddenly quarrel, afraid that his mother would suddenly cry. To be honest, he couldn't see his mother crying at all.

In the past, he was a blind admirer of his father, but he was impatient with his mother at most. At the time he thought. The father was tall and handsome. The mother is short and fat, the father is still charming in his forties, but the mother is already old, and the father is a person who does a big business outside. Mother always stares at trivial things. His communication with his mother was limited. Because his mother didn't understand him at all. She only cares about whether he is well fed and warmly clothed, and whether he can keep up with his studies, but she doesn't understand his heart at all.

He also once thought that such a mother was not worthy of his father. Until a few months ago. When his mother was tidying up the house, he saw a picture of his mother and father getting married at that time. The mother in the photo is so young, so beautiful, with a small melon seed face, with a pair of talking and smiling eyes, no matter how you look at it, she is a dazzling beauty, and her current mother is almost like two people. It was only at that time that he learned that his mother was also beautiful, and she also stood at the forefront of the times of their time, wearing a red dress and high heels, enjoying life carefree, until she met the man who wanted her to rely on her for life, so she was willing to wash her hands and make soup with her face to the sky, and gave birth to a crystallization of love at the cost of her beauty and figure. It's not that she doesn't love beauty, it's just that she doesn't have time or energy after being entangled in housework.

It is because of her that the house is clean inside and out, and it is also because of her that he eats and dresses properly every day, and she is busy like a bee, which gives his father and him the most comfortable and high-quality life. But he turned a blind eye to all this, and as a matter of course, not only did he not appreciate his mother's selfless dedication, but found her very annoying. The young woman he saw today may be his former mother, and she was once so glamorous and attractive to his father.

O man! Originally, it was the most flowery animal in the world, and they would unconsciously look forward to a better woman in their lives, so when his mother's face was no longer good, and because he was out of touch with this society because he was circling around the pot all day long, he felt that he had no common language, he naturally threw himself into the arms of other women, and called it true love, and who could stop him from finding true love?

I'm afraid this family is going to break up. Sang Sirui lay on the bed in some despair, quietly waiting for the war that broke out between his parents, he had no way to sleep peacefully, and his heart was full of fear and helplessness. He wanted the matter between his parents to settle quickly, but he also hoped that this day would never come.

Finally, there was silence in the living room, and the parents went back to the room, nothing happened, contrary to the quarrel he imagined, the mother was coaxed by the father to laugh all the time, and the happiness in the smile made Sang Sirui feel cold.

He couldn't help but think of the little boy with an arrogant face this afternoon. What kind of favor did his father give him that kind of character? Thinking of his father's pretending to call him Tian Xin over and over again, Sang Sirui bit the pillow and cried loudly.

Tian Xin, together is a word, and it used to be his nickname for many years. When he was a child, his father also called him so affectionately, but then it was his father himself who disliked this name, saying that he was a boy, why should he take a nickname as naïve as a girl, and then he was no longer Tian Xin, and became Sirui.

At that time, he thought that this was a way for his father to love him and care about him and encourage him, hoping that he would grow up to be a man who stood up to the sky, so Sang Sirui himself began to instinctively resist the title of Tian Xin, even if sometimes his mother would be used to calling him wrong, he would blame mercilessly, so his mother, who missed it a few times, never called him that way again.

But now his father, who was caught at a loss, suddenly opened his mouth to call him by this name. It could not have been a slip of the tongue, as his father hadn't called him that for about six or seven years.

Then the only possibility is that he didn't call himself that at that time, not because his nickname was girly, and he couldn't get used to it, but at that time, he had already empathized with other women, fell in love with other women, and had a new son, and his son, together with his mother with a son, became dispensable, redundant, and impatient, and he had no time or mood to deal with them. The heart has already been flattened, and it can be more or less manifested in action.

In the dead of night, the ghost of Sang Sirui, who had been staring at him with wide eyes and unable to sleep, entered his parents' bedroom lightly, and the two who were sleeping soundly on the bed knew nothing about it. Sang Sirui walked to his father's side step by step, lowered his head and tried to see even the slightest remorse, unbearable, or guilt on his face through the moonlight. However, what he saw was his father's satisfied sleeping face, and he slept so soundly that he couldn't even wake up when Sang Sirui reached out to touch his face.

He saw the gun that his father had placed at the end of the bed, it was another of his father's love, and his father's colleagues said that he would even hold it when he slept, and Sang Sirui could tell these curious people with certainty that his father would indeed hold the gun when he slept.

He was not only jealous of the unknown little boy, but also of the gun, because his father had never slept with him in his arms, and his hand involuntarily reached over, picked up the gun, and quietly exited the room as if he had never come.

For the past 16 years, Sansirui has been thinking about the question of why his father left the house in a hurry without looking for this gun. In his father's eyes, the gun was a part of his life, inseparable, and he would carry it with him wherever he went. But that morning, when he got up from bed sleepy-eyed, with big dark circles under his eyes, worried about being scolded and even beaten by his father, he learned from his mother, who looked shy, that his father had left early.

Did you go to see another wife and another son? Insirian was so jealous that he withdrew all the bullets from the gun one by one, then put them all in his school bag and took them to the school to hide.

His unintentional move finally made the public security bureau search for a gun for 16 years without being able to find it, and who would have thought that when Sang Siyuan was just killed, the gun that the public security bureau rummaged through in their home was actually lying obediently in the desk of Sang Sirui's school.

It was something left behind by his father, who was no longer there, and he didn't want to hand over the gun, just as his mother firmly believed that his father was wronged, and he also believed that his father was innocent at that time, and keeping the gun seemed to him at a young age to be like saving his father's reputation.

Now that I think about it, he was too stupid and naïve at that time, and he took things for granted, so how was it really and how was it fake? (To be continued.) )