Li Xin thought that Wei condescended to find such a gangster as Sang Sirui, and he was already aggrieved enough, but he didn't expect him to say a word, and was almost slammed in the face of someone, and then he looked disgusted in the words, since a few days ago, he found out that He Qi, Wei Jian and Lian Yucheng had an unusual relationship with a burst of anger, and now it has finally completely erupted, he looked at this dilapidated rental house with a little disgust, and pouted with disdain: "You think we are willing to come to your kennel, Sang Sirui, What kind of thing are you? ”

"Oops~~ I really let your old gentleman say, I never thought I was a good thing, could it be that you are a thing?" It was neither soft nor hard to stab Li Xin, and Sang Sirui wanted to say something more ugly, but he heard his mother's voice in the house, "Rui'er, who is here?" The mother staggered open the door and walked out step by step, before Sang Sirui could react, the mother had already seen the three extra policemen in the living room, only to hear the mother howl, with the flexibility that she should never have at that age, she rushed over and hugged Li Xin and cried so much that her liver and intestines were broken, and while crying, she beat the person in her arms: "You dead ghost!" You are so ruthless, you haven't come back to see our mother for so many years, you don't want your family, you don't want your son, do you plan to work with you in the future? Ah Yuan, I miss you! But he regarded Li Xin as his husband.

Li Xin, who was hugged by her, was embarrassed, even if it was his own wife, he had never cried with a handful of snot and tears on his clothes in such a disregard for his image, and then combined with a shrill voice like a magic sound piercing his brain. Such a close distance simply made him miserable. Sang Sirui is even more full of black lines, why did he forget about his mother's problem? As long as she sees someone in a police uniform, she will immediately be delirious and recognize someone as her husband, and she will pounce on her to tell her regardless of it, and she will never let go until she is tired of crying and falling asleep.

But it's okay to be disgusting and disgusting, Sang Sirui thought so, and didn't mean to step forward and pull his mother away. Li Xin felt that he was really a show now that he met Bing, and he couldn't explain it clearly, he didn't dare to pull this crazy woman away, for fear that if he hurt her for a while, Sang Sirui would be even more embarrassed and angry, and he would not be able to see them. But don't drag this crazy woman away. I'm so embarrassed. Let all his subordinates watch the jokes, and an old face is lost.

Fortunately, Sang's mother didn't eat for a day, her body was relatively weak, and she cried for less than ten minutes. It's physically exhausted. Fall asleep. Sang Sirui hurriedly stepped forward to pick up his mother. Sent back to the bedroom to settle down, brushed the white hair on her head, and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. I feel more pity for my mother's suffering for so many years, and I hate the few people who are dead and stupid outside.

Why do they disturb their peaceful life again and again, even if they have been going around and around for more than ten years, trying to escape these disputes and live a peaceful life. No matter what big mistakes his father made back then, isn't it enough to have one life with him? There is nothing left in their family, so how far do they have to kill them all?

"What the hell are you trying to do?" Sang Sirui came out of the bedroom and asked the three policemen standing in his living room with a blank face.

Li Xin's police uniform left several suspicious white marks, he was feeling nauseous, and wanted to hurry home to change his clothes, he was worried that Sang Sirui's mouth was not easy to pry open, and wanted to take some roundabout and gentle ways, but at this time, how could he be in the mood to go around in circles, seeing that he took the initiative to mention it, he was not ambiguous at the moment, and explained their intentions clearly.

Sang Sirui felt his heart skip a beat. Sixteen years! For a long time, he thought that everything that happened in the past was just an absurd dream, maybe when he woke up, he would find that he was still a teenager, living a life of food, clothing and abundance, and his mother was still gentle, would prepare three meals a day for him, would care about his food, clothing, housing and transportation, and his father was still the hero that everyone admired and praised.

He has almost forgotten what his father looks like, why this group of people still can't forget it, and refuses to let go of their mother and son, after so many years, he is getting worse and worse day by day, and his mother's body is getting worse day by day. He ran back and forth, but after all, he still couldn't escape the nightmare in the depths of his memory?

That gun, if it wasn't for his willfulness at the beginning, how could his father have died in vain, this is a secret that he can never declare in his heart. Although he didn't think that if his father had been surrounded by so many people with a gun, the outcome would have been different, but in his opinion, it would never have felt different. If his father's skills are not as good as others, he will lose if he loses, and he can't complain about others, but he is facing other people's spears and cannons with his bare hands, and what better solution is there than death.

Is it because of his willfulness back then that he was punished like this today, and he can only live in a mess, he doesn't know, let alone want to know.

In just a few tens of seconds, Sang Sirui thought a lot, he said the lie he didn't know how many times he had said before, maybe it was too many times, or the uneasiness in his heart made him desperately want to believe that these things were real: "Of course, my father's gun never leaves his body, you come to ask me what I am looking for his gun for?" You should ask the people who poisoned him back then, and don't tell me. My mother is not in a good state of mind, you can just let our orphans and widows live, please. Sang Sirui didn't want to talk nonsense with these policemen anymore, opened the door, and made a gesture to see off the guests.

Of course, Li Xin was unwilling to leave without finding anything, he didn't live in the living room and looked around, hoping to find some new clues, but he didn't want to think about it, they turned the Sang family upside down back then, and they didn't find the money like guns, how could they find it now? Seeing Li Xin standing still, Sang Si said pointedly: "My mother hasn't eaten dinner yet, I'm going to wake her up and go out now, if she sees you again, I don't guarantee what else she will do with her mental state." ”

Li Xin glanced at the mixture of slightly dry snot and tears on his neckline, indescribably disgusting. Turn around and go. The house was finally quiet, and Sang Sirui closed the door closely, put his ear to the door, listened carefully to their footsteps in the distance, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Father's gun! He leaned against the door and closed his eyes in agony.

16 years ago, the day before Sang Nianyuan's death.

On that day, an essay written by Sang Sirui was preached in the class as a model essay by the teacher. A 13-year-old child is a further stereotyped personality and desperately wants to grow up and seek the approval of his peers. The age of rebellion against parents. He's still a kid after all. I was praised by the teacher a few more words, and I was a little fluttering in the envious and admiring eyes of my classmates, and I couldn't wait to go home to share his excellence with my mother, thinking that it would be the teacher's birthday in a few days. He resisted the urge to go home. Take a detour first. I went to a small shopping mall not far from the school, hoping to buy a satisfactory birthday gift for the teacher, which does not need to be expensive. Do your part.

He was enthusiastically picking up a dazzling array of goods in the mall, thinking about what to give to the teacher, when he heard the voice of a child coquettish with his father not far away, he didn't pay attention to this strange child at first, but he felt that the child could talk to his father in a coquettish tone, which made him very envious, God knows that he hadn't seen his father for two days.

In the past few days, my father has been very busy with work, every day until late at night, he can only go home when he sleeps very soundly, and he has left before dawn when he has not gotten up, he is still very distressed about this, and I hope that my father will pay attention to his body when he is working hard.

He looked up at the little boy with a little envy, but unexpectedly saw his father, who he had been thinking about for a long time, compared to the impatience and exhaustion that he had been treating, his father at this time was full of doting and gentleness, and was holding an ice cream in one hand to feed the little boy who looked like he was only six or seven years old, and the other hand was holding a tissue to wipe his sweat constantly, and the little boy pouted and tilted his head to bargain with his father to buy a new toy, and next to them stood a young woman with elegant manners.

Sang Sirui is 13 years old, and in ancient times, he could become his own son in two years, he is not a fool, he understands everything he should know, and naturally understands what is going on with his father. This is disgusted that the mother is a yellow-faced woman, and she found a small one outside and gave birth to a son. That's why my father is so busy every day, and he doesn't return home all day and all night, so his father is so impatient with him, and he hasn't even attended his parent-teacher meeting once.

A sense of resentment arose, and Sang Sirui stared at the little boy deadly, if his eyes could kill, the boy was afraid that he would be executed by Ling Chi.

Maybe the resentment in Sang Sirui's eyes was too strong, the little boy seemed to feel something, raised his eyes and looked straight at him, and when he met such a pair of eyes, the little boy was immediately frightened and cried: "Wow! That brother is so scary! His eyes were so scary, I was scared, 555555555555" the little boy cried as he grabbed the woman by the arm and hid behind his father.

Sang Nianyuan looked over a little unhappily, and saw Sang Sirui with a pale face and anger. When his son saw the scene of his betrayal of the family, Sang Nianyuan was a little embarrassed, and his old face was red. However, he quickly realized that now is not the time to be embarrassed, and he has to find a way to stabilize his son first and not poke him out.

Although he and his wife met on a blind date, they have not had any particularly deep feelings for so many years, but they have also been husband and wife for more than ten years, and there is still family affection, and he has never thought of hurting his wife. And Xiaoya is also an empathetic woman, following him without seeking fame or profit, and gave birth to such a lovely son, he is destined to be sorry for her in his life, because there is no way to give him the title of his wife, so he tries to compensate her more materially, but Xiaoya has never asked him for anything, which makes him feel even more guilty. In the past few years, he has been oscillating and wandering between his wife and lover. He always thinks about finding a way to get the best of both worlds, then let them coexist peacefully, at least so that the well water does not interfere with the river water, on the one hand, the wife who works hard to keep the family and raise children, and supports the wife of her in-laws, on the other hand, she is a confidante and a woman who really loves her, he thinks that as long as he is careful, hugs left and right, and let these two people never meet, he can always think about this blessing of Qi people. But I didn't expect to be hit by my son today.

The misunderstanding has been cast, the mistake has been made, it is impossible for him to deny his youngest son, and he does not want to divorce, thus hurting his wife's feelings, so the only thing he has to do is to stabilize his son as much as possible and let him go back and not talk nonsense. He let go of his youngest son's hand, strode up to Sang Sirui, and squeezed out a rare gentle smile: "Tian Xin, why are you here, what did your father buy for you." Hearing this long-lost nickname, Sang Sirui only felt bored, he was hit by the ugly thing in front of him, and his father was able to come to him as if nothing happened.

If his father could talk to him so gently and patiently accompany him to buy things before, he would definitely be so happy that he couldn't find it, but now, from the corner of his eye, he could still see the beautiful young woman standing behind his father, and the little boy with a white and chubby face. Comparing his admiration for his father and his mother's love for his father, everything feels so ironic.

He quietly took a step back, picked up a small bonsai he had just seen with one hand, and smashed it at his father, but he didn't see it hit and turned around and ran. He held his breath and went home as fast as he could, wanting to explain to his mother that his father was having an affair.

When he pushed the door and entered the house, he saw his mother sweating profusely, huddled in the small kitchen, cooking a sumptuous dinner, and when he heard the door open, he cordially beckoned him to come and wash his hands and eat some fruit first, and then his father would come back and start the meal. She said that her father had just called and told her that he would finally be back early today.

Such a woman who is simply looking forward to her husband makes the young Sang Sirui feel distressed for a while, she doesn't know that when she is full of joy, her eyes are green, waiting for her husband to return home, the man is lying in the arms of other women, sharing the joy of family with the children born by others. All the forbearance and giving, anticipation and laughter of the past have turned into a huge joke.

But if her husband has love for her, how could he cause such a romantic debt outside behind her back, no matter how generous a woman is, it is impossible to be indifferent after learning that her husband raised a mistress outside and gave birth to a child, how sad and sad will she be when she knows the truth? Have you ever thought about your father?

He's the one he's always looked up to! He had even hoped to inherit his father's mantle, and just as he was hesitating whether to tell his mother the truth, his father returned, probably for the first time in a month, so early. Looking at his mother's beaming face, Sang Sirui's words had to be swallowed for the time being, he didn't want to ruin his mother's rare happy time, even if after knowing the truth, this happiness had become so ironic. (To be continued.) )