After Fang Yueyuan finished speaking, he took out another cigarette, lit it at the unburned cigarette butt, and looked at Cheng Zhichao with a playful expression. Looking at his expression, it seems that he has already made a decision, and it is he who takes the initiative in the whole matter, not Cheng Zhichao in front of him. Although this kid is a college student, his education is higher than his own, but the fetal hair has not faded, even if he picks out two catties of IQ, it is more than enough to fight with him.

Cheng Zhichao's heart was like electricity, intending to judge what kind of medicine his future old Taishan gourd was selling in the shortest possible time. Listening to his tone, it seemed that because it was an established fact between himself and Fang Xiaochen, this old man seemed to admit it. The two paths he said were nothing more than to find a place for himself.

But is that really the case?

The two of them had their own scheming, neither of them spoke first, and there was a deathly silence in the air, except for the "click" of the clock on the wall. The sound was not loud, but it was like a heavy hammer, and every sound hit Cheng Zhichao's heart heavily.

After a long time, Cheng Zhichao's Adam's apple moved, and this qiē fell into the eyes of Fang Yueyuan, who was staring at him intently. A meaningful smile appeared on the face of this big man in Coastal City—the kid finally couldn't help it.

Cheng Zhichao didn't hold back anymore, but felt that it was time to solve it: "Uncle Fang, I still don't know which two paths you gave me. ”

Fang Yueyuan pressed the cigarette butt in his hand in the ashtray, there was no expression on his face, and even his tone was as plain as water: "Frankly speaking, by you tell the reason why you don't smoke, you can see that you are a young man who is very honest, at least in front of me, I like young people to be honest." But, anyway, with your current conditions, you don't match Xiaochen at all, do you understand what I mean? ”

Of course Cheng Zhichao understands. The main reason why Fang Yueyuan disagrees with getting along with Fang Xiaochen is that he is an ordinary college student who wants money but no money, and no power, compared with Fang Xiaochen, he is too far behind, and he is simply a person from two worlds.

Cheng Zhichao also understands this. Since ancient times, China has been a country that pays attention to the right family, if couples of different classes want to come together, there will be many obstacles, grassroots marrying daughters, or elites marrying people's daughters, there are very few successful examples, showing in front of the world, more is the tragedy of the two sides. Because of the different classes, the concepts are naturally different, and even if they end up together, there will be problems of one kind or another. Fang Yueyuan did not agree with his relationship with Fang Xiaochen, more out of a kind of protection for his daughter.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Fang Yueyuan didn't force him, and slowly continued: "Xiaochen's mother is busy with work, this child has not been cared for since he was a child, he is pampered, and he has not suffered much, being with you may just be a momentary impulse, I don't want to see my daughter regret it in the future." Therefore, this path is that no matter what conditions you offer, I will promise you. All you have to do is promise me one thing, that is, from now on, you will never meet Xiaochen again. ”

This condition was expected by Cheng Zhichao, and he asked without thinking about it: "What is the second way?" ”

Fang Yueyuan laughed: "I knew that after you heard me say the first way, you would immediately ask me about the second way." After a pause, he said, "The second way, in fact, is also very simple. ”

Fang Yueyuan stood up as he spoke, paced back and forth in the room, and finally came to the balcony, pushed open the window and looked outside, and asked Cheng Zhichao without looking back: "What do you think of the night view of Binhai City?" ”

Cheng Zhichao was stunned for a moment, this old man's thinking jumped Cheng Dù was really big, he was talking about what the second road was, and suddenly asked himself about the night view of Binhai City, and he couldn't understand what the second road Fang Yueyuan was referring to had to do with the night view of Binhai City.

Fang Yueyuan in the night, unspeakably lonely, said to himself: "This city is generally similar to other cities, although there are many dark corners, but in general, the lights are still bright, singing and dancing. But this qiē was all exchanged for blood and life by others. More than 20 years ago, like your father, I was also a soldier, and I had been to Yunnan and fought in war. You should know about that battle, right? ”

Cheng Zhichao nodded: "Clear." ”

Many young people have forgotten the battle fought on the Yunnan border more than 20 years ago, but for children like Cheng Zhichao who grew up in the army courtyard, they are extremely impressed, just because many of their parents were withdrawn from the battlefield in that era. The Sino-Vietnamese War, which began in '79, didn't really end until the late '80s, which is not too long.

Fang Yueyuan's voice sounded more and more hollow: "You may not feel it in normal times, but on the battlefield, the su zhì that you have trained in ordinary times is reflected." In the midst of the rain of bullets, I even came up with an idea that if all of us were heroes in martial arts novels, I am afraid that the effect of fighting would be much better. It's a pity that we're all just ordinary people who have only received basic physical training and tactical training, and we can't even compare to a toe of a hero. ”

Cheng Zhichao's heart moved again, and he had vaguely guessed what Fang Yueyuan was going to say, but he couldn't grasp the substantive things, so he had to stand behind Fang Yueyuan and keep silent.

"At that time, I was young, and after I withdrew from the battlefield, I wanted to find a place to learn kung fu." Fang Yueyuan said twice, "In the end, I realized that if you want to reach the hero's Cheng dù, you have to grit your teeth and practice hard for more than ten or twenty years before you can be considered a small success, and you have to practice since childhood." I thought to myself, apart from being over the age of kung fu practice, I didn't have that kind of patience. ”

Cheng Zhichao finally figured out what Fang Yueyuan was going to say, and couldn't help but admire his old man's ability to beat around the bush - it was quite a simple thing, but it actually made him say it so troublesomely. Without waiting for him to finish, he said: "I learned kung fu from an elder in our courtyard, and he was transferred to our courtyard from another place to preside over the training mission of the guard company. There is no real power, but the rank is not low. The leg is a little inconvenient, but I really have kung fu under my hands, and I have a good relationship with my father, he said that I was born to learn martial arts, and I want to pass on the martial arts passed down to me. My dad turned a blind eye and let me learn kung fu from him. ”,

Fang Yueyuan was very satisfied with his reaction: "Looking at your appearance, you have practiced for at least ten years. ”

Cheng Zhichao nodded, not denying it, in fact, in the past ten years, he has lived more tired than the soldiers of the guard company. He went to school during the day, and after dinner at night, he received special training from a guy who even he didn't know if he was his master or not, and he couldn't sleep until eleven o'clock. It wasn't until I went to college that I got rid of this inhuman life.

Fang Yueyuan turned around and patted him on the shoulder affectionately-this action made Cheng Zhichao a little flattered, and listened to Fang Yueyuan's words more carefully: "I said, there are few young people like you who are willing to work hard for more than ten years to practice this useless thing. You can persist for more than ten years, and it seems that you have a small success, and this alone is enough to be my son-in-law. ”

Cheng Zhichao opened his mouth wide and said such words from Fang Yueyuan's mouth, the weight was enough to press him to the ground and not get up for three days. Under the surprise intersection, he stammered a little when he spoke: "Uncle Fang...... You...... What do you mean......"

Fang Yueyuan sneered: "Don't be too happy too early, I have conditions." ”

The excitement in Cheng Zhichao's heart suddenly cooled down again, he was excited just now, and he forgot that this is probably the second way. The first way is to let yourself leave Fang Xiaochen, with Fang Yueyuan's mind, how can the second path be so simple?

Thinking about it, I still couldn't hold back the excitement in my heart, and hurriedly asked, "What conditions?" ”

Fang Yueyuan smiled slyly: "Young man, you have to learn to calm down." Do Mount Tai collapse at the top and the color remains unchanged. If you don't have a city government like you, you will definitely suffer a big loss in society in the future. ”

In front of him is his own Mount Tai, just now it was indeed about to collapse, but now no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it's about to collapse at the top. There was hope for the matter between himself and Fang Xiaochen, Cheng Zhichao was much bolder in the face of his father-in-law, not as panicked as when he was first blocked, lowered his head, and humbly accepted Fang Yueyuan's lesson with a smile on his face. The change was so fast, even Fang Yueyuan felt incredible.

There are thousands of people on the Binhai City Road, and none of them have expressed their mentality to the fullest like this young man in front of him, which made him feel a little better in Cheng Zhichao's heart, and he spoke a lot kinder: "You know, I only have such a daughter, and my son-in-law will be my son in the future." ”

The smile on Cheng Zhichao's face disappeared.

No matter how much social experience he had, he could hear the meaning of Fang Yueyuan's words - I don't have a son, if you want to marry my daughter, you must be my son.

This is a very strict question, if it is postponed according to Fang Yueyuan's meaning, it will lead to an embarrassing topic, Cheng Zhichao only felt that his mouth was dry, and after swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he asked dryly: "Uncle Fang means that he wants me to ...... Inverted doors? ”

He tried his best to say the three words "upside down the door", looked at Fang Yueyuan with blank eyes, and was thinking about how his father, who had not given himself a good face since he was a child, would react if he agreed to this request. He doesn't care about himself, as long as he can be with Fang Xiaochen, it doesn't matter if he inserts the door upside down or upside down, but doesn't he consider his parents' feelings at all?

Fang Yueyuan didn't answer, just patted him on the shoulder again, and the expression on his face became more and more like a fox. Looking at his expression, Cheng Zhichao suddenly remembered another question, a very fatal question.