Chapter 327, the Fang family's internal war!

When Lu Wan put down the microphone, Fang Yixing came out of the study with a volume of "Wu Kaizi's Thirteen Masterpieces of Calligraphy and Painting", saw Lu Wan's expression, and asked, "Is that stinky boy calling?" ”

Lu Wan looked at Fang Yixing with an unkind face and said, "What stinky boy?" He is your son. ”

"Hmph, I don't have such a son. Escaping from the battle, avoiding without fighting, greedy for life and afraid of death, faceless and skinless, is this the boy of my Fang family? Not even a woman. We can't afford to lose this man. Fang Yixing shouted angrily. When he mentioned his unsuccessful son, his heart was on fire.

What a shame, what a shame!

How could he do such a thing? How could he run away on the day of the race?

If you can't beat others, let others beat them, it's not like you haven't been beaten before-what are you running? What do you say you run?

From the day Fang Yan escaped, Fang Yixing felt that he was disgraced, and he could no longer straighten his spine and look up at people.

"Fang Yixing, you really raised a good son-hahaha, he actually ran away-"

"Fang Yixing, didn't you say that your son went to bathe and change clothes? I'm afraid I won't be able to get out for a year and a half, right? Shall we wait? ”

"Old Fang, your son--clever--ordinary people can't do this--"

Thinking of the Fang family's ridiculous faces at that time and the maddening expressions and smiles of those close friends when they mentioned their son, Fang Yixing had the urge to catch Fang Yan and whip him alive.

Not only did he lose his own face, but he also lost all the faces of the ancestors of the Fang family.

The old man heard that Fang Yan had run away before the game, and the man who had been paralyzed for many years actually got up from his wheelchair - and then fell to the ground again.

And now he still has the face to come back? And the face to call back?

"Fang Yixing, are you finished?" Lu Wan scolded angrily. Lu Wan inherited her father's stubbornness and toughness and her mother's tolerance and kindness at the same time, coupled with her years of nurturing in a scholarly family, she is gentle and gentle, and rarely gets angry with others. It's like the word 'Wan' in her name.

However, when it comes to something she thinks she has to persevere, the burst of energy is also amazing. For example, all the things about his son Fang Yan.

Fang Yixing looked at his wife Lu Wan in surprise, frowned and asked, "What did that stinky boy say to you again?" Is it reasonable for him to skip class and run away? ”

"What did you say? He said he wouldn't go home for the New Year, and he said he was going to spend the Spring Festival with his grandmother in Huacheng - wasn't it because of you? He's afraid that you're still angry with him, and he's afraid that you'll be sad and disappointed in him. Look at you -- what have you done to oppress your children over the years? ”

"How did I oppress him? I'm doing this for his good—"

"Are you doing it for his good? For whose good is he? Who did he live for? Why did he suffer so much grievances? Why is there so much pressure? Lu Wan stared at Fang Yixing viciously, and said: "My son has not liked to practice martial arts since he was born, his favorite thing is to read poems and lyrics, flowers and plants, he has the blood of your Fang family in his bones, and half of it is the blood of our Lu family - what our Lu family hates the most is to fight and kill." ”

"But what did you do? You forced him to stand on a stake, for hours at a time. If you can't complete the task, you will be punished, and the punishment will be by standing on a pile for a longer time - let him learn boxing if he is a little older, and his little hands will be red and swollen and his skin will not let him rest for a day-"

Fang Yixing knew that his wife was really angry, and explained in a low voice: "I can't rest, once I rest, my efforts will be wasted, and I can only get through that hurdle in one go-"

"Yes, you are his father, you said you can't rest, so he can only continue to practice. After standing on the stump, he went to practice boxing, and after he practiced boxing, he practiced palms, practiced swords, practiced plum blossom steps, and learned all the things that you asked him to learn - did you ask him for his opinion? Do you know if he really likes it? ”

"You sue him and he says that someone wants to inherit the Taiji of the Fang family, you sue him that the lintel of the Fang family must be glorified, you sue him that you are the descendant of the Fang family, so you have to carry this weight - what are you doing? You are not a descendant of the Fang family? Why didn't you inherit the Fang family Taiji? Why didn't you go to the lintel of Guangdafang's house? You sit in the study all day reading and drawing, and you scold your child at the slightest mistake - why? You have escaped all your life, will you not allow my son to escape once? ”

"I-" Fang Yixing's mouth opened, but he found himself speechless.

What she said makes sense, she is a descendant of the Fang family, and she is Fang Yan's father, if you continue to do this kind of thing, shouldn't you be in front of yourself? Why should you put all the responsibilities and obligations on your own son? Just because Fang Yan is his own son?

Lu Wan also knew that what she said was too heavy, but for the sake of the child's happiness, she had to correct Fang Yixing's erroneous views and let him have a new understanding of her son.

"Fang Yan doesn't like to practice martial arts, but he goes to practice martial arts for your request. What Fang Yan longed for most was freedom, but he carried that responsibility on his back and walked forward step by step - he had the heart of Tai Chi at a young age, and everyone praised him as a young genius. It is in this swallow dock that how many children can compare to our family's Fang Yan? Did he bring shame on your Fang family? Has he ever let your Fang family fail in him? ”

"Who cares more about the face of the Fang family than him? Who cares more about the honor and disgrace of the Fang family? He was beaten like that by the girl of the Ye family, year after year-the most important thing for a half-grown boy like him is face, but has he ever backed down? Did he run away? ”

"The heart of Tai Chi suddenly disappeared, who was most alarmed? Who is the saddest? Can you understand the pressure he was under at that time? Have you thought about it from his standpoint? What did he stay for? For the sake of your Fang family's face, for the sake of showing the backbone of your Fang family's man - let everyone know that he is not a genius? Let everyone know that his Tai Chi heart is just a flash in the pan? Let him be beaten again in front of everyone's eyes? ”

"Fang Yixing, Fang Yan is your son, our son, not our enemy—why are you so cruel to him? He doesn't even dare to go home now—do you want me to lose this son? ”

Fang Yixing was silent for a long time, sighed and said, "Let him come back." ”

"What's the use of me letting him come back? He's afraid you'll be angry, and he's not afraid I'll be angry—"

"What do you want?"

"You call your son and ask him to come back—" Lu Wan said. "It only works if you call in person."

The muscles on Fang Yixing's face twitched. That bastard guy made himself lose face, and he had to call him to come back for the Spring Festival? Isn't that bullying?

"You don't fight? If you don't beat me, you won't fight, you're ready to lose this son-" Lu Wan said very stiffly.

"You're being unreasonable." Fang Yixing was extremely angry.

"It's you who is rude. Although the child was disgraceful when he left, haven't you heard? His Tai Chi heart has been resurrected again, even more powerful than before, and that Oriental sword god has been defeated in his hands, the old man received a congratulatory letter from his old friends a few days ago, congratulating him on having a good grandson - the old man is happy, and asked me when Fang Yan will come back-"

"I don't fight." Fang Yixing said. "I'm going to hit you."

After Fang Yixing finished speaking, he picked up the book in his hand and turned around and walked towards the study.

Bang!

After the door of the room was closed, Fang Yixing's expression immediately became gloomy.

He walked up and down in the study, from left to right, and from right to left.

He opened the cartridge to write a word, but he didn't have any interest in picking up the pen.

When he threw the brush into the inkstone, a splash of ink flew up and splashed on the back of his hand. When you wipe it with your hand, it becomes an irregular pool of black stains.

Fang Yi walked to the sofa and sat down, looking at the landline phones on several above for a long time without moving his gaze.

He stretched out his hand, grabbed the microphone and prepared to dial, only to dial two numbers and buckle the microphone irritably-

Restless!

Seeing her husband enter the study, Lu Wan was saddened.

The men in this family are too proud, and they don't even want their sons for the sake of their own face - they don't want to make a phone call to their son, is such a father too unqualified?

"Mom, I'm back—" A familiar voice suddenly sounded.

Lu Wan turned to look, and her son Fang Yan was standing at the door looking at her with a smile.

A delicate face, a shy smile, and a piece of snow on the flying eyebrows.

"Fang Yan?" Lu Wan couldn't believe her eyes. My son just called himself and said that he wouldn't be going home for the New Year, why did he stand in front of him in a blink of an eye?

"Mom, it's me. I am back. Fang Yan patted the snowflakes on his body and strode into the hall. Fang Yingying struggled to hold a big box, Fang Haohan was full of people, and the big man was holding a cloth bag and followed Fang Yan into the house. The two guys walked all the way with the suitcase, and they didn't walk from the yard to the door, and the few steps were hard.

Lu Wan grabbed her son's hand and asked in surprise, "Didn't you say that you are going to celebrate the New Year in Huacheng and won't come back for the Spring Festival?" ”

"yes. Originally, I thought so, but after calling you, I thought I should come back-"

"You think you'll think about it?"

"yes. I thought about it quickly. About -- two seconds. Fang Yan said embarrassedly.

"You said hello to me before you came back—" Lu Wan said. "I haven't had time to stew lamb scorpions for you—"

"I've said hello."

"When?"

Fang Yan pointed to the location of the threshold and said, "I just stood there and said-I said, Mom, I'm back--I was just greeting you-"

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