Ma Fei really wanted his father to witness his efforts, but his father just refused to come to see him.

"Dad said that everyone has their own life. When the son grows up, the father should go about his own business. He had long lost his qualification to design bridges, and he designed many bridges in the name of Uncle Lu. Uncle Lu's official position rose again and again, and no one knew his merits. ”

Ma Haowen's life is very regular. I got up at six o'clock in the morning every day, ate the breakfast prepared by Mr. Xiao Gao, and began to design drawings until two o'clock in the afternoon. If he needed to hand over the drawings to Lu Fatzi, he would set off at half past two, ride his dilapidated bicycle, find a restaurant to eat a bowl of noodles, and then meet him in the high-end residential area of Lu Fatzi's house.

On the way to Lu Fatzi's house, you will pass by several bridges designed by him over the years, standing tall on the Dongpei River, and the bridge is full of traffic. Sometimes, when he was happy, he would stop and smile at the vehicles and pedestrians passing on the bridge.

On the way, he will also pass by the ruins, and Ma Haowen will also stop and quietly look into the distance for a while before leaving.

Whether it is Ma Fei or Teacher Xiao Gao, everyone knows what the biggest regret in his heart is, but no one dares to mention it to him.

But the secrets of life are so interesting. It's often like a bunch of keys that you lose at home, looking for it, looking for it, but you can't find it, and one day when you give up completely, the keys are suddenly placed in front of you......

That day, Ma Haowen was eating noodles in a familiar restaurant, when he suddenly heard a quarrel in the private room behind him. An unfamiliar voice drifted into the ear first: "...... If it weren't for the collapse of the cement factory and the desperation, how could I open this mouth with you? Turn your face and don't recognize people, right? I'm in a hurry to tell you about the Dongpei Bridge! I'll tell you all the good things you did behind Ma Haowen's back that summer......"

"Be quiet!" A familiar voice stopped.

Ma Haowen put down his chopsticks instantly. The key words of "Dongpei Bridge" and "Unjust Ghost" aroused his curiosity and poked at his sore spot. He had a hunch that his heart, which had been depressed for more than ten years, was about to face a major end.

The door to the private room closed softly.

Ma Haowen stood up casually, walked over gently, and looked in through the crack in the door - Lu Fatzi's wide back was facing the door, and a middle-aged man with an excited expression sat opposite.

The middle-aged man's red face, unkempt hair, and deep wrinkles on his face were none other than the factory elder He of the Donglingshan Cement Factory. Back then, he begged for his door to let Dongpei Bridge use the cement of their factory, but their cement did not meet the standards at all, and Ma Haowen refused him...... At this moment, Lao He was grabbing Lu Fatzi's hand, his eyes were wide with anger, his face was full of sweat, and he tried to lower his voice and say something.

Everything is understood.

Ma Haowen's body suddenly softened, he leaned against the wall and tried to adjust his breathing, not knowing how to move his legs and walk back to his seat. He took out a towel from his bag in a trance and unconsciously wiped his sweat, but the sweat seemed to never finish.

In the private room, Fat Lu took out a wad of cash, dipped his fingers in saliva, and handed it to Lao He with a disgusted face.

"Take the money and get out. From now on, none of us know anyone. ”

He saw that Lao He didn't stretch out his hand, but just opened his mouth wide, looking behind him blankly, and couldn't help but be a little impatient.

"What, are you stupid?"

Behind Lu Fatzi, the door of the private room was wide open, and Ma Haowen stood at the door.

Lao He looked at Ma Haowen dumbfounded, and mechanically stretched out his hand to point at him.

Fat Lu turned his head and was stupid. With tears in his eyes, Ma Haowen smashed his fist in the face.

One punch, another punch.

The waiter at the restaurant rushed in to stop him, but he couldn't hold it at all. The money was flying, and the fat man Lu fell......

The next day, Ma Haowen was on the social news for the second time in his life. However, unlike last time, this time he was only criminally detained for fifteen days.

It's snowing.

Ma Fei finished the training and reported to the commander-in-chief office of the training base despite the wind and snow.

"Commander-in-chief, are you looking for me?"

When Pan Wanli saw Ma Fei enter the door, his eyes couldn't help but show appreciation. He smiled and patted Ma Fei on the shoulder: "The final three-person shortlist." The organization decides, there is one for you. ”

Ma Fei's eyes lit up, and he slapped excitedly: "Really? Old Pan, you are too powerful...... "Turn around and go to the phone to report the good news."

Pan Wanli grabbed him: "Wait! You take a look at this first. ”

A copy of "Dongpei Times" was placed in front of Ma Fei, and the headline on the front page was very eye-catching: "From the heroic torchbearer to the prisoner, the Dongpei Bridge collapse accident broke out again, and the original designer Ma Haowen reported the dean of the design institute Lu Xiao for bribery and bribery in his real name......"

Pan Wanli's voice suddenly became very serious: "Do you know what it means after going to heaven? The focus of the world. Any bit of your past and that of your family will be infinitely magnified. And for their good - can there be no more news like this? ”

Ma Fei was stunned.

How he walked back to the dormitory from the commander-in-chief's office, Ma Fei didn't remember anymore, he just felt like he was in turmoil.

As soon as I arrived at the door of the dormitory, I suddenly had a slam blow to my vest.

"Dad?" Ma Fei was pleasantly surprised to find that the person standing in front of him was his long-missed father.

After a warm hug, Ma Fei affectionately took Ma Haowen's hand and entered the house.

"How did you attack suddenly? If you come, stay a few more days, and I'll take you around our base. Ma Fei was pouring water and making tea while chatting with his father, and when he looked up, he found that his father was looking at him and smiling.

"Why?"

"Didn't grow taller at all." Ma Haowen quipped.

Ma Fei dropped the kettle, as if he had returned to his teenage age, ran to his father, shook his hand and shouted coquettishly: "Dad, me! Enter! Choose! Finish! ”

Ma Haowen stood up excitedly: "Really? Look! Look! I'll just say my son is the best. That's great. He was so happy that he only smacked his lips, and couldn't help but shake his head in admiration: "Our family is a happy couple, do you know that the court has accepted my request for a review......

Ma Fei, who was still full of joy just now, suddenly stopped laughing, he straightened up, and his tone became cold: "Dad......"

Ma Haowen was still immersed in his emotions, and happily continued to chatter: "There is another favorable condition, a deputy factory director who participated in the bribery back then has already been sentenced, and the person is inside." As long as he is willing to cooperate, Dad's case will have a chance to be turned over......"

"Dad! Can you give up your little thing? Ma Fei suddenly scolded loudly.

Ma Haowen was stunned.

Ma Fei looked at his father—he was already an old man, with a slightly hunched back and gray temples. Under his arm was a tattered briefcase, twenty years old. The down jacket on the body is still eliminated by himself...... He doesn't understand this new era, and he doesn't understand what he's doing. Ma Fei is a little sad, but Dad, he is indeed outdated!

Ma Fei said bitterly: "The bridge has collapsed, and even if the case is overturned, there will be no substantial compensation, at most it will restore its reputation." Who cares about what happened so many years ago but you? ”

There was a long silence.

Ma Haowen took a breath and muttered, "Understood, I understand everything." Thank you, my son, for thinking so much of me. ”

Ma Fei smiled with relief: "It's pretty much the same. Dad, you're for me. I am cultivated by you, I have succeeded in heaven, and all the honors are yours. You're really going to have to get down to business. Teacher Xiao Gao should have a result, right? Don't be ignorant, keep asking me to urge you......"

Ma Haowen suddenly said softly: "I am a very proud person. ”

"Huh?" Ma Fei didn't expect such a sentence, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"I'm a very proud person." Ma Haowen repeated it again, looking straight at Ma Fei, "Since the bridge collapsed, I have nothing to be proud of in my life. Only you, my son. I think my education is pretty good. How ridiculous? Now I know that my education was a failure. A complete failure. A little more than the most unsuccessful. ”

Ma Fei opened his mouth and was speechless.

"Ma Fei, everyone has their own bridge. Fixing my own bridge is, in my opinion, the biggest thing in the world. Ma Haowen solemnly patted his son's shoulder, picked up the worn-out briefcase, got up and opened the door, and walked away without looking back.

Ma Fei hurriedly chased out: "Dad? Father? ”

Ma Haowen didn't stop, didn't look back, just waved his hand: "Don't worry, it won't affect your great future." If someone asks, you can say that you guys have been okay since the day that old guy was put in jail. ”

The wind swept the snowflakes, and Ma Haowen's figure quickly disappeared into the vast white snow mist.

Ma Fei opened his mouth, didn't speak, and finally didn't chase out.