Bian Hao, who was standing at the door of his house, was talking to himself.

It was a bit incomprehensible that he didn't have the courage to knock on the door and enter, after all, he had inherited all the memories of this child.

Of course, there are also emotions.

It's just that the thought of shouting those two words makes it a little difficult for him to feel a little hard for himself.

In his previous life, Bian Hao was able to grow up to 35 years old, which was actually a big luck.

He didn't know how a 10-year-old kid could run to his grandmother's house alone on that rainy and windy night, and then get under the covers and shiver......

So

Dad, Mom.

This title is so familiar, but Bian Hao can't open his mouth a little.

The parents in the previous life were too strange, and in order to chase the love in their mouths, they tore the still young Bian Hao's body incomplete.

Quarrels, name-calling, indifference, violence......

At the age of 10, the two adults suddenly came to a certain consensus:

Bian Hao handed it over to his grandmother to raise.

Why not grandma?

Because my grandmother has a retirement salary, my grandmother doesn't, and she is a farmer.

Grandpa died early, and grandpa followed.

In that world, the only person who loves Bian Hao the most can be the daughter-in-law of these two men, his grandmother and grandmother.

So, when Bian Hao was 10 years old, he followed his grandmother.

Soon he started playing soccer and needed nutrition.

The old lady went out early in the morning, strolling around in the name of beauty, in fact, Bian Hao saw that grandma went to rummage through the trash cans and picked up everything that could be picked up and sold for money.

I bought nutritional supplements, and lied to him with a smile that his father sent them to him.

To this day, he still remembers the strength of those dark, withered, dull-skinned hands that supported his dreams.

Grandma is gone, just when he was 18 years old and entered the professional team.

That year, he only signed a guaranteed contract, and he only had time to buy a padded jacket with flowers for the old lady.

Something interesting happened.

When he was 20 years old, the two middle-aged people seemed to discuss again.

coincidentally found the well-known Bian Hao.

Why do you ask him for money to support his younger brothers and sisters.

My father is a younger sister, and my mother is a younger brother.

Bian Hao is very generous, and most of the money he earns is given to them, and if they want it, Bian Hao will give it.

Think of it as raising her children for the old lady, just like the nutritional products that the old man took out at the beginning.

……

Afterward? Oh, don't mention it later.

It's nothing more than that if you earn less, you will give less!

You see, it's simple......

As for what they say, what they do will not make Bian Hao fluctuate in the slightest.

After all, all he cared about was the old man.

But now,

All of a sudden, there are more parents, how do you say not to make Bian Hao a little hesitant.

He raised his hand hesitantly, and put it down weakly.

This door is like a spell.

What about his cannibalism......

Bian Hao judged through memory and emotion.

This is for ordinary parents under ordinary families.

They are simple, kind, and strong......

Of course, my mother was occasionally a bit of a philistine, and my father was mostly serious.

However, they are real "fathers" and "mothers".

Longing and anticipation, but also hesitation and fear.

……

"Why hasn't this kid come back, I'll pick up ......"

The door opened.

Suddenly, a voice came from the gate, a middle-aged woman with a slight fat smile suddenly met 35-year-old Bian Hao.

"What are you doing at the door in the middle of the night, it's scary! Hurry into the house, this dead kid ......" Bian Ma rolled her eyes in disgust, and then put on her slippers again and entered the house.

The room was a little hot, a little damp.

In the middle of the living room was a small round table, on which was full of food.

Behind the table sat a middle-aged man, his bright eyes staring at Bian Hao, who had just entered the door, and a pair of strong and powerful hands were tearing mushrooms.

Seeing that Bian Hao's expression was a little strange, the man said in a deep voice: "Go wash your hands and eat hot pot today." ”

"After washing your hands, go to the kitchen and bring the noodles."

Bian Hao nodded, his nose was a little sour, he seemed to see his grandmother open her mouth when she entered the house, revealing her few remaining teeth, and muttered, Good grandson, the noodles are in the pot, go and serve them......

The family sat around in front of the hot pot, which was exceptionally warm and comfortable.

Bian Dad threw the prawns into it first and adjusted the bottom of the pot.

Then put a small handful of wolfberries, about seven or eight grains, people have to reach middle age...... Ahem, for nutrition.

Finally, when the pot is boiling, start to put the lamb slices.

Bian Mama looked at Bian Hao's taciturn appearance, and was a little worried: "Son, what's wrong?" It's ...... the game to lose."

"Hurry up and clip some meat for Haohao, the meat will be old in a while." Bian Dad's voice is very mellow, with the magnetism of a middle-aged announcer, which is very good.

He turned the cooker down and poured himself a small glass of wine.

"Drinking at home!" Bian Ma was not very happy.

"You can only drink the wine at home, you and I are happy to drink it outside." took a sip of wine, and Bian Dad's beautiful eyebrows seemed to be dancing.

Putting down the wine glass, the man looked at his son, who had been a little depressed since he entered the house, and frowned, "Hurry up and eat...... You're so big, what can you do if you lose! If you make people unhappy like this, I'll beat you! ”

"Yo?! If you dare to beat my son, you don't want to drink! Give you what you can do, see if you drink too much, who will serve you! ”

"I'll just talk about it, but I didn't really do it...... Look at your son, a manly man, this little thing looks like he's going to cry! Bian Dad dodged Bian Ma's hand to grab the wine glass, looking like he wanted to admit it but wanted to save face, and resolutely wanted to maintain the majesty of the head of the family.

Bian Hao looked at everything in front of him and smiled.

It may also be that he was amused by Bian Dad's slightly funny appearance and smiled brightly.

"Dad! Mother! Win today! We're in the quarterfinals! ”

The two of them paused, and Bian Ma slapped Bian Hao's back with one hand, which was quite loud, but it didn't hurt.

"This dead boy is a monster! Hurry up and eat more...... Tired of it, right? ”

This time I can drink with peace of mind......

Bian Dad leisurely took another sip of wine and snorted, "Yes, it has to be my son......"

Bian Ma teased Bian Dad while teasing: "Didn't you say that this was my son just now...... Don't just drink, don't have a stomach! ”

"Isn't that my son...... too?"

……

After dinner, Bian's mother went to clean up the mess, and Bian's father drank and his face was red.

He took out 500 yuan from the drawer, put it in Bian Hao's hand, and said magnificently: "Tomorrow Sunday, go buy a good pair of sneakers, and then walk around to buy a dress or something." ”

He wanted to drink tea, picked up the teapot, frowned, and supported Bian Hao: "Go, make a pot of tea for Dad." ”

Suddenly, the demeanor of the head of the family was fully revealed......

At night, Bian Hao lay on the small bed over and over, looking at the 500 yuan on the desk every once in a while.

He had never felt that Qian looked so good.

Before, he only thought that money was important!

He didn't fall asleep, but he tossed out a bubble of bedtime urine.

Bian Hao opened the door of the house, walked to the door of the bathroom, and heard the voice from his parents' house.

Bian's mother: "The money was given to my son?" ”

Bian Dad: "Hmm, I gave it." ”

Bian Ma: "How much?" ”

Bian Dad: "Don't you say it, I won 500 and lost 300." ”

After being silent for a while, Bian Ma's voice came faintly: "Don't let me know that you help with private money, or I'll give it away with wine." ”

"Oh, ask my son tomorrow! Let's go to sleep......"

Bian Hao gently closed the bathroom door, and secretly smiled like a weasel who had just caught a chick.

The ...... of the head of this house mien

Rushing to the face!