"Auntie, I've got a letter from home." Zhang Daxian looked like I knew this was the result, and threw the unopened letter directly on the table, and then continued to lie on the recliner in the yard leisurely sipping melon seeds and basking in the sun, humming a little song from time to time, just sit and wait for the meal to eat something delicious.

"Don't you look?" Ye Bing, who came on a small day, was uncomfortable, so he handed over Zhu Chongba to a few brothers to take care of, and lazily lay on the recliner in the yard and didn't want to move, and put a thick dress on his stomach, hoping to bask in the sun to get rid of some of the chills left by long-term cultivation in his body.

"You don't have to read it to know that 80% of the content is scolding me and preaching." Zhang Daxian, who knows his father's personality very well, is now very angry, he made things clear in the letter and said that he wanted someone to ask for silver, but the result was that the person didn't come in person, and the silver was not given, so he was not afraid of starving to death on the street when his son died, and he suspected that he was an abandoned baby sent to the gate by the water, otherwise the old thing saw that his eyes were not eyes and nose were not noses since he was a child.

"I'll see." Ye Bing, who was about to get angry, reached out and picked up the thick letter on the table, opened it and saw that the content of the letter was full of words, and the beginning was the word "rebel", which was written particularly hard to express the extremely angry mood of the parties, most of the content was trivial things, but it was naturally a little tasteful when expressed with anger.

"I'm not lying to you, this old thing never says a good word." Zhang Daxian sighed helplessly after seeing that his aunt had read the entire letter, knowing that his father was like a son.

After refolding the letter and putting it in the envelope, Ye Bing said his point of view pertinently, "Your father really cares about you. ”

"How is that possible!" Zhang Daxian didn't believe it and sat up directly and looked at her and retorted, "He has beaten and scolded me since he was a child, and even wants to beat me to death many times, which is less than a stranger." ”

Ye Bing put the letter in the palm of his hand, then closed his eyes and lay on the recliner again, and asked in a light tone without the slightest warmth, "Would you write a letter of tens of thousands of words to a stranger in the tone of a resentful woman?" ”

"No!" Zhang Daxian didn't think about it and directly said the answer, jokes, strangers are worth it for him to waste his good pen and ink on rice paper to write tens of thousands of words, it is simply a fool's dream.

"Your dad will." Outsiders always see it more clearly than insiders, for example, this alternative father's love is really indescribable, and the father and son can't express their love in another way, but they don't know why they want to be like enemies.

"Really?" Zhang Daxian didn't believe it and hurriedly opened the letter to check the content, he really didn't think it before, but now that the old thing has been crowned with the title of a resentful woman by the aunt, the content has a strong emotional color.

For example, an ordinary fever and vomiting, he himself doesn't remember it, but the old thing still remembers it clearly, and while scolding angrily, he also asked him, a rebel, not to catch a cold.

At this moment, he seriously realized that he had only noticed the old thing scolding angrily and losing his mind in anger, and he didn't listen carefully to the meaning of concern at all, and he really couldn't blame him for not being able to hear it, he could only say that this old thing was not good at talking.

Zhang Daxian, who discovered the New World, sharpened his knife to the pig and sheep, and he was going to give the old thing a stinky and long letter, which was best to move him to tears, and then deigned to pick him up, and sent silver to the life-saving benefactor.

But to write and send letters, you have to ask for silver, thinking of this, he flattered Ye Bing and said, "Auntie, let's discuss something." ”

"Except for money, everything is negotiable." Before he could open his mouth, Ye Bing ruthlessly rejected the idea of borrowing money.