Feng Nan's way of communicating with his family, Li Feng has always disliked and did not accept it. I didn't understand it before, because he was a rectum, there was one-one, two-two, and he never played riddles.

His parents, a pair of "deaf" and "dumb", have no culture, and they can't afford to teach and influence. Li Feng's growth is more like the crops planted by his parents in the backward period - everything depends on harvesting.

Feng Nan was dismissive of this, believing that Li Feng was just lucky, and it turned out that his parents were not successful, except for Li Feng, the fate of the other two sons completely followed their parents' and solidified the class.

But Li Feng felt that his childhood was happy, and the family configuration of the three brothers diluted the silence of his parents and gave him enough space to grow freely. Even, to some extent, he has some natural belief in "rule by inaction".

Father Feng's words embarrassed Feng Nan. She called Li Feng to complain, ostensibly to her father, but in fact she was also expressing her dissatisfaction with Li Feng - she blamed him for not being able to take one step and see three steps, moving slowly, and being slow to react.

Li Feng is not unaware, but if it is late, it will be late, and the process of catching up will inevitably be difficult. He is still self-aware, and being a strong-willed punching bag at this time is the best choice he can make.

"I'm sorry, it's me who is not good." Li Feng's sincerity on the other end of the phone, his standard Mandarin and slightly magnetic voice soothed Feng Nan's sensitive heart: "You have worked hard. If there's anything uncomfortable, just follow me, don't hold yourself back. Don't rush to the front alone, push on me, I'll talk to my dad when I get home this week. ”

Since the pressure valve in the body is loose, it is natural to cry.

Feng Nan cried very sadly, but he was determined to leave. It's just that the fierce battle in the second game is much longer than the first game, and Feng Nan regrets that he was a little earlier, and he can't help but be exhausted.

In the month-long tug-of-war, she was constantly tormented in denial and self-denial, depression and self-depression.

The fierce battle in the second game was divided into three stages: weekend scolding battle, WeChat debate and handwritten truth.

Feng Nan listened to Li Feng's suggestion, retreated to the second line, and handed over the confrontation situation to Li Feng. According to Feng Nan's tone, it is best for everyone to pretend to be confused and survive the New Year's Festival. But Li Feng is more willing to strike while the iron is hot and sit in the actual battle.

So, in the second week after Feng Nan's acting failure, he officially took over.

"Dad, there's a matter, I think it's better for me to be with you." Li Feng pushed his glasses, took a deep breath, and said, "In the coming year, we are going to take Li Junhao by ourselves." It's been all these years of hard work for you and your mother......"

Feng Zhaohua pushed his hand and replied, "Don't say nice things." If you want to take your son away, I can't stop you. But if you ask me for my opinion, I will definitely disagree, you have a whimsical idea, and you are not responsible for the child! ”

"Oh, okay, okay, I'll just tell you about it." Li Feng stood up.

Feng Zhaohua was stunned, the old man is now old and has high blood pressure, and his mood can easily collapse.

"What do you mean? Just let me know, right? ”

Li Feng wanted to explain, but felt that he actually meant that. He wouldn't lie, and he wouldn't turn around, so he was stuck in place.

"You two are going out, and I have no objection. I can understand your desire to take care of your children," Father Feng's voice raised, and he half-roared, "But how many practical things have you done?" Just be angry, just want to save face, no action, no? ”

Mother Feng also ran out at the right time, and took pity on the medicine, she: "Joke! The two of us will help you take care of the children and bring out the revenge! If you don't have a good word on weekdays, you know how to pick thorns! Li Feng, you have to touch your conscience, how many times have your parents been here since you were born?! Is...... Feng Nan! You've got a bad brain! I don't have a brain! Do whatever they want you to do. ”

Feng Nan couldn't stay out of it. She is controlled and suppressed, on the one hand, she is disgusted with the way she grew up, and longs to be able to stand out of the encirclement and live her true self; On the other hand, I feel more and more that I have become a person like my parents, stubborn and negative, I can't see the shining points, and I only like to dig faults.

When she was young, she didn't dare to express herself, she only dared to play smart and fight wits and courage with her parents, and those sprouts of independent consciousness were eradicated before they emerged.

If it was half a year ago, Feng Nan might have stood on his parents' side and replied to Li Feng. But her best friend's victory after independence made her impatient, and she couldn't wait to live an independent life.

So she replied softly: "It's me who wants to go, I won't let go, Li Feng can't hold me." ”

Feng's father and Feng's mother had never seen their daughter like this, and they couldn't figure out what they had done wrong, and they worked hard but didn't like it. The son-in-law is shameless, and the daughter, who has always been filial, actually stood on the opposite side and fought with them.

When Feng Nan went back to Shanghai to work, Feng's father began to leave her a large number of texts on WeChat, moving her to reason with emotion, and persuading her not to take risks and not to try and make mistakes.

Feng Nan's sharp mouth became stupid when she touched Feng's father, but her mind was still clear about typing.

She began to analyze it from her heart, and also took out a piece of sincerity to tell her state of longing for independence, from the current situation of the giant baby, the harm of the giant baby, to the responsibility of a generation of people.

"Dad, a generation has a generational responsibility. Your duty is to nurture me, and my duty is to nurture me. I'm in my thirties, and I really don't want to keep gnawing like this, growing up like a giant baby. You let me out and let me take my share of responsibility. ”

In the middle of the night, Feng Nan and Feng's father wrote long words to each other without giving in. Feng Nan didn't know what Father Feng's mood was, and she herself was very complicated. On the one hand, she constantly cheers herself up and gives herself confidence in the future; On the other hand, she is also vulnerable. Her rebellion came too late, long past the restlessness of adolescence, and the rebellion brought not coolness and a sense of achievement, but sourness and reluctance.

Feng's mother is different from Feng's father, she is neither good at nor good at writing, but the fluctuations in her heart will not be less, so she can't sleep well all night, looking at the lovely Li Man and feeling sad.

She vented her eight points of resentment on Li Feng, and said while feeding Li Man: "You must have a conscience when you grow up!" You can't be as conscienceless as your dad! ”

The debate on WeChat was eventually ended by a long handwritten letter from Feng's father.

Father Feng folded a piece of letter paper neatly, handed it to her, and said, "I'm old, so I don't mess up writing it down." Hope you take a good look at it. ”