439. Father and son

Jiang Xiaodong knew that his son didn't like to be close to him since he was a child, he had always been a taciturn person in front of him, and he never knew what was going on in his heart.

Jiang Xiaodong wanted his son to be a soldier, but his son just didn't like to be a soldier, he said that a man who was a soldier was a real man, and Jiang Guo choked him half to death with a word.

He said: "If you don't serve in the army, my mother won't die, what is a good man who can't even take care of his wife and children?"

It turned out that he blamed him for his mother's death.

Indeed, he was responsible for his wife's death and felt guilty, he did not take good care of her, nor did he spare more time to spend with her.

This is the biggest guilt of his life.

If he could, he was willing to give up everything in exchange for his wife's life, but it was too late.

No amount of guilt can get his wife back.

So when his son said this sentence with resentment, he couldn't say anything, and he couldn't say anything against his son's decision not to be a soldier but to choose a business.

Although he thinks that doing business is a way to go into the stream.

Between their father and son, it has always been like a mountain, and they are often relatively silent, so he understands that his son is unwilling to live in the same room with him just now, but at this moment, Jiang Xiaodong has a strong desire to be able to open up and have a good talk with his son.

When eating at Zhao Xiaoling's restaurant just now, his son talked about Zhao Xiaoling, and his eyes were full of tenderness, such a son has not been in Jiang Xiaodong's memory for a long time, it seems that before his mother died at the age of nine, he was a well-behaved and lovely son, with the death of his mother, he became more and more indifferent, which should not be indifferent at the age of a child.

No matter how hard Jiang Xiaodong tries, his son will never be able to return to the son of the past.

But just now in the restaurant, when he talked about chatting with Zhao Xiaoling about doing business, the warmth between his eyebrows and eyes made Jiang Xiaodong's heart pound, his son has not changed, there is still softness in his heart, he just closed himself, but in front of Zhao Xiaoling, he was open and unguarded, because in her body, there was the shadow of his mother.

So Jiang Xiaodong instantly felt how failed he was as a father.

He never had faith and patience that really entered his son's heart.

Jiang Xiaodong walked to the door of his son's room and knocked lightly.

Jiang Guo opened the door.

Jiang Xiaodong looked at the tall and sturdy son in front of him, who looked like him, and there was a trace of tenderness in his heart.

"Guoguo, let's talk, okay?"

Jiang Guo was a little surprised, he had the impression that his father always demanded and ordered him more than he cared about him.

There are very few times when he is so kind and kind, or such an attitude, he is the norm for Jiang Tingting, but he is always stern and straight-faced.

Jiang Guo nodded, "Come in!" ”

The furnishings in the rooms of father and son are exactly the same, with two beds, a desk, and two chairs.

Jiang Guo sat on the bed casually, and Jiang Xiaodong sat next to his son.

Jiang Guo was not used to sitting so close to his father when he was alone, so he instinctively moved to the side a little and kept a certain distance from him.

"Guoguo, listening to what you just said in the restaurant, it seems that you and Xiaoling are very familiar and very close? Do you see each other often in Beijing? ”