When Cheng Jiahua came back from eating, Hetu had already washed up and made the bed neatly. She sat on the edge of the bed, saw Cheng Jiahua open the curtain and come in and close the door, and said, "I have prepared hot water for you, you can wash it." ”

Hearing her gentle voice, Cheng Jiahua was stunned for a while. He looked back at Hetu, not knowing what she meant. He Tu became embarrassed, twisted his face to the side, and said, "Hurry up and wash it." ”

Cheng Jiahua hurriedly arrived, looking at her suspiciously, still not understanding what she meant. Obviously, he was so indifferent to himself before, why did he suddenly become gentle. Oh yes. He thought it was because he had brought back more money today. Thinking like this, he became indifferent again, after all, he became gentle because of money, but it had nothing to do with himself, his heart was cold, as if someone had poured the northwest wind into it.

After spending a few seconds in front of the door, he sneered, "Do you love money?" ”

"Huh?" He Tu looked at him in surprise, not understanding what he meant.

"If you love money, I'll bring it back to you, I see you're happy to see money." Cheng Jiahua sneered, walked to the sofa and sat down, and had no intention of washing.

He Tu looked at him for a long time, and then he understood what he meant by this. Her face suddenly turned red, and an uneven anger also rose from the bottom of her heart, and she asked sharply, "In your eyes, am I that kind of person?" ”

"Or else?" Cheng Jiahua turned his head to look at her, his thick eyebrows furrowed very tightly, "You are happy when I get the money back, and you are angry when you don't have money, don't you love money?" ”

Seeing that he had misunderstood himself to such a point, he was speechless for a while. She looked at him stunned, and after a long time, she suddenly smiled bitterly and said in a low voice: "Since you think so, then forget it." She lifted the covers and lay down with her back to him.

Cheng Jiahua looked at her in confusion, not knowing what she meant by saying this suddenly. As usual, she should have quarreled with herself a long time ago, why didn't she quarrel today? He stared at her back, trying to see what was going on in her mind, and coldly saw that the thin shoulders began to shake, and a low sobbing sound sounded in the quiet room, whimpering and wandering.

Cheng Jiahua was at a loss, he stood up and sat down again, not knowing what to do. The more He Tu cried, the more he felt aggrieved, and the louder his voice became, Cheng Jiahua had a bitter face, and he almost cried. If she beat him and scolded him, he still knew what to do, but she cried, but he didn't know what to do. Although He Tu looks thin on the outside, he is extremely hard in his heart, in front of Cheng Jiahua on weekdays, he looks like a cold hedgehog, and when he suddenly cries like this today, Cheng Jiahua's heart is completely messed up by her, I never expected her to come to such a trick. Cheng Jiahua hesitated on the ground for a long time, and finally made up his mind to step forward, reached out and pushed the warm shoulders that came through the thin clothes, and asked softly, "Are you okay?" ”

"No—don't worry about it—" He Tu cried and choked, which made people feel moved. Cheng Jiahua's heart softened suddenly, and he still felt a little pain, he sat sideways on the edge of the bed, his hands were in a hurry, touching her hair for a while, touching her shoulder for a while, and said anxiously: "Don't cry, you have something to say, what are you crying about?" ”

He Tu turned over and sat up, looked at him with tears on his face, and asked in a choked voice: "In your eyes, am I really the kind of person who loves money?" She looked at Cheng Jiahua fixedly through her teary eyes, only to see Cheng Jiahua shake her head in a panic and said, "No, no." ”

"I'm not for us, I'm not for Xiao Yan. You owe a debt outside, and if I don't want to save some money, how will we live in the future? What will Xiao Yan take to school in the future? What do you offer to her? The more he said, the more aggrieved he became, and the more fierce the tears became. Cheng Jiahua looked at her distressedly, reached out to wipe away the tears on her face, stretched out his arm to take her into his arms, and said, "It's my fault, it's my fault, don't cry." He stroked Hetu's back and tried to get her to stop crying. However, when the words came out, Hedi's heart gradually felt comfortable, and the tears gradually stopped, she fell into Cheng Jiahua's arms, feeling the warmth brought by the wide chest, and felt a sense of security for the first time.

Cheng Jiahua looked down and saw that she had stopped crying, so she lifted her face, reached out and touched a handkerchief from the bedside to wipe away the tears on her face. In the dim light, her eyes were red and swollen, and her nose was also significantly red, looking pitiful and pitiful. He rubbed and rubbed, he couldn't help but froze, his breathing became rapid, and a kind of impulsive emotion kept fermenting and messing around in his body, as if he wanted to seduce him to do something bad.

Cheng Jiahua couldn't help but bow his head and put his lips towards Hetu's lips, Hetu hurriedly pushed him away, sat up, and scolded with a red face: "You haven't washed yet." ”

Cheng Jiahua hurriedly stood up and smiled awkwardly, "Then I'll go wash up." He turned around, raised his hand to unbutton his coat, suddenly looked back at the bed, and asked, "Where is Xiao Yan?" ”

"I slept with her grandparents." Hetu still hung her head, unable to see the expression on her face, and after saying this, she turned around and quickly got into the quilt. Cheng Jiahua saw her delicate appearance, his heart itched even more, he almost couldn't wait to take off his coat, hurriedly washed, and kicked off his shoes and got under the warm and fragrant quilt.

This sleep was so sweet and heavy that I didn't even have a dream, and when I opened my eyes, it was already dawn, as if this night had flown by. Cheng Jiahua reached out and touched the side, but grabbed a hand of air, and when he opened his eyes, he didn't know when he had gotten up, and he wasn't in the house, so he was afraid that he had already made breakfast. He sat up with his body propped up, stretched, and looked out the window at the bright skylight, feeling in a good mood. For the first time last night, he didn't have any more nightmares, and the familiar figure didn't appear in the dream, and somehow, he felt a little empty in his heart. When he got dressed and got out of bed, he found that hot water was already on the stove, clean towels were placed on the side of the basin, and everything was in order. Cheng Jiahua was stunned, hurriedly washed up, shaved the messy and long beard on his face, pushed open the door and walked outside.

A breath of fresh cold air greeted him, Cheng Jiahua took a deep breath, and suddenly felt that the turbidity in his abdomen was emptied, and the whole person became refreshed. He first went to the room on the second floor and called them up one by one, looked at the brothers condescendingly, rubbed their eyes and complained for a while, and then went downstairs and knocked on the door of Jiayi's room. Jiayi has to sleep lazily as soon as she has a holiday, and she has never gotten up before seven o'clock, and when she was so noisy, she got up angry, picked up the plastic cup on the bedside table and smashed it on the door. Cheng Jiahua snickered, then turned around and walked towards the small kitchen. The curtain of the small kitchen is rolled up, and the smell of food emanates from the inside, and the figure of Hetu wearing an apron looms in the gap between the door and the curtain, although everything seems busy, but it gives people a full sense of happiness.

As soon as Cheng Jiahua walked to the kitchen door, Cheng Tielong walked out with his hands behind his back. He was dressed in a tall tunic suit, his hair was cut into short, very energetic inches, and his eyes were piercing, looking at the courtyard that was filled with the early morning mist. Cheng Jiahua hurriedly stood up and shouted, "Dad, you're up." Then he walked towards the kitchen. When Cheng Tielong heard this, he glanced at him in surprise and said, "You got up early today." ”

Cheng Jiahua laughed and said, "Dad, my breakfast is ready, do you want to eat together?" ”

"What do you see?" Cheng Tielong turned around and walked towards the small kitchen. He Tu has already served all the meals on the small table, although they are all home-cooked dishes, but she has changed the tricks, and it looks like it is full of color, flavor and mouthwater. Cheng Tielong and Cheng Jiahua sat down at the table, the dishes and chopsticks had already been set, and the two of them were talking while sending food to their mouths. Cheng Jiahua was eating, turning his head to look, and found that Hetu was sitting on the small bench next to him in a daze, looking at them eating, he remembered yesterday's warmth, his heart softened, and said, "You can also come and eat." ”

When he heard this, he glanced at his father-in-law, and saw that he lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, and there was no reaction, so he stood up and came over.

"Hetu."

As soon as her butt touched the bench, Cheng Tielong's thunderous voice came, "You go and help your mother." ”

"Huh?" He Tu glanced at him puzzled, and hurriedly replied after reacting, "Okay." She got up and hurried out, relieved in her heart, if she was really allowed to sit next to her father-in-law to eat, she really couldn't eat a bite, not to say anything else, her heart was very restrained first, as if she was sitting on the stage and eating in front of millions of people. She quickened her pace and walked through the thin layer of Cebu towards the large kitchen.

"You're so old that you don't even know the rules." Seeing that the footsteps of Hetu gradually disappeared, Cheng Tielong put down his chopsticks and said.

"What rules?" Cheng Jiahua didn't understand for a while, and looked at his father in confusion.

Cheng Tielong saw that he didn't understand, and he wanted to ask again, so he was even more angry, he stood up and said: "You don't have eyes, your daughter-in-law is also so blind, when you are together in private, you have to teach her well." ”

Cheng Jiahua was even more puzzled, and didn't understand what his father was trying to say. He stared blankly at his father's back, and suddenly heard his father ask, "What have you been doing outside lately?" ”

"I still work as a driver for Boss Liu, and sometimes when I'm free, I go to the street to pull customers and make some spare money." Cheng Jiahua hurriedly replied, and at the same time was ready to be scolded.

"You use the public car to do private work, won't your boss say anything about you?" Cheng Tielong turned around and sat down again, staring at his son tightly with the gaze emanating from his eyes that were not angry and arrogant.

"No, he knows that, too." Cheng Jiahua said with a smile, "He said that my car is driving well, and people will come to trouble, as long as I fill up the fuel and use the car to do something, he doesn't care much." ”

"That's good." Cheng Tielong took a bite of the dish, suddenly sighed, glanced at Cheng Jiahua reproachfully, and reprimanded, "If you had studied hard and not been interrupted by those messy things, now it should be someone else who is your driver, not someone else's driver." Doesn't your talent bring you a good future? It's all your own recklessness, and as a result, you have done yourself to this point, let me ask you, do you regret it now? When you dropped out of school, the principal came to you, and you didn't look back, you had to ask you, did you regret it? ”

When Cheng Jiahua saw his father mention the old words again, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. Saying that you don't regret it is just a lie to comfort yourself, but now it's all at this point, and you still say that you regret it or not, isn't this self-deception? He lowered his head and silently stuffed food into his mouth, trying to evade his father's questioning with silence.

Cheng Tielong saw Cheng Jiahua's appearance, his heart became more and more angry, he raised a hand, making it look like he was going to hit Cheng Jiahua, but the hand was never waved in the air, and after a while, he said hatefully: "Why did I give birth to such a son as you!" Look at Jiaye and Jiayi, you really can't even compare to their half-point, I really supported you for nothing back then! With that, he snapped to his feet, threw off the curtain and walked out.

Cheng Jiahua put down the bowl and looked at the food on that table with a sad face, feeling very uncomfortable. I was in a good mood this morning, but after being reprimanded by my father like this, my good mood was gone. He waved his hand irritably, stood up and paced around the room, biting his lip, his eyes gradually recalling the previous scene, and Jiajia's immature but bright face appeared in front of his eyes again, disturbing his mind.

The past is vivid, and his father asked him if he would regret it, and why didn't he regret it. If he can really do it all over again, he really hopes that he has never met Jiajia, let alone married her into the door of the Cheng family, maybe in this way, she can still live well, maybe live a happy life, and grow old with her lover. When did it all start? The first time they met, he recalls, seemed to be on his way home from school. At that time, he was in the same grade as Cheng Jiaji, and the report card of the exam just came out a few days ago, and he took the first place in the age again, and was about to go home happily to ask his father for a prize. When passing by the Yangchang next to the alley, a group of little girls were chattering and throwing sandbags, there was a girl standing on each side, and two people were running around in the middle, doing all kinds of defensive actions to prevent the small sofa from falling on them, and there were two girls standing next to them, laughing and applauding. Jiajia is the one who is responsible for throwing sandbags, she stood on the opposite side of the intersection, spotted a little girl, and threw the sandbag in her hand with all her might, but she didn't expect the little girl to be agile and dodged by her, but the sandbag smashed on Cheng Jiahua, who was walking seriously and looking at the roll. He hadn't come back to his senses, he just looked up blankly at the group of girls in front of him who had gathered together in an instant, covering their mouths and smiling at him, and didn't react to what was going on for a while. If it weren't for Cheng Jiaji pushing him on the side, he wouldn't know how long he would be stunned. It was at that time that he raised his eyes and saw the girl with a shy red face and watery eyebrows and long braids. He didn't know how to love yet, and his heart moved, as if something was slowly crawling around his heart, spitting out a snake letter like thunder and lightning, and his heart was beating up teasingly. Since then, he has hardly thought about tea and food, and even his studies have gradually been abandoned, and he finds all kinds of opportunities and excuses to skip school every day, just to run to peek at her not far from her. Originally, this kind of innocent love in his youth was very beautiful, and if he could really maintain it for a lifetime as he imagined, he would be willing even if he just peeked at her forever. But it all came to an end on a cool autumn morning, and that morning, he pretended to go to school with his school bag on his back, and when he couldn't see the door of his house, he secretly turned around and slipped in the direction of her house. At this time, Jiajia should have gotten up early and was cleaning the small vegetable garden enclosed by the gate wall, but she was nowhere to be seen that morning. Cheng Jiahua was puzzled, secretly ran to hide under the wall of her house, and waited silently, as long as she ran out, it was enough for him to look at her, he didn't ask for much.

He waited for a long time that day, and it was almost noon when he saw her slowly come out. I saw her caressing her long braids, with a thoughtful expression on her face, walking forward in a daze, not looking at the road or looking ahead. Cheng Jiahua was hiding in the shadow of the tree, seeing that she was stunned, and she was about to walk to a stone without knowing it, she hurriedly jumped out and grabbed one of her hands, and shouted in a low voice: "Be careful of falling!" ”

Jiajia was startled, hurriedly turned around, saw that it was him, blushed, hurriedly lowered her head again, shook off his hand and walked into the courtyard gate.

Although Cheng Jiahua is shy and timid on weekdays, sometimes she doesn't dare to come forward to greet her when she is close, but at this time, since he has jumped out, his courage has also increased inexplicably, and he hurriedly stepped forward to stop her and asked, "Why are you crying?" ”

Yes, there were tears in the corners of her eyes, and the tip of her nose was slightly red, which clearly looked like she had just cried. It's just that even if he asked, she didn't answer, but looked at the door, with a worried look on her face, as if she was afraid that others would see it.

Cheng Jiahua bit his lip, his gaze suddenly became firm, he grabbed Jiajia's hand, pulled her and ran outside. He didn't know where to go, but he remembered that they had been running for a long, long time, until they were out of breath and couldn't even take a step.

"Now, now you can say it, right?" Cheng Jiahua propped his knees, panting heavily, and asked reluctantly.

Jiajia didn't speak, she stroked her chest, trying to calm down the rapid breath in her body, her face was flushed, covering the red on the tip of her nose, but she couldn't see the traces of crying.

When they all eased up, Jiajia shyly asked, "Why are you at my door?" ”