Yan Ming thought of Boss Yang's words of praising his son on the phone, and happily wanted to praise Yan Feifei again.

With a "snap", Yan Feifei's chopsticks were thrown on the table, "Do you want me to follow you to work for others in the future?" All I have to do is hard labor......" He immediately got up and strode out the door.

Yan Ming was stunned by his son's actions, wasn't he praising him for doing a good job, why was he still so angry, why was he angry?

"Daddy...... I'm going to find my brother! Yan Shuangling threw down the dishes and chopsticks and ran out behind her brother. She went out and saw that her brother had reached the end of the alley. She followed quickly.

Yan Ming sat at the table, smoking a cigarette sullenly. Smoke soon swirled above him.

Yan Shuangling had been following her brother closely, she saw him enter a store, and when he came out, he had a pack of cigarettes and a lighter in his hand, he lit a cigarette, smoked as he went, and soon he finished smoking one, and then lit another one. In the past, he was still very concerned that he was a student and never smoked in crowded places, but today he openly walks on the street with a cigarette in his hand, smoking one puff after another. In the eyes of passers-by, he is completely a second-rate person in society.

Yan Shuangling wanted to rush up and grab the cigarette in his hand, but she knew that her brother was so unscrupulous because she was uncomfortable, and if she rushed up to stop him from smoking, the consequences would only be worse.

She followed her brother to the river, and in the distance, she saw him standing by the river, shouting at the eastward water: "Ah-" "Ah-" He roared one after another, as if there were many grievances accumulated in his heart for a long, long time without releasing them.

Yan Shuangling heard those voices, they were like daggers to her heart, and she was in great pain. Since his mother left, his brother's personality has changed, his sunshine is gone, and he is more taciturn. But her brother has always cared about her, and in that family, her only concern and trust is her brother.

The sky was hung with a half-moon in the sky, and the passers-by looked at the dejected young man with strange eyes, and when they saw him roaring loudly at the river, they all thought that the boy was sick in his heart, and when they approached him, they all went far away.

Yan Feifei was probably tired, his body and brain were tired, and he slumped down on the beach. The long hairs on his forehead were soaked with sweat and stuck together, and his eyes were full of melancholy and helplessness.

Why? Why was his fate so arranged? Why drift away from her? When he went to deliver medicinal materials today, Boss Yang said: "In the future, you will be the second generation of your pharmacy!" The afterlife is terrifying! ”

What kind of bullshit second-generation heir, isn't it just a person who buys medicinal herbs, what's the big deal! At that time, Yan Feifei was angry. Unexpectedly, when he returned home, his father kept praising him in front of him, which really angered him.

Is he just worthy of being the second generation of a messy herb shop? What is there to rejoice in with those jobs? Didn't his father have any hope for him? Didn't the father never think that one day his son would get ahead?

If he only deserved to be that kind of person, then he didn't need to study at all, and he could immediately become the kind of person his father wanted.

The thought of not wanting to study anymore flashed through his mind, and he was immersed in his own pain and couldn't extricate himself.

Thinking of Fang Weiyu, his heart was even more anxious, what should she do? What about their future?

He just gave up his future life, what future are they talking about!

But now, his heart has really lost some desire to read, what should he do......

Thinking about it, he who has always been arrogant and complacent, he silently shed two lines of tears, he didn't cry, but he was too sad.

It was the wind that blew the sand into his eyes, causing him to cry.

Yan Shuangling slowly walked towards his brother with heavy steps. Her hand rested lightly on his shoulder and she crouched beside her brother.

"Brother, let's go home......" Yan Shuangling tried her best to restrain her choking and said a complete sentence to her brother.

Yan Feifei was still sitting there motionless with his head in his hands like a sculpture.

The beach where the river had lapped was so wet that he had been sitting for nearly an hour. Yan Shuangling couldn't call him at all. She had no choice but to squat beside her brother with him.

Yan Feifei kept hanging his head, tears sliding down his cheeks one by one, and fell into a piece of sand in front of him. Growing so big, he really shed tears for the first time.

When he was a child, when he was fighting with his classmates, his father once broke a belt on him, and when he beat him violently with a rubber hose, he didn't say a word "I was wrong", and he didn't shed a single tear. He is really like Yan Ming when he was a child, and that innate stubbornness is really deep in the bone marrow. So grandma's most painful grandson is Yan Feifei.

The moon has climbed into the sky, and the pedestrians along the river are already bustling. The crickets in the grass still kept composing sad tunes, as if calling for their companions to return quickly.

Yan Feifei stood up, his buttocks were damp and covered with sand. Yan Shuangling stretched out his hand to pat him, but he turned around and left without saying a word. She hastened to follow.

Neither brother nor sister spoke along the way, and they walked home in silence.

As soon as I arrived at the door of the house, I saw Yan Ming and Wang Ningxiang looking anxiously there.

"You rabbit, where did you go!" Yan Ming wanted to rush over and hit him as he spoke, but was dragged by Wang Ningxiang fiercely, "The child just came back, what are you doing!" You don't think you beat him much! ”

"I didn't hit him today, I was praising him, he actually slapped the table for me and left, I can't figure it out!" Yan Ming gritted his teeth with hatred.

"I'm no longer studying, so I'll follow you to run a business, are you satisfied?" Yan Feifei put down his words, went straight into the house, and closed the door of his bedroom with a "bang".

"You half-, you say another word to Lao Tzu that you don't study!" Yan Ming rushed to the door of his bedroom and kicked the door hard, but did not kick it open.

"Didn't you praise me for doing a good job, then I'll do it for you! I don't need to study anymore to do that kind of work, I can do it now! I don't study anymore, so I don't have to spend your money anymore! ”

There was a sound of "listening" in the room, and it was Yan Feifei who threw everything on the desk to the ground in a fit of rage.

What the fuck is so great, if you don't study, you won't study! He seemed to have made up his mind not to study.

"Bang-bang-" There were two more kicks outside the door.

"Dad......" Yan Shuangling was so frightened that she couldn't speak, her heart was getting more and more nervous, she was about to hug her father and stop kicking her brother's door, but her limbs were weak and she couldn't speak, and suddenly she fainted.

"Lingling......" Wang Ningxiang hugged Yan Shuangling and shouted loudly.

Yan Ming nervously picked up Yan Shuangling, "Lingling, Lingling, what's wrong with you......" He gently shook Yan Shuangling's body, she didn't respond, but her body twitched slightly.

Yan Feifei in the room heard Lingling fainting, opened the door suddenly, rushed to Lingling, and called her loudly.

They immediately sent her to the hospital, Yan Shuangling had already fainted several times, and this time she was given a comprehensive examination in the hospital.

"She just fainted because of excessive shock and nervousness after insufficient cerebral blood supply, in addition to her hyperventilation syndrome, family members must pay attention to her emotions, usually to reduce her mental burden and fear, it is generally best not to quarrel or scold her in front of her, especially her relatives, otherwise she will faint if she is too stressed or too nervous, and her condition will only worsen in the long run!" The doctor patiently explained.

Yan Ming just nodded like a fool, he didn't fully understand what the doctor said.

"Is there anything she's afraid to face?" The doctor asked again.

"Yes, she is very afraid of thunderstorms, and when she encounters thunderstorms, she will shrink into the corner of the bed and tremble!" Yan Feifei recalled his sister's performance when he encountered thunder in the past.

Yan Ming looked at Yan Feifei with eyes full of ignorance, and suddenly the self-blame in his heart poured towards him. All he knows is that he works hard outside to earn money, and his monthly routine is to send money home, which makes him feel like a father of two.

But how is the child's life, how is the study, how is the person, and is the body healthy...... There are so many things that a father should care about and know, but he doesn't know anything.

When the doctor asked Yan Shuangling what he was afraid to face, his mind went blank. Now, with that repent alone, can he make up for the responsibility he lacks in his child's life? When the child needs the father's love, he goes far away, but now that the child is older, he wants to show his responsibility as a father, can this be accepted by the child?

Yan Ming covered his face and quietly walked out of the doctor's office.

He cowered in the corner and cried out loud. Wang Ningxiang wiped her tears and stayed by his side, "Don't worry too much, Lingling is fine, you have to control your emotions more in the future, don't be so fierce to your children, they don't have a mother since they were children, and you are often not at home, they can grow up to be like this, they are all good children......"

"I'm not a good father, I'm not qualified to be their father......" Yan Ming cried with snot and tears together, and "let's da" dripping in front of him.

"Don't say that, if you treat them well in the future, you can make up for it!" Wang Ningxiang couldn't stop patting his back, anxious and distressed, and she herself choked softly.

Yan Feifei kept holding his sister's hand, sitting quietly on the edge of her bed and waiting for her to wake up, he never left for a moment.

Yan Shuangling didn't wake up until more than four o'clock in the morning, she opened her eyes weakly, and the first thing she said when she opened her mouth was: "Dad, don't you ...... Don't hit my brother......" Her voice was very small, but Yan Ming, Yan Feifei, and Wang Ningxiang, who were sitting next to her, could hear it clearly.

"If Dad doesn't fight, he won't fight in the future! Lingling, dad is wrong...... You have to get better quickly, okay Dad will take you and your brother to play outside, let's go to a farther place, and when you are well, you tell Dad that we will go wherever you want! Yan Ming's eyes were full of endless tenderness at the moment, and his words also made Yan Feifei, who was sitting on the side, feel a slight move in his heart, his father had not been so gentle for a long, long time.