Yu Cheng no longer complained or thought about it, but tapped his fingers the steering wheel, and stopped immediately when he saw himself in the side mirror following Yu Cheng. Silence, then speechless staring at the other self for ten, sixteen, and a minute or so, until the phone rang suddenly.

"Hey! Daddy is me. ”

Yu Cheng retracted his expression and clicked on his father's avatar.

"Son, are you still in the unit?"

The father on the other side of the phone also obviously paused, and then said cautiously in a smiling voice.

"No, I'm already on my way home."

"Oh, it's still early today."

In order to calm down, Dad took a deep breath and exhaled another mouthful of sticky turbid air into Yucheng's headphones.

"Dad, you suddenly called, is there something going on at home?"

If Dad's tone is still straight to the point and chattering like a textbook, then Yu Cheng can talk to him happily. But now Dad's humility is a bit tormenting, like being ready to send a soul torture at any moment. made Yu Cheng nervous.

"Hey, look at what you said, what else can we do, just look at Song Xiao, no, it's the daughter-in-law who called the money, and I want you to thank her for us. Also, do you play too much every month, I'm very happy with your mother, but after a long time, I always feel that I can't go. ”

"It's all my own family who is still polite to us, if it wasn't for the pre-marriage agreement that Joo Hyun would be responsible for the money, I would like to give you a little more subsidy. Oh yes, my mom, I haven't heard her in a long time, and I miss her a little. ”

Dad's voice was low and polite, this was the first time in his life that Yu Cheng had such an exaggerated conversation with his father, he felt a little desolate in his heart, and even his voice suddenly became hoarse, like the butterfly that was suddenly needle-pierced through its body, obviously facing death, but still trying his best to flap his wings desperately.

"Wait a minute!" Dad responded as he pressed his hands on each jack on the side of the phone, perhaps because of the very hard work of his fingers, all the nails turned white.

"Old woman, please have a good talk to our son. You see, it took a phone call to come at a time. Dad said with a wink.

"I'll forget it! Don't you see I'm cooking braised pork? The old thing that has nothing to do has no eyesight at all! ”

Mom muttered loudly while rummaging through the spice box, and in a hurry, she began to throw the soy sauce bottle and the vinegar bottle in front of her, and the tightly sealed soy sauce bottle smashed heavily on Dad's feet, and the sprinkled vinegar sprayed all over the ground. Dad suddenly felt tired, and he stopped smiling, but let out a small pop from his mouth.

"Yikes! Yikes! It's hard to say good things to you! Whose braised pork is made with the mouth! ”

Dad gasped and glared at Mom. Mom immediately rushed to Dad and raised her hand high, looking like she was about to beat him up. At this time, a few young people in the store picked up their mobile phones and made a gesture to take pictures, and Dad rolled his eyes and picked up the phone with a smile again. In fact, Yu Cheng has always heard this series of actions clearly, he just didn't speak all the time, replaced by a long silence and intermittent sighs.

"That Yucheng, your mother is busy cooking for customers, and business is very prosperous today. Actually, I don't say that you know, she is the kind of woman who cares more about work than children. ”

As soon as the words fell, the whole restaurant looked in the direction of the boss and the hostess, and saw a woman with hair like a lion's mane waving a rolling pin high, and the bloated and tall man, his neck leaning back completely timidly, his whole back trembling with every approach of his wife. But there was always a humble smirk on his lips.

"Okay, I know Dad, then hang up the phone first."

"Okay, be careful on the road."

The phone hung up, and Mom's huge palm had left countless white marks on Dad's black jacket, and Dad hurriedly grinned and hugged his coat, and when he glanced in the mirror, there was obviously a star-shaped bald skin on the back of his head. Just as he was about to reason with his wife, he heard a rustling click, and he looked down to see that the soy sauce bottle was still rolling on the ground, and another bottle of pale yellow liquid began to fall from the table.

It was still a silent night for his son, Yucheng, who parked his car in a place with a view of the blue-green sea, and looked at the moonlight as he sipped a pale yellow drink. But my mind is full of things to do when I return to the unit.