I just want to copy books quietly

Seeing Du Caige being led in by Chen Mo, someone in the group was obviously aware of his identity, and immediately got up to greet him, wanting to say something to him.

But Du Caige circled around, lowered his head and hurried up the stairs from the side, never meeting them face to face, leaving them looking at each other.

Du Caige didn't feel that what he did was wrong.

Although nominally, they are relatives of their daughter's grandmother.

But... There is no blood relationship, and the seniority is a little embarrassing.

Just don't make a deal.

On the road, I met a middle-aged woman who was dressed fairly well, but with sleeves, aprons, etc., who seemed to be a servant or a part-time worker.

Chen Mo went up to chat with the other party in a low voice, then nodded to Du Caige: "Mr. Yan has woken up, he said that as long as you come, he will take you to see him immediately."

Du Caige noticed that Chen Mo called Yan Yingzhen "Miss" and Yan Yuqi "Elder Young Master", but the address for her cheap father-in-law was not "Master", but "Mr. .

But think about the relationship between Chen Mo's own sister and her cheap father-in-law... Du Caige can understand her alienation and indifference towards cheap father-in-law.

Under the leadership of Chen Mo, Du Caige walked to the end along the corridor on the second floor.

Before she got close, she heard Caiwei's childish voice coming from a half-open door.

Du Caige went over and knocked on the door.

An old man who looked exhausted and had a hoarse voice said, "I saw that the door was open, so I just came in. What are you knocking for? Hypocrisy."

Du Caige yelled "Damn!" in his heart.

It is said that a father-in-law looks at his son-in-law the same way he looks at an enemy, is that true?

You have hurt me a few words before we met?

Ha ha, but it doesn't matter, I have someone in a key position.

Sure enough, as soon as Du Caige pushed the door, Caiwei said dissatisfiedly: "Grandpa, don't scold me papa! My papa is a good papa!"

A wrinkled-looking old man curled his lips and said, "He's a piece of shit."

"Grandpa!" Caiwei wriggled nonchalantly.

"All right, I won't talk about him anymore," said the old man.

Only then did he look up at Du Caige.

Those eyes were very casual, not looking seriously, but seemed to see an acquaintance (not a friend) whom he had known for many years, his eyes flicked past Du Caige, without any interest in scrutinizing him.

"Find a place to sit yourself." He said in a hoarse, weak voice.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and the curtains were drawn down to cover them tightly, making the room look very gloomy.

Yan Yingzhen sat far away, close to the window sill, hiding in the shadow of the curtains, making it difficult to see her expression clearly.

Du Caige only glanced at her, then looked away, touched Caiwei's little head again, and then looked at his cheap father-in-law.

Because the light is too dim, I can't see clearly.

At this time, Chen Mo poked her head in and fumbled to turn on the crystal chandelier.

The old man cursed: "What are you doing? I'm not dead yet, so what I said won't work? Close it!"

Chen Mo: "..."

Silent for a moment, ignored him at all, and just walked away.

The old man coughed a few times, very embarrassed.

Du Caige also saw the old man clearly.

It is not accurate to say that it is an old man.

This cheap father-in-law should only be in his early sixties, and he is not old in terms of the average life expectancy of contemporary people.

But his skin is indeed wrinkled and looks like an old man, his hair is all white, and his body is bent on the wheelchair, looking like he is about to run out of fuel.

"I want you to sit, are you deaf?" Yan Simin asked again.

Du Caige shrugged and sat down opposite him.

Caiwei immediately left her grandfather behind and fell into Du Caige's arms.

"Little heartless." Yan Simin muttered.

He stared at Du Caige again: "It's been so long since you came in, and you didn't even say hello? You kid is here to scold you!"

Du Caige just short-circuited his head for a while, and didn't think about what to call him.

At this moment, he blurted out: "Dad... oh no, uncle."

"Fuck," Yan Simin stared at him impatiently, "My daughter never forgets you, and I thought you were some kind of extraordinary person, but it turns out you're such a waste, you can't even speak well."

Caiwei immediately protested: "Grandpa! Don't scold my papa! My papa is super talented! Super handsome!"

"Handsome has a purpose. Talent has a purpose. It's not a waste!"

Du Caige has committed embarrassment and cancer.

I'm at odds with this cheap father-in-law, right?

Is it so difficult to speak properly?

At this moment, he had the urge to get up and leave.

Yan Simin nodded slightly: "He has a good temper, a little better than mine. That's the only advantage."

Du Caige still didn't know how to respond.

This is unacceptable.

But Yan Yingzhen, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke up: "Dad, although you are in severe pain, there is no need to catch Lao Du and scold you to vent it. If you really can't stand it, I will send you to the hospital and give you a shot of morphine .”

Her voice sounds calm, but Du Caige's understanding of her is no longer so superficial, and he can naturally hear the emotions that are like boiling molten lava under the sea level.

"I don't want to die in the hospital." Yan Simin said the word "death" without hesitation.

Caiwei hurriedly said: "Grandpa, you will not die! I will not let you die! You are not allowed to die!"

There was a smile on Yan Simin's face for the first time, and he raised his rough and thin hand lightly, and Caiwei leaned over to let him pat her little head.

"Xiao Caiwei, people are born, old, sick and die, there is no way. So, young people should live well and do what they want to do."

Caiwei blinked her big innocent eyes, looking at him half understanding.

"Okay, you all go out, let Xiao Du and I have a chat alone."

Yan Yingzhen got up expressionlessly, and led Caiwei out.

Caiwei turned around and shouted: "Grandpa, don't bully my papa!"

"Understood." Yan Simin said helplessly.

"despair".Yan Yingzhen turned off the light and closed the door tightly.

The room fell into darkness again.

And since the eyes have adapted to the bright light, it is even more difficult to see at this time.

At this moment, Du Caige understood why Yan Simin didn't want to turn on the light.

He didn't want to expose his embarrassing, old, crooked, and almost loss of dignity appearance to others.

And Yan Yingzhen obviously understood her father's thoughts.

She also intends to maintain her father's last pitiful and fragile self-esteem.

Du Caige was still thinking about it, when he suddenly heard Yan Simin cough and said in a hoarse voice: "Xiao Du, I thought about it a long time ago, if I saw you bastard, I would grab your collar, face to face Instead, slap dozens of slaps first. But you have also seen that I can’t slap you now. Instead, you can push me down with just one finger.”

Du Caige was silent for a while, and said, "Let's get down to business, you don't have that much time to waste."

Chapter 493

Du Caige could actually speak more tactfully and sweetly, instead of bluntly saying "You don't have that much time to waste", simply pointing at this cheap father-in-law's nose and saying: You are dying, stop talking nonsense and talk about business.

But Yan Simin has always been rude to him, why should he be tactful?

Clay figurines are very angry.

But what I didn't expect was that Yan Simin seemed to appreciate it when he said that.

"I thought you were wood. Looking at it now, I understand why my daughter likes you."

"Young people, don't be a 'good guy', don't wrong yourself and suppress yourself in the name of a 'good guy'."

"You were not a good person before, not a good man. A good man is because he has no skills, so he can only use the label of 'good' to attract women. You are different, you have skills, and you pretend to be 'good' to yourself label for what."

Although Yan Simin spoke weakly, as if he would die in the next second, he talked endlessly, "It is impossible for a capable man to be willing to stay with only one woman. A man is born to possess more women, to put himself The genes spread widely. This is written in the genes of men, it is instinct. But a man who has no ability can only suppress his instinct, because he has no way to attract more women. "

"What you did before is quite to my liking. I understand you completely. If I were as capable as you were when you were young, I would have slept with a hundred and eighty stars."

"But when I think that my daughter is also one of the ones you play with, I can't stand it anymore. When you come here today, is there anything you want to tell me? Do you plan to marry Xiaoying? Don't try to make me happy Random promises. Men to men, be frank and direct."

Du Caige shook his head slowly: "I didn't think about it."

"If you didn't think about it, then you didn't think about it." Yan Simin was not angry, and acted quite indifferent.

In fact, his expression was sluggish and weak, and even if he wanted to get angry, he probably didn't have the energy to get angry.

"My daughter doesn't have to worry about getting married anyway, if she wants to. Even if she doesn't want to get married, it doesn't matter. She is so rich, she can live well by herself. If you want a man, find some young and strong male models. It's good to have fun."

Du Caige almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.Have you ever said that to your daughter?

But he said just now that he had never considered marrying Yan Yingzhen.

At this time, of course, there is no position to object to anything.

I can only silently control myself not to complain as much as possible.

"Smoking?" Yan Simin asked suddenly.

"Don't smoke."

"I smoke," Yan Simin nodded with his chin, "look there, under that drawer, reach in, there is a hidden compartment underneath. Go, help me get the cigarettes and matches."

"You are sick, smoking is not good." Du Caige refused on the spot.

Yan Simin said disdainfully: "Yes, yes, smoking will give me lung cancer."

He looked up at Du Caige, "Then what do you think, should I get lung cancer first, or die first?"

"That's not what you said," Du Caige was very firm. "Although I don't know medicine, I also know that the harm of nicotine and nicotine to people is definitely more than lung cancer. People with high blood pressure should not smoke. It will cause blood pressure to rise." High, even stroke."

"Fuck, I'm going to die and you still control me!" Yan Simin broke out suddenly, "The two of us, you bastard fucked up my daughter and even my granddaughter, even if I don't like you, I have to recognize you, you No matter how much you don’t like me, you have to swallow your anger in front of me. This is the fucking relationship we have! This is the last period of my life, what the hell are you asking me to smoke a cigarette!”

Du Caige was silent for a while, and under Yan Simin's dissatisfied gaze, he walked slowly to the cabinet, bent over to open the drawer, reached into the hidden compartment, and took out a pack of half-smoked cigarettes, and a box of a certain hotel's matches.

"Bring it quickly!" Yan Simin said impatiently.

Under Yan Simin's surprised and puzzled gaze, Du Caige walked to the window, pulled up the curtains, opened the window, and threw the cigarette and matches out.

"Fuck!" Yan Simin trembled with anger.

Du Caige turned around and looked at him, and said calmly: "You have been living too selfishly and selfishly, only thinking about yourself. At this point, you still want to make yourself happier, not for Xiaoyan, For Caiwei, for your son, try to live longer. Have you ever thought about others in your life? Have you ever really lived for others?"

Yan Simin said in a deep voice: "A person who lives for others is a good person. When the hell did I tell you that I am a good person? I am a rotten person! From head to toe, it is rotten to the point of pus!"

"I used to be a contractor. I deducted wages from workers. When workers knelt down in front of me, I didn't care about them!"

"When I started a company, I tried to evade taxes, bribed officials, and suppressed my peers with all kinds of dirty tricks!"

"After I had money in my pocket, I took care of mistresses outside. After the death of my first wife, I kept changing wives. There are still several mistresses outside!"

Although he was old and tired, he showed his sharp teeth at this time, as if he had returned to the fangs when he was young, "My parents are farmers, and my family has no background, and I have not inherited any inheritance. But I am so bad! Enough! Enough! Enough of greed That's why we can lay such a big foundation!"

Du Caige nodded calmly, and asked, "Do you need me to get you a pen to write a memoir for you? I know many writers."

"..." Yan Simin was blocked back in one breath, her face flushed, but her complexion looked better.

He stared hard at Du Caige, his eyes seemed to be condemning: Why don't you play cards rationally, kid!

After a while he said sullenly, "Grass!"

"I wanted to teach you a little life experience. But think about it, Xiaoying has done a much bigger business than me without my teaching. You have not been taught by me. In fact, you are also flourishing in your field .Maybe my style is outdated!" Yan Simin felt a little disheartened.

"Get down to business, you don't have much time." Du Caige repeated what he said before.

Yan Simin drooped her head and remained silent.