Quick Wear: Cousin, Come to the Bowl Quickly

Father Lin waited downstairs of the apartment building for about half an hour before he finally saw He Yanyang returning.

He stood at the door of the unit, watching He Yanyang leisurely park the car in the carport, and then casually take out a bag of things in a white plastic bag from the trunk, and then slowly walked towards this side.

Thinking back to his daughter's pale face tonight and He's mother's haggard and embarrassed appearance, and then looking at He Yanyang in front of him, who was still unhurried and nonchalant, Father Lin felt that the anger that he had just put out by scolding his nephew seemed to be rekindled.

"where have you been?"

He Yanyang was walking with his head down, not knowing what he was thinking about, when his thoughts were interrupted by a familiar voice that suddenly rang out. He quickly looked up at the source of the sound.

"Uncle Lin, why haven't you..."

Half of Mr. Lin's body was hidden in the darkness, with no expression on his face, but for some reason, He Yanyang felt a chill on his back and subconsciously stopped.

"I'm waiting for you." Seeing He Yanyang stop, Father Lin glanced at him coldly and cast his eyes on the bag in his hand. "Why didn't you go home so late? What did you buy?"

Father Lin's tone was calm, but He Yanyang inexplicably felt a sense of oppression as if a storm was about to come. He couldn't help but swallow his saliva and subconsciously hid the things in his hand behind his back.

His movement was small, but it did not escape the eyes of Mr. Lin who was observing him.

Seeing his guilty action, Father Lin couldn't help but snort coldly, with a bit of suppressed anger in his tone.

"Xixi is rolling around in pain at home, and your mother is also covered in injuries, and you still have the mind to hang out outside?!"

"I do not……"

No matter how unruly He Yanyang was, he was only a sixteen-year-old boy after all. Facing his uncle who had watched him grow up and had a very good relationship with his father, he wanted to defend himself, but after hesitating for a long time, he still couldn't say a word of disobedience.

Seeing his timid appearance, Father Lin's anger did not subside, but became more and more intense. He suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed directly at He Yanyang, his voice mixed with pain and disappointment that was difficult to conceal.

"Ayang, look at yourself. What have you become? You're idle all day long, not making progress, and causing trouble everywhere! Are you worthy of your father? Huh?"

Father Lin's voice suddenly rose, his tone revealing a deep sense of helplessness and anger.

"Old He fought for the people all his life, and finally died on the job. He was a hero who died in the line of duty! He was a martyr! But what about you? Look at the way you look now, do you deserve the title 'orphan of a martyr'?"

"I know... you hate your mother. You hate her for making your father angry and leaving, which led to his death. But let's not talk about whose fault it is."

"You've seen what your mother has been living these years. If it weren't for you, she would have died with your father a long time ago. Is this really the result you want to see?"

……

In the past, out of pity for He Yanyang who lost his father at a young age, and out of concern for interfering in other people's affairs, Father Lin did not want to interfere too much in the affairs of the He family. He always thought that there was still a lot of time, and He Yanyang would slowly figure it out when he got older.

But through today's incident, Father Lin realized that if he, as an elder, did not intervene, He Yanyang would slowly go astray.

Today is a car race, and we can still say that it is just children pursuing novelty and excitement, but if we leave it alone and allow He Yanyang and that group of people to continue to hang around, then they will be corrupted by the company of bad people.

It is easy to learn bad things but difficult to learn good things. There is no guarantee that he will not be gradually led astray by those people into gambling, stealing, robbing, or even murder for money. Do they have to wait until He Yanyang has really fallen to the point of no return before they can awaken this child?

The child of the people's hero has become a criminal. Just thinking about this possibility makes Father Lin wish he could kowtow to his death in front of his good friend's tombstone.

Father Lin's voice, filled with anger and regret, gradually changed from high-pitched to low, and lower and lower, until it almost became a mutter to himself. However, He Yanyang, who was scolded by him, just clenched the plastic bag tightly in his hand without saying a word.

He Yanyang knew that Father Lin was not Chai Jing, nor was he Mother He. He did not owe him anything, so he did not need to be humble and submissive to him just because he felt guilty about it.

The reason why he could be so open-hearted and earnest with him was entirely because of the pain that an elder feels for the younger generation who do not fight for their own interests. Therefore, He Yanyang could only listen with a pale face, letting those harsh but true words pierce his heart one by one, revealing the cruel truth that he had been trying to avoid all these years - he was not only a victim of He's father's death, but also the perpetrator.

He always thought that he was the only one suffering and sad about his father's death.

Therefore, over the years he has been cold towards He's mother, rude to Chai Jing, and quite estranged from Lin's parents. He has been muddle-headed and muddle-headed about himself.

But in fact, Chai Jing, He's mother, and even Lin Xi's family, the pain they endured was no less than him, and some even more.

Because these pains come not only from the departure of He's father, but also from He Yanyang. While he trapped others with He's father's death, he also trapped himself.

He Yanyang lowered his head and clenched his teeth tightly, barely controlling the urge to cry and scream, but his slightly trembling body still exposed his current state.

Father Lin said a lot of things excitedly, but he didn't wait for He Yanyang's response. Seeing that He Yanyang lowered his head and didn't speak for a long time, looking unmoved, the anger that had subsided a lot began to surge up again.

"What on earth are you..." Just when Father Lin was about to ask He Yanyang whether he had listened to his words, the door of the unit behind them was suddenly opened.

When Dad Lin looked back, he saw his daughter, who was wrapped in white fluffy pajamas and wearing fluffy slippers of the same color, looking at him curiously.

"Dad, why don't you go home? Mom is waiting anxiously."

Seeing his daughter suddenly appear, Father Lin frowned subconsciously, "Why did you come out? It's so cold outside. Doesn't your stomach hurt?"

Lin Xi walked to Lin's father in two steps, took his hand, and shook her head gently, "It doesn't hurt anymore, mom made me some brown sugar water."

Father Lin's brows relaxed a little after hearing this, and he looked down at Lin Xi's face. Although her face was still a little pale, it was much better than when she was at the traffic police brigade. He nodded and said, "That's good. You go back first. I'll talk to Ayang."

"He Yanyang?" Lin Xi heard this and seemed to have just noticed that there was a He Yanyang standing next to her. She looked at him with some confusion, "Didn't you say you were going to buy medicine for Auntie? Why aren't you going back yet?"