on the river

I complained that Mr. Transparent Man never had a meal.

After eating, some servants came to clean up. I saw them throwing away the rice bowls piled up by Mr. Transparent Man, and I felt it was a pity.

I don't know where the impulse came from, I suddenly stopped them: "Is this going to be thrown away?"

The servants looked at each other, and one said: "Yes, master."

"It's too wasteful," I muttered, "Why don't you ask Mr. Wang's Wangcai..."

--"boom".

Before I finished speaking, I heard a loud noise behind me, and when I turned around in shock, my father slapped the table hard.

"Father……"

Father Shen Sheng, I have never seen him when he is angry, but it must be now: "Is this how you are filial to your father?"

"I..." I felt wronged and at a loss, "Is there something wrong with me?"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the servants saluted one by one earlier and quickly slipped away.

"Look at yourself, what you look like." The father said coldly, "You are not good at learning, you are lazy when you are playful, and you speak rudely. I don't know what Jun Qi thinks. How can you be half-clear..." He snapped shut up.

Clay figurines are also a bit fiery, being reprimanded by my beloved father all the time, I was a little resentful even though I was always passing by, sobbing: "What's wrong with me? Go ask your uncles, someone will tell me!"

As I said that, I pushed the door and was about to go out, but was pulled by a strong force. My father's head was pressed against my back, and it took a long while before I opened my mouth.

"Sorry, it's my father who lost his temper."

I stood there motionless, wondering what I did wrong just now.I just want to give Wangcai the food that Mr. Transparent Man doesn't eat, why is my father so angry.

I was puzzled, but I didn't dare to ask my father again.

The clothes in early summer are not too thin, but I have a vague feeling that the cloth my father is leaning on is a little wet. I was thinking about what it was, when suddenly there was a depressing voice from my back, like weeping .

——"Qingqing..."

I was stunned.

I've heard my father call Mr. Transparent Man that way countless times, but I've never heard him call it so mournfully.

What's going on here?

With a thought in my mind, I suddenly stretched out my hand, only to realize that at some point, I had tears streaming down my face.