Lucky hit

Zheng Bonian, who was quietly peeling the crab meat for Han Haodong beside him, was very calm after seeing the tension between the two men. He stuffed a tissue to Han Haodong and criticized softly: "You have a better attitude."

The always arrogant Han Haodong restrained his arrogance and impoliteness naturally, lowered his head to eat the crab meat that Zheng Bonian picked up, didn't speak any more, and didn't look up at his father.

Han Mingxiu looked at Zheng Bonian, then at his son, but didn't speak.

Soon the girls came down, and Xu Yaoyang, tall and leggy, pulled out a chair and sat next to Han Haodong.

Han Mingxiu smiled and asked, "Asleep?"

Xu Yaoyang nodded, picked up the bowl and chopsticks: "He is airsick and has a cold, don't worry about him, let him sleep first."

Han Mingxiu pushed Yu Manrao who had just sat down next to him: "Go and get the wine that Yingyue and the others brought that day, just as the children are back, let's taste it together."

Yu Manrao smiled and got up to get some wine and then looked at Xu Yaoyang: "The three of Xiaoyue came here yesterday, you saw her a day earlier when you came here, and now I'm going back to Lao Li's house to celebrate the New Year, when you guys finish the New Year here After leaving, they came back again, it is really difficult for you two brothers and sisters to meet once again."

Xu Yaoyang ate the food: "It's okay mom, she always makes videos with Qiao Liang, we can all see it."

Yu Manrao smiled and nodded as she fiddled with the cork: "That's a good relationship. Her little Summer is very rare."

Seeing that Yu Manrao was trying very hard but still could not unscrew the cork, the two people who stood up at the same time stretched out their hands, and said in unison: "Let me do it."

When Han Haodong and Xu Yaoyang looked at each other, Zheng Bonian, who got up later, took the wine first: "Let me do it."

Han Mingxiu smiled and gestured to the children: "Sit down, sit down, sit down and eat."

Zheng Bo Nian saw this wine in a famous winery in Paris a few years ago. A bottle of wine is expensive. In his eyes, expensive things are really expensive. The design of the cork is very tight and ingenious. He had studied it before he opened the bottle with a corkscrew seemingly proficiently.If Han Haodong were to open it, he might get his finger pricked by the special spiral-tipped cork.

Zheng Bonian smiled and took the goblet in front of Han Mingxiu, holding the glass in one hand and pouring the wine in the other. Under the light, the elegant gentleman poured the light wine into the glass, and then moved it to settle.He smiled and returned the wine glass to its original position, then withdrew his hand: "Uncle, taste it first."

Han Mingxiu nodded in satisfaction, took a sip from his glass and nodded again: "Good wine."

His father's satisfaction was captured by Han Haodong, he felt proud for some reason, and he took the photo to win him over.

But that was all, his father never showed any extra emotion, and after a meal, the few people who spoke were limited, and the few words were all about work.

Sure enough, his father still likes Xu Yaoyang, who followed the regular route and followed the official path with a bright future, and his words did not leak any traces, belittling him, a popular idol, like a little actor playing tricks.

Most of Han Haodong's dissatisfaction was written on his face, and he didn't even smile when watching TV together after dinner.In the past, he was most willing to watch TV with his dad. Even if his dad would always watch and fall asleep, he would not bother him, and would still watch with him.

His father once said that even if he doesn’t watch the TV, he can always inadvertently get in touch with him who is not around. It may be an advertisement he endorses, or it may be an entertainment news about him. His father will be happy for a long time.

The two of them have always cared about each other.Han Haodong turned his head to look at his father, hesitant to speak for several times, he wanted to tell his father again that he was serious with the man sitting next to him now, he hoped his father would agree and accept Zheng Bonian.

But he was struggling in his heart, and he didn't open his mouth until his father got up to go to bed.

In a sense, Zheng Bonian was also under a little pressure. When he came back with Han Haodong, he was ready to meet his parents. Although he had met Han Mingxiu several times before as Leng Xin's boyfriend, this time it gave him a great feeling. different.

Zheng Bonian, who was good at observing words and expressions, didn't understand Han Mingxiu's attitude towards him and Han Haodong's affairs, so he could only sit quietly beside Han Haodong.

Seeing Han Mingxiu get up and go to the bedroom, Han Haodong stood up abruptly. At this moment, there were only three of them in the living room. It was a good time to open the skylight and speak honestly.He didn't hesitate, and asked very directly and impatiently: "Dad, what do you mean about our business?"

Han Mingxiu stopped and turned to look at his son: "Are you asking for my opinion?"

Han Haodong bit his lips, and looked over with a frown: "I've said the matter, and I brought him back, so you can't keep quiet, keep talking, and give permission, is it okay?"

Zheng Bonian stood up slowly and stuck behind Han Haodong, and lightly poked Han Haodong's back with his hand, signaling him to be more polite.

Han Mingxiu went straight to the bedroom, "I said it won't work? Don't you always do whatever you want? Ask me why?"

Han Haodong strode over to stop his father, his brows and starry eyes turned serious: "You ask me what you are doing, because you are my father."

Han Mingxiu was stabbed in the heart by what his always stubborn and rebellious son said, so he didn't speak for a while.

Han Haodong looked at Zheng Bo and then looked back at his father, took a breath and calmed down: "Dad, I know that I have never listened to you since I was a child, I always do what I want, willful, arrogant, unreasonable, Every time you can't control me, you always say that I am used to you. Although I am always angry at you and always against you, you are my father and the closest person I have in this world, so I I want your blessing the most, and I want your approval the most. I brought him back today, maybe I was reckless, and you didn't accept his intention at all, so I won't be here to trouble you, we here just go..."

Han Haodong said as he went to the door, picked up his coat and threw it to Zheng Bonian, then turned to look at his father: "Dad, it doesn't matter if you don't agree, you will always be my father, and he will always be my lover. Just put you in a parallel world."

Han Mingxiu sighed and looked at his son wearing shoes, "Did I say that I disagree with you being together?"

Both Han Haodong and Zheng Bonian stopped their movements.

Han Mingxiu came over and raised his hand to pull off his son's half-worn coat, "It's agreed to come back for the New Year, so why leave?"

Han Haodong's bright eyes blinked: "Dad, what do you mean..."

Han Mingxiu looked at the man standing next to his son, then turned and walked into the house: "Dad appreciated it when your sister brought him home."

Han Haodong threw off his heels and came back: "Dad, if you agree, you agree. Don't beat around the bush."

Zheng Bonian put down his coat and looked at the two men who walked in one after the other. He could feel that, in a sense, the two men had some similarities in their personalities, such as being arrogant.

Han Mingxiu didn't turn around, and stepped on the spiral staircase: "Go upstairs."

Han Haodong turned his head and shook his head at Zheng Bonian: "What are you doing standing there, let's go."

He didn't go upstairs until someone came over, and complained as he went upstairs: "Dad, from the arrangement of the place you arranged during the meal, it can be seen that you are not satisfied with us, it's not that you don't agree."

Han Mingxiu kept walking in front after reaching the second floor, "That's because you are too nervous."

After finishing speaking, Han Mingxiu stopped in front of his son's room door, raised his hand and pushed it away: "You think it's your own feeling that I don't agree."

The door opened in response, and Han Haodong stood at the door, he was a little surprised when his father pressed the button to turn on the light.

Zheng Bonian leaned over, looking at the clean and tidy room for some unknown reason, he wanted to laugh, there were many posters on the wall, anyone who saw it for the first time would think it might be the room of some nympho Han Haodong's fan, but he didn't want this It is the room of Han Haodong himself.

Only Han Haodong was staring at the big double bed in the middle of the room, not his previous single bed.

With an indescribable feeling in his heart, he leaned against the door and looked at his father standing in the room.

At this time, Yu Manrao came out of the inner room on the second floor, smiled and said to Han Haodong as he passed by: "Haodong, do you like this bed? You called that night and said that you would come back for the New Year. Your father chose it himself the next day. He I'm afraid you won't be able to stay."

Han Haodong stood up straight and walked into the room, sat on the bed and propped his hands behind his hands, turned to look at his father with a smile on his lips: "Thanks, Dad."

Since he was a child, he has never said the word "thank you" to his father. Although he said it hastily at this time, he is extremely serious.

Han Mingxiu didn't say anything. He glanced at his son and walked out with his hands behind his back. When he reached the door beside Zheng Bonian, he slowed down. He looked at Zheng Bonian with a little relief in his eyes. He nodded and followed his wife downstairs.

Han Haodong leaned back and lay on the bed looking at the exquisite chandelier.

Zheng Bonian closed the door and walked in, looked around the room, attracted by the cello on the shelf in front of the window, he chuckled lightly: "This cello is not bad."

Han Haodong sat up, sat on the edge of the bed shaking his long legs and looked over: "It's not bad."

Zheng Bonian came over and sat next to Han Haodong, turned his head and said, "Your father didn't disagree, why do you still look unhappy?"

Han Haodong shook his head: "I'm not unhappy, I just thought of something."

"tell me the story."

"I liked this cello when I first came to the United States. I liked it very much. I wanted to learn it, so I bought it. But when I brought it back, I realized that it was not what I really liked. My favorite should be It was the later drum kit."

Zheng Bo Nian embraced the people around him: "What do you mean by these words?"

"Since Xu Yaoyang and Qiao Liang came, I can see that you are worried about me getting too close to Qiao Liang." Han Haodong looked at Zheng Bonian with a raised corner of his mouth: "Are you worried about something?"

Zheng Bonian didn't expect his thoughts to be seen through, and his eyes slightly dodged: "You think too much."

Han Haodong smiled, "It doesn't matter whether I think too much or not, I want to tell you about the cello and drum kit I just said."

Han Haodong stopped talking, and raised his arms to embrace Zheng Bonian, his eyes were rare serious, and he said: "I want to tell you, probably Qiao Liang is the cello, I liked it very much at the time, and you are the one who put on airs later. Drums are what I really love and bring to the future. Now the drum is on the shelf. It really exists and still looks so beautiful, but that kind of like can’t be called love, so you don’t need to care about him. There is no need to be uncomfortable with my feelings for him."

Zheng Bonian seldom heard Han Haodong speak so quietly and calmly. It turned out that Han Haodong would also pay attention to his mood and his mentality, and he also took their feelings very seriously.He hugged Han Haodong's head with one elbow and tightened his arms. He pressed his head tightly against Han Haodong's side face. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, wanting to suck the person in his arms into his body: "I know."

Han Haodong put his arms around Zheng Bonian sideways, "It's good to know."

It is reassuring to be recognized and supported by the loved ones. Han Haodong was very relieved after getting his father's tacit permission. Although with his character, even if his father said no, he would still do his own thing.But it seems to be the most ideal after all.

In this way, probably this annual meeting will be a happy, peaceful and unforgettable year.