Wanderer

Wen Hai knew that Wen Zefeng didn't like him, even for a while, this man hated him without any impurities.

Don't blame Wen Zefeng, it's because Wen Hai himself was born at an untimely time, a product of the power of "your parents think you should have a child", because his birth delayed many of the couple's careers, and almost Yan Wan's body was dragged down.

He also knew that Yan Wan secretly had a medical abortion when she was pregnant with herself, in order to deal with the family who forced her to give birth, but just like the other times in his life, he finally survived shamelessly.

It can be seen that the crystallization of love is the child, and children are not necessarily the crystallization of love. The well-known advertisement for treating infertility reversed the order. Before becoming parents, many people take it for granted that they love children ; When many people first became children, they took it for granted that their parents would love them.

In fact, it is not. Love is not taken for granted. Love is only what you love and what you want. Love that is reluctant is called "responsibility", "moral sense", and "mutual torture".

Upon closer inspection, their father and son are not alike. Wen Hai suffers from the inheritance of the past generations, and his eyebrows and eyes are like that of old man Wen——for Wen Zefeng, it is the shadow of a control freak that he can't get rid of all his life, so Wen Hai Let alone invite him to see you.

Mr. Wen directly arranged for Wen Zefeng's first half of his life, and at the same time indirectly arranged for his second half of his life. When Wen Zefeng wanted to apply the same routine to Wen Hai, he encountered many obstacles, and the obstacles were too effective. As for reminding him of his own incompetence and cowardice, he was annoyed by it.

Parents are annoyed, and kids are usually having a hard time.Fortunately, Wen Hai endured more than ten years of "difficult times", and was abandoned in the old house of a family of three to fend for himself. Wen Zefeng and Yan Wan moved to a new home, leaving no room for Wen Hai—— — It’s useless to stay, ever since Wen Hai chose to go to Long’an Public University, which Wen Zefeng firmly opposed, and then went to the Drug Enforcement Administration, the two have completely torn faces.

"Tell me what you think." Unexpectedly, after his wife walked into the kitchen, Wen Zefeng actually softened his attitude, showing a rare kindness, "Wen Hai, from a legal perspective, I started treating the Your obligation is over, but this is a long-term national condition of our country after all, it is impossible to leave you alone here to fend for yourself, now you like to talk about everything, you tell me your reasoning, you Why don't you want to have a family?"

"I like living alone."

"Have you considered that there is still a child living in your house?" Wen Zefeng said, "The evidence is not established."

"Xiaoqi..." Wen Hai wanted to say "Xiaoqi is different" at first, but in the middle of speaking, he found that he couldn't tell what was different about Bai Yunqi, so he stuck there without embarrassment, and changed his words: "...It's a temporary stay."

"Actually speaking, marriage is just a temporary borrowing. Some people get used to it and live there for most of their lives; It’s okay to live alone for the rest of your life. After all, whether it’s getting married or having children, it’s not a necessary life experience for a person. In our line of work, everyone has seen it. It’s just the opposite, if some people didn’t choose that path at the beginning, they might have a more exciting life.” Wen Zefeng said unhurriedly, “Wen Hai, you are very different from people of your age. The life and death of others and yourself, once a person goes through this stage, there will be great changes, and your fearlessness and fear will be infinitely magnified. In other words, there are two reasons why you don’t want to start a family now. Afraid to express emotions, if you are not too afraid to express emotions, what do you think you are?"

Wen Hai realized that he could not stay in the same room with Wen Zefeng for a long time. He had suffered too many beatings when he was a child. Amidst the bang, he heard himself asking in a relaxed tone: "Have you read any weird books recently?"

"I read a little bit, and I plan to continue my studies after retirement." Wen Zefeng said calmly, "I've almost had enough years of service, and it's time to think about my retirement...Xiao Hai, Dad is getting old too."

He looked at his son's indifferent appearance, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "That's all I'm going to say, you also know what happened when you went to fight drugs in the past few years, your mother was purely worried that you would not be taken care of. I don’t have any worries, one day I will sacrifice myself for justice and violent corpses on the streets, so I am urging you to start a family. If you don’t want her to urge you, just show some way to take care of yourself... Not to mention, it’s still a little bit of a shame to have someone living in your house. It’s very popular, last time I came here I thought I was in a model room... Are those potato chips that kid’s favorite?”

Wen Hai: "..."

"Go and cook for your mother. I drank too much last night, so I lay on the sofa for a while." Wen Zefeng rubbed his temples, "Talk to your mother, you don't like to go home and you don't like to play She was worrying about the phone call at home every day, and she cried a lot last week when she heard that you didn't want her to come."

Wen Hai stood up obediently and walked towards the kitchen, took two steps, turned around and backed up, stood beside Wen Zefeng, and put his hands on his shoulders.

Wen Zefeng gave a suspicious "hmm" and looked up at him.

"I'm sorry." Wen Hai whispered, "It's my fault."

Wen Zefeng looked at his back with complicated eyes, let out a soft sigh, and fell to the ground before reaching the other party's ears.

If possible, Bai Yunqi would rather hide in the study from the beginning to the end - he is an outsider after all, and this meal is not only Wen Hai's birthday party, but also Wen's family's family dinner.

But as Wen Hai said, he has a parent who loves "□□", and Wen Hai himself is both conscientious and wicked, and watching the excitement is not a big deal.

Poor Bai Yunqi was watched by Yan Wan in all directions for 5 minutes like a parade in the street. He was so nervous that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet. of.

Wen Hai had two hands of flour, and there was a white mark on his cheek. He was wearing black-rimmed glasses to study Yan Wan's newly developed recipes. The sleeves of his casual shirt were rolled up to his elbows. He wore a plain brown apron in front of him. It was too late to cut his hair, and the short hair that was standing upright was much more docile. This appearance looks like a very family-friendly man. Bai Yunqi lost his mind for a moment-why would such a person not want to have a family?

His longing for a real "home" was born, that kind of suppressed and strong longing hidden behind the pain of waiting, disappointment, despair and finally numbness is like a flammable and explosive gas tank , a little carelessness, a weak spark can burn him to the point of pain, and behind that pain, he can miraculously peel off the cocoons to find out the pleasure that cannot be stopped - this is probably what Wen Hai once described to him High drug sensations.

The "good man at home" noticed Bai Yunqi's inquiring eyes, dipped his fingers in flour and marked on the recipe, and opened his mouth to reveal his true colors: "I feed you so much meat every day and you don't even gain any fat. How can you respect that?" A pig that died for you?"

Bai Yunqi: "..."

Yan Wan covered her mouth and smiled, and squeezed a slightly loose shirt at Bai Yunqi's back, "The height is just right, but the waist can't support it, young man, take time to practice abdominal muscles, Wen Hai is like you When I was growing up, I practiced my muscles every day."

Wen Hai defended in vain: "...I was training in the police academy."

Bai Yunqi smiled and was successfully suppressed by Wen Hai with his eyes. He lowered his head cowardly to straighten his clothes, accidentally touched Yan Wan's hand, and quickly shrank back.

Yan Wanhun didn't care, and continued to expose Hai Laodi: "What kind of police academy training, obviously you were too thin at that time, I praised Tong An for her good figure, you are not convinced."

Wen Hai coughed in embarrassment, left the battlefield with the washbasin in his hand, and walked into the kitchen.

"This child." Yan Wan smiled, and continued to help Bai Yunqi organize his clothes. Since Wen Hai grew up, she has never seriously bought clothes for eighteen or nineteen-year-old boys. Four sets, adding up to more than a dozen pieces, said carefully: "This shirt and those jeans can be worn right now, you can wear that sweater when the temperature cools down a few degrees, and the leather jacket is just right when the season changes. When it’s winter, you can wear that gray sweater inside, and you’ll look energetic, and you’ll keep those fleece jeans for winter. You Xiaohai don’t like to wear long johns, so you can wear them alone. It’s not too cold here in winter. Save that woolen coat for the coldest days... I can't stop picking out clothes, and I don't know if you like it or not."

She helped Bai Yunqi roll up the sleeves of his shirt, and said: "Now you kids like to roll up your trouser legs, which makes your legs look long and energetic, but don't do this when it's colder, it's bad for your joints. You have long legs and straight legs, and then Auntie will buy you a pair of mid-cut boots, which will also look good."

Bai Yunqi's face was blushing, and he said dully, "Thank you, Auntie."

"Good boy, I heard Hai said—" Yan Wan paused for a few seconds, then subtly turned the topic: "If you don't want to go back for the Chinese New Year this year, go home and eat dumplings with Wen Hai."

Just in time, Wen Hai came out to wash his hands, heard the conversation between the two, and said to Bai Yunqi: "Kowtow to my grandpa without saying anything when you go back during the New Year, and you don't have to worry about living expenses next year."

"Don't teach Xiaoqi to be bad, I haven't settled with you yet when you cheated money at both ends." Yan Wan frowned, making a gesture to beat Wen Hai, who covered his face with both hands, raised his hands as a shield, and wobbled to hide Into the bathroom.

Yan Wan laughed, turned around and went to the kitchen, Wen Hai poked his head out from the bathroom, with a cold and indifferent expression, turned his head and saw Bai Yunqi who was still standing there, smiled a little, and said: "This dress is pretty. "

Sensitive as Bai Yunqi, he naturally didn't let go of the slightest expression change on Wen Hai's face. His face hadn't faded from the flush caused by the shyness and bewilderment just now, and he lowered his eyes and said, "Auntie has good eyesight."

Wen Hai shrugged noncommittally, turned around and continued washing his hands.

Bai Yunqi walked over, and found that the man was washing his hands in a way that was so serious and meticulous that he rubbed each finger crevice carefully, as if he wanted to pull his fingers off.Leaning against the door, he casually asked, "Brother Wen, what are your plans for the New Year?"

Wen Hai glanced at him in the mirror, "If you want to go to my grandpa's house to eat dumplings, I will accompany you back."

It took Bai Yunqi half a minute to figure out the subject, predicate and object in this sentence—it was the grandson of the Wen family who wanted to accompany him, a bastard who is not even considered a serious Bai family, back to Wen's home to celebrate the New Year... like this sentence The subtext is that if he is away during the Chinese New Year, this person will just make ends meet in this big empty house.

"If you don't want to go and eat dumplings with us at home." Wen Hai turned his head to look at Bai Yunqi, his glasses slipped because of the movement of lowering his head, just in front of the flour print, with a childish cuteness, "Do you like leeks or not?" Do you like cabbage?"

Bai Yunqi raised his hand in a strange manner, his fingertips barely touched Wen Hai's face, his heart trembled, and he wiped away the mark as if nothing had happened, "You can eat anything."

Wen Hai didn't hide, and watched Bai Yunqi withdraw his hand pretending to be calm, and said, "Then cabbage, auspicious."

"……auspicious?"

"Didn't learn Chinese?" Wen Hai flicked his finger, "Cabbage, cabbage, a lot of money, a poor family, eat cabbage to attract wealth."

The poor boy Bai Yunqi stared at the finger poked on his forehead, his eyes almost became cross-eyed, and he chewed the word "home" in Wen Hai's mouth repeatedly nervously, his eyes were amazingly bright.

He remembered Wen Hai said that the true drug addiction recovery rate is basically negligible, and the combination of physical addiction and psychological addiction can completely destroy every normal person who has been exposed to drugs, because no one wants to pursue the most extreme Pleasure, feeling that life after that is completely dull, this is to destroy a person's spiritual defense from the root and then build a new building, precise, efficient, and merciless.

Home.A voice in Bai Yunqi's heart smiled sullenly, how could you have a home? You are just a borrower, and you really treat yourself as something?

Wen Hai's lips moved, his eyes suddenly fell behind him, and he immediately put his hands away in a polite manner.

Bai Yunqi followed his gaze and turned his head, and saw Wen Zefeng, who was wearing casual sportswear to look like a suit, was standing not far away with his hands behind his back, watching the two people who were less than one meter apart.

"I asked you to help your mother with work, you are here to be lazy." Wen Zefeng said angrily, "Hurry up and peel the garlic."

Wen Hai wanted to roll his eyes, but the eyeballs just moved up a few millimeters and then fell down. He pretended to be convinced and walked towards the kitchen. Before he reached the door, he heard Wen Zefeng say softly, "Yun Qi also go to help, you Auntie is making stewed noodles today, would you choose beans?"

"Yes!" Bai Yunqi nodded hastily, and glanced at Wen Hai hastily while speaking, "I'll change my clothes and go."

It's been more than two months since Bai Yunqi came to Wen Hai's house, and Wen Hai thought that the heaviest job he ever had to do was to take out the garbage on the way downstairs, even though he was not born with dishcloth and detergent , even reluctant to let him wash the dishes - this brat wanted to be active, but he was violently expelled by him a few times for grabbing work. Wen Zefeng was fine, he didn't even say a word of greeting when he came up, and he just ordered him like this up.

"Bureaucracy is terrible," Wen Hai said unwillingly, "Are you so easy to order any son?"

Wen Zefeng said leisurely: "Well... I don't know how to order my own son around."

"That's because I'm someone else's grandson every day outside." Wen Hai replied calmly, "I don't believe you let grandpa call me around."

After he finished speaking, he paused, and quickly dodged to the side, avoiding the kick of Wen Zefeng, who came from the third place in the amateur group of the provincial Sanda competition in the early years.

A stumbling Bai Yunqi was pushed: "..."

Why didn't he realize that Wen Hai deserved a beating before?

Wen Zefeng patted the seam of his trousers, and said flatly: "If you don't want to embarrass yourself in front of your children, go to work quickly."

After he finished speaking, he smiled at Bai Yunqi, who was being used as a cover by Wen Hai... This man's intentions were probably good, but he maintained a serious and dignified image for a long time, the corners of his mouth were tense, and he couldn't help but manipulate the bruises on his face. Muscles that have been stiff for many years have naturally become a kind of chilling meaning.

"..."

Wen Hai and Bai Yunqi flew separately at the imminent disaster, one shouted "Mom, let me come" and fled to the kitchen with strides, and the other started to perform the magical power of "Actually, I don't exist and you can't see me", and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Behind the study door.

"These two children..." Wen Zefeng shook his head, stared at the wooden door of the study for a moment, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message, rolled up his sleeves and entered the kitchen.

Wen Hai just started squatting on the ground, groping for fish and stealthily peeling garlic, when a shadow suddenly appeared above his head, he subconsciously protected his head first: "Why did you bring this to chase me?!"

Wen Zefeng saw him pretending to be crazy, and kicked Wen Hai's ass lightly, "He's almost thirty, he looks like an adult."

A few seconds after the voice fell to the ground, although the smile on the corners of Wen Hai's eyes and brows still remained, the expression on Wen Hai's face that was still playful just now had become inhumanly indifferent. , after receiving Wen Zefeng's warning gaze, he suddenly exploded and said, "Does the person who registered for my account agree with me when you said I was thirty?"

In a blink of an eye, the look of a young man returned to his face, and even his tone of voice was just right for frivolity and vitality, and there was a hint of coquettishness.

Wen Zefeng took a deep look at him, his scrutinizing eyes circled half a circle, and fell on Bai Yunqi who was standing at the door of the kitchen half a minute ago, and said kindly: "Xiao Qi, let's go choose vegetables."

Wen Hai paused when he peeled the garlic, and his fingers pinching a garlic clove almost pinched the clove in the crack.

"You know how to command other people's children." Yan Wan picked up Wen Hai's big banner, and began to criticize the evil bureaucracy, "Xiao Qi went to watch TV, you come to work."

One thing after another, Wen Zefeng took the vegetable basket resignedly, and kicked the snickering Wen Hai when he passed by.Naturally, Bai Yunqi didn't really watch TV, and took the vegetable basket from Wen Zefeng's hand very perceptively, "Let me choose, uncle, you sit and chat with auntie."

"Wen Hai," Wen Zefeng was not polite, handed the vegetable basket to Bai Yunqi, and slapped Wen Hai coldly without changing his expression, "You 28's should learn from these [-]'s."

Yan Wan found a place for her son: "Isn't Xiaoqi almost... ten or nineteen?"

Wen Hai: "... I really thank you."

"..."