Whether you are a commoner or a high-ranking official, as soon as you return to your family, various problems will inevitably arise.
Man, after all, is not God.
When ordinary people are still imitating the ridiculous scenes of the rich and wealthy families of the upper class drinking and eating, little do they know that such a group of people will be beaten and upset by some trivial things in their parents' lives. Often, these seemingly trivial daily things will turn out to be... The family's prosperity gradually expanded.
People like He Panshan can foresee their son's future ten years from now.
And this future is completely different from the future Wen Liang told He Tianran.
"Did anyone tell you about the future? Then I remember what I said not long ago. If you continue like this, I will help you pay rent, water and electricity for the last time. Do you want to try it too?"
He Panshan calmed down his anger and issued an ultimatum in a deep voice.
"Well, I understand dad, you don't have to worry about me anymore."
Seeing that He Tianran no longer flinched in the past, He Panshan vaguely remembered how he was disobedient to his father when he was young.
At that time, I yelled at the old man that rock and roll will never die, but the old man covered his chest, pointed at his nose and cursed to die quickly.
The father and son of the previous generation did not reach a reconciliation until their death.
Now it's his turn. He Panshan finally feels the old man's original mood to this day.
That is the road that the fathers worked hard to pave for the younger generations, but in their eyes, it seems that it is not worth mentioning.
He Panshan himself took countless detours before finally getting back on the right path. He didn't want to see his son hit his head and bleed.
"I'm full, so I'm going back first to see if I can catch up with evening self-study."
He Tianran stood up, said goodbye to his father and stepmother, and then turned around and left without a trace of nostalgia.
People at the dinner table had different expressions. Tao Wei looked at her husband's brows that were twisted into the Chinese character "Chuan", He Yuanchong lowered his head, and the five fingers under the table moved in sequence like waves on his lap, while outsiders thanked him. Yanyan couldn't tell the situation at all.
In the end, Tao Wei put the vegetables into He Panshan's bowl and said, "You still have to take care of it."
He Panshan did not move his chopsticks. He shook his head, poured himself a glass of wine, and sighed slowly:
"He's still a kid after all."
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He Tianran went out, and the housekeeper Wang Ma followed him. When the two of them walked some distance away, the frightened old woman stepped forward.
"Xiao Tianran, your father is doing this for your own good. There are some things that others can't even ask for..."
He Tianran said patiently:
"The Wang Mama I know is... these words always come out. My mother chose to divorce because she couldn't stand my father's character. I didn't want to end up making trouble like her, so I took advantage of my father's still thinking that I was a When I was a child, if I was more willful and naive, he would think that I was just a teenager and turn a blind eye, so that I could take a breath and do what I wanted to do."
People all over the world say that no one knows a son better than his father, but the opposite is true, so why not?
After hearing this, Wang Ma looked at the young man in front of her in fascination. She couldn't help but gently touch his childish but increasingly angular face with her palms. Her eyes had the unique kindness of the elders, and she murmured:
"Xiao Tianran, you have really grown up a lot this year..."
He Tianran put his hand on the hand of this old woman who was second only to his mother in his heart, enjoying this rare tenderness that only existed between relatives.
The two walked in the garden of the villa and chatted for a long time. Wang Ma was old and never stopped talking. She always told this and worried about that, and He Tianran also agreed to it one by one. Not the slightest bit bored.
Before going out, Wang Ma took out a bank card. He Tianran refused in every possible way, but she still couldn't escape the old woman's tight grasp.
"I pay for your living expenses. Lao He will check it every month. I know you young people are used to spending a lot of money. You can take the 50,000 yuan first. If your dad doesn't let me pay next month, you You can also hold on for a while and show your dad that you can live well without him, Xiao Tianran. If you run out, tell me secretly."
The old woman warned, as if her money was earned by He Tianran himself. What she could see in her already white eyebrows was that this child had made a difference.
An inexplicable emotion rushed into his eyes. He Tianran looked away, not daring to look at the old woman.
Seeing that the child was stubbornly refusing to open his hands, Mother Wang stuffed the card into his school uniform pocket. When the child was about to make a move, she straightened his clothes and stopped continuing the topic.
"Mom Wang, there is something you must promise me, Xiao Tianran."
He Tianran took a deep breath and looked at the old woman again: "You tell me, I will definitely promise you."
Wang Ma smiled kindly and said, "Your mother left you, and your father doesn't care about you. If you have a girlfriend again in the future, bring her back to me, and Wang Ma will take care of it for you! Originally, your father I want to introduce Yanyan to you..."
"Wang Ma..."
For the first time, He Tianran couldn't help but interrupt the old housekeeper's chatter.
"Look at you, you are so thin-skinned. No wonder your dad said you were hit by the breakup. As a man, you should be thicker-skinned..."
"I see!"
He Tianran really couldn't stand the old man saying such things to him directly, so he could only agree awkwardly.
Ten minutes later, under the watch of the old woman, the boy finally walked out of the house.
He rejected Wang Ma's offer to arrange a vehicle to take him home, but walked back to the city alone.
It was completely dark now. He touched the bank card in his bag and felt filled with emotion.
The fact that Wang Ma can give herself money means that she has concluded that her father will really not care about her next month. Although the rent is paid annually, she needs to earn the daily water, electricity and living expenses by herself.
This is He Panshan forcing He Tianran to obey, and he is only a high school student. Without this card, he really doesn't know how to balance life and study.
People always have to bear the consequences of the choices they make.
And the root cause of all this is just a September butterfly flapping its wings.
Is the future good or bad?
He Tianran stopped and walked, feeling depressed. He did not go to school and decided to find a place to indulge.
He walked into a game arcade, wanting to retaliate and buy a basket of game coins to play to his heart's content. Even if it didn't work, he could just listen to the noise. He liked hearing the clattering sound very much, but the waiter told him , their game consoles here can all be scanned and paid for, so there is no need to buy any more game coins.
Although He Tianran was disappointed, it was still very easy to make some noise in the game city. He came to the Taiko Master Machine, scanned the code, took out the drum sticks, and directly chose the song "Yu Xuan Chaos", which was the most difficult in the game. .
Audio games are indeed a niche within a niche in China, but if you play well, they are also the most suitable for pretending to be X.
When the song started, He Tianran's drum sticks were flying in his hands, and there seemed to be afterimages in his hands. He was playing with great joy. The dense and dazzling red and blue notes were all passed. The number of consecutive hits displayed on the upper left corner of the screen continued to skyrocket. Soon his crazy tapping attracted a large crowd of people.
The intensive drum beats are like a storm, and He Tianran is highly concentrated. He is really good at playing games, and his games are never divided by type. As long as he is interested, he can play well.
"Yada!! Yada!! Yada! Yada~~~!!"
When he successfully finished the last hit, He Tianran achieved a complete success in this song. This was something that had never happened before. He jumped up excitedly and shouted loudly in Japanese, very casually, Facing the astonishment of the people around him, he didn't care at all.
"He Tianran, why are you as excited as a monkey? I recorded it!"
Just as the boy was cheering selflessly, he heard someone calling his name. He ignored it for a moment. After a few seconds, he suddenly turned around after retreating from excitement and found that Wen Liang was standing behind him with a smile on his phone.
He suddenly felt as if someone had tapped his acupuncture points. He looked at Wen Liang stupidly, thinking that he was in a dream.
