Fang Su got out of the car, his expression showing indescribable indifference.
"Xiao Fang, didn't we all agree at home that we should talk to our children well when we see them?"
This was the voice of Mr. Feng. He walked up to Fang Su as soon as he got off the car, frowned imperceptibly, and gave a warning.
"Brother Yan, go in first."
Feng Yi had no expression on his face and greeted Mo Hong to enter the courtyard, but he was blocking the entrance of the courtyard and looked at Mr. Feng coldly: "Why, what do you want to say to me when you come here today?"
The words were spoken to Mr. Feng.
"It's the first day of the Lunar New Year. Your mother and I are here, and you're going to let us stand here and talk to you?"
Mr. Feng said calmly: "Why don't you come home with us? Let's sit down at our own home and explain all the grievances you have suffered over the years."
"I said I have no home, and I also said I have nothing to do with you anymore."
Looking directly into Mr. Feng's eyes, Feng Yi showed no fear at all. He said: "You go, you don't need a son anyway, and since I have severed ties with you, you can just treat me as dead!"
Fang Su's anger kept rising, but with Mr. Feng's words in front of her, she could only contain her emotions and said word by word: "Sever the relationship? Do you think you can sever my relationship with just one word?" Your dad, and what’s the relationship with the family? You were born to me. I worked hard to conceive you for ten months and gave birth to you with my life. You were raised by your dad and me for more than ten years. If you just cut off the relationship, you can break up with us. Draw a clear line? Feng Yi, where is your conscience?"
"My conscience was eaten by dogs!"
Feng Yi said calmly: "After saying so much, does Ms. Fang want me to return my life to you? If so, I will satisfy you!" As the voice fell, Feng Yi turned around and walked into the courtyard. The kitchen brought out a kitchen knife.
Mr. Feng and the two followed them into the courtyard, and saw Feng Yi holding a kitchen knife and looking at them: "You want my life, right? I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you right now!" After saying that, he raised the kitchen knife and put it close to his neck. .
"Feng Yi, you are crazy!"
Mo Hao came out of the house, grabbed the kitchen knife from Feng Yi's hand, and slapped him casually. His eyes were splitting, and he angrily shouted: "Do you have a brain? You only have one life. If you lose it, you will be completely gone." , how can you joke with your own life?"
The moment the kitchen knife in Feng Yi's hand was about to touch the necks of Mr. Feng and Fang Su, their faces turned pale. If they hadn't been supporting each other, they would have fallen to the ground together.
"Brother Yan, I'm not joking...I really feel that living is very tiring...and they, my biological parents, they gave me a life, and now they want to take my life back, I naturally have to fulfill their wishes !”
Feng was also smiling, but his smile was bitter and astringent, and it was even more heartbreaking than crying.
"You brat, since when did I want your life?" Mr. Feng's mouth trembled with anger: "Your mother and I came here to take you home."
Fang Su stepped forward and slapped Feng Yi twice in the face. She said sternly: "Wronged? Do you think you have been wronged at home these years? Is it because I didn't feed you or clothe you? Or I didn’t provide for you to go to school? Why do you feel wronged? Now that you want to die in front of me, you want me to take my life, right? How can you say your heart is so vicious? "
There were two more slaps, and Fang Su didn't know whether it was for show or for some other reason. In short, he burst into tears at this moment:
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