Chapter 63 Family (01)

Life in my senior year is still full of stress. After a month of hard study, I was exhausted physically and mentally. However, as long as I saw the smile on the corner of my mother's mouth, I felt that it was all worth it.

On the second day after the monthly exam, I was off on Saturday. My mother went out to work early in the morning because of work.

I was bored and didn't want to do my homework. Suddenly, I remembered that I often played a video on Douyin with a movie called Interstellar. I was not interested in watching movies. I thought it was a science fiction movie after all, and I was fantastic. I opened a video member and took out my snacks and lay on the bed in the most comfortable position to enjoy this comfortable moment.

As the movie progress bar moved, I felt more and more shocked the movie brought me, and it deserves its reputation.

Just as I was watching with relish, the doorbell rang. Could it be that my mother is back?I pressed the pause and took a few big steps to the door.

When I opened the door, I was quite surprised by the people standing at the door.

dad?

I haven't seen my dad for a long time. There was a bit of vicissitudes on his face in one of his Chinese characters. After seeing me, the corners of his mouth were pulled apart, and then he looked behind me and asked in a low voice:

Is your mom at home?

Mom, she went to work.I shook my head and said, my dad seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

After a long silence, my dad suddenly patted my shoulder and smiled and said, "I've grown taller again."Dad glanced at the time and said:

If you don’t have any meals, let’s go and have a meal together. Dad invites you to a big meal.

I thought that I hadn't eaten yet, and I hadn't seen my dad for so long, so I responded: Good Ah.My dad couldn't hide his joy when he heard this, so he took me downstairs to the community parking lot.

Son, get in the car.My dad enthusiastically opened the passenger door for me. After I sat down, my dad closed the door and returned to the driver's seat and started his Audi.

Your mom...is she... okay recently?My dad turned on the fire, stared at the windshield and asked, I tied my seat belt and replied:

fine.

Is it really good?Probably not.

My dad held the steering wheel in both hands but did not step on the accelerator. He lowered his head and sighed softly, and then asked in a jokey tone:

After divorced me... there should be a lot of people chasing your mother, right?

I was stunned for a moment when I heard this. My father's words should not be simply caring. Could it be that he has not let go of his mother yet, so he took this to find out my words?

I actually felt a sense of competition, and then I felt that this feeling was too unreasonable. Seeing that I did not respond, my father smiled bitterly and patted my shoulder:

Son, Dad, I'm sorry for you. If it weren't for me, our family wouldn't have broken up.

Even though I didn't agree with the introduction, I could understand what my dad meant.

Is it all my father’s fault?I also have a share of this result, and this result is what I am hoping to happen.

Thinking of this, guilt and sadness arose, and I cried like a child who had made a mistake.

My dad patted me again to show comfort and immediately started the vehicle.

Along the way, my dad kept looking for topics to chat with me, and emphasized not to tell my mom about what happened today. He drove all the way to a high-end restaurant. My dad had booked a room in advance, but before waiting for a long time, the waiter served a table of dishes.

Dad, how can we finish eating so many dishes?I couldn't help but complain, and my dad touched my head in a doting way and said:

You are growing up now, so you have to eat more.

My dad may feel that he is a little guilty to me and always talks to me with a little favor, but this is normal. After all, I have basically never cared about me since I was a child, and after I divorced my mom, I ignored me. Although I don’t care about this, my dad may not think so.

I have to say that the food in this restaurant is indeed delicious, but because there are too many dishes, half of them have not been eliminated when they are 80% full.

Son, Dad tells you something.My dad picked up a dish for me. After swallowing the food wrapped in my mouth, I looked at my dad in confusion:

What's wrong, dad?

I might be getting married.As soon as my dad said this, I was stunned for a moment and asked silly:

Who are you going to marry?

My dad took a sip of tea to cover up his embarrassment and said hesitantly:

And... your aunt Zhang may be next month.

Aunt Zhang?Of course I have never heard of Aunt Zhang, which my dad said, but I think it should be the woman my dad cheated on. After digesting the shock in my heart, I smiled and said:

Then...congratulations?

Actually, I have no objection to whom my dad gets married. As long as I don’t remarry my mom, I don’t think too much about it. My dad continued:

I hope you can come on the day I get married.

This...it's enough as long as my mother agrees.I didn't agree to my father positively, and his expression became a little dim. Although I felt guilty, I would not change my opinion. In my heart, my mother is always the most important thing.

After dinner, it was almost evening. My dad took me to the entrance of the community but didn't drive in. I thought it was to avoid meeting my mother.

I quickly went upstairs and opened the door. My mother was back and sat at the table full of food. I thought I was waiting for me to come back to eat together.

where have you been?I don’t answer the phone call, don’t you know you’re hungry?My mother stared at me and said unhappily. Then I remembered that I forgot to bring my phone when I went out. At the same time, I felt guilty that I betrayed my mother and I was inexplicably guilty, so I pulled an excuse while changing my shoes:

Classmate asked me for an appointment.

Wash your hands and eat.My mother glanced at me and didn't continue asking. After washing my hands, I felt guilty and didn't tell my mother that I had already eaten it. After eating a bowl, I was already stretched out my belly and stretched out again.

I'm stuffed.I burped and put down the bowl. My mother, who was sitting opposite me, looked up at me, put down her chopsticks, and said unhappily:

Is it full after eating a bowl?

It's Ah... Maybe it's because of the recent weather, which leads to a bad appetite.Because of my inexplicable guilt, my tone of speaking was very unnatural. My mother stared at me for a moment and said:

Are you eating junk food outside again?

It turns out that my mother misunderstood me, so I followed the steps and said:

I did eat some.

When my mother heard this, she opened her mouth, and seemed to want to teach me a lesson, but in the end she sighed and continued to bury her head to eat.

After a while, I felt that this guilt was too inexplicable, and for some other reasons, I didn’t want to hide it from my mother anymore.

Mom...I'll tell you something.

Um?My mother looked up at me, and I looked into the living room and whispered:

But you must not be angry.

What moths have you messed with outside again?My mother immediately put down her chopsticks, held her hands in front of her chest, and stared at me with displeasure.