A Serious Person Who Writes A Diary - CH 21
When Wen Xia just brought the cat back, Comrade Wen threatened him every three days and said he would throw the cat away. Although he knew that this little old urchin was bluffing, he couldn’t stop him from talking about it every day, so he simply bought two monitors. He installed one in the living room and one in his own room. If someone attacks Wen Dage, these can all record the criminal evidence.
Wen Shanhai hummed and stopped.
Later, when he moved out, Wen Xia took one of them with him and kept one in his room.
Wen Shanhai cooked at noon, and the two of them ate. He insisted on cooking five or six dishes and Wen Xia couldn’t stop him.
“Any guests at noon?” Wen Xia asked.
Wen Shanhai smiled mysteriously and didn’t answer. He hummed a little tune and brought the last beef blood soup to the table: “Look at what you’re wearing, so casual, go back to your room and change your clothes.”
Wen Xia stood still, with suspicious eyes sweeping back and forth on his father’s face.
“Go!”
Wen Xia went back to his room to change clothes and had a bad feeling in his heart. This hunch soon came true. As soon as he took off his shirt, he heard Wen Shanhai’s warm and hospitable voice from downstairs: “Come on, come in, come in and sit. Here are the slippers—this is your son? Oops, really What a talent!”
This is a very familiar word.
Sometimes Wen Xia really thinks that it is not unreasonable for his old comrade Wen to be neighbors with Fang Lianshu across from him for so many years.
He changed his clothes and went downstairs, and Wen Shanhai immediately pulled him over: “Come on, Xiao Xia, say hello, this is Dr. Liao, you can call him Uncle Liao. This is Liao Xingshen, your uncle Liao’s son, more than you. How much? Are you two years older? ”
Dr. Liao said, “My son is 28 this year.”
“That’s two years older,” Wen Shanhai said happily, “you have to call Brother Shen.”
“well, they are all junior generations, and there is no difference between two years. There is no need to worry about it.”
The two fathers chatted very happily, Wen Xia and Liao Xingshen looked at each other, but they didn’t have time to take back their astonishment.
“Should I say… a coincidence?” Liao Xingshen smiled a little helplessly, and said in a voice that only two people could hear when shaking hands.
“It’s quite a coincidence.” Wen Xia glanced at his father.
This meal is not a simple meal. Wen Shanhai and Dr. Liao come and go at the dinner table. Most of the topics are about their sons or both. If he can’t hear the parents’ intentions anymore, then Wen Xia can take out his brain and cook it in the hot pot.
“My son said he was going to study medicine at the time, and he gave me a lot of joy. Thinking about our hospital, I thought we could leave it to him in the future. Who knows, hey, this stinky boy went to study veterinary medicine! This annoys me… “…”
“Veterinarians are fine, now who doesn’t keep a small pet?”
“Yeah, I also thought later, you can just learn and be happy with yourself, right? He’s opening a pet hospital now, and that’s pretty cool. Not bad.”
“It’s a coincidence, isn’t it? Our little Xia has a cat, or a puppet cat! A very beautiful kitten.”
“Really? Where? I didn’t see it when I entered the house.”
“I didn’t bring it with when he came back. He is now working as a game studio by himself, and he moved out to live outside, and the kitten is with him. He told me yesterday that the kitten is sick – gastroenteritis, right?”
Wen Xia was suddenly asked , under Liao Xingshen’s strange gaze, nodded calmly: “Yes.”
Doctor Liao cared: “Is it serious, have you gone to see a doctor? If not, just take it to Xingshen later, his medical skills are good and there is nothing to nitpick about .”
Wen Xia: “I’ve seen a doctor, there’s no problem now.” It was your son who I showed it to.
“That’s fine,” Dr. Liao nodded and changed the conversation, “Are you playing games now?”
Wen Shanhai took over the conversation: “Yeah! He has his own game studio, sigh, like you, I used to think about handing over the company to him in the future, isn’t it because he doesn’t want to. I think it’s okay as long as he is happy.”
“That’s right! Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, they can do whatever they like. As parents, it’s enough to support them -to tell you the truth, my son also studies games! ”
“Ooh, he’s so good.”
Isn’t this a fucking blind date?
Wen Xia was sitting on pins and needles with the bowl in hand. One minute seemed as long as a century. He really didn’t understand Comrade Wen Shanhai’s move at this step.
He glanced at Liao Xingshen and found that this one was even more of a heavyweight. The amazing thing is that when the topic comes to him, he can still look up and smile back at the old fathers in time, saying things including but not limited to “yes”, “isn’t it”, “indeed”, “no no” and so on.
Wen Xia would like to call him a master of fooling.
The old fathers talked and laughed about their children, and finally saw that the two children had finished eating, and said, “Okay, you two don’t sit here stupidly, we can’t chat with you two here, go out for a walk. Chat and digest your food.”
Dr. Liao: “Hey, right, isn’t there a movie that is very popular recently, you two can go to a movie if you have nothing to do.”
——Wen Xia was kicked out of the house just like that. Bringing Liao Xingshen along. The two looked at each other silently for five seconds at the door of the house, and Liao Xingshen
spoke first: “Your cat also has gastroenteritis?”
Wen Xia didn’t say anything, and asked him, “Do you want to go to the movies?”
“Do you really want to go?” Wen Xia asked, “You can’t see what they mean?”
“Of course, my dad said the purpose of this meal on the way,” Liao Xingshen smiled warmly, “but don’t worry, I don’t mean that.”
Of course Wen Xia didn’t mean that either. The two walked out of the front yard to the house opposite. The door suddenly opened, Fang Huai turned the car key and walked out, the small whistle in his mouth stopped the moment he saw Wen Xia.
He jumped down the small steps in two steps in three steps, and walked towards Wen Xia at a pace that his six relatives did not recognize: “Who do you think…”
“Can you change your lines?” Wen Xia interrupted ruthlessly.
Fang Huai jumped up immediately: “You take care of Laozhi!”
“Who cares about you,” Wen Xia glanced at the car keys in his hand, “Going out? Which sports car are you driving today? The one you gave me?”
“Can you please not mention? If you don’t mention this, are you going to die of poverty?”
“Isn’t it just that you’re so poor, and isn’t it time for you to give me the car?”
“You…”
Fang Huai turned his head away in anger without saying “you”. After a while a brand new blue sports car drove out of the garage, sped past without stopping, and quickly disappeared from view.
Liao Xingshen: “This is?”
Wen Xia shook his head: “Evil fate” The two walked forward slowly, Wen Xia glanced at Liao Xingshen, and couldn’t help but say, “You and Lin Feng Qi have known each other for a long time ?”
Liao Xingshen replied: “Not that long, just two years. Ah Mo was picked up by him and we met when he brought it to the clinic for treatment.”
Wen Xia said “oh”.
“What about you?” Liao Xingshen asked, “Why did you suddenly ‘share the lease’?”
He slowly emphasized the word “shared lease”, originally intending to imply that Wen Xia knew that their relationship was not normal,but it sounds different in Wen Xia’s ears.
Is this guilt? Wen Xia thought, emphasizing the word “shared lease”, is he also warning him?
His heart sank, suddenly he had no interest in chatting, and said in a muffled voice, “I won’t live with him for long. ” Wen Xia didn’t want to tie himself to someone who didn’t like him for the rest of his life, even though he gave a lot… But he needs to be a man! Still gotta have the guts!
What’s the matter with 200,000? If Wen Xia took over Comrade Wen’s company one day, he might earn more than this!
Wen Xia gritted his teeth secretly, but didn’t notice that Liao Xingshen’s expression was contemplative, and then he shook his head and sighed.
Liao Xingshen was really a little curious about how Lin Feng Qi was chasing people, and how could the other party come to such a conclusion? Can it even work?
d Wen Xia listened to the sighs of the person beside him, his fighting spirit with gnashing teeth went out again, and it turned into a breath of unresolved anger, which was heavily blocked in his heart.
The master wants him to hurry up, pack up the bed and leave quickly…
He thought about it, but in the end he couldn’t help but scold Lin Feng Qi in his heart, why is he always delaying people, delaying him Wen Xia alone is not enough, and now he is delaying others. Lin Feng Qi, can you fucking do it?
After walking such a long distance, the two had already walked out of the range that the two old fathers could see through the window, so they simply stopped pretending. Liao Xingshen left first, saying before leaving, “Just tell them that something urgent came up in the clinic, they can’t blame you.”
So Wen Xia scolded Lin Feng Qi again in his heart.
He is really not human, Lin Feng Qi, why should you let good men wait for you one after another.
Watching Liao Xingshen leave, Wen Xia didn’t go home immediately. Liao Xingshen was not bad, but couldn’t really be held responsible. Wen Xia walked home slowly after sitting in a nearby coffee shop for two hours.
When the dinner was over, Dr. Liao had already left. Comrade Wen Shanhai drank some wine and hummed a little tune while clearing the table.
“I’ll do it. Stop messing around and get some rest.” Wen Xia took the bowl and chopsticks from him.
Wen Shanhai didn’t reject it, and his expression became sad when he watched his son lift up his sleeves to clean up the scraps. After losing his wife, he dragged his son alone. This son has been doted on for most of his life. How could he be willing to let him wash dishes and do housework in the past? Anyway, the family has money, so it is enough to hire a housekeeper to do this kind of work. His son should be surrounded by people and be the most carefree little prince.
But now…
Probably after drinking, Wen Shanhai couldn’t help but feel melancholy: “Xiao Xia, it’s my father who is useless, if it wasn’t for my father… ah…” He began to wipe his tears as he spoke.
Comrade Lao Wen hurts his temperament when he drinks, but Wen Xia is used to it. He is funny and helpless: “Okay, let’s rest. If you are useless, I am your son. An old and useless person with a small useless person?”
“Don’t say that,” Wen Shanhai frowned and corrected seriously, “My son is promising in everything!”
“Okay.”
Wen Shanhai shook his head and went to the living room to lie down, Wen Xia cleaned up the mess after the meal and poured Wen Shanhai a cup of warm honey water: “Come on, drink it for your hangover.”
Wen Shanhai propped himself up, drank two sips of honey water, and suddenly said, “Son, do you think Liao Xingshen is good? How is it?”
The author has something to say:
Xia Xia: He likes him…
Boss Lin: He likes him..