Chapter 2. There is also a daughter

The ancestors of the An family accumulated good deeds and left a property of more than 300 square meters in the center of the town for their descendants.

Thanks to this, Anjia still earns a considerable income even if he does not work. Today in 2006, although he is not rich, he still has enough food and clothing.

Mother An passed away a long time ago.

Leave Anting and An’s father behind.

For a long time, father and son depended on each other and lived a good life. As long as they did not seek death, they would not die.

As An Ting grew up and entered the rebellious period, the generation gap between An Ting's father and his son became wider and wider. He had nothing to do and gradually became a little lonely.

A few days ago, I met an aunt, and a dead tree suddenly became a spring. Just when An's father wanted to take control of his own happiness again, his son tried his best to stop her.

In his previous life, on the one hand, it was out of his feelings for his mother, and on the other hand, it was the lingering remnants of his rebellious period. Anting said he was unwilling to see his father remarry, so he beat the couple.

Although Dad An wanted to pursue his own happiness, the person he cherished most in the world was his son, so he respected his son's wishes and gave up that aunt and did not remarry.

Without a romantic sustenance, An’s father switched from family to career and changed the rent-collecting building at home into a factory. He transformed from a lessor to a boss and opened a clothing factory.

However.

How can a father who has never struggled in his life have any business ability? As mentioned before, if he doesn’t seek death, he will not die. The problem is that he seeks death.

Was directly fooled.

And Anting didn’t study hard either. After graduating from junior high school, he went to a technical secondary school. He thought he could be a charterer in the future and just win, but he didn’t expect that all his family’s properties were lost.

The reason for all this is that I don’t allow my father to get married a second time.

The solution is very clear, I agree directly!

Idiot dad, let me have a good relationship and don’t do bad business.

The first step for others to be reborn is to pursue their first love or plan a business plan; but for me, Anting, the first step to rebirth is to agree to my father’s remarriage.

　…

Anjia is located in an ancient street called Bauhinia Street in my hometown town. There is a wooden archway at the entrance of the street. Passing through the archway is a main street. On one side of the main street It is a residential area and on the other side is a fish pond.

There is a row of redbud trees planted beside the fish pond, which are in full bloom during the flowering season.

The beginning of the residential area wasA basketball court + ancestral hall.

If my hometown is an antique town, then Bauhinia Street should be the most charming part.

The flat and straight street has a faint smell of fish ponds blowing from one side. This is the smell of hometown, well... it actually doesn’t smell good...

Turning the corner Later, on the uneven bluestone alley, the outer walls of the houses on both sides were covered with moss and peeling lime. The young man was originally in a hurry, but he involuntarily slowed down as he walked.

I am timid about being close to home.

Very quickly.

When Anting returned home, he happened to see his father, dressed in fisherman’s clothing, getting off a motorcycle with a bucket in his hands.

We have a car at home, but my father prefers to ride a motorcycle.

"Dad!"

A slightly hoarse voice, mixed with a hint of exhaustion, emanated from a 29-year-old soul. Anting forgot that he was still wearing roller skates. Beware of a fall.

My father didn’t even want the bucket, so he hurriedly stepped forward to help me.

"Don't run so fast while wearing roller skates!"

Over the years, no matter how rebellious his son is, he has always been his only relative. Dad An loves this very much. Son, it’s just that the grown man cannot speak out and rarely communicates with him on weekdays.

　The silence belongs only to men.

It is precisely this silence that makes it difficult for the father and son to understand each other well enough to get into each other's hearts.

"Hmm..."

As he spoke, Anting carefully looked at his father's face. Father An, who was less than 40 years old this year, was a little fat, but he didn't see much. Traces left by many years.

In my previous life, my father’s clothing business was not bleak, and even prospered for a while. However, he mainly exported, dealt with foreigners, did not follow martial ethics, and had difficulty collecting payments.

The downstream does not give money, while the upstream suppliers and workers press for money.

In order to collect payment, he personally went to Southeast Asia and was hospitalized, almost unable to come back.

Later, we suffered serious losses and had to sell the business.

Finally, the impoverished father An, a smoker and alcoholic, contracted cancer four years ago and passed away five years later with endless regret.

The scene returns to this moment.

Maybe Father An saw that the atmosphere was good and thought of his recent acquaintance with an aunt, so he took the initiative and said: "Son, Dad has something to say to you..."

coming!

　 coming!

Go straight to the point.

An Ting took a deep breath and showed a calm expression, "Well, you tell me."

Seeing this, An's father was a little surprised. He always felt that his son was a little a little bit today. It's different. Although I had doubts in my heart, I didn't dare to hesitate. I had to seize the opportunity and said: "Son, it's like this... I met an aunt some time ago..."

It was still difficult to say.

I don’t even know how to communicate with my son in daily life, and now I have to tell the love story between an uncle and an aunt, which is even more difficult.

What's more, An's father's educational level is not high, and his language and organizational skills are average. He did not study hard back then and only graduated from junior high school.

An Ting looked at his father who could not speak, and there was no ink mark, and said directly: "So, you are together?"

"No...no, no, not yet, not yet Being together...it doesn't take care of your feelings."

Given the father's understanding of his son, this matter is very difficult.

Anting, who has been very rebellious in recent years, is basically unable to accept someone's involvement in his family.

Unexpectedly.

The next second, Anting said cheerfully: "Dad, I have no objection, we can be together if you like."

"Well, I also know that it is difficult for you to accept it. ...Um, what did you just say?" Dad An was talking to himself, but halfway through, he was stunned. He even suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.

An Ting repeated word by word: "I said - I! Agree! Agree!"

"No...why can't you think of me today? Too the same?"

I always feel that my son is a different person today.

The anger has dissipated and I have matured a lot.

Faced with An’s father’s doubts, Anting was well prepared.

He was a business person in his previous life and usually prepared his words in advance.

“Next week is the 100-day swearing-in ceremony for the high school entrance examination. I just... suddenly reflected on myself and felt that I couldn’t go on like this. I wanted to try to change, I wanted to be responsible for myself, and I didn’t want to be too much. Interfering in your affairs...it's better not to ask. It's awkward for two boys to talk about this kind of topic...Anyway, I agreed. Do you mean you don't want me to agree?"

There was a hint of embarrassment and confusion in his words. Impatient, very consistent with his tone and characteristics of his age.

The embarrassment is genuine, but the impatience is feigned, in line with his temper.

AnbaWhen dad heard the last sentence, he became anxious on the spot, "No, no, no, it's better to agree, it's best to agree!"

When Dad An heard the 100-day oath, his doubts were relieved a lot—— Adolescent boys do seem to grow explosively at a certain point.

In any case, my son’s consent and growth are a gratifying thing.

It seems that when I return home, I have to offer a stick of incense to my deceased wife.

I have to apologize to that person, I am getting remarried...

"Well, strike while the iron is hot, today is Friday, let's meet tomorrow at seven o'clock Saturday night , let you meet that aunt, and her daughter, and get to know each other!"

　"Hmm!"

　"Hmm...?"

"Ah...?!"

As the three modal particles appeared one after another, Anting's head became more and more tilted. Just now... I seemed to have heard some strange information.

Daughter?

Why didn’t you tell me that that aunt had a daughter in my previous life?