First floor, Qin Che's bedroom.
While knitting a sweater, Feng Jingrou lamented that teenage boys were difficult to mess with.
Qin Ling, who was so sensible, became emotionally unstable due to hormones.
Qin Che was so immersed in the story he was writing that he didn't hear his mother's words, and even blocked out the sound of Zhao Guihua excitedly shouting "Open the door!"
Feng Jingrou: "Hey! Here I come!"
Before she even put her knitting needles into the basket, Qin Ling ran down the stairs and into the yard like a gust of wind.
"Mom, I'll go open the door! Don't come out of the house! Don't come out!" He shouted as he ran.
Feng Jingrou: “…”
It's really rare to see my second son so lively. This is how young people should be.
The thought changed Feng Jingrou's mind and she became worried again.
Qin Ling's personality suddenly changed. Could it be that he was stimulated by her falling into the water?
Adolescents are prone to psychological problems. Feng Jingrou thought to herself that she must find an opportunity to have a good talk with Qin Ling tonight.
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Qin Ling opened the door and went out, then closed it behind him.
As if afraid that someone would force their way in, he blocked the door with his body.
"Qin Ling, where is your mother?" Zhao Guihua was so excited that she asked Qin Ling with a smile. She couldn't imagine how happy Xiao Feng would be to see Qin Zheng.
"My mother isn't home."
Qin Ling said casually, looking down at the man in the wheelchair. He tried hard to suppress his pounding heartbeat and said calmly, "It's the same if you have something to tell me."
Zhao Guihua didn't realize his abnormality. "Oh, how can it be the same? Where's your mom? Look who he is! Qin Ling, your dad's back!"
Everyone looked at Qin Ling excitedly, thinking that he would burst into tears and be extremely excited when he saw Qin Zheng, but his extremely calm reaction confused everyone.
What's going on?
Qin Ling has always been smart, he definitely wouldn't fail to recognize Qin Zheng just because he has a beard!
Qin Zheng was also a carefree and rough guy. He looked up at Qin Ling, and there was an exaggerated smile in his eyes that his younger brothers had never seen before.
He pointed at Qin Ling and excitedly showed off to his younger brothers, "My son! My son! What do you think? He's handsome, right? He looks exactly like me when I was a kid."
The younger brothers: "Ah... it looks like it! It looks so beautiful."
They remembered that even when Master Qin was promoted to the position of hall master, he had never been so happy.
"Qin Ling, call daddy! Come here quickly and give daddy a hug! Oh my, my son has grown so tall! Hahaha!"
Qin Zheng opened his arms, waiting for his son to cry and crawl into his arms.
However, Qin Ling just looked at him calmly.
Waited a few seconds.
"If you don't have anything to say, I should go home. I have to go up the mountain with Qin Li to collect herbs later."
After saying that, Qin Ling turned around and walked back home.
He was overthinking it.
Obviously, the man had no reason to explain.
Otherwise, he should have called out to him.
But he didn't.
The moment Qin Ling closed the door, he felt like a wild beast was about to burst out of his throat. He covered his mouth tightly with his hands and tried his best to suppress it.
But it roared and tried to escape from the eyes.
A huge teardrop fell on the back of my hand.
Qin Li ran out of the small building.
He heard from An An's heart that the monkey was his father.
"Second brother, why did you lie to me?"
"I want to go out, I want to see my dad!"
He questioned Qin Ling loudly for the first time.
Qin Ling blocked the door and prevented him from leaving.
He wanted to push Qin Ling away, but he was only seven years old and his strength was too weak.
The crack in the door was blocked by Qin Ling, so he lay on the ground, his face pressed against the ground, looking out from the gap under the door, and kept shouting, "Dad, Dad! I'm Qin Li... Dad!"
"Please, stop shouting!" Qin Ling tried hard to suppress his emotions.
Doesn't he miss his father just like Qin Li?
But that man, is he worthy? !
Qin Li was young, he just simply knew that the man was his father.
Qin Ling didn't blame him.
Maybe when he grows up to his age, he will understand that some people in this world have given birth to a bunch of children but are really not worthy of being fathers.
Not even worthy of being a husband.
Outside the door, a red car suddenly drove in.
This day was destined to be extraordinary. In the closed mountain village, the villagers of Huaihua Village saw cars, trucks, excavators, tractors... and then saw this cool car as red as a rooster's comb, it didn't seem too surprising.
The rear window rolled down.
A woman leaned her arms against the car door, resting her chin on her arms, and looked at Qin Zheng with her head tilted.
She has fair skin, wears bright red lipstick, and has long wavy hair. Her fashionable style is completely different from that of the women in the village.
Although she was not very beautiful, her exquisite dress still caught the eyes of the men in the village.
If there were couples present, the wives would either sulk in silence or secretly pinch the soft flesh on the men's waists, causing them to grimace in pain, lower their heads, and never dare to look at the women again.
They are not stupid. No matter how beautiful that woman is, she does not belong to them.
No matter how ugly your wife is, she is the one who sleeps in the same bed with you every day and gives birth to your children!
Only by coaxing your wife well can you have a good life.
When Zhao Guihua saw the woman, her brows furrowed.
She is nearly 70 years old and has seen too many people and things. Although she has watched Qin Zheng grow up and does not believe that he is a fickle person, someone once said that men will never be honest until the day they are hung on the wall.
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