When she returned to the room at night, Liu Meiyu saw the man sitting on the bed and pretending to pick up a book, with that unhappy expression on his face.
She slapped lotion on herself and slowly climbed onto the bed: "Why, you're still angry after getting beaten?"
"How can I not be angry?" Lu Changzheng put down the book, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he got. "I originally thought that the eldest son was the most obedient and the least troublesome, but today I found out that none of them are troublesome at all! You say that Dabao is so young, and he dares to plot against his father. You don't understand that when I was complaining to the old man in the afternoon, he was still pretending to stand by my side and help speak well of me."
Liu Meiyun, who couldn't understand how angry she was when her own son betrayed her, could only offer ineffective comfort: "There's nothing I can do. He's my own son after all."
“…”
"Besides, grandpa and his family are too indulgent to those boys. Look, they are almost like my fathers at home."
Lu Changzheng was not only angry, he also felt aggrieved.
When he was a child, his grandfather didn't treat him like this. There was always a bamboo stick at home, and when he was angry, his grandfather would beat him up even if it meant chasing him for miles. Now that he has a great-grandson, it is still his grandson who gets scolded!
Liu Meiyu comforted her husband with a sympathetic look on her face: "It's okay, you will always be the biological father of my child!"
“…”
The man, who was not comforted at all by his wife, pushed Liu Meiyu under him. When he was about to do something else to cool down, the woman refused to cooperate.
Liu Meiyu pushed the man who was pressing on her away and said, "It's so hot, go to sleep quickly, I still need to go to my son's room to check on him."
"You're so old, what's there to see?" Lu Changzheng was unhappy.
Liu Meiyun sat up, straightened her collar, and took out a tube of ointment from the drawer. She smiled slyly, "You just hit me with a stick, I'm going to give you a sweet date to improve my favorability."
Lu Changzheng: “…”
Seeing the man's droopy face, Liu Meiyun handed him the ointment and said, "Why don't you go?"
"I'm not going." Lu Changzheng decisively turned over and lay down, giving her an indifferent back.
See, it's your fault for not cherishing the opportunity, Liu Meiyu thought to herself.
Arriving at her sons' room, Liu Meiyu turned on the light quietly and saw that her eldest son was still awake. He was lying on the bed with his eyelashes trembling, pretending to sleep.
The eldest and the third brother were already sleeping soundly in their respective beds. Both brothers had bad sleeping postures. The second brother liked to sleep on his stomach, and often woke up in the morning with pillow marks on his face. The third brother's sleeping posture was more unrestrained, he just lay across the bed with his legs hanging on the wall.
She first took her younger son's legs off the wall and put him in a straight sleeping position before walking to her older son's bed and sitting down beside it: "You're not asleep yet?"
"Mom, why are you here?" Dabao opened his eyes and said in a muffled voice.
"What? Are you still angry with your dad?" Liu Meiyu asked.
"No." Lu Dabao lay on the bed, shaking his head, and said pitifully, "My butt hurts."
Liu Meiyun had no sympathy at all: "If it doesn't hurt, you won't learn from it."
"Mom!" Dabao pouted and turned his head away. Just when he felt a little disappointed, he heard his mother's soft voice: "Apply some of this ointment before you go to sleep. You will be fine tomorrow."
Then he turned his head back, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, pulled up his pants with one hand and said shyly: "Mom, it doesn't hurt that much."
Liu Meiyun: "If it doesn't hurt that much, I'll leave. I'll put the ointment here for you."
"Mom~~"
Dabao lay on the bed whimpering, looking at Liu Meiyu with pitiful eyes, just like a wounded little beast eagerly waiting for its mother's comfort.
Liu Meiyu sighed, but still lifted the quilt and gently applied the ointment on him.
Looking at the faint red marks on my son's buttocks, although I know he deserves it, as a mother, I still feel bad.
Dabao saw his mother gently applying ointment to him. Without saying a word, he raised his head with a look of regret on his face: "Mom, I'm sorry, are you disappointed in me?"
Liu Meiyun paused and looked at Dabao, who looked depressed. "Why do you think so?"
Dabao lay on the pillow and confessed honestly: "The electric fan, grandpa's radio, and the TV were all broken by me. Mom, don't be angry. I promise I won't do it again."
After applying the ointment, Liu Meiyun pulled up his pants, rubbed his head and said, "Mom is not disappointed. At most, she is just angry. And when you were beaten by your father, my anger had already subsided."
Dabao choked and his butt felt cold, and he suddenly felt much more comfortable.
"Son, can you tell me why you always want to dismantle the home appliances? That TV is so expensive, and you just casually broke it. Do you think it's easy for your mother to make money?"
Although Liu Meiyun was scolding, her tone was gentle. Dabao turned over despite the pain in his buttocks, took out a book from the other side of the bed and gave it to Liu Meiyun, explaining, "Mom, I'm just curious. I borrowed this book from the library and wanted to try it out at home."
Liu Meiyun took it and saw that it was an introductory reference book on engineering circuits. Her eyelids twitched and she asked her son, "Do you understand it?"
"I still don't quite understand it now." Dabao said truthfully. Although he didn't quite understand it, it didn't affect his interest at all. On the contrary, his eyes sparkled when he talked about it: "Mom, do you know why TVs have black and white and color? It's because they use different cathode ray tubes. Color cathode ray tubes can emit three different electron currents..."
Liu Meiyu patiently listened to her eldest son chattering on and on about the knowledge in the book. Although some of the content was fanciful, when she saw the twinkling stars in her son's eyes, she stopped blaming him.
"Okay, Mom knows. I'm not angry anymore. I'm angry at your dad. You two should solve your own problems. Mom won't interfere. Go to bed early and go to the Children's Palace with your brothers tomorrow morning."
Liu Meiyun gave him a small life. Although she was no longer angry, she still had to educate her child: "You have broken so many electrical appliances in the house in the past two months, including flashlights, fans, and radios. These new ones cost the family a lot of money. As for the punishment, your father has made you realize it deeply. But when you do something wrong, it is more important to learn to take responsibility and the consequences."
"Mom and Dad can't just pay for the electrical appliances. You have to pay for part of it yourself and pay for your mistakes. Do you accept that?"
"Ah?" Dabao looked painful and tangled, but under Liu Meiyun's gentle attack, he still nodded and pointed to his own piggy bank in the cabinet reluctantly: "Mom, you can take it all."
Liu Meiyu nodded, saying that this was quite decent.
After taking the eldest son's piggy bank, she asked, "Where's the key?"
Dabao pouted and exposed her ruthlessly: "Mom, stop pretending. You know where our keys are."
Liu Meiyun: "..."
Well, she did know her three sons' habits very well.
The eldest son is more organized. He usually puts keys and important small items in the drawer. The second son is a "money-obsessed" person. He only puts the key to the piggy bank in the pillowcase. He says that this makes him sleep soundly. The youngest son is free-spirited. He uses things casually and throws them away casually. He often can't even find where he has thrown the keys.
She opened the drawer, found the key to the safe that her eldest son had kept in his pencil case, took out a pile of banknotes, and left five dollars for his piggy bank.
Student Lu Dabao, whose assets were almost wiped out overnight, lay on the bed groaning, feeling that this lesson was extremely profound. If he had known earlier, he would have received one more beating.
After turning off the lights and coming out of her son's room, Liu Meiyu returned to her own bedroom and saw that the man on the bed was still in the same position as when she had just left, still holding a book in his hand and pretending to be serious.
"Are you still not asleep?" She walked over.
"It takes so long to apply the medicine?" Lu Changzheng frowned, and the fuse ignited in her direction again: "You are too used to them. Boys have thick skin and tough flesh. After a few beatings, they will be alive and kicking tomorrow and continue to irritate people."
Liu Meiyun sat on the bed, counting money while saying, "You hit me hard. I just saw that my wound is a little swollen. If I don't apply medicine, I think I will still feel pain tomorrow."
"Not really." Lu Changzheng muttered quietly, not daring to continue discussing the severity of the beating in front of the child's mother, so he quickly changed the subject and asked, "Whose money is this?"
"Your eldest son's."
Liu Meiyu was quite surprised after counting it. It was more than thirty yuan, quite a lot of money. The old man must have contributed the most.
Seeing this, Lu Changzheng couldn't help but feel jealous: "Grandpa is so generous. When I was a child, I asked him to buy me a harmonica, and he only bought it for me after he said his mouth was blistered. Now, Dabao and his kids don't even have to ask for money. He gives them endless New Year's money and pocket money."
"You're so jealous." Liu Meiyu sniffed at the man and teased him, "Why are you getting more and more childish? You're still jealous of your son."
"Besides, how can you say that? Have you forgotten the one thousand yuan note that Grandpa gave us when we got married?"
"That's not what I meant." Lu Changzheng turned over and lay down, not knowing how to express himself, for fear that the more he spoke, the more biased his words would become.
"I know what you mean, I'm just teasing you." Liu Yuanyuan turned off the light and got into bed, squeezing into the man's arms. She touched his head and said softly, "You just envy that Grandpa dotes on Dabao and the others."
"When you were a child, your grandfather was very strict with you, but now he is very pampering to them. Although he is pampering your biological son, you must feel a little unbalanced in your heart."
The man turned over to the other side and said nothing, just giving Liu Meiyu a proud look at his back.
"The Long March, the environment is different." Liu Meiyu climbed up, rested her chin on the man's shoulder, and said softly: "Have you ever thought that if Grandpa was born in a peaceful era, like now, he might be more accustomed to you than Dabao and the others."
The old man is a man who has experienced many ups and downs. His son, daughter-in-law, and son-in-law all have walked ahead of him. He used to be very strict with his only grandson, but now he dotes on his great-grandson. In addition to the factor of inter-generational affection, I am afraid that more importantly, he wants to make up to his great-grandson for the love he failed to give to his grandson.
"I know everything you said. I was just mad at Dabao."
Lu Changzheng turned around and hugged his wife. He suddenly felt that he was getting old and seemed a bit like the adjective his wife had described, "hypocritical".
"Go to sleep!" He pulled the quilt over him and refused to say anything more.
Liu Meiyun smiled softly and cooperated by burrowing back into his arms: "Well, go to sleep, Xiaolu."
People say that no matter how old a man is, he always has a childish side.
She felt that Lu Changzheng's childishness was clearly manifested in his jealousy.
When Liu Meiyu woke up the next day, she saw the man holding a piece of letter paper in his hand and staring at it for a long time, with a slight smile on his face.
"Whose letter is it?"
She thought it was sent by one of his comrades, but she heard the man cough lightly and said briskly, "Dabao slipped it through the crack of the door this morning. It's an apology letter to me."
"Oh? Let me see?"
"No." Lu Changzheng shook his head, folded the letter and put it in his pocket, saying proudly: "This is given to me by my son. It is a secret between men. You should respect our son's privacy."
The man who was so angry with his son yesterday changed his attitude so quickly after waking up from a sleep. Liu Meiyu raised her eyebrows.
"Okay, Captain Lu, I will definitely respect that."
Although she promised so, Liu Meiyu secretly took the apology letter in her hands during breakfast.
“To my dearest father:
Dad, first of all, I want to apologize to you. I shouldn't have betrayed your trust yesterday by tricking you into smashing the TV and saying that you broke it, which caused you to be scolded by Grandpa. I feel very sorry now and realize my mistake. I promise you that I will never dismantle electrical appliances without the consent of my family again. I hope you can forgive me and give me another chance. I will definitely make corrections.
I wanted to buy a gift for Dad to apologize when I went out with Mom today, but I don't have a penny now, and Erbao and Xiaobao won't lend me any money, and I can't ask Grandpa and the others for money, so I'm sorry, Dad, I will definitely make it up to you next time when I save enough pocket money. In addition, Mom applied medicine to my buttocks, and it healed very quickly. As long as I don't sit and walk less, it basically doesn't hurt, so Dad, don't worry.
Finally, I hope Dad can keep it a secret and not tell Mom that I wrote to you because I’m a little shy.
I wish my dad good health and stay young and handsome forever! I love you forever!
Your smartest and cutest eldest son, Lu Yunzhong"
After reading the letter, Liu Meiyu's mouth twitched. She wanted to put the letter back into the man's coat pocket as if nothing had happened, but was caught by Lu Changzheng who came in looking for clothes.
"Aren't you going to the Children's Palace? The kids are urging you to go."
When Lu Changzheng opened the bedroom door, he saw Liu Meiyu putting something into his coat pocket.
"Wife, why don't you keep your word?" He said helplessly.
Liu Meiyun, however, did not feel guilty at all about being caught. Instead, she asked him, "Did you give Dabao pocket money this morning?"
"How do you know?" Lu Changzheng turned his eyes away and said, "I just gave him two yuan and asked him to go out and buy some snacks. I beat him yesterday, and he knew he was wrong. I tried to comfort him today. After all, he is my own child."
"You honestly gave a few."
"Ten yuan..."
“…”
"Wife, what's wrong?" Lu Changzheng saw that his wife's expression was unnatural.
"It's okay, just go and train." Liu Meiyu waved her hand and gave the man a sympathetic look.
Lu Changzheng looked confused, but did not ask any questions. He just took the letter and went to the troops happily.
Liu Meiyu sighed and couldn't bear to tell him the truth.
At first glance, the letter seemed fine, but upon closer inspection, there was a lot more to it.
There is nothing wrong with the sincere apology in the first paragraph, but the second paragraph is full of hypocrisy and crying to gain sympathy, especially the last sentence "I don't sit, I walk less, it's basically not painful..."
This doesn't make his father feel at ease, it's clearly hurting his father's heart!
And she clearly left him five dollars yesterday!!!
This child is really silent and has a lot of thoughts.
Yesterday he tricked his father and got a beating, and today he tricked his father again for pocket money, but Lu Changzheng didn't notice at all.
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