Fu Wei really went home with Su Xiaoluo. Xiaoluo felt bored going back home, so he went to talk to Su Weijun.
The two are of similar age, and were good brothers who had been through thick and thin together when they were young. In the future, the two families will become relatives, and it has been a long time since we sat together and chatted.
As soon as he entered the house, Fu Wei saw Su Weijun watering the flowers in the yard. When he saw Su Xiaoluo and Fu Wei coming, he immediately smiled and said, "Hey, rare guests, what brings you here today?"
"Dad, Uncle Fu is going to have dinner at our house today." Su Xiaoluo said.
"Oh, that's great! It's just right for two drinks." Soviet guards said with a smile.
"That won't work. Uncle Fu just came back from the hospital. Let's drink some tea instead of alcohol!" Su 껑 Luo warned.
"Okay then!" The Soviet Army immediately compromised.
This time it was Fu Wei's turn to be surprised. When Su Xiaoluo came in, he couldn't help but ask, "You listen to the child so much, how can this be tolerated?"
"Why, you still have to treat your child like a soldier?" Soviet guards couldn't help but laugh, "Child, this is for your own good, why can't you listen?"
Fu Wei frowned, clearly he disagreed.
At this time, Wang Qian came over with a pot of tea, some cakes and peanuts, put them on the table in the yard and said, "Dad, you have a sore throat, so eat less of these things. Mom said she'll make you some chrysanthemum tea later."
"Okay." Su Weijun said happily. "Fu Wei, you eat."
"I won't eat it either. I have an ulcer in my mouth." Fu Wei said.
"That's great. You can drink some chrysanthemum tea later." Su Weijun said with a smile.
Fu Wei had mixed feelings. When he returned home, someone reminded him to take his medicine on time, but no one said anything else heartwarming.
Seeing his unhappy face, the Soviet army could not help but ask, "Could it be that they had another quarrel when they got home?"
Fu Wei remained silent. The key point was that even if he wanted to argue, he couldn't.
The Soviet guard sighed and said, "We are all old now. When we were young, we had our share of bumps and bruises. You quarreled and fought, but now that we are older, we just want stability."
Fu Wei said, "No quarrel."
Su 께 Luo led 께 Yi'an out, and Su Weijun held 께 Yi'an on his lap and asked, "What's wrong?"
Su Xiaoluo said: "This guy was making a mess inside, and my sister-in-law asked me to carry her out."
Su Weijun pinched 께 苑an's cheek and said with a smile: "You naughty boy, you must be disliked!"
This sentence deeply touched Fu Wei. He seemed to be abandoned at home.
Yi'an was lying on the table, trying to get some cakes. Fu Wei came closer, watching her plump lips waving, and he picked up a piece and passed it to her.
께 Yian glanced at him, not knowing he was someone she knew, so she pushed the cake aside.
"Hey, you little guy, you are so picky. Grandpa will get it for you, just sit down." Su Weijun picked up the pastry, and Xiao Yian sat there and ate it quietly.
She has no teeth yet, but she can purse her lips slowly.
Su Weijun said with a smile: "Fu Wei, don't mind, it's mainly because you are not familiar with her. Kids nowadays are smarter than we were back then. Don't look at her like this, she knows everything."
Fu Wei put the cake down, and for a moment he felt a sense of loss in his heart.
Not only other people's children, even my own children don't like me!
Fu Wei asked, "You're leaving so early, don't you have any regrets?"
The Soviet soldier took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Life is short, and we have dedicated our whole lives to the army. Is it still applicable to the current situation if we use that method again? Have we mastered some technology or some modernity?"
"What the country needs now is technical talents and new forces. We have to accept our age. Otherwise, won't the soldiers below be unhappy? This old man knows nothing and is giving orders here."
"It's better to retire and enjoy your old life."
Su Weijun was open-minded, but Fu Wei did not. After being a leader for a lifetime, once he lost his power and authority, he would feel that his life was worthless.
"Are you used to it? Even children dare to yell at you."
"The children only yell at you because they have a good relationship with you. They told me to eat less irritating foods. Is that wrong? They are also kind enough to make chrysanthemum tea for us. So what if they nag a little? In a family, everyone is very frugal with words and lives their own life. On the surface, they respect you, but in reality, what do they say?" Every word Su Weijun said hurt his heart.
Fu Wei still didn't think he was wrong. He said, "A family must have its own rules. Otherwise, it will be chaotic."
"There must be rules." Su Weijun agreed, saying, "My requirements for my children are the same as my father's. Either they don't break the law and they can support themselves."
Su Zhengguo had lost a beloved daughter, so he was not that harsh on his own children.
놙To live a happy and healthy life, 늀녦 is enough.
People always learn to cherish things only after they lose them.
Fu Wei disagreed. Children must excel, and each generation must be stronger than the previous one.
The Soviet guard continued, "I can see that you rarely go to the hospital. If you go to the hospital, you will see parents whose children are seriously ill. Who would ask for this or that? At that time, they only hope that their children can live. You are too stubborn, and you will live a very painful life."
Su Weijun's personality was largely like Song Jingshu's, and he was relatively open-minded. Therefore, his relationship with the girls was not as tense as that between Fu Wei and his family.
Fu Wei sighed and said, "Our generation had no place to go when we had to eat, but today's young people don't know how to appreciate the blessings they have."
"You are jealous." Soviet guards said with a smile, "Who made us born at the wrong time? Who made you not be born later? Can you blame the children? It is selfish to let the children go through the same hardships we have gone through."
Fu Wei clenched his fists and said, "You can say it, and whatever you say makes sense."
He picked up the teacup angrily and took a sip. The ulcer in his mouth burned and hurt.
Cheng Ya came out with some chrysanthemum tea and said with a smile, "Drink a little, we'll be able to have dinner soon."
"Thank you for your hard work." said the Soviet Army.
"What's so hard about that? Isn't it just cooking a meal?" Cheng Ya went back into the house with a smile on her face.
After Fu Wei returned home, Zheng Baozhen had never smiled before. He sighed and said, "You two still have a good relationship."
"Cheng Ya is very soft-hearted. If you say a few sweet words to her, she will treat you wholeheartedly. It would be unacceptable if you don't cherish such a good person. Husband and wife are also cultivated. I don't believe you were like this when you just got married?" Su Weijun said with a smile.
Fu Wei couldn't eat this meal.
He stood up and said, "I'd better not eat here. You guys eat."
No matter how the Soviet troops tried to keep him, he insisted on leaving.
When Cheng Ya came out, she found that Fu Wei had already walked away. She asked, "Didn't we agree to have dinner at our house?"
"He can't sit still." Soviet Army laughed.
Growing up together, don't you understand him?
He had to make himself feel isolated and helpless, hoping that he would understand that power does not work at home.
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