"My dear, I'm not an old-fashioned person, and I'm not saying I won't let you do anything..."
Bi Tiegang looked melancholy as he looked up at Bi Yue with a hint of caution in his eyes. He was still holding the chopsticks in his hand, but he couldn't eat.
He was thinking about how to say this so as not to embarrass the child.
When I turned my head, I saw Bi Sheng wearing a new down jacket, and I was instantly furious.
Bi Tie was just like Liu Yafang when he got off the train. He was always unhappy and felt that no one, big or small, pleased him!
That down jacket must be so expensive. Hasn’t he worn it or seen it before?
He had actually seen it when he was looking for legs in the provincial capital, but when he inquired about the price, he was shocked.
The down jackets in the 1980s were very common in style, and were actually the most common cotton-padded jacket style in later generations.
But it can't be stopped because it is expensive.
How expensive is it?
Isn't the Soviet Union short of these things? Our country has even traded down jackets for cars. It's really not an exaggeration.
Bi Tiegang was puzzled. Why did his eldest son become disobedient and ask for other people's things after arriving in Kyoto?
Why is Kyoto such a sinister place?!
Bi Sheng pursed his lips, his big eyes filled with speechlessness, watching his father spit out rice grains while talking.
"Where's your own cotton-padded jacket? You've only been in the city for a few hours, and this guy is showing off to you! You're wearing it just because someone bought it for you? You're so short-sighted!"
Bi Tiegang suddenly got angry again after just talking nicely, which made Bi Yue and Bi Cheng sigh at the same time.
This is not about keeping them in the hospital to take care of them, they can't even get on with it.
Bi Sheng waited for Bi Tiegang to finish scolding him, then took steady steps to the bedside table on Bi Yue's side and replied:
"My own? Then you have to ask my mom. My mom vomited so hard that she can't even see anyone. How can I come to the hospital shirtless?"
"What the hell?"
Bi Yue continued, "Dad, my mom seems to be carsick. That person just said that. Besides, it's just a cotton-padded jacket. I was thinking of buying one for Bi Sheng. He left in a hurry just now. When I see him next time, can't I give him whatever amount he wants?"
"Alas!" Bi Tiegang waved his chopsticks helplessly.
"Don't forget, he'll probably come again. When he does, don't say anything. Just give him the money first. Remember this, everyone, listen carefully. No matter how capable someone is, you can't take advantage of them. Don't let others look down on you for no reason."
Bi Cheng stole a glance at Bi Yue. From what his father had said, it wasn't like there was no room for maneuver, but it wasn't entirely true either.
The key point is that Brother Chu did help his family a lot, it’s not about whether they took advantage of him or not... Anyway, if they were to be so "one size fits all" and just keep saying thank you to each other, it would be a bit like destroying the bridge after crossing it.
"Yeah." Bi Yue pushed the lunch box: "Dad, eat it while it's hot."
"Dani'er, Dad can tell that Xiao Chu is not one of us, judging by the way he speaks and dresses.
They are not from the same pot. If you mix the fat and the squash together, it will not taste right no matter how you eat it.
Besides, you haven't finished college yet, so from now on, stay away and listen to your father for once, okay?"
Before Bi Yue could express her opinion, Bi Sheng suddenly interrupted:
"Dad, you're eating the ready-made meal made by Big Brother Chu and still saying bad things about him. You're so unkind!"
When Bi Tiegang was about to explode, Bi Yue grabbed Bi's father's arm and quickly stated:
"Dad, I know my own business.
You don't need to explain, I understand. I'm not a child.
But you, please stop yelling at Goudan.
You talk about our family, I think Uncle Li will be back from his activities soon, and there will be a lot of people coming one after another, so everyone will have to watch the fun."
Bi Tiegang threw down his chopsticks and thought to himself: I've said everything I need to say. His son Goudan is right, eating the food made by Xiaochu and then complaining about him.
"I'll go and ask you when the injection will be." Bi Tiegang stood up and picked up his cotton hat. He took a few bites of the rice and threw it away before turning and leaving the ward.
Bi Cheng scolded Bi Sheng: "Is that how you talk to Dad at home? He says one thing, and you have eight words to say in response?"
Bi Sheng's eyes glazed, feeling rather upset. He thought to himself: Brother Chu is gone, and his new hat is still in the car. Also, who's going to take him to the flag-raising ceremony? This plan is ruined!
Just as he was thinking about this, Bi Tielin pushed open the door of the ward and threw the blue woolen hat in his hand directly to Bi Sheng. Bi Sheng reacted very quickly and jumped up to catch it.
Bi Tielin looked around and asked Bi Yue, "Where's your father?"
"He said he was going to ask the nurse when the next set would be played, but he left with a cotton hat."
Bi Tielin nodded in understanding, and before turning to leave, as if speaking in secret with Bi Yue, he added:
"Ah, I just ran into Yifeng at the door and chatted with him for a while. I guess his leg can't stay in the hospital all day, can't lie down or rest, so he said he wanted to go home and get a full night's sleep today."
Bi Yue blushed again. She had thought she had lost this skill long ago, but now she realized that she was thick-skinned. Not necessarily.
He nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.
She was sure that at this moment, she did not feel lost, but only worried about what Chu Yifeng would think after being frustrated.
Very useless.
She had unknowingly become concerned and attentive, and pretended to be calm and composed so that no one would know. This was her, Bi Yue.
…
Chu Yifeng drove his car with the windows wide open towards the compound.
When he came to the traffic light, some pedestrians looked at him curiously, but he stared straight ahead with an expression of nonchalant concentration.
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