Chapter 48 Unfilial Son
During the five minutes in the living room, Cheng Che not only received a call from Cheng Lijia, but also called his grandmother back and asked only one question: Has Cheng Lijia come to Beijing?
Grandma said happily: Your father came to Beijing to work, saying he would earn money to pay for your tuition. He has settled down this time, and the factory will also pay for his medical insurance...
Cheng Che no longer wanted to hear what his grandmother said next. During the summer vacation of his freshman year, Cheng Lijia did the same thing. He came to Beijing to work at a construction site. As soon as he arrived, he asked him for money, saying that the food at the construction site was not good. He also said that something was wrong with him and he had to go to the hospital for treatment.
Cheng Che never gave him money, not even a penny. When Cheng Che got mad at him, they would fight each other. Cheng Che had fought with his own father in the street countless times.
Cheng Che never thought that Cheng Lijia would dare to come to the school to find him, and even threatened him on the phone, saying that if Cheng Che didn't come out to see him, he would find their teacher to lecture him, looking so stubborn and lazy.
When they arrived at the school gate, Cheng Lijia was already arguing with the security guard. Cheng Che even heard Cheng Lijia say, "That's my son."
The fact that he was the son of Cheng Li's family was enough to annoy Cheng Che for the rest of his life. Sometimes he thought that he might as well just let his own blood drain out. If he died, he would die cleanly. If he didn't die, he would just pay off his blood debt to the Cheng Li family.
The security guard jokingly said, "Your son doesn't look like you."
"He looks like his mother. His mother is pretty."
When Cheng Lijia saw Cheng Che coming, he touched his nose and ended the topic of bragging about his son unnaturally.
Cheng Che knew that he was scared. Cheng Lijia, who didn't drink, was afraid of Cheng Che from the bottom of his heart, especially after Cheng Che's mother died. Cheng Che fought back desperately, and both of them had been admitted to the hospital several times.
"Why are you back from outside? Don't you live in the dormitory?"
Cheng Che glanced at him, his eyes filled with unwavering disgust. "You want to make trouble here? I don't care. The worst that can happen is that you'll be expelled from school."
"Give me two thousand, two thousand you have."
Cheng Lijia considered Cheng Che's abilities and said, "You can pay the 9,000 yuan tuition fee by yourself, so you can definitely make money."
"If you give me some, I won't come back to you. Last time you hit me, I spent all the money I spent on the hospital. Now I have no money, and the construction site doesn't pay me, so I can't afford to eat."
He was quite generous and considered Cheng Che, "There are so many students in your school, I won't make trouble with you."
It is now ten o'clock in the evening. There are not too many students coming and going, but not too few either. Cheng Che glanced around and saw several familiar figures. He had to work very hard to suppress the violent factors in his heart.
Cheng Che said word by word, "I don't have any money. Even if I did, you wouldn't be able to get a single cent from me."
"I'm your father! It's only natural that you give me money!"
Cheng Lijia yelled, "Don't think you can get rid of me just because your mother is dead. I'm telling you, don't even think about it. You'll be my son until you die!"
Cheng Che's possessiveness and violent nature were inherited from Cheng Lijia. He hated others touching his private property, just as Cheng Lijia believed from the bottom of his heart that his son was his private property. He could beat him or scold him as he pleased, and no one else was allowed to interfere.
Cheng Che took a few steps forward, clenched his fists, and gritted his teeth. "You still dare to mention my mother? Do you deserve it? A man in his forties has no money to eat and has to rely on his wife for support, and he still has to ask his seventy-year-old mother for money to buy meat and wine. How can you be so cowardly?"
Cheng Lijia was so embarrassed that he became furious. He stiffened his neck and started to curse, "How dare you curse your father like that?! Who gave birth to you and raised you?! All those books you read are useless! They've all gone to waste! I'm going to find your teacher and your principal right now and have you expelled!"
Their quarrel has attracted the attention of the people around them. Cheng Che felt like he was stripped naked and watched by the onlookers. He looked at Cheng Lijia's sad and ridiculous face, and suddenly wondered how his world could be so bad.
When Cheng Lijia saw the security guard coming, he immediately quieted down his shouting. He was also a person who cared about his reputation and didn't want to be treated like a monkey in a place full of intellectuals.
"You come with me, or I'll lose my face and let your classmates see how you rebel against your father!"
He didn't push Cheng Che, but was instead grabbed by the shoulders. Cheng Che's voice was trembling, but the threat and fearlessness in his tone were clearly revealed. "You're afraid of losing face, but I'm not. Do you think I care what they think?"
Cheng Lijia was frightened by the brutality in his eyes, but he stiffened his neck and stood up. "Okay, then let your classmates see how you beat your father! Come on! Come on!"
The security guard rushed over to stop Cheng Che from swinging his fist, "What's wrong with you! Isn't he your dad? Let go!"
Cheng Che glanced at the boy taking pictures not far away. The boy put down his phone awkwardly. Cheng Che said coldly, "He's not my dad. He's here to blackmail me. Uncle, can you call the police for me?"
Cheng Lijia was terrified and babbled incoherently, "Alright, call the police... Call the police! You should also pay your father alimony!"
The security guard advised Cheng Che earnestly: "You are young and strong, don't hurt the elders. If you have any problems, go home and discuss them properly. Don't use your fists at every turn."
The security guard then said to Cheng Lijia, "You too, how much money can a student have? He's a thankful child that he doesn't ask his family for money. My son hangs out with his classmates all day, sometimes going to KTV, sometimes to the game hall, and he can't even get into university. Your son is so outstanding, why are you still not satisfied..."
Cheng Lijia is a typical person who doesn't tolerate hardship. He was originally afraid that Cheng Che would really hit him without caring where he was. Now that he was given an excuse, he immediately crawled down and said, "Hey, my son is like me, with a bad temper. He doesn't dare to hit me. I'm his father, he doesn't dare to hit me."
He tried to save face, but Cheng Che was stubborn and said bluntly, "If you dare to come to me again, I won't be polite."
Cheng Lijia's face was like a dyeing tray, turning blue and white. He pointed at Cheng Che's nose and cursed for a while, then rode away on his broken electric scooter.
When Duan Rui came over, Cheng Che was sitting on the bus stop seat at the door. He looked Cheng Che from head to toe, intending to check if Cheng Che was injured, but he saw a faint and ambiguous red mark on the other's ear. Only then did he notice that Cheng Che's clothes and pants did not fit him at all, and were obviously several sizes too big.
"Don't you live in school?"
Duan Rui regretted it as soon as he opened his mouth. He should have asked, "Are you okay?" or "Don't be sad," instead of questioning him in a cold tone.
"How did he know I was in this campus? You told him."
Duan Rui quickly explained: "My uncle kept calling me, but I was busy at the time, so I just responded with a few words."
Cheng Che leaned there, his back bent into an arc, saying nothing, as if he was tired.
Duan Rui sighed and said, "This isn't a solution. Haven't you thought about how to handle your relationship with your uncle? You can't have him follow you wherever you go. How can you live a good life? He has the same temper as you, and you're always going against him like this. It's not good for either of you."
Cheng Che sneered softly, "I will support him and see him to his grave. If he asks me to give him money, I will give it to him. After all, it's not a lot of money. He didn't gamble or take drugs, so how could he be so evil? It's my bad temper and my tendency to use violence. You are right, I am an unfilial son."
"That's not what I meant!"
Duan Rui was anxious. He knew Cheng Che's personality too well. He would rather destroy himself than compromise with anyone. "Why are you always so stubborn?"
Cheng Che's gaze fell on the passing cars. He waited until the green light on the other side of the road came on. Then he slowly stood up and said in a very soft voice, "If he calls you again in the future, don't answer."
Duan Rui grabbed his elbow and apologized in a humble tone, "Please don't be angry."
Before Cheng Che could respond, the arm that was across his wrist was slowly pulled away. The cold and unfriendly eyes swept over Duan Rui and quickly fell back on Cheng Che.
, and asked softly: "Are you going back?"
Cheng Che could feel that Li Zimai was restraining himself from holding her hand. He lowered his head and hooked half of his palm around hers. The moment their skin touched, the anxiety in his heart slowly subsided.
Duan Rui saw that Cheng Che's hand was tightly wrapped in the other person's palm, and it seemed that his trembling body was supported along with it.
He remembered that when he first moved into the community, he would see a boy with a bruised face and nose coming out of his house with a schoolbag every morning. The neighbors said that the boy had a bad temper because his mother had died, and told him to stay away from him to avoid getting beaten. But when Duan Rui first met Cheng Che, he was clearly rescuing students who were hurt by school violence. He was clearly a good boy who was not good at talking but was honest and brave. How could he become a weird kid in the eyes of adults?
Later, Duan Rui found out about the mess in the Cheng family. He tried to help Cheng Che, but was powerless. He could do nothing. His family didn't allow him to get involved in other people's family affairs, and Cheng Che was cold and wouldn't let anyone get close to him. He could only run downstairs to wait for the boy with blood on his face when there were sounds of sticks and smashing in the Cheng family, take him to the hospital, and try to spend all his pocket money on him, but Cheng Che never accepted his kindness once.
He had witnessed how Cheng Che rebelled against Cheng Lijia and his brutality. He had used up all his courage to get close to such a cold Cheng Che. It took him four full years to be able to sit down and have a meal with him alone and calmly. But now someone else had entered Cheng Che's absolute territory, and he could only watch him being taken away.
Even the stubborn Cheng Che could obediently let others lead him.
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