In the two months after I graduated from college, I hardly had a day free. I was busy looking for someone to help me with my thesis, drinking endless party drinks, paying off the bad debts I had owed for four years, breaking up with my girlfriend... I guess.

What I have done in four years of college is not as good as these two months.

Although I am the kind of college student who wastes his degree certificate, when I think about everything that has happened in the past four years, I really feel like I am in a dream.

"Hey, Master Yuan, where are you singing? You're pretending to be serious." The speaker was my best friend at school, Tan Wei, nicknamed Lao Tan. He saw me standing alone on the balcony smoking a cigarette and came up.

Make fun of me.

"You know nothing, this is called being a literary person. No wonder you didn't even get a girlfriend before graduation." Lao Tan and I have a relationship where we can talk about anything. When we meet, we often talk about each other first.

The ancestors greet you once before you feel satisfied.

"Don't talk nonsense, hey, let me tell you, your dad called last night."

"My dad? Why didn't he call my cell phone?"

Lao Tan smiled and said, "Call you on your cell phone? Your kid was having a great time last night. Do you still have time to listen to your cell phone?"

After hearing this, I realized. Last night, I was indeed with my girlfriend. The breakup of college couples is the same. Although it was not what Lao Tan thought, I did spend the whole night in a daze with her in my arms. At that time

I really felt like I didn’t love the country but the beauty, so I turned off my phone.

Lao Tan didn't bother to care about my nonsense, and then told me that my father had arrived in Yanjing two days ago and would come to school to see me tomorrow.

When it comes to my dad, I can't finish talking about it for three days and three nights.

The only memory I have of my mother is that when I was five years old, in my hometown in Sichuan, she took me to buy candied haws on the street. As for her appearance, it is completely blurred now. Later, it was all about my father and

Two uncles and one aunt took care of me.

However, my father is a very strange person. He is running around outside almost all year round, and I don’t know what he is doing. However, he never leaves home for more than a month at a time, but he spends most of his time with me by his side.

It never lasts long, and he leaves again within a week after coming back. Every time I ask my uncle and my aunt why my dad is so busy and what he does, they always give the same answer, saying that my dad is traveling all over the world.

Business and saving money allowed me to live a good life. By the time I was in the fifth grade, I no longer believed in this kind of thing, but it became a habit and gradually, I stopped exploring what my father did.

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One thing is undeniable, that is, my father did earn a lot of money, and he spent all his money on my son. When I was in junior high school, he sent me to Yanjing and bought me a condo in the Third Ring Road.

House. Up to now, he has almost seven or eight properties in my name, all over Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou and Shenzhen. Sometimes I still mutter in my heart, Dad, he usually wears very shabby clothes, where did he get them?

So much money?

But vaguely, I have a feeling that every time I am around, it seems that my father is particularly shy about what he does. One year, my father brought a man to Yanjing to see me. When we were having dinner in the hotel, his words

While my father was going to the toilet, the clerk suddenly took out a box from his pocket. When I looked at it, I found that the palm-sized box was very beautiful. It was blood red with black stripes, and it gave people a very special feeling.

, but I couldn’t explain what it felt like at the time. The guy said he wanted to give me the box, but I was confused. Plus, I had to act polite when we first met, so I gave in to him.

At that time, my father came back, and when he saw the box, his face immediately turned red.

"Changhe, what are you doing?"

The guy chuckled and said, "This is the first time we meet, so I'll give you a meeting gift."

"You are so crazy!" My dad stepped forward, grabbed the box, and slapped the guy with his backhand.

Seeing the anger in my father's eyes, even I was a little scared, and the waiter didn't dare to say a word. In twenty-three years, this was the first time my father got angry in front of me.

Although that incident left a deep impression on me, I also understood that everything my father did was for my own good. Therefore, I don’t know whether it was because I was unwilling to think about it or because I was afraid to think about it. I never explored it again.

It's his business.

Every time my father comes back to Yanjing to see me, he wants to take me to eat all the delicacies in Yanjing. This time when I graduate, it is estimated that the two of us will have three to five kilograms of Maotai.

When we met the next day, my dad was still in the same old overalls, a suit that he had worn for ten years, and a pair of big leather shoes. Even so, my dad was no more energetic than ordinary people. Every time I

Seeing his straight back and eyes brighter than an owl, I thought he was extraordinary.

Sure enough, after we met and chatted for a few words, my father asked me to go with him to the Yanjing Hotel. That place was almost his and my old base in Yanjing, and we would go there seven or eight times every year. At the beginning

, the waiter was not willing to let us in when he saw my dad's dressing up. As a result, my dad easily got us in with a few red tickets. Later, the lobby manager just called my dad "Brother Yuan", probably thinking of him as a country boy.

The nouveau riche.

After drinking some wine and eating something in the private room, my father suddenly looked at me cheerfully. I asked him what he was doing, but he didn't say anything. After that, I almost got a little scared from him staring at me.

"Hey, old man, what are you doing...with your claws?"

"Haha, Gou Yue has lived in Yanjing for ten years, and you can't even speak the local dialect properly?" Dad slapped his thigh and sighed with a smile, "That's fine, you don't want to go back to that ghost place in the future.

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"What can't I go back to? I plan to go back and visit my grandfather's grave as soon as I graduate." After all these years, I really want to go back to my hometown in Sichuan to see it, but I also know that no matter whether I am used to living a comfortable life in Yanjing,

Regardless of my son's wishes or my father's wishes, it is probably impossible for me to go back to my hometown to live.

"Your grandpa likes you the most, so it's time to pay homage. Well... why don't you just be stunned? Anyway, your second uncle, third uncle, and your aunt won't be able to go back this year. After graduation, you can go back

Just for fun, we two will go visit his grave."

"Okay." I immediately became excited when I heard this, "I had been discussing with Lao Tan to travel to Sichuan, and this time I just took that kid to my hometown, so that he could see what Qingshan Xiushui is like.

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"Hahaha, yes, that guy's surname is similar to yours, go all the way back..."

At this point, my father suddenly stopped, and his nose suddenly twitched, as if he smelled something strange. At this time, I could smell the food and wine on the table, and there was no smell of natural gas leakage.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Dad's face gradually darkened, "Well, it's okay. You sit down first and I'll go relieve myself."

I didn't pay much attention, and just watched him stand up and walk out. As soon as he opened the door, a young man appeared outside.

This man was obviously not a waiter in a hotel. He looked about the same age as me. The most special thing was that when I saw him for the first time, I had a feeling of déjà vu, as if I had seen him somewhere before but couldn't remember.

The man first smiled and winked at me, as if to say hello to me, and then looked at my father with a serious face.

"Why did you show up here? Didn't I tell you not to come in?" My father deliberately lowered his voice and shouted. From his tone, it seemed that this person was also one of his subordinates.

"Uncle Tugou is here, it's in the private room opposite." After the young man said that, he raised four fingers at my father, as if to imply something.

"Hmph, no wonder it smells like scratching." My dad then muttered doubtfully, "What do they want from me?"

The young man smiled and said, "I think it's weirdest that they know you're here."

"Stop talking." My dad winked at the guy, then turned to me, "Yuan Jie, you wait here first, I'll come over soon." After saying that, my dad took long strides and left.

In the private room, the young waiter gave me a strange smile before leaving. His grin made the familiar feeling appear in my mind again.

However, listening to their conversation just now, it seems that the bitch is not the same as my father, and I feel that there is still some trouble. Moreover, I really can’t figure out what my father smelled just now. Could it be that the bitch is engaged in something like this?

You work in the underground pipe dredging industry, and you smell like feces and urine?

I no longer want to explore my father's affairs, but for some reason, I want to go over and take a look. Normally, I would have sat obediently in the private room, but at this time I had eaten half a pound of Maotai, so I took

He used the drunkenness as an excuse and immediately moved to the private room on the opposite side of the corridor.

The door to the private room was closed, and there was a waitress standing at the corner. I moved over and pretended to be standing at the door, texting, and put one ear close to the door, listening to what was going on in the room.

"Brother Yuan, you must help with this matter. Everyone is hanging out on the same street. Don't worry, I will definitely not treat you badly." The person speaking in the room was a man with a loud voice, and he was talking about Sichuan.

The local dialect of Bian.

It was my father who spoke next. "Hey, you bitch, it's better to make some things clear. The path you're taking is different from the path I'm taking. I'm afraid I can't help you with this. Besides, after decades of

Now that we are friends, I also want to remind you that the things you mentioned are absolutely untouchable. I, Yuan, am not very lucky and cannot afford to offend these things, so please stop talking about them."

The person who spoke earlier must be a country dog. After listening to what my father said, he suddenly laughed loudly. Then, I heard another old lady's voice coming from the room, "Master Yuan Liu, don't be like this yet."

After all, there is always room for negotiation, and Aladu has traveled all the way to the capital, which shows our sincerity."

From the accent of this man, he sounded like a southerner. I secretly thought that my father's business was spread all over the country.

"Don't be ridiculous. Since I've invited you all here, I think I'm redundant. Erba, let's go." My father seemed to be planning to leave.

Just as the sound of chairs moving back was heard in the room, the old lady with a southern accent suddenly said: "Don't be anxious yet, Mr. Yuan Liu, I said that if we can come to Yanjing, we must be very successful.

Sincerely, you might as well let your precious son standing at the door come in first, so that we can talk to Master Yuan about what happened to you back then."

My heart suddenly skipped a beat. Before I could think about it, the door to the private room was opened. The person who opened the door was a middle-aged man, tall and strong. He gave me a cold smile and then made a

"Please" gesture.

I didn't know what to do. At this moment, the muscles on my father's face started to twitch. It could be seen that he was suppressing the anger in his heart. However, those round eyes swept back and forth across the faces of several other people.

Face.

At this time, I found that there were seven people in the private room. Except for my father and the guy, there were only five people left. One of them, a bearded man, was dressed the most decently. He stood up pretending to smooth things over. I knew it as soon as I heard the voice.

, he is the country dog ​​who spoke earlier. The other two are the same as the strong man who opened the door. They are probably bodyguards and thugs. The last person sitting in the back of the private room is actually a child, twelve years old.

He looked three years old. However, the smile on his face was very sinister, and his behavior and eyes completely exceeded his apparent age.

It's strange, there's no old lady here. So, where did the sound just come from?

Just when I was thinking this, the child seemed to see through my thoughts at a glance. He opened his mouth quietly and said, "Young Master of the Yuan family, it's the first time we meet, let's have a drink."

As soon as I heard it, I felt numb all over. What came out of this child's mouth was actually the voice of the old lady I just heard.

I was almost dumbfounded, completely unable to deal with this weird and embarrassing scene. Then, several people were silent for a full minute. Finally, my dad turned around and said, "I promise you. But... old dog
To be continued...