Su Guobang stood at the door with a cane and wore a dark red Tang suit, which was in line with the festive atmosphere.
Although his hair is a little gray and his face is still marked by the years, he is full of energy and does not appear to be old-fashioned. The moment he saw him, Su Shengjing's pupils tightened, and he didn't expect him to appear here.
Reflexively, he blocked the Su Jiu who was following him, like a beast protecting a young cub, full of vigilance all over his body, ready to go.
"What are you doing?" Su Shengjing spoke first, his tone defensive.
"Do you really don't know why?" Su Guobang immediately opened his eyes and said in a bad tone, "If you don't bring your children back to Su's house for the New Year, I have to come here. What's the matter, where I want to go, I have to get your consent?"
Saying that he beckoned to Su Jiu, his expression and voice softened a lot, "Little Jiu, come, come to Grandpa, and give you a big red envelope."
The little girl is wearing a white sweater and a red jacket, with two small tugging knots tied with a red bow on her head. She is especially festive and cute, just like the blessing doll in the pictorial. The elderly like this kind of children the most.
She hid behind Su Shengjing, her small hand grabbed the corner of his clothes, and her big clear eyes looked at him vigilantly, as if she didn't intend to come over unless Su Shengjing spoke.
Su Guobang's heart was called an anger, and there was a trace of loss that he had never experienced before.
He remembered that Su Shengjing was very clingy to him when he was young, and he would pester him to take red envelopes during the Chinese New Year, and his father was so affectionate.
Now, not only has he been estranged from him, he has stopped screaming "Dad", and he has also made his daughter not recognize him as his grandfather.
Su Shengjing touched her daughter's hair, and said coldly to Su Guobang, "I said, she has collected a lot of red envelopes and doesn't need you. You go back, you are not welcome here."
After speaking, he picked up the little girl and held it tightly in his arms, as if he was afraid that Su Guobang would **** it. Then he closed the door nonchalantly and blocked him from the door without looking at him again.
Su Guobang, "..."
"Bastard!" He cursed angrily, trying to break in.
But what he said is the Su Family Patriarch, it is impossible to do things like smashing the door or slopping.
He didn't leave immediately. After standing there for a while, seeing that the door still didn't move, he could only gritted his teeth and turned and went downstairs.
Su Jiu moved a stool and placed it by the door, climbed up and looked out through the cat's eyes. Seeing Su Guobang was gone, she turned her head and said to Su Shengjing, "Dad, he's gone."
Su Shengjing smiled at her and walked over to hug her. Holding her in one hand, and walking in with the stool in the other, "If you leave, it's okay. Baby, there's a party tonight, let's watch it with Dad?"
He had a calm tone and didn't seem to feel anything about Su Guobang's departure.
Ordinary people may have compassion. After all, he is an old man. It feels pitiful to come here and wait alone.
However, Su Shengjing still ignored him. Su Jiu felt that there must be a contradiction between his father and him, and it is the kind that cannot be reconciled, so the bad relationship between father and son has continued to this day.
When watching the party, I saw that Su Shengjing seemed a little absent-minded and frowned slightly. Su Jiu knew that he was thinking about Su Guobang.
She leaned close to him, stretched out her little hand and put her arm around his arm, "Don't be unhappy, dad, little wine is with you!" After wearing the book, I became a little drag oil bottle.