PNB Chapter 29 Dad, come quickly!
Chapter 29 Dad, come quickly!
Chen Lang wiped his sweat and walked over, just as he called out "Godfather".
But then he noticed that the smile on Shen Jingfang's face had frozen.
Chen Jinfei suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, as if a knife was pressed against his throat.
Chen Lang sighed inwardly.
He knew that Shen Jingfang must be feeling terrible.
Although they always say things like "everyone calls their own name," they're still my son anyway.
But seeing your son so intimate with other men, no one could bear that feeling.
But what can we do?
Chen Lang was also helpless.
On one hand, they send warmth and care every now and then.
On one hand, there's someone who's been missing for five years, and who's tormenting people as soon as he comes
He can understand, of course, but that doesn't mean he can accept it easily.
I was an orphan in my past life, and I lost my biological mother at birth in this life.
My own father disappeared for five years before I was even a month old. Those were the five years when I was most vulnerable and helpless!
Yes, he is a national hero who defends his country.
As an observer, he would be moved and admire.
But when it really happened to him, not hating was already the greatest understanding he could come up with.
Chen Jinfei smiled somewhat awkwardly and rubbed Chen Lang's head.
"Langlang, go to your dad's."
Chen Lang walked up to Shen Jingfang, glanced at him, and said nothing.
Shen Jingfang sighed softly, patted his shoulder, and smiled.
"Good training, take a break."
Chen Jinfei brought gifts for the two children to celebrate their reunion.
He took out two small red notebooks from his expensive-looking briefcase.
This is the most common type of property certificate in this era.
"Here, this is a gift from your godfather."
He handed a small notebook to Chen Lang.
Then he handed the other one to Liu Qianqian, who was standing next to him.
"Each of you will get a small apartment in Beijing, a two-bedroom, one-living-room unit. When you go to university in Beijing, you'll have a place to live."
Chen Lang took the little red book and flipped through it.
The address was in Chaoyang District, in a neighborhood he had never heard of before.
It has a considerable area, over seventy square meters.
In Beijing in 92, this was already a considerable fortune.
That title of "godfather" wasn't for nothing; he's really generous.
He glanced at Shen Jingfang subconsciously and saw his matter-of-fact expression.
I became even more curious about the relationship between the two of them.
Liu Qianqian held the little red book and looked at it over and over again, seemingly not understanding what it was.
Chen Jinfei explained with a smile.
"Sisi, this is a house your godfather gave you. From now on, it will be your own home."
When Liu Qianqian heard about her home, her face immediately fell.
She threw the red booklet on the ground and grabbed Chen Lang's arm.
"I don't want my own home!"
"I want to live with my younger brother!"
Liu Xiaoli just happened to come out of the kitchen.
Upon seeing her, Liu Qianqian immediately added another sentence.
"I want to live with my younger brother and my mother!"
Liu Xiaoli was both annoyed and amused.
She walked over, picked up the property certificate from the ground, and shook her head helplessly.
"Look at you, now in your heart, your mother is even second to your younger brother."
"I'm becoming less and less important as a mother."
Seeing this scene, Shen Jingfang felt a pang of sadness well up in her heart again.
Look, look.
The son belongs to someone else.
Even the house has to be lived in with his wife.
His biological father is becoming increasingly invisible.
Chen Jinfei also burst into laughter.
"Alright, alright, of course the family should live together. It's Godfather who's mistaken."
"Your godfather will get you a bigger one."
……
The day of parting finally arrived.
Shen Jingfang prepared only five medicinal baths for Chen Lang. Half a year has passed, and he is about to leave.
The night before he left, he cooked a whole table of dishes.
At the dinner table, he wasn't as unreliable as usual.
She just kept putting food on Chen Lang's plate and kept talking non-stop.
He talked about how his grandfather, Chen Lang, whipped him with a belt when he was a child.
He talked about his relationship with Chen Lang's mother, Chen Qin.
He talked about his missions abroad over the years.
Although many of the statements were vague, Chen Lang could tell from them.
His departure this time may mean he'll be gone for a long time again.
Shen Jingfang no longer sees Chen Lang as a five-year-old child.
Over the past few months, he had already noticed that his son was different from others.
That's not something that can be simply summarized as a child prodigy.
It was a maturity and insight beyond one's years.
"Langlang".
"From now on, the family will depend on you."
"Take good care of your mother-in-law, and your wife."
"Don't let anyone bully you."
"If you don't have enough money, go find your godfather Jin Fei. He can't be your godfather for nothing."
"Don't fall behind in your kung fu; a man needs to be capable so he won't be bullied."
He took a sip of the liquor in his glass, his eyes turning slightly red.
"Dad... this time you'll be gone for a long time."
"What...would you like?"
"Dad got it for you."
Looking at his face, which was filled with guilt, Chen Lang also felt a little uneasy.
"I want to study music, so I need an instrument."
"My uncle has a piano, but his house is too far away. It's hard for my mom to take us there, so I don't have much time to use it."
"Musical instruments?"
Shen Jingfang nodded: "What kind of instrument do you want?"
Chen Lang then named several other musical instruments.
"I want drums, guitar, and bass."
Shen Jingfang looked into her son's earnest eyes and did not hesitate at all.
"Both?"
"May I?"
Chen Lang looked at him and wondered if he was asking for too much.
Musical instruments aren't cheap, even though my cheap dad always brags about how great he is.
But even a public official doesn't have that much money.
"If that doesn't work..."
"it is good."
Before he could finish speaking, Shen Jingfang readily agreed.
"Dad got it all for you."
The next afternoon.
Shen Jingfang, dressed neatly and carrying his simple suitcase, stood at the door.
Liu Xiaoli held Chen Lang in her arms and stood in front of him.
The atmosphere was somewhat somber.
He looked at his son, hesitant to speak.
There was so much reluctance and helplessness in his eyes.
Chen Lang looked at him and sighed inwardly.
Oh well, he's still my biological father after all.
No matter how unreliable they may seem, blood ties cannot be severed.
He poked his head out from Liu Xiaoli's arms and called out.
"dad."
Come back soon.
Shen Jingfang's body jolted violently.
His eyes instantly reddened.
Two streams of hot tears slid down his weathered face.
He nodded vigorously, a choked sound coming from his throat.
"Hey, hey!"
"Dad will definitely come back as soon as possible."
After saying that, he immediately turned around and strode away into the stairwell.
He was afraid that if he didn't leave, he would never be able to bear to leave again.
Holding her sensible son in her arms, Liu Xiaoli felt both gratified and heartbroken.
He gently patted Chen Lang's back.
"Our Langlang has grown up and become sensible."
Chen Lang buried his head in her neck, inhaling her familiar and comforting scent, and softly called out to her.
"Mother."
"Oh, Mom's here."
Liu Xiaoli tightened her arms and hugged her son even tighter.
"Mom will never leave Langlang."