Chen Feng sat on the black leather sofa in the waiting room, holding a copy of Hegel's "Logics".

When Chen Feng opened the first page of the book, he only had three big words left in his mind: "I can't understand."

But obviously, if he put the book back in place just two minutes after he got the book, he would show others his incomprehension.

So, just like those tourists in the art gallery who clearly couldn't understand the paintings, but were trying to comment on them, Chen Feng held the book, frowned slightly, and focused on pretending not to understand.

"Parent Chen Jiuxing."

Chen Feng put the book back on the shelf as if relieved, and sorted out the expensive suit he rented for 50 yuan, and walked steadily towards the guidance room for further studies.

Just as Chen Feng didn't understand why there was the book "Logics" on the kindergarten bookshelf, Chen Feng couldn't understand why the kindergarten also had to set up a special consultation meeting on the entry guidance of senior classes to primary schools.

When Chen Feng entered the house, he happened to see his neighbor, Tsubasa, leaving with his daughter.

The turtleman smiled at Chen Feng, and the three moles on his cheek that formed an equilateral triangle were squeezed together.

Chen Feng's gaze involuntarily followed the three moles on his face, and a less sincere smile also squeezed out from his face.

"Your son is not suitable for going to school." The head teacher looked solemn.

Chen Feng looked down at his son, and Chen Jiuxing also looked up at Chen Feng and smiled foolishly. His saliva was wet with half of his shirt. His blue short sleeves were poured with saliva into dark blue and light blue colors, which looked very artistic.

Chen Feng took out a tissue to wipe his son's saliva, but after just wiping it twice, Chen Feng felt that something dirty seemed to be stuck on his son's face. Chen Feng squatted down and looked closer, and found that three moles had grown on his son's face. The structure of these three moles was very special. Chen Feng always felt that he had seen them somewhere.

"Parent Chen Jiuxing?" The head teacher reminded him.

Chen Feng helped the pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose that he wore specially to cover up his brick-moving temperament, and stood up: "Where is Chen Jiuxing not suitable for normal schooling?"

The head teacher looked down at Chen Jiuxing and asked, "Jiuxing, what is 1+1 equal?"

"One plus one... plus one... one" Chen Jiuxing seemed to be trying hard to say the answer, but he couldn't say it anyway. Finally, he was so anxious that he stuck out his tongue and gasped.

Chen Feng comforted him and told him not to worry.

Chen Jiuxing's face turned red, and finally said the number: "Wait... equals ten... eleven!"

The head teacher sighed.

Chen Jiuxing looked at the teacher's expression and tilted his head inexplicably.

Chen Feng smiled and rubbed Chen Jiuxing's head, saying, "Jiuxing is so powerful, he can talk about numbers other than ten."

Chen Jiuxing jumped happily, and an excited whimper came from his throat.

The head teacher looked at the father and son and felt that the two of them were hopeless.

After returning from school, Chen Jiuxing pestered him to go to the amusement park to play. Chen Feng looked at the only few dollars left in his wallet, and finally took his son to the high-end residence next to him to play with the children's equipment inside.

Jiuxing was very happy and thought it was an amusement park and laughed constantly.

When Jiuxing slipped down from the slide for the 28th time, a father and son happened to walk past him.

The son, who was wrapped in high-end branding, looked up and said to his father: "Dad, I don't want to play Ferris wheels and carousels today. I want to play some exciting things!"

Jiuxing didn't go to the slide for the 29th time. He trotted to Chen Jiuxing with his head raised, and asked him with bright eyes: "Dad, what is a Ferris wheel? What is a carousel?"

His voice was crisp and his expression was not shy or restrained, but he was just curious.

The father and son who passed by heard this turned to look at them. The boy, who was like a young master, had almost a little shocked expression.

Chen Feng held Jiuxing's little hand and said, "Dad will take you to play tomorrow."

The father in a suit and ties glanced at Chen Feng and Chen Jiuxing's clothes from beginning to end with a scrutiny look.

Then he raised his eyebrows, his eyes were a little clear, and he took out his cell phone and called.

Chen Feng didn't hear clearly what the man was saying, but Chen Feng knew that when he held Chen Jiuxing's hand and went out from the entrance of the community, the guard suddenly stopped them and warned them fiercely that they would not be allowed to come in again in the future.

Chen Jiuxing became very depressed.

Even Chen Feng was boasting that he was the smartest, most handsome, cutest child who could slide on the slide in the most poses, but he couldn't make him happy.

When Chen Feng led Chen Jiuxing to open the door, he happened to see his neighbor, Tsubasa, coming out of his wife's bedroom while raising his pants while wiping his cold sweat.

Chen Feng and the quarterfinals face each other.

The air became a little embarrassed.

Chen Feng lowered his eyelids, took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose, placed them on the shoe cabinet next to him, and asked, "Why are you here?"

In the awkward silence, the quarterfinals slowly tied their belts on.

He wiped his sweat again, glanced at Chen Feng's sturdy figure trained by years of moving bricks, and said tremblingly: "...I...I'll help change the light bulb."

Chen Jiuxing immediately bowed, his voice clear and loud: "Thank you uncle!"

The turtleman swallowed, and an embarrassing and forced smile appeared on his face.

Chen Feng touched Chen Jiuxing's head, then looked up, looked straight into the eyes of the turtlemen, and said calmly: "Please trouble you, I'll do this next time."

The turtleman breathed a sigh of relief, and beads of sweat slid down beside his bean-sized eyes: "No trouble, no trouble, just a casual work, just a casual work."

When the quarterfinals left, Chen Jiuxing bowed again: "Goodbye Uncle!"

The quarterfinals staggered and almost fell. He wiped the sweat from his face, and then smiled and said, "Goodbye, goodbye, if you have something to do, you can come to my house to play."

After the turtleman carefully closed the door, his wife Zhao Linlin slowly came out of the room.

Zhao Linlin was wearing a yarn suspender pajamas, and the soft fabric outlined a better figure. She was half leaning on the door frame, and the lotus pink shoulder strap had already slipped off her shoulders: "Are you back?"

She spoke while vomiting a standard smoke ring.

Chen Feng took a step forward, took off the cigarette clamped on her fingertips, then extinguished the cigarette butt with his thumb and index finger, and threw it into the trash can next to him.

"Don't smoke in front of the children." Chen Feng said calmly.

Chen Feng took Chen Jiuxing to the children's room, took out his favorite toy, then retreated from his room, and turned to his wife's bedroom.

Zhao Linlin was lying on the bed playing with her cell phone, and the bedroom door curtain was tightly pulled and the light was dim.

Chen Feng opened the light switch in front of the door, and the entire bedroom became clearly extinguished, which was quite dazzling.

The turtle 8 did not change the light bulb.

Zhao Linlin looked up at the lights and said casually: "Old Wang turned it on and looked at it, saying that this kind of light bulb is not easy to buy. So she didn't change it first."

Chen Feng turned off the switch, and the room fell into darkness again.

Chen Feng lowered his eyelids and pulled his tie while walking towards the bed.

The room was dim and seemed to enlarge the senses infinitely. In the silence of no one, there were only the breathing of a man and a woman and the friction of the clothes.

Zhao Linlin suddenly felt unreasonable and messy, and the interface on the mobile phone screen stayed in one place for a long time.

The atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous and tense. Zhao Linlin's throat slid involuntarily, and then slowly turned around.

Chen Feng had taken off his coat and was unbuttoning the second button of his white shirt with his left hand. The dim light in the room just outlined his brightly lined jaw.

Zhao Linlin heard her throat rolling in the darkness.

She suddenly realized that her husband's figure was much better than the 35-year-old Lao Wang next door.

She licked her lips and sat up from the bed.

She picked up the hair rings and tied her brown curly hair to show her beautiful neck.

The brain brought her more and more intense stimulation and excitement, suppressing the incongruity and reminders that arise in her subconsciously.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Linlin, who was thinking about what position to pose, saw her poor husband neatly arranged the suit he took off.

"Do you have to iron it? I will return it tomorrow..." Chen Feng muttered, putting on his big vest and shorts, then scratched his head, took out the light bulb he bought on the road from his shopping bag, took out the screwdriver from the toolbox, yawned, and stepped onto the bed with his hair that was scratched, and started changing the light bulbs.

Zhao Linlin: “…”

Zhao Linlin suddenly remembered what she had just forgotten and was immediately angry.

She sneered, then said sarcastically: "Chen Feng, I almost forgot that you are not a man."

Chen Feng's move to screw the screws was paused.

Zhao Linlin thought she had poked Chen Feng's sore spot, smiled contemptuously, took off her pajamas, went naked to change into a tight suspender skirt, and then stepped on her high heels and left.

The loud noise from Zhao Linlin slamming the door made Chen Feng's removed roll down.

Chen Feng squatted down and picked up the screws, then looked up at the lampshade that was covered with dust and had not been touched by anyone for at least three months.

The turtlemen had never touched the lampshade, so he didn't come to change the light bulb.

Chen Feng couldn't understand why Zhao Linlin suddenly attacked him.

After all, it was Zhao Linlin who cheated on him, not him, Chen Feng.

After Chen Feng changed the light bulb, he felt that he should call his brothers to the food stall, and ordered hundreds of eighty skewers and a few beers to drink to relieve his sorrows. After all, he is now green.

After the wife cheats, it is common sense for men to go out and drink in a dark and dark way, and it is also the most basic respect for a broken marriage relationship.

But Chen Feng touched his wallet, looked at the door of his son's bedroom, and decided to give up drinking to relieve his sorrows and save some money to take his son to the playground tomorrow.

Chen Feng opened his cell phone and called the boss. He said that he would take a leave tomorrow and would not go to the construction site.

Then he took his son to take a shower, curled up, and slept in the children's bed with his son as usual.

After Chen Feng was discharged from the hospital a month ago, he has never slept in the master bedroom.
To be continued...