Shan Sihua was stared at so hard that his back went numb, and he lowered his head guiltily. He kept rubbing the hem of his clothes with his hands, and muttered in his heart: "Does dad know that he and Gu Cheng were eating together just now?"

"What's going on tonight? Are you back so late?" Shan Youcheng tried his best to suppress his anger and tried to keep his voice soft.

Whatever you are afraid of will come true. Shan Sihua continued to rub the hem of his clothes, thinking quickly whether he should confess to his father.

"Are you mute? Tell me, where have you been?" A somewhat impatient Shan Youcheng raised his voice slightly, with a hint of gunpowder.

"There was a male classmate who celebrated his birthday and asked us to go out for dinner..." Shan Sihua tried to get away with a bit of luck. As soon as he told the lie halfway, there was a crisp "pop" and a heavy slap in the face.

Really slap him on the left side of his face.

This slap embodies Shan Youcheng's boundless anger and intertwined love and hate. It's so powerful, fast, and heavy that one can imagine.

Shan Sihua was caught off guard and was slapped. He felt his left eye flashing with golden light, and he fell down on the edge of the bed. Three red fingerprints immediately appeared on his cheek.

In Shan Sihua's current memory, his father has never hit him so hard. What happened today? Is there anything wrong with someone else treating him to a meal?

For a moment, Shan Sihua, whose face was full of astonishment, stared blankly at the angry father in front of him, at a loss.

Shan Youcheng pointed at his son's forehead and said angrily: "How dare you lie? Just now, Youjia's daughter came to ask you why you haven't come back yet. She said that there was a tall and thin man looking for you at the school gate. How dare you say that you were a classmate?

Birthday?"

It turns out that You Li came here and told something about what happened at the school gate, but she let it slip. It’s over, now we’re in trouble.

"Tell me, is that person Gu Cheng who came to our house last time to give gifts?" Shan Youcheng roared.

Faced with his father's aggressive questioning, Shan Sihua was a little timid after all. He covered his burning left cheek and nodded in admission. He was complaining secretly, and he forgot to tell You Li not to tell her father. Now she was really hurt.

Crap.

"Your son is really ungrateful. I told you not to associate with him, but you refused to listen and went to dinner with others. Do you want to make me angry to death?" Shan Youcheng stared at his son's expression and said fiercely.

Rebellion is a common problem in teenagers, and Shan Sihua is no exception.

Although he understood that his father's words were reasonable, Shan Sihua still felt a little aggrieved when faced with his father's torrent of beatings and scoldings. He couldn't help but defended in a low voice: "It was just a meal and nothing else. How could he punish me?"

?”

"Eating? Is there any random food? How do you know what people think when people are separated from each other? I have been working hard for decades, what kind of people have I never seen? You open your eyes and see clearly, that Gu Cheng

In what way do you look like a good person?"

Shan Youcheng's anger was still lingering, and he continued to scold: "Do you think punishing someone is just a beating or a few chops? Let me tell you, there are many ways to punish someone. I'm afraid you have never heard of it. Your son

It’s still very tender.”

Shan Sihua buried her big, round head very low, not daring to say another word for fear of getting slapped again if she spoke back again. She silently prayed that her father's anger would soon subside.

"Hua Guan'er, I will be fifty soon, and I am already half dead. Sooner or later, this family will have to rely on you. You really need to be more careful about some things."

With a heavy sigh, Shan Youcheng slowly sat on the edge of the bed, touched his son's head lovingly, and then turned from anger to worry and said: "I believe what Lao Zhi said is right. From now on, you are not allowed to have any contact with that Gu Cheng."

.”

Seeing that his father had finally extinguished his anger, how could Shan Sihua dare to say anything contrary? He nodded obediently with a look of pity on his face.

Seeing his son frowning and frowning, he seemed to understand what he just said. Shan Youcheng couldn't help but feel a little soft-hearted and sighed: "I slap you today to make you remember that no matter what time, you must be an honest and responsible person."

, don’t covet small favors from others, otherwise you will suffer big losses.”

If Shan Sihua could really believe this eternal truth, then his life would not be rewritten by Gu Cheng.

It's a pity that Shan Sihua didn't take his father's simple and frightening instructions to heart. He touched his cheek, which was still aching, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, saying that he finally got over it.

Young and frivolous children cannot listen to their parents' warnings during their rebellious period. By the time they truly understand, those days have long been buried in the depths of their memory.

Just like Shan Sihua at this moment, seeing that his father had calmed down, he actually began to think about the book Gu Cheng gave him when he said goodbye.

"Old Dan, come and play mahjong, three are missing and one is missing." A voice shouted in the yard. "Hurry up, we are waiting for you at Fan Wenbin's house."

"Oh, I'll be here soon." Shan Youcheng couldn't sit still when he heard his neighbor asked him to play mahjong. He simply explained a few words and left the hut anxiously.

Seeing her father walking out the door in a hurry, Shan Sihua couldn't help but let out a long breath and fell straight on the bed, feeling as relaxed as having just come off the front line.

Shan Sihua's head touched his schoolbag, and he suddenly remembered the book Gu Cheng had given him before leaving. Judging from his mysterious look at that time, it was definitely not an ordinary book.

Thinking of this, Shan Sihua hurriedly took out the book from his schoolbag. As soon as he took it in his hand, there was a knock on the door. A pleasant female voice came from outside the house at an inappropriate time.

, "Hua Guan'er, have Hua Guan'er come back?"

Hua Guan'er is Shan Sihua's nickname. In this world, apart from his parents, only You Li would call him that. It's You Li here!

Shan Sihua was so excited that he quickly stuffed the book under his pillow, responded hurriedly, and hurriedly ran to open the door, where he saw You Li standing tall and graceful in the moonlight-filled Sanheyuan.

Tonight, Youli wore a blue plaid winter skirt and a pink jacket, which showed off her delicate figure. The ponytail that she wore in the afternoon has now turned into a cascade of black hair, like a waterfall. Her beautiful face is as white as a melon seed.

The inside was rosy, and the thick lips were slightly opened, revealing two rows of neat broken rice teeth.

She is truly a natural beauty and charming.

Shan Sihua only felt a fresh fragrance blowing against his face, but You Li whirled into the inner room like a gust of wind. She sat down on the bed without being too messy and asked casually: "Are you just back?"

Immediately afterwards, sharp-eyed You Li noticed something strange on the left side of his face and screamed: "What's wrong, you were beaten? Is it because you went to dinner with that lanky guy?"

Shan Sihua laughed sarcastically as an answer. But in his heart, he said, it's good that you know. If you miss a word, you'll get a slap in the face.

"Oh, it's all my fault for talking so much that you were beaten." You Liyu asked uneasily, "Does it still hurt?"
Chapter completed!