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Dad said this sentence that Duan Feifan didn't expect.

This sentence is stiff and abrupt, and it is out of place, and there is even no opportunity to appear at all.

But this sentence is full of sincerity and guilt.

"Dad, you..." Duan Feifan put his hand on his father's shoulder, wanting to give him some comfort and affirmation.

"Hey, this kid is..." Dad turned his head, "What's wrong?"

Because I knew that no matter what the father said, there was no need to worry in front of Jiang Kuo. So Duan Feifan was all focused on his father. Only then did he find Jiang Kuo, who was lowering his head and covering his eyes with his hands.

"Jiang Kuo?" Duan Feifan was startled. He turned around from the driver's seat and leaned over half of his body. He reached out and pulled Jiang Kuo's head, "What's wrong?"

"No." Jiang Kuo answered him very briefly.

It should be to hide my crying voice.

But if he failed, just one word, Duan Feifan could also hear that he was crying.

"Don't..." Duan Feifan suddenly felt a little panicked. He wanted to say don't cry, but he also felt that Jiang Kuo should not want to be discovered. He cried, although it was so obvious that he cried.

"Don't rub your eyes." Even Duan Feifan was a master in saving the situation, he couldn't find any suitable words at this moment. He could only force his rescue.

"He didn't rub his eyes." My father was probably shocked by his huge reaction. He lost his emotional intelligence and pointed out his mistake without any cooperation.

Duan Feifan tsk and squeezed his eyes at him.

My father was stunned for two seconds before he understood what he meant and nodded: "Yes, it's not good to rub his eyes, bacteria enter. When Duan Feifan rubbed his eyes when he was a child, I directly sucked his claws."

Then there is no need to say this sentence?

Are you still planning to suck Jiang Kuo's claws?

Jiang Kuo covered his eyes and laughed, sniffed, Duan Feifan quickly pulled out a tissue and stuffed it into his hand.

"Sorry," Jiang Kuo wiped his face, "I don't know what's wrong... it's okay."

"Down!" The old uncle was still yelling.

"Go down?" Duan Feifan was still lying in the middle of the cab, twisting his body to look at his father.

"Ouch!" My father gritted his teeth, touched the car door several times, and opened it.

The old uncle's roar suddenly became clear: "Second!"

The old aunt and Duan Ling's voices were also mixed together in a mess.

"Second-"

"My second uncle is considered to be out of the sedan chair--"

"Dad, you..." Duan Feifan was about to say something to encourage his father, but his overly nervous father had already shook his arms and pulled away, and the car door closed with a bang.

"Damn." Duan Feifan was stunned.

Then he quickly touched Jiang Kuo's face: "Is it okay, are you?"

"Yes." Jiang Kuo smiled, "It's embarrassing."

"If it's not embarrassing, how can it be embarrassing?" Duan Feifan stretched his neck and kissed him in the face, "I..."

"Get out of the car quickly!" Jiang Kuo said, "You are so busy."

"Then I'll go down first," Duan Feifan quickly moved back to his seat, "My car didn't stop right."

"I'll stop, I'll stop..." Jiang Kuo said in a series and got out of the car, "Put your clothes on, I think my uncle really needs a bucket of water to water."

Duan Feifan got out of the car in a hurry, took a bag of clothes from the back seat, and ran towards the door of the store.

After just running two steps, I saw my uncle yelling: "My second child is back!"

Then he picked up the steaming bucket next to him.

Duan Feifan was nervous when he watched him swing the bucket over his head. The injury on his uncle's waist had not healed properly. He had to use a waist seal for any work. If he swung the bucket of water, he would go to the hospital again if he was wrong.

But before he could finish nervous, the uncle really poured his head on his dad with a bucket of hot water.

My dad probably didn't expect that he would really water it. He couldn't hide for a while and was completely washed away. The sunglasses that Jiang Kuo gave him almost were washed away.

He held the sunglasses hanging from the tip of his nose and roared: "My uncle!"

The old uncle threw the bucket and shouted: "Fuck together!"

The movement attracted everyone from several shops next to him, and everyone watched.

Given that Niu Sandao had filmed a magical promotional video before and everyone had watched it, when he saw this stance, an elder sister immediately introduced it to the person next to him: "Which is shooting videos, his kids are very capable of making trouble, and they are very good at shooting..."

"Where is the camera? I didn't see it." Someone asked.

"Maybe it's hidden," said the elder sister, "to shoot in covertly, create a hidden shooting effect."

"Hurry up," Duan Feifan was amazed at the elder sister's knowledge reserves, and rushed over with her clothes to push her father and uncle into the store. "Dad, please change the clothes first."

"The dog is really watering me with boiling water!" my dad yelled.

"Who the fuck took the boiling water?" Uncle was dissatisfied. "How tender are your skin? I have been waiting for you for a long time at the 50-degree water station. Can this temperature burn you?"

"My fuck..." My dad was still tampering with his neck.

"Change clothes," Duan Feifan interrupted their naive argument as if they were primary school students, "Change clothes first!"

My father finally stopped talking and was pushed to the second floor by Duan Feifan.

Yang Ke and two working workers were standing at the door and watching.

"You borrow it from the office." Duan Feifan said.

"Okay," Yang Ke nodded and greeted his father again, "Uncle is back."

"Hey, yes," my dad replied, "I'm back."

"This Yang Ke, Jiang Kuo's friend," Duan Feifan took the time to introduce it, "Now I'll grab it before and after the sales."

Before my dad could speak, he pushed my dad into the office.

"Okay," my dad took the bag of clothes in his hand, "You go down, I will still be able to change my clothes, I will go down by myself."

"Yes." Duan Feifan responded.

My father glanced at him and he no longer had the same spirit he had when he quarreled with his uncle just now.

The excitement before was obviously caused by the two brothers being embarrassed and nervous and unable to express themselves. They didn't stand it anymore, and suddenly became quiet and returned to a speechless state.

"I'll wait for you downstairs." Duan Feifan said.

"That," the father held the clothes, thought about it and lowered his voice, "You can talk to Jiang Kuo later, tell him not to be sad because of what I said. This child is very soft-hearted."

"I know." Duan Feifan nodded.

Dad closed the office door, Duan Feifan looked back at Yang Ke: "How is it today?"

"What's wrong?" Yang Ke was stunned.

"Business, orders, didn't Boss Song deliver the meat today? It's different from the previous ones," Duan Feifan said, "Do you see how the quality is?"

"...You still care about this now?" Yang Ke was shocked.

Duan Feifan looked at him without saying anything.

"It's fine, no problem. The most prominent feedback these days is that the packaging bags are not easy to tear. We have to let them come over to adjust the newly replaced packaging machine," Yang Ke looked at him and started reporting, "The beef is good. I tasted it. I tasted it as you taught me..."

"Together?" Duan Feifan couldn't help but stare at him, "I'm cutting a small piece to taste."

"I can't taste it too little," said Yang Ke.

"How about you just ask Lao Song to cut a pound for you and then bartending the bar." Duan Feifan said and ran downstairs.

Jiang Kuo had already parked the car and entered the store. The old aunt and Duan Ling were holding mops to clean up the water on the ground. The old uncle was stunned at the door of the store with a cigarette in his mouth, looking at the car on the street. "Is your dad okay?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"It's okay, they haven't been here for too long. I don't know what to do," Duan Feifan looked at his face, "My dad told me to tell you not to care about him and not be sad."

"I didn't," Jiang Kuo smiled, "I didn't know what happened just now. Maybe I've been back all the way... I can feel that your dad is a little uncomfortable, but he has been trying hard to make us feel more comfortable, but suddenly..."

Duan Feifan didn't say anything, hugged Jiang Kuo and patted him gently on his back.

"Let go," said Jiang Kuo, "Isn't it so stingy in public?"

"You really made it from crystal." Duan Feifan said.

"Fuck me," Jiang Kuo pushed him away, looking at him with a shock, "Please keep it a little bit tight, you are getting more and more exaggerated, sooner or later I will beat you up because you are too stingy."

Duan Feifan laughed: "You know nothing."

"Your dad looks like he's thinner than when I went to see him before." The old uncle returned to the store and asked after smoking.

"I also think he has lost weight," Duan Feifan said. "I didn't think it was because I was about to come out."

"He just has a strong mind," the old uncle looked at the stairs, "I haven't gotten down for a long time. Is it because the clothes Jiang Kuo bought for him too high-end, he doesn't know how to wear them?"

"Then you go up and teach him." Duan Feifan said.

Uncle said twitching.

"Duan Feifan has only been down for less than a minute," Duan Ling said, "It takes one minute for you to wear it if you don't take it off in the morning, right? My second uncle must not wipe your bucket of water first, and then see what's going on with the clothes, and then wear it again."

"You can really tell." said the old uncle.

"I'm excited," Duan Ling said, "I'll talk first, I'll have to drink after dinner."

"Good wine is enough," Duan Feifan said.

My father's clothes are probably not enough to be changed in more than ten or twenty minutes. Since they were picked up, he and Jiang Kuo arranged them all the way. Looking at the world that was no longer familiar, it was not until now that he finally had time to be alone, which could help him to ease himself.

Duan Feifan and Jiang Kuo went to the cooked food and looked at it. Jiang Kuo asked about the sales situation of these two people, and they sat down on the chair.

"It probably took a while to get off, so it's time to go down slowly." Duan Feifan said.

"Well," Jiang Kuo nodded, "Actually, if the old store is still there, your dad may be more relaxed if he can go back to the old store."
To be continued...