Chu Lin vowed not to do anything again.

In the past twenty-six years, his hands have never touched anything related to metal, nor have he done any evil to anyone.

But he has a good son.

The bodyguard fell.

Chu He did not attack the man in the wheelchair. He threw a cigarette into his mouth, put his hands in his pockets and walked out.

Chu Lin didn't leave. He slowly squatted next to the wheelchair man, raised his head, and forced a smile: "Isn't my son great?"

The man in the wheelchair is angry.

"He is the pride of my life. Without him, I will definitely not be able to live." Chu Lin's face showed rare caution. "Twenty-six years ago, I vowed not to do anything again. So no matter how you insult me, I will not

Fight back. But don't try to trick him. I will kill your whole family. Really, I can do it."

The man in the wheelchair was stunned for a long time, then suddenly lowered his head and said to Chu Lin: "He is indeed a son worthy of your pride. But you are not a father worthy of his pride."

Chu Lin grinned, but couldn't smile.

Is it relief? Or guilt?

…

The night in Yanjing is very cold.

But the father and son, who had not seen each other for eight years, chose an outdoor food stall. Barbecue, beer, cigarettes, and hot wontons from the wonton shop on the corner that had been selling them for almost 30 years. A bowl costs five yuan. A big bowl with fillings.

It's full and the soup is delicious. It's more delicious and authentic than the high-end western wonton noodles that cost more than ten or twenty yuan a bowl.

Chu Lin can drink one bottle of beer in one breath. He can drink ten bottles in one breath. Chu He knows all about his father's drinking capacity.

He just drank the special liquor from his stainless steel flask, occasionally ate a skewer and smoked a cigarette. They didn't say much to each other.

Most of the food on the table was destroyed. Chu He took out the previous card and handed it to Chu Lin: "Pay back everything you owe. Keep the rest and spend it slowly."

Chu Lin accepted it with a smile. He was not polite.

He is his only relative. He is also his only relative. They don't need much communication to understand each other's feelings, even if they haven't seen each other for eight years.

"What are your plans?" Chu Lin lit a cigarette and asked.

"Go back to Baicheng tonight." Chu He lit a cigarette and answered.

"If you have time -"

"Where's Aunt Fang, who was very close to you before I joined the army?" Chu He interrupted Chu Lin's words.

"I kicked her out on New Year's Eve that year." Chu Lin muttered. "I seriously suspected that she was peeking at the wedding room I left for you. This can't be tolerated."

"Her family is a coal digger." Chu He sighed softly.

"Ha. That's just my euphemism. The real reason is that I don't like her origin." Chu Lin said.

"Rich second generation?" Chu He asked.

"The second generation of coal!" Chu Lin said seriously with a straight face. "You know, many people say that they are nouveau riche."

"She is gentler and kinder than many people in Yanjing." Chu He persuaded softly.

"Don't put pressure on me," Chu Lin said. "You are also single now. Try to get naked before Double Eleven. Are you confident?"

Chu He took a sip of strong wine and suddenly grinned. He was full of confidence: "With my beauty, I still need to worry about this? On the contrary, you are not handsome to begin with, you are old, and your belly is about to come out——"

"Have you ever said that about your own father?" Chu Lin hurriedly interrupted Chu He's personal attack and said angrily, "I didn't pick you up from the trash can."

"I've always had a question about this." Chu He asked seriously.

"What?"

"Were you obsessed with chess when you gave birth to me?" Chu He asked.

"No. Why do you ask?" Chu Lin asked.

"If your surname was Han, would you name me Hanjie?" Chu He said.

"No wonder your name sounds familiar to me. I seem to have heard it somewhere."

"——"
Chapter completed!