Not to mention how sad Cao Zhonghe was, nor to say how shocked Xiao Xu was. Just mother-in-law Yu was extremely sad to learn that Zhang Yutong was forced to break up with Cao Zhengxuan.

Zhang Yutong left a very beautiful impression on Grandma Yu.

Objectively speaking, Zhang Yutong is beautiful, sensible, and polite. She does not have the vanity and exaggeration of a young girl. In Grandma Yu's opinion, this kind of girl is the best for a daughter-in-law.

You know, Grandma Yu has already treated Cao Zhengxuan as her son before she knew it.

However, when we break up, we break up. Who will live in the newly decorated wedding house again? Where should we hide the wedding photos we have taken? Who will use the furniture we have purchased again?

It is really hard for the elderly of Grandma Yu to accept it.

And Cao Zhengxuan didn’t have time to sigh at all!

After leaving the Second Affiliated Hospital, Cao Zhengxuan explained Zhang Yutong's "betrayal" to everyone, and it was already time for Cheng Chuifan to invite everyone to dinner. After a simple meal, Cao Zhengxuan immediately drove back to Yangjiang. During the five-hour drive, Cao Zhengxuan never dared to sigh at the teasing of fate on him. He forced himself to concentrate on driving safety. When he returned to Yangjiang, what he was waiting for him to attend the evening self-study of the second grade of high school (4). Even the major event that Hua'an Construction Company undertakes the construction of the Wusan Avenue project can only be held after the evening self-study.

Several senior executives of Huaan Construction Company and all the ministers sat in the conference room and waited quietly for Cao Zhengxuan, but no one complained.

What everyone's hearts are constantly rising is their gratitude for Cao Zhengxuan. The "lost and regained" project of the Wusan Avenue project is completely due to Cao Zhengxuan's clever arrangements and Fu Daicheng's wit.

The meeting lasted for an hour and a half, which means that when Cao Zhengxuan arrived home, the bell was about to ring in the early morning.

But my father was still sitting in the living room waiting for him.

My father's hair seemed to be whiter and he looked how many years older in one day.

No matter how tired Cao Zhengxuan was, he still sat next to his father.

What Cao Zhengxuan could never imagine was that his father waited for him to go home for several hours, not to blame his son or to express his regrets to his son, but to tell his son about his failed relationship.

Cao Zhonghe placed a few side dishes on the dining table in advance, a stack of peanuts, a stack of fried soybeans, and a stack of moldy tofu, all of which were side dishes for wine. The wine was also poured.

Cao Zhonghe has half a cup, Cao Zhengxuan has full cup.

The father and son sat down face to face.

"Dad knows that you are very sad. If you can't say anything to comfort me, I'll drink with you. Didn't your Master Cheng Chuifan say that, you can relieve your worries after getting drunk." Cao Zhonghe picked up the cup and took a sip.

"I can't tell that my dad is quite creative." Cao Zhengxuan felt sour, but what he said was this.

"Where do I know any creativity, a person who doesn't understand culture?" Cao Zhonghe trembled and used chopsticks to hold fried soybeans. After several failed, he simply picked them up with his fingers.

"But I am still very grateful to my dad." Cao Zhengxuan took a big sip of wine. "I also hope my dad will think about it. If you think about it, your son is so handsome, so young and promising, it will take a minute to marry a satisfactory daughter-in-law."

"Haha, I have this confidence too. Zhengxuan, do you know why my dad was a homeless man back then?" Cao Zhonghe asked suddenly.

"Uh?" Cao Zhengxuan was stunned.

"It's because of feelings, because of women!" Cao Zhonghe's already turbid eyes turned red, "Because of women's betrayal!"

"Dad, why are you doing to recall this sad thing?"

"Because it's time to talk about this," Cao Zhonghe slapped his own big sip of wine, and saw it in half a glass of wine. "I have to let my son know how fragile his father is. Because I don't want my son to be as fragile as his father!"

Cao Zhengxuan immediately understood Cao Zhonghe’s intention, and tears filled his eyes.

In order to prevent his son from repeating his mistakes back then, Cao Zhonghe tore up his already healed emotional wound!

This is Cao Zhonghe’s different fatherly love! This is the great fatherly love!

"Dad, don't worry. Just think about how your son grew up. Your son is strong." Cao Zhengxuan comforted his father and took the initiative to add white wine to his father.

"When talking about this relationship, my dad's heart is still painful now. It's like breaking a bowl and the fragments cut a deep hole in your hand. When you think back on this incident many years later, you still feel that the hole is very painful." Cao Zhonghe's eyes began to be confused, "That girl, no, now it should be said to be an old woman."

"But in my dad's mind she will always be a girl." Cao Zhengxuan interrupted.

"Yes. Because she was eighteen when she left me, and I never saw her again since, so she will always be eighteen in my mind."

"Isn't she in Yangjiang?" Cao Zhengxuan asked.

Cao Zhonghe shook his head sadly, "No. She eloped with a man who came to play cotton at home and never came back."

"Ah?" Cao Zhengxuan was surprised, "Eloped with a cotton-pinning person?"

"Son, don't you know that at that time, many craftsmen of this type came to our Yangjiang River to travel around, such as those who made copper and locks, those who burned stoves and made irons, those who were peddlers, and those who were stylists, and those who were stylists. The girl your dad liked was caught by a young man who was stolen from cotton."

"Does that girl don't like her dad? Will she let a cotton-pinning person go away?"

"You don't understand this. You may think that playing cotton is nothing now. It feels like he is no different from singing people, but in that era, these skilled people were very popular. Your dad is far inferior to them. Xiuhua is the girl your dad likes. Before he had contacted this cotton, he liked what your dad liked so much. Her parents didn't object to our contact."

"How does Xiuhua look?" Cao Zhengxuan asked.

"It's very beautiful, really beautiful. I can't tell you how much I like him." Cao Zhonghe's eyes became more and more confused. "She is small, with a very pretty face and a sweet voice. She speaks like a bird's singing. It's like the yellow oriole singing in the book. By the way, Xiuhua likes singing in particular. She can learn any kind of song. My father is fascinated by her singing."

"So, Dad likes to sing, too?"

"Of course. We like each other because we all like to sing."

"But why haven't I heard my dad sing since I was a child?"

"After the eloping Xiuhua abandoned me and played cotton, I never sang again. Zhengxuan, I still remember Xiuhua's "The Water of the Little River". The tune and the taste were better than the original singer. She learned this song specifically to sing for me, because once I was going to go far because of family affairs." Cao Zhonghe was completely immersed in his memories, "That was the first night I was going out, it was a summer night, and I asked Xiuhua to go to the Yangjiang River beach to blow the wind. The moon was not that good that night.

It's round but very bright. The water of Yangjiang River is not very deep but very clear. The water waves are shining with moonlight. Xiuhua and I hugged each other and sat facing the river. Xiuhua said that she had adapted to the life of being with me every day. When I suddenly went out, she was very disappointed and lost. It was in this situation that she suddenly hummed softly: the moon came out brightly, brightly, and I remembered my brother in the deep mountains; my brother walked like the moon and walked in the sky, brother, brother, the river flowed at the foot of the mountain with a quiet water..."
Chapter completed!