I can see hell in my left eye

Chapter 840

The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

It took the man a long time to calm down. He glanced at Shang Liqi and said seriously: "Your mother and I live in Fenghao Hotel, come over tonight, let's have dinner together, and I will reserve a seat in the hotel restaurant in advance."

Shang Liqi looked indifferent: "Sorry, I'm not interested."

"You kid, don't you even want to have a meal with us? Even if you don't want to see me, what about your mother? Do the math yourself, how long has it been since you saw her?"

Shang Liqi frowned, looking impatient.

He didn't follow up.

I have known him for several years, but in the past few years, I have never seen his parents come back to see him, and he rarely mentioned them, so it is estimated that there is very little contact.

I can understand that he didn't contact his father, but hasn't he contacted his mother for such a long time?
"Shang Liqi, it's better than you..." I just opened my mouth, and before I finished speaking, he interrupted me abruptly: "Don't worry about my affairs, and have dinner with me tonight."

His tone was non-negotiable.

Hearing this, the man hurriedly said: "Since you want to have dinner together, come here together, there are so many people."

"Don't go."

Shang Liqi rejected the man.

The man's face turned completely green.

……

After leaving the cemetery, I heard from Shang Liqi that his father's name was Shang Qizhu and his mother's name was Shang Wan. Shang Qizhu's surname was only Shang.

Although Shang Wan is a descendant of Shang Yi, she has no interest in hunting ghosts, nor is she born with a pair of yin and yang eyes like her elder brother Shang Yi.

Because she had no talent, she gave up hunting ghosts. Later, she met Shang Qizhu, fell in love with Shang Qizhu, and devoted all her energy to her family.

However, Shang Qizhu is not a single-minded man.

Shang Wan knew this very well, but she couldn't let go of Shang Qizhu. After giving birth to Shang Liqi, she thought that for Shang Liqi, she couldn't separate herself from Shang Qizhu.

For so many years, she has been swallowing her anger and making herself blind. She has always turned a blind eye to Shang Qizhu's promiscuous behavior outside.

Shang Liqi was very angry about this.

He felt that his mother's behavior was pampering his father again and again, and that she would only make himself more miserable.

But she still persisted until now.

Originally, they planned to emigrate to the United States as a family of three, but Shang Liqi refused to go, and his attitude was very tough. At that time, he was still studying in China, so Shang Wan entrusted him to Shang Yi to take care of him.

It's not that Shang Liqi has no contact with his mother at all, it's just that there are relatively few contacts, but the phone has never been disconnected.

He really lost contact with his father.

He didn't take the initiative to contact Shang Qizhu, and Shang Qizhu never took the initiative to contact him. The two of them were like familiar strangers. Over the years, they became more and more estranged.

No, the old couple flew back from the United States, but Shang Liqi did not receive any news at all.

"Seeing him in front of Yao Ji's tomb, I find it incredible." He said suddenly.

The "he" he mentioned undoubtedly refers to Shang Qizhu.

I squeezed out a smile, "Maybe he has always felt guilty about what happened to the enchantress..."

"He is really guilty." Shang Liqi interrupted me, and said with a frown: "But the country is easy to change, and the nature is hard to change. He still messes around everywhere. The death of the enchantress didn't change him in the slightest."

"..."

I don't know what else to say.

Maybe Shang Qizhu is such a person, he can't change it, but at least, he hasn't had the idea of ​​abandoning Shang Wan and Shang Liqi yet.

Don't know if it's worth it or not.

The car was running smoothly, and we arrived in the urban area in a short time.

Shang Liqi sent me back to my residence, turned the car around, and prepared to go back.

Before he left, I called him to stop, hesitated for a few seconds, but couldn't help persuading him: "If you don't have anything to do at night, why don't you go to Fenghao Hotel and have a meal with your parents, and it's for your mother, you should show up anyway."

"talk later!"

He made a perfunctory sentence and drove away in the car.

After watching his car disappear at the end of the street, I turned and entered the house.

As soon as he entered the door, he heard Xichen's crying from the second floor.

I was so anxious that I rushed upstairs before I could change my shoes.

Rushing into the bedroom, Wang Ma was hugging Xichen and coaxing him non-stop. She kept sending toys to Xichen, but it was useless. Xichen would grab the toy and throw it away.

Little guy, he is not big, but he has a big temper!
I stepped forward and took Xichen from Wang Ma's arms.

Wang Ma explained to me with a bitter face: "Ma'am, I don't know why Xichen burst into tears all of a sudden. The diaper was just changed, he didn't urinate and defecate, and he was well fed at noon. He was fine before, but suddenly he lost control. I really don't know what's going on."

"I see."

"Ma'am, I'm sorry!"

"It's not your fault, don't worry about it."

Mama Wang has been doing her best, and she is very serious about her work. Xichen is too naughty. Recently, the little guy's mood is very unstable, and sometimes he loses his temper suddenly, but I can't find the reason, and I have a headache.

"It's okay, I'll go first."

Wang Ma hung her head very low, even though I didn't mean to blame her, she still looked timid.

"Okay, be careful on the road."

"Thank you ma'am."

She quickly evacuated, as if eager to leave the room that was noisy with Xichen's crying.

She had been away for a long time, Xichen was still crying in my arms, her two chubby little hands scratched and grabbed my hair, pulling it for a while.

I gritted my teeth in pain, I couldn't bear it anymore, and yelled at him: "Xichen, let go!"

Being scolded by me loudly, Xichen was stunned, and the crying stopped.

I quickly took the opportunity to pull my hair out of his little hand, glared at him, and shouted: "What are you crying about?"

He can already say some simple words. Sometimes when he is hungry, he says he will be hungry, wants to have a bowel movement, and will say that he wants to urinate.

He is quite sensible, but recently, he often lost his temper for no reason, which completely puzzled me.

Seeing him pursing his lips, with a grievance on his face, and tears rolling down his face, I feel extremely distressed.

I hugged him tighter, and I said softly, "Xichen is good, mom is wrong, mom shouldn't yell at you, but you have to tell mom what you want."

After the words fell, he struggled restlessly in my arms.

What he did next surprised me.

He actually stretched out his little finger and pointed to the wedding photo of Ming Si and me hanging above the bed, and said in a childlike voice, "I want Dad."

Following the direction of his finger, I looked carefully, and what he was pointing at was indeed Ming Si.

He didn't point randomly, he remembered Ming Si and knew that the man with closed eyes in the photo was his father.

(End of this chapter)