Eighty's little daughter-in-law counterattacks life

Chapter 439 439. Father and Son
439. Father and son
Jiang Xiaodong knew that his son didn't like to be close to him since he was a child. He was always a taciturn person in front of him. He never knew what was going on in his heart.

Jiang Xiaodong wanted his son to be a soldier, but his son just didn't like being a soldier. He said that a man who served as a soldier was a real man, and Jiang Guo choked him to death with one word.

He said: "If you hadn't been a soldier, my mother wouldn't have died. What kind of man is a man who can't even take care of his own wife and children?"

It turned out that he blamed him for his mother's death.

Indeed, he was responsible and guilty for his wife's death. He didn't take good care of her, and he didn't spend more time with her.

This is the biggest guilt in his life.

If he could, he would give up everything in exchange for his wife's life, but it was too late.

No amount of guilt can replace his wife.

So when his son said this sentence full of resentment, he couldn't say anything, and he couldn't say anything against his son's decision not to be a soldier but to choose to do business.

Although he feels that doing business is an unpopular way.

There has always been a mountain between them, and they are often relatively silent, so he understands his son's reluctance to live in the same room with him just now, but at this moment, Jiang Xiaodong has a strong desire to be with him. The son opened up and had a good talk.

When eating at Zhao Xiaoling's restaurant just now, when his son talked about Zhao Xiaoling, his eyes and words were full of tenderness. Jiang Xiaodong hadn't seen such a son for a long time. It seemed that before his mother was alive when he was nine years old, he He was just a well-behaved and lovely son. After his mother passed away, he became more and more indifferent, an indifference that a child shouldn't have at his age.

No matter how hard Jiang Xiaodong tried, his son would never be able to return to the son he was in the past.

But just now in the restaurant, when he talked about doing business with Zhao Xiaoling, the warmth in his eyebrows made Jiang Xiaodong's heart throb. His son has not changed, and there is still a softness in his heart. He just shut himself up. , but in front of Zhao Xiaoling, he opened his heart and was defenseless, because in her body, there was the shadow of his mother.

So Jiang Xiaodong instantly felt how failed his father was.

He never had the confidence and patience to really walk into his son's heart.

Jiang Xiaodong walked to the door of his son's room and knocked lightly on the door.

Jiang Guo opened the door.

Jiang Xiaodong looked at the tall and strong son in front of him who looked exactly like himself, and there was a tinge of tenderness in his heart.

"Guoguo, let's have a chat, shall we?"

Jiang Guo was a little surprised. In his impression, his father always demanded and ordered him more than he cared about him.

Such kindness and kindness are rare, or in other words, this kind of attitude is normal for Jiang Tingting, but he is always stern with him.

Jiang Guo nodded, "Come in!"

The layout of the father and son's room is exactly the same, with two beds, a desk, and two chairs.

Jiang Guo sat down on the bed casually, and Jiang Xiaodong sat next to his son.

Jiang Guo was not used to sitting so close to his father when he was alone, so he instinctively moved a little to the side to keep a certain distance from him.

"Guoguo, from what you said in the restaurant just now, it seems that you and Xiaoling know each other very well and get close? Do you often see each other in the capital?"

(End of this chapter)