I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

Chapter 44 044. Night Talk Part 2

Xu Xin didn't have the idea of ​​"his father should leave him alone and let his brother inherit the family property."

Not really.

It's just that he is confused... Although his father sent him out to study before, in the final analysis, he still wants to return to Shenmu.

But now this...

But he saw the old Chinese speaking seriously and looked at him and said:

"Our coal mine will be mined sooner or later."

"..."

Xu Xin didn't know what to say.

I just put down my chopsticks and waited quietly for my father's next words.

"Sooner or later. Dad wanted Ni to come back, but he seemed uneasy because he was afraid that Ni would be a bad student. But now I'm not afraid. This baby has grown so big and this is the first time he likes something so much... He actually looks like your mother. "

"..."

Xu Xin's heart trembled.

At a glance, I saw my father's eyes that were gradually turning red.

Then……

Just a sigh.

"well."

After flicking the ashes from his cigarette, the middle-aged man shook his head:

"Your mother can draw, and her dream is to become an artist. You are like her, especially... Huh."

Another cup of wine was downed.

In fact, Xu Xin rarely hears his father talk about his mother. Because every time he asked his mother something when he was a child, his father would always lose his temper and would either get beaten or would not allow him to ask with a cold face. Therefore, he heard many things from Xu Miao.

But Xu Xin never doubted his father's love for his mother.

Since he was a child, he had seen his father cry more than once while holding a photo of his mother during some festivals.

Therefore, when he heard that his father took the initiative to mention his mother today, he didn't know what to say for a moment.

And Xu Daqiang...

After finishing the glass of wine, he seemed not to want to talk anymore.

So he shook his head:

"Speaking of which, dad actually feels that the one he owes the most is Sanshui."

"..."

Xu Xin didn’t ask about her mother’s affairs, but just asked:

"Why?"

"Because Dad is looking for someone to take over~ Do you know what Sanshui's dream is?"

"Know……"

Xu Xin nodded:

"Get on the railway and be a train driver... When I was a kid, I heard my brother say more than once that he wanted to be a train driver. When Shenmu built the railway, he would be the first to drive a train back."

"yes……"

Xu Daqiang seemed to want to laugh, but couldn't. Finally, he just put out the cigarette:

"But the family business cannot be separated from people. How old were you at that time? He could only do it."

"Brother is doing very well now..."

"Of course, it's great!"

Xu Daqiang nodded without his son needing to explain:

"I just... feel like I owe you my brother. But who asked him to be my brother?"

"..."

Xu Xin was speechless.

Because he knew that it was his eldest brother's sacrifice that made his father say the words not to let him go back, but to pursue art outside.

At this time, he heard a sentence:

"Sanjin, dad is not very capable... That's why Sanshui had to come back to help dad. Dad felt uncomfortable, feeling that he had destroyed Sanshui's dream with his own hands... a dream that money can't buy. So... dad can't destroy it anymore. You Meng...work hard here and be an artist. Your mother will be happy if she knows it down there, you know?"

"...Yeah, I got it, Dad."

Nothing serious.

Xu Xin just picked up the bowl again, nodded, and agreed in the calmest tone.

Start cooking rice.

Seeing him wolfing down the food, Xu Daqiang also picked up the bowl and said:

"Ah, eat fast, eat slowly... Do you like to eat the fish with noodles made by dad?"

"Um!"

Xu Xin nodded:

"Dad makes the best noodles, just like when I was a kid."

"……hey-hey."

His son's words made the smile on Xu Daqiang's face bloom like a flower.

"Then eat more and eat slowly. If it's not enough, daddy will give it to you~"

"Um."

Following his agreement, Xu Daqiang also picked up the chopsticks, took a bite of scrambled eggs, and took another sip of wine from the wine glass.

…

The meal between father and son ended simply.

After it was over, Xu Xin did not go to the gym. Instead, he boiled water, made tea, and continued chatting with his father.

Stay with Xu Daqiang well.

The father and son chatted in various ways. No, in a hurry, they suddenly talked about something Xu Daqiang came to Yanjing to do this time.

"Do you still remember the guy who was arrested in Hongjiannao? Dad's brother who was the boss?"

"Well……"

Xu Xin thought for a while and nodded:

"Many years."

Dad had a few brothers who were popular in the world at that time.

There was no way, at that time we needed this kind of brother to be able to hang out on the road and ensure that others would not cause trouble.

Xu Xin has forgotten the name of the person dad was talking about, but only remembers his surname Chang.

Because of murder, he was taken to prison and sentenced to life.

But Xu Xin really didn't know what was going on.

After all... that era, from today's perspective, was really a bit chaotic.

It is true that unruly people come out of remote areas.

Don't talk about mines or not.

Northern Shaanxi is short of water, and sometimes conflicts arise between two families fighting for a well to water crops, which can eventually turn into a fight between two villages or even two local surnames.

To be more exaggerated, Xu Xin saw with his own eyes two human traffickers who came here to abduct women and were caught by people from other villages. After they were caught by people from other villages, they had their hands chopped off and were taken away by the police while holding the plastic bags containing their hands between their teeth.

The bloody scene gave him nightmares for several days.

Therefore, Xu Xin asked:

"What?"

"Dad came here to visit him once."

"...He is being held in Yanjing?"

"Well, your uncle Liu's nephew, brother-in-law, and brother-in-law are the guards here, so they can provide some care inside."

"Oh~"

Xu Xin nodded, and then asked curiously:

"Why?"

Hearing this, Xu Daqiang sneered disdainfully:

"Rich and crazy."

"Did you offend someone?"

"It's not like driving down a mine and hitting a sheepherder to death. You said you hit someone, so you should call the police. When someone comes, they want money and they want to give you money. Wouldn't it be fine if you pay compensation? He No, he and his brother-in-law rolled up the child, pulled it up the mountain, and buried it... But on the third day after the accident, the mountain needed to be cleared, and two forklifts dug it out with several shovels.

After someone died, they came over and started some economic investigation. Finally, they found the car and arrested his brother-in-law. His brother-in-law confessed him directly. Hit-and-run and various other charges resulted in a life sentence. He is just too crazy. When the sky is crazy, it will rain, and when people are crazy, there will be misfortune. Originally, because of the mining, the people nearby were trying to kill him, but when something happened, the people in the village worked together to kill him indefinitely...

Two days ago, dad went to see him... This guy is finished. well……"

"..."

Xu Xin fell into silence at some point and frowned.

Killing people...hit and run...children...mining accident...

It was originally a small talk, but when his son didn't answer, Xu Daqiang turned to look at him...

When he saw his son frowning, he asked in confusion:

"What's wrong?"

Unexpectedly, Xu Xin suddenly stood up after asking the question:

"Dad, go to bed early. I've got an inspiration... I need to make a story!"

After saying that, he left the glass room and went straight to the study.

"Well……"

Through the window, I looked at my son who was sitting in front of the computer and lighting a cigarette, then suddenly started typing on the computer.

Xu Daqiang was stunned for a moment, but immediately showed a smile of great relief.

I put out the cigarette, drank all the tea, walked to the door of the greenhouse and turned off the light.

Then, with quiet steps, he walked back to his bedroom.

The baby is creating art.

Keep your voice down.