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Chapter 486 The ten sons of Yu Gong

The Zhuo family courtyard at the foot of the mountain has been completely built. The two years of precise and fine carving, the small courtyard occupied by the area is not exquisite and elegant, compact and scattered.
Shanquan Xiaoxi euphemistically passing through the garden, this is a deliberately draining from not far away. On one side, mountains and mountains are all over the mountains, and the mountains on the side of the mountain are full of shadows.
Gao Yuan overlooks the prosperity of the city, and you can also enjoy the leisure of avoiding the world.
Let's say that, even if Zhuo Yang doesn't do anything, buying here as a small attraction can make people visit, it is estimated that he can eat and drink for a lifetime.
However, after all, more than 30 kilometers away from the city center, Zhuo Tongtong and his wife Yang Hong have to go to work. They ca n’t afford such a long way to toss. The traffic in Xi'an morning and evening peaks is made of scalp.
Zhuo Tongtong and Yang Hong still live in the unit building of the courtyard. Only the weekend will drive here to enjoy the two -person world here for two days. Usually, the two doors of the yard are locked.
No matter what happened. However, the school has already taken the summer vacation now, and the couple have avoided the summer early to avoid the coolness, so they are reluctant.
After staying in the prosperous city for a long time, Zhuo Yang didn't want to leave as soon as he lived. He couldn't say why, he always felt that he lived here and was very refreshing, and his sleep quality was quite high.
Because of the air quality, maybe there are more trees and more negative oxygen ions.
Ke Zi said, here should be a treasure of Feng Shui. But the Captain Jing Feng Dao who stayed in Xianguan said: What Feng Shui, do n’t know how to talk about it.
The place where vitality is gathered.
Ke Zi murmured: Did you talk about Feng Shui?
Then, then
After dinner, talk together to see the sky fighting together, this is not seen in the bright city. It feels a little sleepy, Yang Hong went to rest first, she is still losing her mother's recovery. Zhuo Zhuo.
Yang and his father continued to talk slowly.
After considering for a long time, Zhuo Yang still didn't hold it, and asked his father's question that he had been in his heart during this time. "Dad, have you ... hated grandparents?"
"Why?"
"Dad, you are only 16 years old that year, grandpa and grandma, they ..."
"I understand what you mean." Zhuo Yang was a high IQ. How would his father be stupid? Zhuo Tongtong immediately heard the voice of his son's string.
"Do you think your grandparents didn't consider me at that time, just thinking about the children of other people's family, but make your child an orphan?"
"Almost ... this means."
"Dad, in fact ... at the beginning ... I complained about your grandparents." Zhuo Tongtong took off his glasses, took a breath, and wiped the lens with short -sleeved clothes. "Dad was only sixteen years old at that time, then at that time, then
... "Zhuo Tongtong didn't say anymore.
The bereavement of a young man is one of the most tragic sufferings in the world, not to mention that the parents died.
"But later, I understood slowly, so I didn't complain about your grandparents. After all, my father and grandparents have lived for 16 years. In those sixteen years, I and other children were no different. Your grandparents love me."
"Zhuo Yang, my good son. Dad once told you that as long as people do one thing in this life, what else do you remember?"
"What is doing now!"
"That's right, do everything you do, the most important thing in front of you. Life is the same. How can there be so many conspiracy and move, many things come to you, you can only do him first."
"The same is true of your grandparents. When they face the flood, they can't think about how their children are. Only the children in the school in front of the school are the most important."
"Doing things, in fact, not so much look forward, just lower your head to do it. This is the case in life. Everything is judged and analyzed. It is boring to do it.
Choose too much. "
"Dad, I don't know very much."
"Slowly you understand." Zhuo Tongtong showed a mysterious smile. "You are my son, I can understand, you will naturally understand it."
The night curtain is like an extremely wide blanket. The stars are like a crystal and glittering gemstone on this blanket. The night is late, the city in the distance is still hustle and bustle.
Sleep.
Zhuo Yang talked with his father for a long time. He talked about the people and what he met in Milan. He talked about the old Mu of Jiushan Marine. He also talked about Cheng Hao and talked about domestic football.
Zhuo Tongtong said: "Do you know what the easiest thing in the world is? What is the most difficult?"
"Criticism is the simplest! Critics will never be wrong, and they will always be straightforward. They only criticize and do not build nothing."
"It's like a spray on the Internet?" Zhuo Yang inserted his mouth.
"Spray is not even critics, they are just habitually looking for a sense of existence."
"Then ... is it like those readers who like to give bad reviews in this book?" Zhuo Yang said: "Do you let the author give them a pen and let them write? ... Forget it, dad, then you will say
. ""
"Yugong moved to the mountain!" Dad said: "If there are ten sons, some of these ten sons have iron, some stitches, some bridges, some cooking wood, some of the lives of the Yugong family will be
After that, the mountain can move down. However, if the ten sons are Lu Xun, Zhuo Yang, how do you guess how to die? "
"Hahahahaha ..." Zhuo Yangle couldn't support it. He didn't expect to interpret Lu Xun like this.
"It is the hardest to do things on the ground!" The father said: "People who do not do things will never be wrong. People who do wrong are people who do things.
"Under the avalanche, no snowflake is innocent!"
"The status quo of Chinese football is now from managers to players, to media and fans, everyone is responsible." Dad said.
Zhuo Yang nodded: "Cheng Hao said the same."
Dad stood up and held his hands and held his waist, twisting left and right. "Cheng Hao is very admirable. He is actually the person who is the most qualified to scold Chinese football. With his pen, he can rely on criticism to be famous and favorable.
He can be comfortable and comfortable to stay with you to be a football Lu Xun. "
Dad sat back in the cold chair and raised his legs like Zhuo Yang on the railing of the water pavilion.
"Zhuo Yang, you will be 23 years old in a few days ..."
"Yeah, you are 23 years old in a few days." Mom Yang Hong turned out of the small building and caught the topic. When I saw my wife, I came to cool.
, Let your wife sit down.
Zhuo Yang asked his dad to sit on his own cold chair. He rode on the railings and leaned against the pillars. The clear sky without the moon was covered with the stars.
"A 23 -year -old person, when do you plan to bring a girlfriend back and let your mother see it." Yang Hong said.
"Mom ..." Zhuo Yang rubbed his nose, a little embarrassed. "... 23 years old but not big ..."
Mom waved his hand. "Two things this year, first, you won the gold medal of the Golden Chopin Competition." Zhuo Yang nodded quickly.
"Secondly, just in August, you must find a girlfriend in this year, not those scandals in the newspaper, and ask the serious girlfriend."
"Mom, do I have a girlfriend who is not serious?"
"Mom does not care!" The master of the family Yang Hong was cut off: "Next time, at this time next year, you have to bring your girlfriend to see me."
"Mom ..., you ... is it ... Is it a legend ... forced marriage?"
Chapter completed!
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