Fatherly love is like a mountain; brother has younger brother's attack 2

Cao Xiaorui was doing homework at home waiting for his father to come home. His younger brother Cao Xiaoqi went to participate in a school club activity. He made a simple meal of three dishes and a soup, waiting for his father and brother to come home to eat together.

　　He felt a little heavy-hearted, thinking that his father was called to Xiaoqi's grandmother's house, and that he must be introduced to a blind date or something. Maybe... Xiaoqi's grandmother would even advise his father to just abandon him, so that this home without a hostess could live a little easier.

　　He bit his lip and felt like crying. Now he has truly become a redundant person in this family. Even if he is more sensible and does more housework, what does it matter? Although he doesn't think that any woman can take better care of the sloppy father and son than himself, he can't replace a woman's position anyway, and his father will definitely remarry.

　　He knew intellectually that he should support his father in remarrying, but emotionally he couldn't bear it at all.

　　Cao Xiaorui's childhood was spent in endless quarrels between his parents and violent beatings from his biological father, so he often wondered when he was a child, is his father really supposed to be like this? When he was happy, he would give himself a few dollars to buy himself a popsicle. When he was unhappy, he would pick up something and throw it at him.

　　He remembered very clearly that one year he got full marks in the exam and ran home happily with the test papers, wanting to make his parents happy too. However, what was waiting for him was his father in a bad mood who kicked him to the edge of the bed. His head hit the iron bedside heavily and a lot of hot blood flowed out.

　　When his mother came home from get off work, she screamed and ran to the hospital carrying him. Fortunately, it was only an external injury, but this injury strengthened my mother's determination to divorce, and she was even willing to give up everything just to take him away.

　　The man had always thought that the mother and son were jinxes, and that he would always lose whenever he gambled with them, so he readily took away all the family's property and signed the divorce agreement.

　　When Cao Xiaorui grew up, he often thought that he was very grateful to his biological father for that kick, otherwise his mother would not have divorced him. If she hadn't divorced him, he might not have met Cao Yucheng, and he would not have had the opportunity to enjoy a real family, a tall father, and a lovely younger brother like other children.

　　Cao Yucheng is actually a very gentle father. And she is more gentle to him than to Xiaoqi. The best things in the house were always intended for him. She never even spoke loudly to him. She loved him as if he were made of glass, so much so that he almost forgot that he was not that man's biological son, but just a burden. Now that his mother is gone, will this burden return to his original fate? Cao Yuben was originally only Xiaoqi's father, not his own.

　　As Cao Xiaorui thought about it, his nose couldn't help but feel a little sore.

　　The "Ding Dong" sound of the doorbell interrupted his wandering thoughts and he knew that Cao Yucheng had returned.

　　It was very strange, as long as his son was at home, the man would never open the door by himself. Of course, the same went for his younger brother. He often wondered if he was not at home, both of them would be too lazy to eat or take a bath and lie in bed all day... "

　　Son, why are you crying? Are you missing your mother again?" As soon as Cao Yucheng entered the door and saw Cao Xiaorui's red eyes, his heart ached. In the past few months since his wife passed away, the child has had no appetite. All he cooked every day is for him and Cao Xiaoqi to eat, but his little chin is so hungry that it makes him pointed. He feels so distressed to see this but he can't think of any solution.

　　"Nothing... Dad, are you hungry? The meal is ready." Cao Xiaorui didn't want his father to know what he was thinking, so he quickly changed the subject.

　　"Dad is not hungry. Wait for your brother to come back and eat together. Then you can talk to Dad." Cao Yucheng put his arm around his eldest son's shoulders and led him to the sofa. My goodness, there is not even any meat on my shoulders. If I keep losing weight like this, I will become just skin and bones.

　　So, people with delicate minds are bound to have delicate bodies as well. No matter how sad Cao Xiaoqi and I were, after a few days, the sadness would be diluted by time, and we would still have to eat and sleep as usual. The problem is that Xiaorui is a child whose thoughts are almost as troublesome as his hair. As a father, I am not responsible enough and have not cared for him and guided him well in time.

　　"..." Cao Xiaorui bit his lip and said nothing, feeling sad and uncomfortable. Every time his father spoke to him gently, he felt a pang of pain in his heart, and sometimes his heart beat very fast, and he didn't know why.

　　When she looked up, she saw Cao Yucheng's square face looking at her with concern, and her face turned red immediately. He didn't know how to explain his feelings, and he didn't want his father to keep staring at him like this. He wanted to stand up, but as soon as he stood up, he was caught in his father's strong arms.

　　Cao Xiaorui was not heavy to begin with, and because of his unstable center of gravity, he fell heavily into Cao Yucheng's arms.

　　Why is this child so soft? Cao Yucheng was shocked by the feel of the body in his arms. As both men, he and his youngest son were hard. Why was Xiaorui so boneless and so comfortable to hold?

　　Not only does it feel good, but it also smells good... This must be the scent of the shower gel my wife liked to use before, why does it smell so fragrant and good when Xiaorui uses it?

　　Cao Yucheng's heart was filled with alarm bells, and he felt that he was a little distracted. Could it be that he has no need to shoot a pistol since he hasn't even used one in the past three months? But no matter how much she wanted it, it was impossible for her to have such a breathless and accelerated heartbeat reaction towards her precious son?

　　"Dad... Dad..." Cao Xiaorui also raised his head from his father's arms awkwardly. His father hugged him tightly, with almost his whole body pressed against his hard arms. How could the sound of his father's heartbeat like thunder escape his ears? The thumping sound made his face even redder.

　　Seeing his son's face turn pink and his eyes filled with moisture because of anxiety, as if he was anxious and about to cry, the string in Cao Yucheng's head broke. He didn't know what he was doing, so he leaned over and kissed his lips, which were unusually red from being bitten.