"Auntie, there is no right or wrong path in life," Pei Qing said, "regret is meaningless. Like do you think your last marriage was a mistake? If so, was Xueqing's birth a mistake? ?"

Zhan Yingfei did not speak.

Pei Qing said, "Isn't life just about walking out step by step? There is no need to regret or look back."

After a while, Zhan Yingfei sighed and said, "I just think your character is too mature, in fact, you will be too tired to live like this."

Pei Qing said to her, "Sometimes it's very tiring. Only when I'm with Yangyang can I feel relaxed."

Zhan Yingfei didn't say anything after that.

Pei Qing knew that Pei Jingrong was conceitedly waiting for him to compromise and wait for him to go back and apologize, but he knew that Pei Jingrong would definitely not wait. He never thought about never going to see Pei Jingrong. Pei Jingrong is still his father, but meeting him doesn't mean compromise. He doesn't compromise, and Pei Jingrong will never compromise.

I don't know if Pei Jingrong will be old one day, and will he regret it when he thinks back to the current situation of the father and son?

During the winter vacation of the third year of high school, Zhan Weiyang did not have a long vacation, and after the school holiday, Zhan Weiyang also read and reviewed at home every day.

Pei Qing was busy for a long time years ago, working overtime until late at night every day, and didn't have a holiday until the day before the New Year's Eve.

The atmosphere of this year's New Year is a little awkward.

Neither Pei Jingrong and his wife came over. Zhan Weiyang's second uncle's family came a few years ago, took his grandmother over for the New Year, and invited Zhan Pengcheng and his family to come too.

Zhan Weiyang was reluctant to go, because Pei Qian was not on vacation at that time, and he also wanted to review at home.

Now that grandma is gone, Aunt Luo will go home with her for the New Year. Wherever Zhan Pengcheng can rest assured that Zhan Weiyang is alone at home, he will also stay, and only ask Zhan Weiguang to go to his second uncle to celebrate the New Year alone.

Zhan Weiguang said, "I don't want to go either."

Hearing what he said, Zhan Pengcheng said, "Let's stay, let's celebrate the New Year together as a family."

Zhan Weiyang looked at Zhan Pengcheng and said nothing.

Zhan Pengcheng said, "What do you see me doing?"

Zhan Weiyang said, "Brother Qing is also here for the New Year."

Zhan Pengcheng said: "Come here, I didn't want him to come, what are you doing to me?"

Zhan Weiyang said quickly, "I'm not fierce."

Zhan Weiguang was lying on the sofa and playing with his mobile phone, but then he looked up at Zhan Weiyang and said, "Why aren't you fierce? Your tone was fierce just now."

Zhan Weiyang said, "I don't, I just remind Dad."

Zhan Pengcheng said, "Okay, Dad knows, please invite your brother Qing to come together for the New Year."

On the New Year's Eve, Zhan Pengcheng was gearing up to prepare a New Year's Eve dinner for his two sons. Although he didn't know how to cook at all, he hadn't been in the kitchen for more than ten years, and he had been busy in the kitchen since morning.

This state continued until Pei Qian came over.

Pei Qing washed his hands to help Zhan Pengcheng, and all of a sudden the work in the kitchen became organized.

Zhan Pengcheng took time to rest by the door and smoked a cigarette secretly. He looked at Pei Qing's back and said, "If only you were my son." His two sons were still sleeping upstairs.

After saying this, Zhan Pengcheng suddenly felt inappropriate again, as if he was implying something, it seemed that he was not reserved at all. Although he doesn't object to Pei Qing and Zhan Weiyang's affairs, he still hopes that Zhan Weiyang can find a cute and cute girlfriend instead of a tall and handsome boyfriend.

So he added: "I'm talking about my own son."

Pei Qing smiled when he heard the words, didn't say anything, didn't even stop what he was doing.

When it was time for the New Year's Eve dinner, Zhan Pengcheng and Pei Qing really prepared a table of dishes.

Zhan Weiguang saw it and said, "Wow, there are too many dishes, can we finish it?"

Zhan Pengcheng opened the wine cabinet to look for wine and said, "If you can't finish it, eat leftovers every day."

Zhan Weiguang pointed at Zhan Weiyang with chopsticks: "I leave it to you, I must eat it all."

As a result, Zhan Weiyang said happily, "Okay, I've finished all of them." He knew that the dinner was cooked by Pei Qian and Zhan Pengcheng, and many of them were his favorite dishes, so he was looking forward to it from the afternoon.

Seeing that Zhan Pengcheng took a bottle of wine and put it on the dining table, Zhan Weiguang said, "Dad, don't drink."

Zhan Pengcheng took another very small wine glass and showed it to him: "Just have a drink." Then he said, "You can have some."

The temperature outside is very low, and don't know when snowflakes start to float. It's just that it doesn't snow often in this southern city, and no one knows it's snowing outside.

The room was very warm. It was different from the lively atmosphere of a big family last year. This year, although there were fewer people and a little deserted, the atmosphere was very mild.

Zhan Pengcheng seldom drinks now. He rarely has the opportunity to drink a small cup, so he cherishes it very much, and takes a small sip and is reluctant to finish it.

Zhan Weiyang didn't stop his mouth all night, and he ate to his heart's content.

After eating, Zhan Pengcheng was a little too lazy to move, pushed the bowl forward, looked at the messy tabletop, and said, "Let's clean up tomorrow."

Zhan Weiguang stretched, got up and said, "I'll go to the party first." This year's Spring Festival Gala had a female star he liked very much.

At this time, Pei Qing said to Zhan Pengcheng, "I'll wash the dishes. Uncle, you can go to the party with Wei Guang."

Zhan Pengcheng suddenly felt embarrassed, and he said, "Why are you embarrassed, let me do it."

Pei Qing had already started to get up to clean up the table and said, "It's okay."

Zhan Pengcheng glanced at Zhan Weiyang, and suddenly thought that he had exhausted even such a precious son to Pei, what's the embarrassment of letting him wash the dishes, so he said, "That's hard work for you." He got up and went living room.

Zhan Weiyang was still sitting on the chair, looking up at Pei Qing with a smile.

Pei Qing asked him, "What are you happy about?"