Chapter 88 The Affectionate Moon

Unfortunately, God will arrange everything to happen in a moment. Whether it is good or bad, it will always be far beyond the expectations of the parties involved.

Yi Hui was full of things and wanted to go out when he saw his father.

Yi Feng has changed his uniform, and a blue cloth robe makes him more and thinner.

Yi Hui raised his eyes and felt his father's strong anger. It was my father who heard his conversation with his mother just now. If it wasn't in my grandmother's yard, my father would have kicked him down.

"Daddy..."

Yi Hui's voice was low and slightly timid.

"Get out of the study and kneel down!"

The father's voice was low and cold, and Yi Hui couldn't help trembling and responding.

The sun sets, and a full moon slowly climbs up the sky.

The sky gradually sank, and the lanterns in the yard had hung up. However, my father still did not come to the study.

In the dark room, Yi Hui knelt straight on the ground and remained motionless.

He has been kneeling for more than an hour. Yi Hui's knee is sore and painful, and his stomach is hungry. He still can't escape such a punishment from Jiaxing to Huangzhou.

Yi Hui has been in awe of his father since he was a child, not because of how strict his father treated him, but because his father rarely noticed him, because as long as he stood in front of his father, he always strongly felt his father's awe-inspiring temperament. When I was a child, I hoped that my father could praise me. When I grew up, I just hoped that my father could recognize me, but it was impossible.

What would a father do if he knew about his mother?

It's useless for Yi Hui to dare to think about it.

Everything that should happen will happen, and he has never had a chance.

Deep night, he is already exhausted, sad, bitter, and a little fear. Yi Hui exhaled gently and his eyes were blank...

The door opened, and his father came from behind with a steady step. Yi Hui couldn't help straightening his back and kneeling straight.

"Oh, the young master is kneeling here."

is the voice of the housekeeper Zhang Fu.

Zhang Fu lit a kerosene lamp, looked at Yi Hui kneeling on the ground, and looked up at Yi Feng:

"Sir, what's the matter?"

"Zhang Fu, go out." Yi Feng said lightly, ignored Yi Hui, who was kneeling on the ground, sitting straight in the chair, grinding ink and writing with a pen.

The sound of Yi Feng scratching rice paper every time can be heard in the room. Yi Hui looked up at his father. In the shadow of the dim and swaying lamp, his father's whole body was covered with a thin layer of light. Father's cheeks are clear and angular. He frowned slightly, sometimes wrote hard, sometimes stopped to think, wrote a page dissatisfied, and then changed another page. In this way, he stopped writing for another hour.

Yi Hui tried his best to kneel straight and endured the severe pain under his knees, motionless.

His father ignored him, and he did not dare to speak. Fear kept spreading, and there was nothing he could do.

Finally, my father put down his pen and looked up at Yi Hui.

The father was so angry and fierce, and Yi Hui couldn't help lowering his head.

"I've been kneeling for two or three hours. Have you decided what to say to me?"

Yi Feng's voice was angry and tired.

Yi Hui kowtowed respectfully on the ground:

"The son is wrong and should not contradict his mother."

For a long time, Yi Feng smiled coldly, his thick eyebrows frowned tighter, and the anger in his eyes became even worse. When he spoke again, his voice was full of disappointment.

"Rebellious son, deceive the superiors and the subordinates, how long do you think you can hide it? My father doesn't know you. It turns out that you are weaker, but I didn't expect that you are very assertive and bold... You are so disappointed.

Yi Hui's body lying on the ground couldn't help trembling and suddenly looked up at his father. Tears suddenly gathered in his eyes, but there was no way to explain.

"Daddy..."

My father knew it and was really angry.

"Why don't you talk? What did you say to your mother just now? Repeat it again.

Yi Feng said coldly.

Yi Hui bit his lips and his eyes were full of fear. He didn't know how to face his angry father.

"Ty!"

Yi Feng scolded angrily.

"Dad, my son is wrong!" Yi Hui kowtowed heavily.

Hot tears fell on the cold ground, and no one saw them and no one knew.

At this moment, he is still the rebellious son who made an unforgivable mistake. Even if he has ten thousand truths, he is still indefensable in front of his father.

"Why, I dare not say it. Didn't you openly say that you don't care about your business?"

Yi Feng's voice rose.

"Daddy..."

Yi Hui lay on the ground and called softly.

"Look up at me!" Yi Feng ordered.

Yi Hui knelt down and looked up at his father. He looked at his red eyes because of anger. What was flowing in his eyes alternately was disappointment and pain. Yi Hui's heart was filled with fear.

With a "pop", a heavy slap in the face, Yi Hui fell to the ground and "buzzed" in his ear.

Fee the sweet blood in the air, Yi Hui gritted his teeth and swallowed it.

"Rebellious son, the father has always taught you to be a man with integrity, honesty and faith, and filial piety to your elders. How do you do it?"

"My son knows it's wrong."

Yi Hui is heartbroken.

"You don't know that you are wrong now. You know that you have committed it. In your heart, your father's words have never weighed anything!"

Yi Feng said coldly, "Have you been looking for her secretly? How dare you be a father? Do you dare to hide such a thing as a father? Can you have me as a father in your eyes? But there is an easy family!"

This is too heavy, and Yi Hui shook his head desperately to deny it:

"Dad, it's not like this. My son respects you, and my son doesn't dare to violate his father's words. The son is the child of the Yi family..."

"Do you still have the face to say this? Why are you looking for her as a father? Have you ever thought about the Yi family? You answer me!"

Yi Feng stood in front of Yi Hui and looked down at his son kneeling on the ground, painlessly.

"Dad..." Yi Hui looked at his father: "Dad, the son knows that grandma and dad hate their mother..."

"She is not your mother!"

Yi Feng said angrily, and his voice was extremely high.

With a "pop" and a heavy slap in the face, Yi Hui was fanned to the ground. Yi Hui didn't care about the pain and knelt straight again.

"Dad, grandma and dad can not recognize her, but half of her bones and blood flowed on her son's body. She gave her son half of her life, half of her confidence and half of her courage... She is a mother, and she can't change it.

Yi Feng is furious.

That woman without integrity is the shame of his life and the pain engraved in his heart. He can't tolerate her betrayal, let alone his son's thoughts about such a woman. Many years ago, Yi Hui occasionally talked about his mother, and Yi Feng punished him severely, hoping that his son could forget her. For many years, Yi Hui never mentioned his mother again, and Yi Feng also thought that his son understood his painstaking efforts. However, I really didn't expect that the son, who had always been obedient and even weak, dared to find that woman behind his back, even in front of him.

Yi Feng couldn't help raising his foot and kicking heavily at his son kneeling in front of him.

The martial arts practitioner made a heavy move, and Yi Hui did not dare to protect himself with internal force. Unexpectedly, he was kicked to the wall at once. Yi Hui's body hit the wall heavily, but regardless of the pain of breaking his body, Yi Hui knelt down and climbed to his father's feet. However, before he could beg for mercy, his father kicked him out again with a heavy foot. He knocked down the flower pot in the study unpreparedly. The pot broke to the ground, and several pieces pierced into his hands and legs. Before Yi Hui could react, his father followed him with heavy kicks.

The father's feet kept kicking on his chest, lower abdomen and legs, and there was no room for him to hide and gasp.

It hurts, it hurts too much. The internal organs are as brittle as this porcelain basin, which hurts my heart.

Yi Hui hugged his father's leg and gently changed his voice, and the sweet blood involuntarily flowed out of the corners of his mouth:

"Dad, my son is wrong. If you forgive my son, my son can't stand it..."

As soon as he spoke, hot tears overflowed, and Yi Hui's voice sobbed.

"Do you know it's wrong now? Why don't you think about it when you do it?"

Yi Feng exerted a little force, raised his leg and kicked Yi Hui's lower abdomen.

Under the severe pain, Yi Hui loosened his father's legs and couldn't help curling up. After a long time, he endured the severe pain and got up and knelt at his father's feet.

"It was she who abandoned us and the Yi family first. Since she left the Yi family, she has nothing to do with the Yi family. Don't you understand this truth? Yi Feng said angrily.

Yi Hui closed his eyes and let tears flow down without saying a word.

"You went to find her and dared to bring her back to Huangzhou. Have you considered today's consequences? Where do you put yourself as a father and the Yi family? She already has a home, but you still insist on going your own way without knowing it? Is this the son who has taught his father a lesson for so many years? Deceiving the superiors and concealing the subordinates, just for your own use!"

Yi Hui gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain in his body. His face was a little twisted, but he did not moan or speak.

"You are really not like me! You are like him, this eyes, this face, and even such a nature..." Yi Feng leaned over and raised his son's jaw and looked at it carefully, full of heartache.

At one moment, the fear dissipated.

This is my father's truth.

Yi Hui's eyes are still as peaceful as water, without complaint or anger, no fear and grievance, only empty...

"The father also said that the son still has traces of his mother. The mother raised her son. If the son has no filial piety, isn't it in vain? If he can help her, his son is naturally willing to do it. I didn't let my father know, but also because I knew that my son didn't want to embarrass my father. The father has the father's position, but no matter what, he is the mother of the son, and the son has the son's position, which is different from the father..."

Yi Hui's voice is calm but firm, fearless and fearless.

"Do you want to be a mother who has no integrity and shamelessness and abandons her son?"

Yi Feng asked coldly, his anger was extreme, but he was unusually calm.

"The son's appearance can't be changed, and the bloodline can't be changed."

Yi Hui allowed tears to flow. Consciousness has gradually drifted away.

For so many years, no matter how hard he tried, he was not recognized by his father. I'm afraid it's impossible. His body was still bleeding from her bones, which was hated and disgusted by his father.

"She is just a woman. He needs his man and his children to protect him. In troubled times, his man and his children can't protect her. She wants to find a way to live, which is just human. Why is she doomed? The father can ignore it, but the son can't. It turned out that the son could not protect his mother or stop his mother, but now the son still hopes to be able to honor his mother..."

Yi Hui said slowly and didn't care about the anger spewing from his father's eyes.

"You are accusing me and complaining about me, you resent me as a father..."

For a long time, Yi Feng sighed.

"No, my son dare not..." Yi Hui shook his head: "At that time, my father was still commanding the soldiers on the front line to drive away the enemy and defend the country for the national righteousness. Public and self-interested, because of public and private, the father is broad-minded and worthy of the world. He is a hero praised by everyone. How can the son accuse his father? The father is a hero, but the son is a mediocre man. The son hopes that both his father and mother will be happy. The son is the son of his mother. There is no righteousness or awe-inspiring righteousness. The son just hopes that both his father and mother will live a happy life... Living is fundamental. Yi Hui coughed gently, driving the wound in his body, which was painful: "My son just wants to live well. He doesn't want to be a great hero like his father, and he has never resented me. He left our mother in order to survive..."

"So, is this your truth?"

Yi Feng sat back on the chair feebly, and a sense of powerlessness came from before.

"My son has always wanted to be a good son of a father. The father asked his son to go to Jiaxing, and the son followed the master to learn martial arts well and do everything. The father asked his son to fight to kill the enemy, and the son fought bravely and fought hard to kill the enemy. Whether the son wants to do what the father arranges or not, the son will do his best and dares not violate it. When the father beats his son, the son suffers and never dares to blame the father. However, the son is also his mother's son. The father doesn't recognize her, but the son doesn't blame her. Why can't the father understand his son once..."

"Listen, I will never forgive the behavior of renegade and betrayal! There are some things that can't be understood and forgiven!"

Yi Feng said heavily.

"My son still has half of her bone and blood, with her thoughts..."

Yi Hui said sadly.

My father is so stubborn that no matter how I explain it, my father won't turn around.

"If one day, you dare to do this kind of thing for the benefit of the moment, abation and betrayal, I will solve you with my own hands!"

Yi Feng said coldly that there was no temperature at all.

Yi Hui's tears kept pouring out.

This is his father, his most respected and dedicated father. The righteousness in the father's heart is in front of this son.

Yi Hui's eyes were tearful, and Yi Feng's eyes were deep. The two looked at each other, but they were speechless for a long time.

After all, they are all so determined people.

"Listen, you must send her away, and you are never allowed to look for her and see her again. This matter is not negotiable! She has nothing to do with you anymore. You have to understand this truth!"

Yi Hui was speechless and did not respond respectfully as usual.

"Come on!"

Yi Feng shouted loudly.

Zhang Fu pushed the door and came in, looked at the mess in the room, and looked up at Yi Feng. Yi Feng's face was angry. Then he looked at Yi Hui, who was kneeling on the ground. Yi Hui's red and swollen cheeks and the corners of his mouth were bloody. He probably guessed something.

"Sir, what's going on? The young master is wrong. Please teach me well..."

"Lock him in the woodshed in the backyard, lock him up with chains, and find someone to watch. You send him something to eat every day, just don't starve to death. No one can get close without me!"

Yi Feng's cold instructions did not have any feelings.

"Master, you have beaten, how can you lock up the living child... Oh, young master, you beg for mercy from me. Why on earth are you..." Zhang Fu looked at the two people and was at a loss.

Yi Hui lay on the ground and kowtowed heavily:

"Father, take care!"

He endured the pain, clenched his teeth and stood up, and walked out to the backyard.

Behind him was the sound of Yi Feng throwing the teacup to the ground angrily and cracking porcelain. Yi Hui's heart trembled, stopped, and then gritted his teeth and walked forward.