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"It's fine. (Please search, update the fastest fiction website!)" Park Ji-hoon raised his hand and gently rubbed Park Min-ah's head, then pushed the door open.

Park Min Ah bit her lip and walked in after him.

At this time, the restaurant is naturally no longer open, and the restaurant is cleaned up and almost spotless, which is one of the reasons why the restaurant business is gradually improving.

However, after Park Ji-hoon saw it, he was not in a comfortable mood at all, and after a slight glance, he walked directly to the inner room on the second floor. There are two small floors, the first floor is the dining room, kitchen, etc., and the second floor is the housing.

As soon as I went up to the second floor, I smelled a strong smell of smoke.

"Hmm!" Park Min-ah couldn't help but reach out and cover her nose.

In the living room on the second floor, a middle-aged man was smoking a cigarette with his head bored, dressed in simple clothes, his face was vicissitudes, and his brows seemed to be always wrinkled. However, after careful distinction, you can still identify the once delicate facial features.

I don't know what I'm thinking, but I didn't wake up until Park Ji-hoon and the two went upstairs, and when I looked up, I seemed to want to get up, but I hesitated.

"Dad, we're back. Park Ji-hoon said first.

"Dad. Park Min-ah also shouted.

"Hmm. Dad Park got up, snuffed out the cigarette, and said to Park Minya: "I'm sorry, I smoked two more cigarettes today." "I made a deal with her to smoke at most one cigarette a day, but there were already two cigarette butts in the ashtray.

"It's okay today. Park Min-ah knew her father's mood, smiled and said, "I'm in the house, and my father and brother will talk." With that, he went back to his room.

As she left, the atmosphere in the living room suddenly became oppressive.

"Dad, smoking less cigarettes is not good for your health. It was Park Ji-hoon who said first.

"Let's rest early!" Father Park shook off his sentence and returned to another room.

Park Ji-hoon frowned, looked at his back, and sighed helplessly.

Still like this!

On Chinese New Year's Eve, who will let people rest early?

I walked to the window, opened it, and stood against the cold night breeze. How many years have passed, and it's still like this? I was so upset that I couldn't help but pull out a cigarette.

However, before he could light it, the sound of the door opening sounded, and Park Min-ah walked out.

"Dad is still like that?" Ever since he chose to serve, father and son have become like this.

"Hmm!" Park Ji-hoon responded, withdrew his hand that was about to take the lighter, and just took the cigarette in his hand and played with it, without lighting it.

"Brother, don't blame Dad......" Park Min-ah came behind him and softly persuaded him.

"I know!" Park Ji-hoon said in a deep voice.

If it was just because of the withdrawal from the college entrance examination, after so many years, it would have been reconciled a long time ago.

In Park's father's heart, he was more of an inferiority complex, angry at his own incompetence, and delayed his son's future! Therefore, he has always been very cold to Park Ji-hoon, hoping that Park Ji-hoon can hate his father, so as to alleviate the resentment in his heart.

He is not good at often, but he is very ambitious, and he always wants to make some achievements. As a result, no matter how hard he tried and what business he did, he never succeeded, so he gradually began to drink heavily, became short-tempered, and finally divorced his first wife.

It wasn't until she married her second wife, Park Min-ah's mother, that her life gradually improved. However, Minya's mother's health is not good, and her savings have almost been exhausted by seeing a doctor, and she still owes a lot of debts. What hit him even more was that Minya's mother finally passed away!

Since then, he has been in a slump and has started to work part-time to earn some meager wages. Park Ji-hoon wanted to send money home, but every time he provoked him to be angry, he couldn't do it. was able to buy back the old house and open a small restaurant, but it was Park Min-ah's income from writing books.

Seeing things and thinking about people, he couldn't refuse his daughter's intentions at all, but this made him hate his incompetence even more, became more depressed, and focused all his energy on trivial things. For example, the almost spotless environment of the restaurant was wiped out over and over again.

Every time he saw his son and daughter, he couldn't help but think of the situation when the principal came to the door again and again! When he was a child, he delayed his son's life, but fortunately there was a turnaround, but because of his own incompetence, he delayed his son's life for the second time, and his mood can be imagined.

The self-esteem of his father and man made it impossible for him to apologize -- even though he knew that Park Ji-hoon did not blame him! But because of this, he hated himself even more.

His life experience has created such an extreme character of his! Without the same experience, he would not be able to understand it at all.

"Hey—" Park Ji-hoon sighed softly again.

"I'm going to see Dad. Park Min-ah said.

"Hmm. Park Ji-hoon replied softly and did not look back. At this time of year, the mood is particularly messy.

It wasn't until Park Min-ah came back and helped him close the window that he woke up from his trance.

"Why is my brother still standing here, my body is cold!" Park Min-ah took his hand and scolded him softly.

"It's fine. Park Ji-hoon said with a smile.

"Brother, let's play a game!" Park Min-ah said with a grin after pressing him to the sand. Chinese New Year's Eve, just like this, it's a bit wasteful.

"What game?" Park Ji-hoon asked, reluctantly smiling.

"Wait a minute!" Park Min-ah thought for a moment, then suddenly ran back to the room and came out with a toy for a pirate, still holding a few pieces of paper in her hand.

Park Ji-hoon was stunned when he saw this faded wooden barrel, reached out and took it, and after rubbing it for a while, he asked, "I bought it for you three years ago?"

"Hmm!" Park Min-ah nodded and said, "I usually play when I'm tired of studying." ”

The corners of Park Ji-hoon's mouth curled slightly, and finally showed a real smile.

Park Min-ah tore a few pieces of paper into small notes and said, "Those who win the lottery will be punished!"

"Isn't it okay to change the punishment for a different one?" said Park Ji-hoon with some helplessness.

"That's it, I'm going to take pictures!" Park Min-ah said, shaking her head.

"Okay!" Park Ji-hoon nodded.

A very simple little game is to stick a toy knife into the gap of the barrel, and if you happen to stick it into the trap, the pirate doll will pop out, but the key is punishment.

In the first round, Park Ji-hoon won the lottery directly in the second round.

"Brother's luck is still so good!" Park Min-ah laughed as she picked up a note and licked it lightly with her tongue.

"Can you use water?" Park Ji-hoon said helplessly. I'm an adult, but I'm still like when I was a kid.

Park Min-ah ignored him, but "snapped" and pasted the note in the middle of his forehead, and after looking at it, she nodded with satisfaction.

"Come again!" Park Ji-hoon's voice suddenly became energetic.

"I'll take pictures first. Park Min-ah picked up her phone and said with a grin.

Park Ji-hoon twitched the corners of his mouth speechlessly, and his arms suddenly straightened, posing as a zombie in a Chinese horror movie, which made Park Min-ah laugh.

Such a simple little game, the two actually played for more than an hour! At the end, everyone's face was covered with notes. In particular, the note on Park Ji-hoon's face was pasted particularly tricky, and the top of both eyelids were pasted, so that he had to brush the note with one hand to see things clearly.

Looking at the photos of each other on their phones, both of them couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Alright, wash up and go to sleep. Park Ji-hoon stretched and said, "Get a good night's sleep!"

Park Minya nodded, turned around and went back to her room, and when she came out again, she had already changed into pajamas and pajamas, and said to Park Ji-hoon, who had finished washing, "The living room is cold, brother come to my room to sleep." ”

"No, you're an adult. Park Ji-hoon said.

"It's just a year older than last year!" Park Min-ah pouted, "I've already laid out the mat!"

Although it is a small two-story building, it is actually only three rooms on the upper and lower floors. Every time I come back, as long as it's winter, Park Ji-hoon will make a bunk in Park Min-ah's room.

This year, I wanted to sleep on the sand in the living room, but in the end, I couldn't beat her.

Recently, I've been so tired that I fell asleep thinking about things, and I didn't even know that Park Min-ah came back and got up the next morning!

When I opened my eyes, the sun was already shining, and I reached out and touched it, wanting to pick up my phone to check the time, but the phone that was now placed next to the pillow was gone.

Don't think about it, it must be Park Min-ah who was afraid of being woken up by a text message or phone call, so she took the phone away.

There is an extra layer of quilt on his body, no wonder he sweats when he sleeps.

After putting on his clothes, he opened the door and walked out.

'Brother, you're awake. Park Min-ah was chatting with her father in the living room, and when she saw him, she turned her head with a smile and said.

"Hmm. Park Ji-hoon nodded and said to Papa Park, "Dad, good morning." ”

"It's already noon!" Afraid that the two of them would stiffen the atmosphere again, Park Min-ah said.

"Oh. Park Ji-hoon smiled awkwardly and said, "I'll go wash up first." ”

There are a lot of small trifles, and after sorting them out, it's already lunch time.

Park Min-ah returned the phone to him and said, "There are more than a dozen calls, and I have answered them all for my brother." There are also text messages, and they all help to reply. ”

Park Ji-hoon could only smile helplessly.

"Except for Cho Dae-hee, they're all girls!" Park Min-ah said.

Park Ji-hoon reached out and gently pinched her nose, put away the phone, and prepared to call back one by one after lunch. In fact, he can guess who it is without looking.

Cho Dae-hee, member of Girls' Generation, krysta1, gone!

There are a lot of text messages, most of which are group kinds.

In Park Ji-hoon's memory, the Spring Festival was only a happy and enjoyable time when "Mom" was alive. After that, it was so dull every year, but he used to coax Park Minya, but now Park Minya teases him and adjusts the atmosphere in turn.

There are no relatives, and they have basically cut off contact.

......

At around 4 o'clock in the afternoon, he returned with Yuli.

Yori didn't go straight back to the dormitory, but stayed at the invitation of Park Min Ah to prepare to have dinner together.

To Park Ji-hoon's surprise, Yori actually knows a little bit about cooking.

"Even if I don't know how to cook, at least I can do my own laundry and socks!" Yu Li said unceremoniously to Park Ji-hoon. Although they have only met twice, she and Park Min-ah have become good friends and are familiar with Park Ji-hoon.

Park Ji-hoon obediently shut up.

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