Chapter 107 Understanding
"Hello uncle, I am Song Yuanchao." Song Yuanchao calmed himself down and bowed respectfully to Lin Daoyuan.
Song Yuanchao's momentary loss of composure caught Lin Daoyuan's eyes, making him feel a little confused.
"Xiao Song, please sit down." Lin Daoyuan put his glasses into his chest pocket, packed up the documents he had not finished reading, and said to Song Yuanchao kindly.
Song Yuanchao thanked him and sat on Lin Daoyuan's left, while Lin Yan sat on her father's right.
"Xiao Song, have you seen me before?" Lin Daoyuan looked at Song Yuanchao and asked.
Song Yuanchao shook his head, thought for a moment and said, "I'm so sorry, I lost my composure just now, because when I saw you I suddenly thought of my father, so..."
"Oh, so that's how it is." Lin Daoyuan laughed. No wonder Song Yuanchao looked at him so strangely just now.
"What? I look a lot like your father? " Lin Daoyuan asked curiously.
Song Yuanchao shook his head: "You don't look like my father, but your figure and temperament are somewhat similar, so I..."
Lin Daoyuan nodded slightly. He somewhat understood what Song Yuanchao meant. In fact, he himself had had such feelings.
When Lin Daoyuan devoted himself to the revolution from a student, he was separated from his parents for several years. When the revolution succeeded, his parents had passed away. The saddest thing in life is that a child wants to take care of his parents but they are no longer there. Although Lin Daoyuan is now a father, the longing for his parents has never disappeared in his heart.
Sometimes, when Lin Daoyuan was walking on the street, whenever he saw the backs of pedestrians who looked like his parents, he would also look dazed and sad. Just like Song Yuanchao just now, he had a deep understanding of this feeling, and at this moment, Lin Daoyuan had a good first impression of Song Yuanchao.
On this topic, Lin Daoyuan and Song Yuanchao talked about his father Song Guangzeng. When he learned that Song Guangzeng graduated from St. John's University, Lin Daoyuan felt even more emotional.
As famous universities in both north and south China at that time, St. John's University and Yenching University were equal in status, and even superior to each other in some ways. It's a pity that such a talent, who could have continued to contribute to the country, died early due to the special circumstances of that year. This is not only a loss for Song Yuanchao himself, but also a loss for the country.
Lin Daoyuan did not ask Song Yuanchao about his situation like an ordinary parent as Song Yuanchao had imagined, nor was he as rigid as a leader and subordinate in their official duties. On the contrary, Lin Daoyuan's words were as gentle as a spring breeze, and he was like a respectable and approachable elder chatting with him. Unconsciously, the two of them talked about a lot of topics.
" The roast duck is here!" At this time, Master Wang knocked on the door and greeted Song Yuanchao and them with a smile. He was holding a plate with a fragrant roast duck sliced and some side dishes.
When the roast duck came up, Master Wang said, "Enjoy your meal," and left the room. Lin Daoyuan looked at the food on the table and greeted with a smile, "The food is here, Xiao Song, Yan Zi, let's eat together."
Song Yuanchao took the initiative to stand up and help everyone prepare the roast duck. Seeing him busy, Lin Daoyuan waved his hand and asked him to sit down: "Xiao Song, there is no outsider here, there is no need to do this, I have hands and feet, there is no problem doing it myself, and I am not old yet."
"Thank you, uncle, but this is what I should do as a junior. Today is my first day meeting you, you have to give me some opportunities to show my abilities, right? Otherwise, Yan Zi will blame me for being ignorant." Song Yuanchao said with a smile as he placed the rolled roast duck in Lin Daoyuan's bowl.
Most people wouldn't talk to Lin Daoyuan like this, even his subordinates would at most say some polite words or find an appropriate excuse to get away with it. But who would have thought that Song Yuanchao would speak the truth and directly say that he wanted to show off today, which made Lin Daoyuan burst into laughter.
"Okay, okay, then I won't be polite." Lin Daoyuan said happily. Lin Yan, who was standing aside, watched this scene and secretly covered her mouth and laughed. The more casually Lin Daoyuan treated Song Yuanchao, the happier Lin Yan was, because she knew very well what her father's character was like.
Lin Daoyuan had something else to do in the afternoon, so no one drank. After finishing his work, Song Yuanchao picked up the teacup in front of him and said to Lin Daoyuan solemnly: "Uncle, I think you know something about Yan Zi and me. Yan Zi and I met in the northwest. During those difficult years, we supported each other and went through hardships together. It was not easy to get to where we are now. I am very happy to see you today, uncle. Not only is seeing you as kind as seeing my own father, but also because you are Yan Zi's father, my elder."
Song Yuanchao glanced at Lin Yan beside him with emotion, and continued, "I can assure you that I will spend my whole life to protect Yan Zi and not let her suffer any grievances. Compared with my life, Yan Zi is more important to me because I love her. This love will last a lifetime and will never change. This is my promise to Yan Zi, and also to you."
After saying that, Song Yuanchao raised his cup and drank it all in one gulp. When he put down the cup, Song Yuanchao looked at Lin Daoyuan calmly, looking forward to his answer.
Lin Daoyuan looked at Song Yuanchao deeply and did not speak for a while.
Although this was the first time he met Song Yuanchao, Lin Daoyuan was actually not unfamiliar with him. As early as the conversation between Lin Yan and Lin Daoyuan, Lin Daoyuan knew about Song Yuanchao's existence.
Song Yuanchao and Lin Yan actually didn't know that Lin Daoyuan had used his connections to find out Song Yuanchao's personal situation, including some things that even Lin Yan didn't know. From this information, Song Yuanchao is indeed a very outstanding young man. Although he is still immature or a little reckless in some aspects, this does not conceal the shining points of Song Yuanchao.
In addition, Song Yuanchao's feelings for Lin Yan are also very serious, whether it is the situation that Lin Daoyuan knows, or the feeling from Song Yuanchao's every move when he saw him today. Lin Daoyuan has participated in the revolution for so many years, and he must be able to tell whether a person is telling the truth or a lie, and now he can judge whether Song Yuanchao's words are sincere.
"dad!"
While Lin Daoyuan was thinking quietly, Lin Yan on the side became a little anxious. Because Lin Yan knew very well the meaning of Song Yuanchao's cup of tea instead of wine. Seeing that Lin Daoyuan had not spoken a word, but just looked at Song Yuanchao, and did not touch the teacup in front of him, she could not help but gently touch her father's arm.
"Haha, you're anxious already?" Looking at his daughter's expression, Lin Daoyuan laughed, "Someone said in front of me that he wanted to kidnap my precious daughter. As an old father, I have to be reserved, right? Can she be kidnapped so easily?"
Lin Daoyuan's words immediately made Lin Yan blush. She pulled her father's arm and shook it a few times, as if blaming her father for being so immoral.
After taking a cheerful look at his daughter beside him, Lin Daoyuan turned his gaze to Song Yuanchao. This time, the look in his eyes was no longer kind, but sharp and majestic.
Lin Daoyuan touched his pocket and seemed to want to take out a cigarette. Song Yuanchao quickly took out the cigarette he brought and handed it to him. Lin Daoyuan took a look and didn't take it. He just turned sideways and said to Lin Yan: "Dad forgot to bring cigarettes. Can you help Dad go out and buy a pack? Remember to buy the brand I often smoke."
Lin Yan hesitated for a moment and stood up. Before leaving, she winked at Song Yuanchao. As the saying goes, no one knows a son better than his father. As a daughter, Lin Yan also knows her father's habits very well. Lin Daoyuan deliberately let her go out for a while, and then he would have a formal talk with Song Yuanchao.
With some trepidation, Lin Yan left the room. After the door was closed, Lin Daoyuan directly picked up the cigarette that Song Yuanchao had just handed to him, took out a lighter made of a bullet shell from his pocket, lit it, and took a deep puff.
Song Yuanchao sat quietly. He knew clearly the reason why Lin Daoyuan sent Lin Yan away. At this moment, Song Yuanchao was a little nervous, even uneasy, because he didn't know what Lin Daoyuan would say to him next.
"Xiao Song, what do you think is the most important thing for two people to live together?" Lin Daoyuan asked leisurely after taking a puff of cigarette.
Song Yuanchao thought for a moment and said frankly: "Uncle, your question is too big."
"Is this a big question?" Lin Daoyuan didn't seem to expect Song Yuanchao to answer like this, because no matter what Song Yuanchao told him that the most important thing for two people to be together is mutual affection and love, or whether it is a good match and career, Lin Daoyuan would not be surprised, but Song Yuanchao did not answer like this.
Song Yuanchao nodded, he also picked up a cigarette and gestured to Lin Daoyuan. Seeing that Lin Daoyuan had no objection, he struck a match and lit the cigarette.
"Teeth and tongue sometimes fight, not to mention the lives of two people. Uncle, you are an experienced person, I think you know this principle better than me." Song Yuanchao said sincerely: "As for Yan Zi's feelings, I think you can see it with your experience, so I won't say much about it. I just want to say that I will promise to be good to Yan Zi and give her a nearly perfect and happy life. In my wish, I hope to spend this life with her hand in hand. When we are old, we will have children and grandchildren around us, and we will support each other with gray hair. We can stroll and chat in the park like when we were young, and even have small quarrels, laugh and scold or argue with each other."
Song Yuanchao's eyes seemed to be looking into the distance, and he said with emotion: "Looking back on the past, there will be no regrets, and we will not waste our time and life. In the end, we will lie in the grave together, and our names will be engraved on the tombstone, and in front of the grave will be full of flowers placed by children to accompany us forever..."
Song Yuanchao's tone was very calm, but his words were full of affection, which touched people deeply.
As he said this, Song Yuanchao's eyes sparkled with a hint of brilliance, and his expression was filled with great anticipation, because these were exactly what he had always dreamed of in his previous life, but had never been able to obtain.
