After all, my dad came over in such a hurry because of Master's business, and Uncle Duan was grateful to my dad in his heart.
He also knows now that it's useless to be anxious, at least I'm by Master's side, and I have something that my grandmother has found, so I hope that Master can get better.
In a hurry, he can't help much, and it doesn't mean that things can start directly when they arrive.
I have to do these things on my own, and I need time to study them, and the more anxious I am, the easier it is to make mistakes.
Now that the things have been delivered, Uncle Duan knows that I am more anxious than him, as long as I can start, I will definitely not delay for another minute.
So he's calmer than me now, and he won't rush me.
Seeing that I came out again, my father's face was full of joy, and the person who usually does not smile is all written on his face when he sees his daughter, who has not seen him for a long time.
"Girl, come on, come on, sit next to Dad."
My dad smiled and beckoned me to sit next to him.
I walked over and sat down against my father, feeling a little guilty about what I had just shouted at him, and I didn't dare to look him in the eye.
Dad is often driving long distances, in fact, his heart is a relatively coarse person, and in terms of feelings, he is not as delicate as a woman.
And I don't care about my daughter or my mother.
He is the kind of simple good to the people around him, and he doesn't have the kind of ideas that he will pick and choose because he doesn't listen to a word.
This is my father, a man with a simple heart.
"Dad, just now," I looked at my dad without saying anything.
"What happened just now," Dad asked rhetorically, not understanding what I meant.
"I shouted at you just now, I was worried that you were driving fast, so I was a little quick-tempered, I hope you don't get angry with me, okay" I still said what was in my heart.
After all, it's his own father, and there is no question of losing face.
Some words must be communicated more, whether it is relatives or friends, and some words are easy to say with one mouth in a fit of anger.
When I calmed down, I began to wonder why I didn't suppress my temper at that time.
Explanations can solve misunderstandings and barriers, and failure to explain will make misunderstandings deeper and deeper.
Even if the other party doesn't say or complain, it will still be uncomfortable.
"Silly girl, Dad knows that you were in a hurry just now, I watched you grow up since I was a child, can I know what kind of temper your child has You are the same as your mother, you are the kind of person with a knife mouth and a tofu heart, you are worried about your dad will shout, I am your dad, can I still be angry" Dad said, reaching out and rubbing my hair.
Seeing that my dad wasn't angry at me for being disrespectful to him just now, my nose was a little sour.
I told myself that I would never do this again.
He's my elder, and if there's anything wrong, I should have a good talk to him, and I shouldn't be like I just yelled at him.
After all, there are outsiders next to him, and my father is a man, so he will be very faceless.
It's just that I'm his daughter, and the reason why he loves me is that he won't care about any faceless problems with me at all.
"Dad, I won't be like this in the future, I will definitely change my temper, thank you for forgiving me."
I leaned on my father's shoulder and said to him affectionately.
"You don't have to change it, Dad likes you to be a little better, so you won't be bullied outside."
The corners of Dad's happy mouth rose and said. aa2705221: