Mr. Jones hung up the phone with a snap, and Benjamin Jones looked slightly stunned, the whole person somewhat dazed. How many years had it been since his father had last lost his temper with him?
Especially in recent years, since his father had retired, his temperament had become more and more mild. Why would he be so angry today, even using the word "get out"?
Feeling puzzled, Benjamin Jones dialed his mother's number, which rang several times before being disconnected. He frowned lightly and made a U-turn at another intersection.
The old Jones house and the Smith house are in the same alley. Benjamin parked his car at the intersection, and as he passed by the Smith house, he noticed that the gate was tightly locked. A faint hint of melancholy flashed through his eyes, and then he walked towards his own home.
