Quick Transmigration: Cub, don’t be afraid, Dad is here

The small stall was selling very well. After returning to the small building, Huang Xiaoyan, who tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, didn't know what to think, so she hailed a rickshaw and arrived at the pier.

At this moment, she was looking at this side from a distance, and seeing her son happy with her own eyes, she also had a smile on her face.

That's fine, even without her mother, his father will take good care of him.

Huang Xiaoyan didn't go over, just bought some things as if nothing had happened, and went back, after all, there were people guarding behind her.

The people next to her were all pointing at her clothes.

She has long been used to these strange eyes.

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In addition to selling food on the pier, Yunfei also pays attention to the people passing by.

For some important people, he will infiltrate from the edge to get acquainted without any trace.

What really gave him a chance to enter the upper echelons was Luka Ivankovic, an Eagle Country supplier he accidentally rescued.

He came to make a deal with Master Qin, but was ambushed by his opponent and almost died on that rainy street.

If Luka dies, let alone a deal, I'm afraid it will hurt a group of people.

After all, this business is not only owned by Mr. Qin, you must know that he represents the business discussed by the official staff of Shanghai.

It's just that many important people are inconvenient to show up, so they will be handed over to him to take care of them.

So if Yunfei saved someone, he was helping Lord Qin and the backer behind him.

The reason why Yunfei intervened in this nosy matter was also because he had inquired about the identity of this Eagle Countryman, otherwise he would not want to take care of this person's life or death.

When Master Qin pushed a small box of ocean in front of him, he refused, and when Master Qin was about to show his displeasure, he quickly said: "Master Qin, I don't want money, if possible, can you help Huang Xiaoyan redeem herself?"

He said, the ballroom will not let people go, but Master Qin is different, the ballroom will not offend the rich and powerful just because of a dancing girl.

Only by selling Master Qin's face can the business of their dance hall run more smoothly.

"You belong to Feiyan? Ex-husband?"

Yunfei nodded.

"It was because of you that she inquired about the stall before?"

He nodded again.

Master Qin sighed, his eyes seemed to be reminiscing about something, and finally said melancholy: "She is a good woman, cherish her well, don't regret it until you lose it.

When I was young, my wife used to pay a lot for me, but when things got better, she didn't enjoy half of it.

After I asked Feiyan about this matter, if she agrees to come back to live with you, then I will agree. If she does not agree, you will take this box of money and we will settle the matter. "

"Okay, thank you, Master Qin."

"To be honest, you are much better than I imagined." Master Qin lit a big cigarette and started to puff.

"Do you smoke?"

"No, poor people can't afford to touch this thing."

Master Qin smiled and continued to smoke his own, "I heard about Feiyan before, I thought you would be a very bad person.

Looking at it now, it's not bad, at least it's a person, are you interested in coming to work under me? "

Yunfei shook his head, "Thank you, Lord Qin, for showing your love. It's just that I'm quite satisfied with the status quo, and I can take care of my children. If I'm under your command, it's not easy for everyone to accommodate me."

Master Qin was right when he thought about it, and after the two chatted for a while, Yunfei left with 100 Yuan Dayang.

Regardless of whether Huang Xiaoyan's matter is successful or not, the 100 yuan is a thank you gift for him.

Moreover, they don't need to pay for the ransom money, Master Qin will handle it here.

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After leaving, Yunfei glanced back at the luxurious villa, feeling relieved, fortunately he rescued the man, Huang Xiaoyan should be back soon.

There is no way, the origin of the original body is so humble, in this era, if you want to have status, red and black are the fastest.

If you don't want to serve the country, and don't want to go underworld, if you want to get ahead quickly and become powerful, that's only a dream.

He doesn't want to be popular because it's not yet a chaotic period, and the children haven't grown up yet.

If he doesn't want to go to the underworld, then it's very simple, no matter what his life, he will not allow himself to ignorant of his conscience.

After returning home, he told Zhang Qingsong the good news, good news, of course he had to share it with his son.

He was very happy. After a year, there were no traces of those hard days on his face.

Staying in school every day, wearing neat new clothes, and not basking in the sun much.

The food at home has always been a combination of meat and vegetables, and occasionally he can drink milk, so he grows very well.

This year, I became whiter, fatter and taller.

After receiving education, his mouth has become more and more able to speak, and he often speaks a set of big truths.

Yun Fei always joked: "If one day the patrol house wants to recruit people who persuade people to be kind, dad will send you to apply for the job."

"It's not impossible, after all, it's an iron rice bowl, so that your son and I can avoid many years of detours."

"Pfft, why do you still want to take a shortcut at such a young age?"

Zhang Qingsong retorted: "Father, you are wrong to think so. When it does not violate human morality, the shortcut is just to save time and cost and reach the end earlier."

"Huh? You are a six-year-old, you still know this? Who taught you?"

"Father can't look at people through the cracks of the door. He looks down on people. What's wrong with me when I was six years old. I also went to school."

In his calm eyes, Zhang Qingsong turned a corner: "Well, it was taught by Mr. Wen."

"Mr. Wen?"

Yunfei has an impression of him, a teacher who likes to wear long gowns, and wears glasses, which is a very common image of a literati in this era.

He is also a patriotic scholar, and he can often be heard preaching patriotism.

"Well, learn from your master."

"I will." Zhang Qingsong replied firmly.

Walking in this alley every day, he would feel lucky when he saw those children who were either busy or in a daze.

Because he was once one of them, the way forward of fate can be seen.

Repeating everything his parents have experienced now, he had no choice before, he just wanted to live and grow up.

Now that he can choose, he still wants to live a good life.

Mr. Wen said that people's greed is endless, and one must learn to be content in order to be happy.

But he has never understood, what is the degree of contentment?
To live is contentment, or to live well is contentment?
If you don't understand, it's okay, he can make things difficult for his father with this question.

Yunfei was silent for a while, but still followed his heart and said: "Without a goal, people will have no motivation to climb, what your husband said is also correct.

It's just that Dad may not be able to be content. After one goal is achieved, there will be a kind of confidence that I can also achieve the next goal.

You don’t need to think about that when you are young. In the future, when you encounter beautiful scenery, just stop if you want to.

If not, then go ahead, people always have to fight for what they want.

After hearing the truth, just memorize it, use it when necessary, and bury it in your heart if it is useless. "