Chapter 103

Song An nodded, with a satisfied look on his face.

He looked at Song Nuoyan again, the gentle expression in his eyes became serious, and he did not face the gentleness of his daughter.

"You don't like studying, and your martial arts skills are half-baked, why don't you just go to Yipinlou to be a shopkeeper and settle the score."

The disgusted tone seemed to be a kind of charity for Song Nuoyan to become the shopkeeper of Yipinlou.

Song Nuoyan felt that he was hallucinating.

Pointing at himself, he asked, "Me? Going to be the shopkeeper?"

Song Anhu's face was full of displeasure, and when he looked closely, there was still a threat in his eyes.

He narrowed his eyes: "Otherwise, what can you do? Eat, drink and have fun every day, and still want to be as foolish as before?"

Song Nuoyan took a deep breath, feeling his teeth ache.

"Father, how much do you dislike me? Although I haven't followed your wishes to study hard for so many years, I haven't caused any serious trouble.

Isn't it just to hang out with friends occasionally, why in your eyes, your son is like that heinous person. "

Regarding the son who expressed dissatisfaction, Song An snorted coldly: "What do you think? Your eldest brother joined the army, and he has martial arts at least. If you don't know how to write, what else do you think you can do? Apart from being good at arithmetic, you don't have any skills. "

That's the real point.

Although Song Nuoyan can't write well, he has everything he needs to eat, drink and have fun, and he doesn't like reading, so he spends all day with his friends.

But he is very clever in arithmetic, and he is born with an abacus in his mind, as if he was born to be a piece of business material.

Song Nuoyan, who was so disgusted, looked at Song Yihuan who was sitting next to him with aggrieved eyes.

He lowered his voice and complained: "Little sister, do you think father is too partial?"

Song Yihuan pursed her lips and smiled, picked up the handkerchief and wiped her lips, and whispered back to him: "Well, father favors women over men."

This word is so fresh that Song Nuoyan couldn't help but be taken aback.

Just because in this era, which family does not regard the son as a treasure, it is patriarchal.

This was the first time Song Nuoyan heard of patriarchy, but it was perfect for their family.

"What are you mumbling about down there?!"

Song An watched his second son's small movements, and couldn't help frowning, his voice was somewhat dangerous.

If Song Nuoyan didn't agree, he would clean up the other party.

If Song Nuoyan was really so well-behaved, he wouldn't have resisted and stopped studying back then.

Seeing his father's attitude become stronger, Song Nuoyan showed an evil smile on his face.

What he likes to do the most is that the more others refuse to let him do something, he will do it. If someone forces him to do something, even if he is interested, he will not do it.

"I don't feel..."

"Second brother, you can go, I want you to go too." Song Yihuan's gentle and sweet voice sounded.

When Song Nuoyan was about to refuse, he stopped abruptly after only speaking halfway.

Song An, who was sitting on the first seat, had a smirk on Song Nuoyan's face, and when he heard his voice, his face darkened instantly.

He was about to stand up and prepare to teach the brat a lesson when he heard his daughter's and second son's voices stop instantly.

Song Nuoyan looked sideways at the little girl sitting aside, with a look of astonishment on his face.

He asked, "Little sister also wants me to go?"

Song Yihuan's beautiful eyes showed a sweet smile: "Well, after all, the matters on the books are still in the hands of my family."

(End of this chapter)

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