The happiness of crossing every day

Chapter 834 If there is a father, there must be a son

Wang Cheng heard the beep of hanging up the phone on the phone, and he quickly lowered his eyes.

Both hands clenched into fists.

And he clenched his back teeth tightly.

Wang Peng, who was standing aside, carefully observed the expression of his eldest son at this time, and found that he seemed very unhappy at this time, so he took a step forward, then raised his hand, and placed it on his shoulder. On, pat lightly.

"Boss, you just want to open some."

"You should have listened to your grandparents since you were a child. Your mother, that's the temper."

"He is more selfish and lives more selfishly. As long as he makes his own decision, she doesn't care about 21."

"He ran away without even saying hello, or hung up the phone without even saying hello, that's a common thing..."

"So don't think your mother is heartless, and don't think your mother is cruel and disregards family affection."

When Wang Peng said this, he suddenly turned a corner, "By the way, son, didn't you say that you didn't want this mother when you were earlier? Didn't you say that you have been here since you were a child?" , it doesn't matter if you have a mother or not..."

After Wang Cheng heard such remarks that were particularly unfavorable to him, he was afraid that his younger brothers would report to his mother, so he angrily told his father.

"Dad, what are you talking about?"

"How could I possibly say, like that?"

"No matter what, my mother is the one who gave birth to me and raised me. If I said something like that, wouldn't I become a white-eyed wolf who doesn't care about blood relationship?"

"If this word gets out and our mother hears it, will our mother think that I am a heartless person?"

"At that time, she doesn't recognize me, doesn't like me, doesn't love me anymore, what should I do?"

"I don't want to be like this..."

Seeing that his son was angry, Wang Peng quickly comforted him.

"All right, all right, you never said that."

"I misheard."

Wang Peng knows the personality of his eldest son, he is a very stubborn person.

And this son, no matter what the conditions are, he is very willful.

You especially like to persist, and you don't listen to the slightest opinion of others. As long as it is what he thinks, he thinks it is right.

As long as others say that they have a slightly different opinion from him, he will not regard the other party as an enemy, and then attack him repeatedly.

And will hate each other for it.

Thus, constantly create opportunities and seize the opportunity to attack the opponent.

Therefore, his son is still in the same line of character as him.

Every grievance must be repaid, every detail must be counted, and pennies must be weighed.

As long as he is a little unhappy, his performance is hysterical.

He is that kind of person.

Wang Peng sometimes felt that his son had a bad temper.

Wang Cheng's wish was not fulfilled, so he went back to his room alone.

He slammed the table and kicked the stool vigorously.

Then, using scissors, he cut the quilt on his bed to pieces.

After finishing this series of activities, he was still in his room, patting the basketball hard.

The way he plays is a bit like the way he usually beats people up in that school.

Wang Cheng was alone in his room, venting his head on his own for a long time, until his forehead was sweating and his clothes were all wet, then he slowly stopped.

He sat on the ground panting.

Then, he frowned tightly, thinking angrily.

"No matter what, I must buy a sports car. And I must buy a fluorescent green sports car."

When the time comes, he will drive this sports car and run around the big city.

He still wants to be like his father, and pick up a few more girls.Get more wives.

Have more sons.

This is the standard for successful people.

Only then did it appear that he was out of grade.

His grandparents have told him since he was a child that if he wants to be an upright man, a particularly successful man, he should have more wives around him.

And the more the merrier.

Anyway, if you have money in your family, it doesn't matter if you have more, it's not that you can't support them.

When Wang Cheng thought of this, he immediately jumped up from the ground reflexively.

Then, after helping the crooked chair on the ground, he sat down very boldly.

Then they crossed their legs and placed them carelessly on the table.

After opening the desk drawer, he took out a diary from it.

Opening the diary, it is full of pictures of some beautiful girls.

Those girls have all kinds of styles.

There are bright-looking ones.

Sweet type.

Youthful and cute.

Mature.

In fact, he likes these beautiful girls in their 30s and [-]s.Of course, he doesn't reject those in their thirties.

As long as there is a major premise, it is very good.That's pretty, pretty, pretty!

All is well said.

Although Wang Cheng doesn't have any women now, there is no such thing as his father's conditions to raise 10 or 8 of her, but he has already planned it in his heart.

As long as you get your sports car.

He drove that car and searched in every corner of the city, looking for a woman he liked.

As long as he likes them, he will try his best to chat with them.

Then, using what he learned from his father, he got them all.

Then, he told some of his friends about his great achievements.

He has long been envious of those who have found several beautiful girlfriends.

Moreover, those who are really rich, the girlfriends they find are not only beautiful, but also very educated.

She dresses very fashionable, knows how to play, and has seen a lot of things in the world.

He just likes that.

He wouldn't look for his cousin in his village, and cousins ​​like that.

It's dirt.

There is a smell of village guns in all the words.

He didn't expect that in this age, those of them couldn't even speak a standard Mandarin.

I don't know where the tune is from?

When talking, I like to say, I, I, I.

Every time he heard that poor relatives in the countryside said this word, he felt particularly irritable.

I just want to hit someone.

Moreover, he was always particularly worried that his friends saw with his own eyes, and his poor relatives called his name.

In fact, he wanted to tell his father a long time ago that he wanted to separate himself from those people.

Those poor ghosts, every time they come to the city or their house, are like that leech.

It doesn't work without blood.

(End of this chapter)