Dad’s life of cultivation

"Dad, I'm going to play this!" said to Zhang Mingyang in the playground of the mall, pointing to a biochemical game.

Zhang Mingyang persuaded: "Guoguo, this is very violent and bloody, why don't we go and play fishing?" "It's

not good, fishing can also be played with my mother, I'm going to play this." "It's so much fun to blow the monster's head with a gun, and it's too dull to fish.

Zhang Mingyang was very upset.

After picking up Guoguo from school today, I took her to the mall for dinner, and then stayed in the mall to go shopping, added two clothes to Guoguo, and then walked to the playground.

Zhang Mingyang wanted to take Guoguo to watch a movie or something, but unfortunately there were no cartoons in theaters recently, so he had to postpone this plan.

At Guoguo's strong request, the father and daughter got on the machine, and after throwing coins, they picked up the sensor gun.

Bang!

Bang!

Guoguo picked up the gun and fired very quickly, and the marksmanship seemed to be very accurate, but in a few clicks, a monster was killed.

Zhang Mingyang also raised his gun and began to shoot.

"Dad, you're so stupid!" said Guoguo mocked.

Zhang Mingyang looked helpless, a gun or something, he had no love. If you give him a flying sword, he can command the score to hit the target without fail.

After being ridiculed by Guoguo a few times, Zhang Mingyang became angry and was compared to a child, which is not a good example.

His goal is to be a good role model.

So he got serious, aimed, locked the monster's trajectory, and then fired, and several operations were combined in one go.

Bang! The

monster was directly hit by the head

!"Wow! Dad, you're so powerful!" The child is like this, just now he kept taunting, but when he hit it, it directly became very powerful.

"Of course, it was Dad who wasn't serious before, and I tell you, as long as Dad is serious, there is nothing that can't be done. Zhang Mingyang said very proudly.

Guoguo didn't give him face at all, and said: "Dad, the teacher said that humility makes people progress, and pride makes people lag behind, so you can't be proud of getting good grades."

"Guoguo, it's not that Dad is proud, but Dad has done his best, no matter how humble he is, there is no room for improvement. Zhang Mingyang defended himself.

"Wow, you're so shameless!" said Guoguo mockingly.

Zhang Mingyang's face darkened, and he said, "Guoguo, how can Dad be shameless? You watch, watch Dad kill in all directions!"

Next, Zhang Mingyang turned on the tyrannical mode, one shot at a time, and the gun was violent until the last monster was eliminated.

"Seeing that there is no fruit, Dad is so powerful!" Zhang Mingyang said proudly.

Guoguo was stunned and cried, "Dad, you're so bad, you beat all the monsters, how can

I play it?" Zhang Mingyang suddenly panicked, and soothed: "Guoguo, didn't we say okay?" Okay, it's Dad who is wrong, is it okay for Dad to continue to play with coins?"

Halfway through, I realized that it didn't make sense to talk to this young child about such a profound truth, so Zhang Mingyang directly raised his hand and surrendered.

The

game restarted, Guoguo picked up the gun and fired, she swore that she must practice as well as her father, and then she could show off in front of her mother.

"Dad, can you teach me well? Why can't I get a gun and a headshot?" Guoguo asked Zhang Mingyang for help.

The depression in Zhang Mingyang's heart finally dissipated, and he immediately began to teach Guoguo seriously.

It's just that Guoguo doesn't have such a quick reaction as him, and there is still a prediction, how can he get a headshot.

After all, the monsters in the machine can move at any time.

After practicing for a while, there was still no progress, Guoguo's mouth was deflated, and she wanted to cry again. She's a proud child, and that would make her think she's stupid.

"Dad, am I particularly stupid?"

Zhang Mingyang comforted: "How can it be? "

Then why can't I learn?" asked Guoguo again.

Zhang Mingyang explained: "Guoguo, you are still too small, your strength is too small, this gun is too big, you are unstable, and your body has not yet reached the level of complete coordination. When you're older, it's good to have more strength.

"Is that really the case?" Guoguo was a little skeptical, but felt that it made sense.

Zhang Mingyang said: "Of course, when you grow up and come back to play, you will definitely shoot your head." "

You're lying!" Zhang Mingyang had just finished speaking, when a boy next to him, who was one or two years older than Guoguo, retorted.

Zhang Mingyang looked embarrassed, a child of this age, if you are serious with him, you will lose, but if you are not serious with him, you will lose face.

"This little friend, how can you say that I am a liar?" Zhang Mingyang said with a gentle face.

The little boy argued, "I've grown so big, but I'm still not sure!" "

Hey, you like to play this kind of game too?"

The little boy said with a wary face, "What do you want to do?" I warn you, my father is in the playground, and they will come when I shout.

"Zhang Mingyang's face darkened, this kid, what do you mean, is this treating yourself as a human trafficker?"

"Little friend, this playground is full of fish and dragons, it's best to go with your adults." Also, what I just said is true, otherwise you can try it. The

little boy hesitated, and Guoguo said, "Little brother, let's try, my father won't lie." "

Okay!" Perhaps it was Guoguo's words that won the little boy's trust, climbed into the machine, and sat in the position of the famous man.

Zhang Mingyang instructed on the side and let the little boy shoot.

After a while, the little boy stopped and said lightly: "It's really more accurate, but there is no gun headshot as

you said?" Zhang Mingyang said angrily: "Children, you need to practice all skills, and you need to practice more if you want to improve your academic performance." Nothing is unearned, do you know how long your uncle has today's results and how long he has been practicing

?" "How long?" the little boy's eyes began to glow.

"Ten years!" Zhang Mingyang gestured a cross, Chunchun taught, "How can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain, if you want to succeed, you must work hard."

"Of course, I'm not encouraging you to study hard and play games, but something else, understand?"

Zhang Mingyang wiped his sweat, fortunately reminded, otherwise this child would be addicted to games in the future, and it would be a big sin.

"Children, we're going home, what about you?" Seeing that the time was almost up, Zhang Mingyang was ready to take Guoguo back to sleep.

The little boy was silent for a moment, but did not speak.

Zhang Mingyang couldn't help but have a headache and said, "I said you wouldn't sneak out, right?"

The little boy still didn't speak.

"Do you remember your phone at home, or do you know where you live?" Zhang Mingyang sighed, he is only a few years old, and he knows how to run away from home, and the children now are really terrible.

"My mom and dad don't want me anymore. The little boy finally spoke.

"What?" Zhang Mingyang almost thought he had misheard.

The little boy's mouth was flattened, and he said with a crying face: "My parents don't want me anymore." "

Dad, he's so pitiful!" Guoguo couldn't help but feel a little empathy when he saw that the little boy was about to cry.