I’m Raising Adorable Treasures In the Last Days

"Dad, I don't want to play. I want our family to survive. I think you don't have to work so hard. I don't want anything. I just want you to accompany me, always with me."

Rong Dazhi's eyes turned red, and he wiped away the tears that made him feel ashamed. It's so embarrassing for such a grown-up man to shed tears.

Rong Deju was terrified, his heartless son had never been like this before, "Da Zhi, did someone tell you something? Don't be angry, tell Dad, Dad will deal with him."

Rong Dazhi glared at his father angrily, "Pack up whatever you want, pack up and run away if you want to pack up, you think there is a pie in the sky, wait for you to pick it up, don't be beautiful. I lived to be in my thirties, picking up things every day The pies are all made by your own father. Do you have a father who puts his life into making pies for you? Now everyone outside wants to pick up the leaks. What about hundreds of millions of people? How old are you? What do you fight for? Your old bones, or your dilapidated body? What kind of vegetables do I eat? It’s good if I have something to eat. What else can I choose? If I choose any more, I can only drink my own father’s blood and eat my own father’s flesh. I’m a devil I'm in my thirties, not three years old. How long do you want to get used to me, until your worthless life is gone? How will I live by then, will I die with you? "

Rong Dazhi's voice grew louder and louder, and his mother came.

Because Rong Deju was getting old and had a hard time, he didn't have the heart to look for the little girl anymore, and Rong Dazhi's own mother didn't have any fun, so she just circled around her husband and son all day long.

My own son suddenly lost his temper and was quite frightened. He thought it was her husband who had done something, so he rushed over and found that her husband was even more confused than she was. Trembling, he asked, "What's the matter? Son, are you bored?"

Rong Dazhi confirmed it, these are his real parents.

Rong De moved up to Rong Dazhi, "Son, Dad made a mistake. Dad corrected it. Don't be angry about that, it hurts your body. It's so hot today, so what, let your mother get you something cool." Eat, cold noodles, okay? There is still some flour in the warehouse, and Dad saved it for you."

"Hey, okay, I'll get it right now, son, wait, it'll be ready soon." Rong Dazhi's mother smiled and went to work. In the past, I stretched out my hands for clothes and opened my mouth for food. I never thought that there would be a day when I would wash my hands and make soup for my husband and son.

However, this kind of life is much more comfortable than tearing up the mistress every day.

Rong Dazhi is so simple, the character of the giant baby is too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, even his own parents can't save him.

When he got angry, he kicked the chair over, and the old couple, who were going to get food, were too frightened to move. My son's reaction was really weird. I've never had it before. Could it be heat stroke? Or is it poisoned?

Rong Dazhi. Can you make your idiot-like eyes more obvious?

"I'm going to put my words here today. I want you to take me to Longfeng City. Don't think about any bullshit, power and interests, and live an honest life. Otherwise, I will go on a hunger strike and commit suicide. I will only give you three One day to think about it, don’t try to fool me, what I’m going to do, you know, it’s not easy for anyone to say.” After speaking, he walked into his yurt with steps that his relatives did not recognize.

This kind of idea came very suddenly, maybe it was because the chaos in the north made him uneasy, but he was very firm, no matter whether it was really beneficial to the power here, or whether this incident was really beneficial to them, he did not hesitate. I don't want it anymore, I just want my family to live well and live together.

Rong De and his wife froze in place, they never underestimated what their son said, even when they lost their temper and made them lose their temper.

It's just that giving up power and everything you have now, isn't this too big and too sudden?

"Old Rong, do you see this?" Rong Dazhi's mother seemed very at a loss, rubbing her hands and asking the old man.

Rong De paced back and forth in the yurt with hands behind his back, gasping for breath. This body was really dilapidated just like what his son said.

The footsteps stopped suddenly, and the cloudy eyes looked at the old wife. The old wife who used to be beautiful and spends more than half of her time on dressing up every day, her youth is gone, her face is old, and she looks very haggard and old in the wind and sand and hardships. Now, she spends most of her time every day taking care of her husband and children.

This woman gave birth to a son for him, and he really loved her son, but he didn't really care about the woman who gave birth to her son.

But now, it is this woman who doesn't care, who has been by his side from beginning to end. In this life, she can be considered content, at least she has lived a life full of wives and children, "Go and pack your things, I will go to Wei Xiong .”

Rong Dazhi's mother was shocked, but quickly calmed down. No matter what her husband and son were going to do, she just followed. She had lived a good life, enjoyed it, and was content. "Okay, don't argue with him, we don't want anything, my son and I can't live without you."

After finishing speaking, Rong Dazhi's own mother laughed. In this life, among the things she said to Rong Deju, this is probably the most sincere sentence.

Rong Deju suddenly felt that the weight on his shoulders disappeared, and he patted his old wife's shoulder with a smile, "Don't worry." He strode away.

Wei Xiong was stunned for several minutes at Rong Deju's words before he found his voice, "Are you joking?"

Rong Deju stuffed himself into a chair that wasn't spacious enough, the old god was there, "Do you think I'm joking?"

"No," Wei Xiong sat up straight, "Do you know what you're talking about? What you have now is something you have worked hard to get for most of your life, and you really just gave up? Or is there something wrong with me, and you are giving it to me?" I hinted?"

Rong De raised a smile, and gave Wei Xiong a blank look, "You're the only one with a lot of eyes, am I the kind of person who turns around?"

Wei Xiong frowned and remained silent.

Rong Deju sighed, and said solemnly, "In my whole life, when I was young, I did a lot of outrageous things, and I will definitely go to hell after I die. I never thought that there would be descendants. How can I think, God is blind, I gave one to me. Since then, every day of my life is for my son. As long as my son is happy, I will give him my life. Now that my son has grown up, he knows that he loves me as a father. If you want to take me to enjoy the blessings, I naturally have to agree. Whether it is power or status, I do everything I can to get it for my son. I used to fight when my son needed it, but now my son doesn’t need it anymore. I’m bored, so what if I throw it away .”

Wei Xiong really didn't know how to evaluate Rong Deju, a famous bastard in the past, a bastard, he sat in prison and took a gun directly. The existence of the son, what is unreasonable, what does he do, he lives in Qinzhou, and he is a gangster, and he knows very well about this gangster, a cancer that makes people gnash their teeth with hatred.

After he suddenly got a precious son, he knew a series of fairy operations by heart. At first, he was so angry and admired that he should go in, but he was cleansed and stayed in peace. Outside, enjoy family fun.

At that time, everyone was grabbing him and waiting to send him in.

But this person changed his nature as a jerk and became a hypocrite.