When Wei Qian was young, he read many such inspirational stories, but he forgot that his emotional development was not very consistent with the average level. He had no feelings when he read it at that time, and it was only a little touched until now.

He casually said to the two children: "Your teacher is a bit good, and you chose good extracurricular reading."

Sanpang, who was cooking, poked his head out of the kitchen and said in a pile of frying, stir-frying, and frying, "What did you say? Come and sing it louder for me."

Wei Qian cleared his throat and planned to show Sanpang the voice of the flag-raising speech. However, before he could read a word, the little Wei Zhiyuan suddenly said to the side in a disgrace: "Brother, I don't want to go to school anymore."

He re-reported the old story, but Wei Qian ignored him and did not take it seriously, because as a competent feudal parent, he planned to carry out the glorious tradition of dictatorship to the end. If he didn't go to school, it was not a turn for the little boy to express his own opinions.

Wei Qian shouted at Sanpang in the kitchen and said, "Let you get education too, let me see which paragraph starts... Well, just this one - ideal..."

"Brother." Wei Zhiyuan walked over, squatted in front of Wei Qian, looked at him straight, and said again, "I don't want to go to school anymore."

Xiaobao was used to causing trouble, so he ran over quickly and said frankly: "Brother, if he doesn't learn well, beat him."

Wei Zhiyuan frowned and said to her righteously: "You will be everywhere you go."

"You're just here to go," Wei Qian took the extracurricular reading materials and slapped Wei Zhiyuan's head, and said, "I'll break your legs."

This sentence has its origin. When Wei Qian was a child, there was a classmate in their class who was asked by the teacher for being naughty. His classmate's father hit the boy's head and said viciously: "Stop school again, I will break your leg."

The young Wei Qian always thought that this statement was very paternalistic. At that time, he was young and ignorant, so he wrote this sentence in his excerpt notes, which made the teacher make a big fork...

Anyway, he has always been eager to use this sentence to teach others a lesson.

Wei Zhiyuan looked at his hanging arms with a complicated expression.

The first time he resisted going to school was because he didn't know what school was for. But this time, the little boy thought carefully and expressed his thoughts with reasonable reasons: "I don't want to go to school anymore. It's good to go to school, but it's going to school for many years and spend a lot of money. I'd better go out with you to make money. I can work, fight, and can support myself and you."

Unfortunately, Wei Qian is a person who cannot communicate with him, and Xiaoyuan's reasonable and well-founded evidence is regarded as a wind in his ears.

Wei Qian looked down at Wei Zhiyuan, feeling that this little boy was ignorant of the world. He was itchy and wanted to beat the little boy. Wei Qian thought that he would go out every day. As the pressure of competition in the industry increased, he had to bleeding and sweat all the time to fight wits and courage with his colleagues. As a result, the little boy said that it seemed that such a technical thing could be done by an individual. He was really fucking not to be a leader and did not know the cost of food and rice, and he didn't know how hard it was for others to raise him.

However, Wei Qian saw his serious and confident appearance and said he wanted to support himself, he didn't do it.

The little thing...at least he is a little conscientious.

So Wei Qian said to him perfunctorily: "Then you study hard. You can't graduate from college in the future, and you can't do a master's degree or a doctorate. You have to have a postdoctoral fellow, and call others 'Docket' Wei'. If you try to get a 'Search' Wei' for us, that's awesome."

Wei Zhiyuan lowered his head. He read some books and understood something. He heard that his elder brother was teasing him. There was obviously no room for negotiation on this matter.

Song Xiaobao, the naughty child, came over with a smile, shook his head and tail and asked for a fight, "Schokertwei, hehehehe."

Wei Zhiyuan: "Go on the side, little girl movies."

Song Xiaobao was not willing to be outdone: "I am not a 'movie', I am a 'drum'! You are a sheep dung ball supported by a reed stick!"

Wei Zhiyuan: "...a ugly girl movie."

Song Xiaobao screamed angrily: "Sheep dung ball!"

Wei Zhiyuan calmly replied: "Call yourself."

The two of them got together, and Wei Qian watched from the side, without any intention of striking a fight. I wished that they would be more lively. Watching children fight is also one of his entertainment projects, and it can't be broken anyway.

When he first came, Wei Zhiyuan's eyes were very wild and difficult to tame, and his personality was always duller than his peers. He was in sharp contrast with Xiaobao, who kept talking at home and expressed his unsuccessful views. At that time, at first glance, Wei Zhiyuan was like stuffing an adolescent child into a little guy's body, and always felt that he was not in line with his appearance.

However, in the past six months, he has become increasingly "small" and his words and deeds have become childish.

While fighting with Xiaobao, Wei Zhiyuan glanced at Wei Qian at the moment and found that the elder brother with one arm was watching the battle with joy. This was why he continued to rub Song Xiaobao's fire with some performance.

Since the last time she changed her teeth and made a joke, Wei Zhiyuan accidentally found a way to please his elder brother - that is, to raise his IQ to the same height as Song Xiaobao, and often do ridiculous things with her.

The more naive they act, the more slight they are, the more easy-going the elder brother will be and less pretentious.

So Wei Zhiyuan walked towards this road more and more.

His natural qualifications could have made him grow into a cool person, but he embarked on a path of two-handedness. The life experience is really elusive.

Wei Zhiyuan had a very passionate relationship with Wei Qian and this family. He was different from other children. Other children were born with a family, but Wei Zhiyuan did not. He regarded "home" as a business to run.

As long as you can stay and stay in this home, don’t just pretend to be stupid and make him work hard.

Xiaoyuan always remembers that one day, he caught a cold in school during the day, and was always cold. After falling asleep, he unconsciously got into Wei Qian's arms, nestled in that warm arms, and slept until the next day.

In the early morning, when the boy woke up, he lay in the place where he was unable to move for a long time. He opened his eyes wide and looked up at the face of the sleeping boy beside him, and suddenly silently called "Brother" in his heart.

The eldest brother naturally couldn't hear it, but Wei Zhiyuan cried in his heart.

The lively war between Xiaoyuan and Xiaobao was finally over by Sanpang. Sanpang was one hand and pulled the two cubs away like a puppy: "Oh, little ancestors, are you going to make a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace? Let's quit first, pick up the gun after dinner, and then fight, don't worry!"

Sanpang brought the fried rice from the kitchen and put it in a small basin. He didn't even take a bowl. He carried four spoons, one for each person, and started eating around a basin of rice.

Sanfat is a good teacher, even more nagging than Tang Monk. He can't even block his sausage mouth. He educates his children while eating: "Children must have ideals, and they can't pinch them all day long like big-bellied cucumbers, endlessly. Your brother is just 250, and he doesn't care..."

Wei Qian was innocently affected and was about to beat the fat man so that he could know how many eyes Mr. Ma had, but before he could speak, the two cubs shared the same hatred and shouted at the three fat man: "Don't talk about my brother!"

Sanpang: "…"

Wei Qian grabbed a piece of ham sausage by himself: "It's done well, eat more."

Sanfat's big pie face was twisted for a while, and with his thick-skinned face, he barely continued the topic just now: "Okay, don't mention your brother - look, I have learned so many texts about ideals in school, and I'm talking to Sanfather, what are your ideals?"

Xiaobao said: "I want to be a singer."

Wei Zhiyuan said plainly: "Make money and support my brother."

Xiaobao glanced at him and added: "I have to make a lot of money as a singer and support my brother."

Sanpang is like a vulgar child abductor... No, like a great educator, he said to Wei Zhiyuan with scrupulousness: "Look, Xiaobao has a more purposeful ideal, and what about Xiaoyuan, what about you, Xiaoyuan, if you want to support your brother, how should you make money?"

Wei Zhiyuan said without raising his eyelids: "I can watch the venue, sell discs, apply for certificates, and get a portion..."

Sanpang suddenly felt heartbroken and turned his head to Wei Qian and said, "Qian'er, I think your child is beyond salvation."

Wei Qian looked at the serious Wei Zhiyuan, his eyes fell on his bulging cheeks. He suddenly wanted to laugh, so he laughed, and by the way he pointed out a clear way to Sanpang: "Get out!"

When he smiled, Wei Zhiyuan felt that it was worth it to roll around that night, so he stopped saying a word, saved his energy, and lowered his head and ate the rice fiercely.

Wei Zhiyuan looked very cruel when eating, as if he wanted to turn every rice grain into his bones and flesh.

In fact, Wei Qian also has an ideal. His original ideal was to be a scientist, wearing a white coat, spinning in the laboratory, recording various data, writing papers, making materials, studying something, and studying every day when eating and sleeping. He did not care about anything except what he studied, and did not worry about food and clothing.

Of course, Wei Qian knew in his heart that this ideal had become a fantasy, so he never mentioned it to others, pretending that he was an old man in society since he was born and never fooled.

Sanpang cooked food and was responsible for washing dishes after dinner. He complained while washing: "Oh, your third brother owed you money in his previous life, and he will be a child bride for you in this life..."

This was heard by Wei Zhiyuan who was passing by. Wei Zhiyuan rolled up his sleeves without saying a word: "Third brother, I'll wash it."

Sanpang waved his hand with a laugh and cry: "There are people who are rushing to be a child bride, so you should watch cartoons with Xiaobao."

Wei Zhiyuan looked up and asked Wei Qian for instructions. Wei Qian nodded to him with a centimeter of floating up and down: "Go, don't stumbling around here."

After sending the child away, Sanpang spoke to Wei Qian who was leaning against the kitchen door frame: "Does your arm hurt anymore?"

Wei Qian lit a cigarette: "It's okay, a little bit."

Sanpang didn't talk to him, and was silent for a moment. Sanpang asked him seriously, "What do you want? Keep going like this?"

Wei Qian had long seen that he had something to hold back, so he didn't say anything, waiting for him to say it.

Sanpang is older than him and Mazi, almost twenty years old, and he thinks more than his two little brothers: "If I say this, don't like to listen to it. Brother Le Xiaodong is not a good man. If you follow him, what good ending will you end up? Even if you go to the construction floor tiles, you will sell them with strength. The two dollars Le Xiaodong gave you will make you work hard."

After a while, Wei Qian asked back: "What can I do?"

"What can't you eat?"

Wei Qian leaned against the door frame, thought blankly for a moment, looked down at his hands that were wrapped like rice dumplings, felt the slightest piercing pain inside, and whispered, "I can't do anything."

"It's better to work or do small business," Sanpang paused and said, "At worst, you can follow my third brother. Let's drive to pick up cooked food. Isn't it a business?"

Wei Qian laughed softly and said nothing.

"As long as you nod, I will tell my dad when I go back..." Sanpang said this, and suddenly turned around with emotion. He found that Wei Qian was no longer there, and he left without violence and cooperation, and refused to listen.

Sanpang stopped talking, shook the water on his hand angrily, and said angrily: "Suncle, sooner or later, you will regret that day!"

Sanpang and him have a childhood relationship and will never harm him. Wei Qian knew in his heart that what he said makes sense.

He has been in the entertainment city for more than a year and has gradually let go of his blind admiration for Brother Le. Wei Qian also knows a little bit about what kind of business he is doing.

Wei Qian sometimes wonders, why can others take the right path no matter how hard or difficult it is, and he is the only one who is so cowardly?

Is he willing to be a hooligan?

Although he was a stubborn person, he knew that he had been a good student in school for so many years, and he was not just to drop out of school and become a hooligan.

Is it for money?

Yes, Wei Qian admitted that Brother Le gave him a lot of money, but Sanpang was right. He sold his life and could not make a fortune even if he had twice the amount of money.

Is that afraid of hardship?

Probably not, it was because of the big bubbles that were ground on the bricks and the skin that were burned out, or the pain of the arm being broken by someone, which was not like.

What is that for?

Wei Qian asked himself this countless times, but later he found out that it was probably his little bit of life-threatening self-esteem at work.

He was destined to be inferior since he was born in this world, so when he grew up a little and had a little choice, he was unwilling to lower his head again when he died - even if he was as fierce as he is now, making everyone afraid and hate him.
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