Chapter 96 Why do I have to plan for you?

Author: Bo Mi

Chapter 96 Why do I have to plan for you?

Zhao Laowu didn't expect that he drank so much. It was funny that he was about to teach him how to drink the wine when he saw Zhao Hui, who had finally stopped coughing, poured another glass into his mouth.

Zhao Laowu was a little dumbfounded. He quickly picked up his wine glass and drank it in one gulp. Then he poured another glass and drank again. He was afraid that if he took a step too late, he would drink less than Zhao Hui.

After two glasses of wine, Zhao Hui couldn't drink anymore.

This taste is unpleasant, and I don’t know why those people who say wine is a good thing like this kind of thing.

And Zhao Laowu was afraid that he would drink less and would not even bother to eat peanuts, so he drank one cup after another. After a while, he felt that his tongue began to lose control, and his brain was dizzy from the alcohol.

"Dad, am I your son?"

Staring in confusion, Zhao Laowu heard Zhao Hui's questioning, couldn't help but grinned, and said with a big tongue, "Of course you are my son, I saw your mother giving birth to you with my own eyes, you are not

My son, whose son could he be?"

After receiving a definite answer again, Zhao Hui felt as if he had swallowed Coptis chinensis in his mouth, which was painful and uncomfortable.

"Then why are you doing this to me? Every father will plan for his son, why don't you plan for me?" Zhao Hui said and poured another glass of wine for Zhao Laowu, asking questions full of dissatisfaction.

untie.

However, when Zhao Laowu heard this, he seemed to have heard some kind of joke. He laughed and slapped the table: "What do I plan for you? Raising a baby... to protect you from old age, you know? I gave birth to you and raised you for this purpose."

In the future, I ask you to provide for me in old age. Why do I... hiccup... why do I plan for you? Are you me or me? What do you think of asking me to take all the trouble to plan for you? What do you want to do if you have the ability?

It doesn’t matter what it is.”

Zhao Hui looked at his matter-of-fact look and laughed at himself: "Yes, are you me, or am I me?"

You haven't done what a father should do, so why should I do what a son should do?

However, Zhao Hui didn't say the last sentence, so Zhao Laowu naturally didn't know what he was thinking.

Zhao Laowu just listened to the first half of Zhao Hui's words and smiled with satisfaction: "Yes, remember, I am your father, and I will be your father forever. No matter what I do to you, you will always be your father."

You have to honor me properly, you know?"

When Zhao Hui saw that he had the nerve to say that, he sneered slightly, and continued to ask as if he didn't care, "Then why do you treat Baocai differently? We are both sons, so why don't you care about me and do everything?"

Are you in charge of Baocai?"

"Hey? Don't rely on me for this." Zhao Laowu immediately stopped after hearing this. He stared at his big erratic eyes and solemnly declared: "I treat you and your brother the same. Who can

I don’t care. If I treat you two differently, it’s because your mother treats you differently. I’ve done my best to be impartial and I won’t take the blame.”

I don't know if it was because of drinking, but Zhao Hui's mind didn't turn around for a while when he listened to Zhao Laowu's words. After a while, he finally understood what Zhao Laowu said.

Zhao Hui carefully recalled the past and found that this seemed to be the case.

In his memory, his father, Zhao Laowu, always had enough for one person and the whole family was not hungry. As long as he was full, he would not care who was still hungry, whether it was his wife or his son, Zhao Laowu was the one.

He doesn't care at all. To say that he treats his two brothers differently, his mother Zhang Dachun is really the only one.

After thinking about it, Zhao Hui suddenly laughed, laughing that he had thought it was unfair for so long and didn't even see the fact clearly.

"Dad, I really appreciate you treating me and my brothers the same way. Come on, I'll toast you with another drink." Zhao Hui said and poured another glass of wine for Zhao Laowu. He didn't know if he was really thanking him.

Still sarcastic.

In this way, Zhao Hui and Zhao Laowu had a plate of peanuts, each one said a word, each had a cup, and drank in silence.

After Zhang Dachun worked for a long time, what he saw when he came home was two drunk men lying on the dining table, sleeping in a daze. All that was left on the table was an empty wine bottle leaning over and a few peanuts left.

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"Damn it, I really owe you." Zhang Dachun cursed, picked up the meat and rice noodles bought by Zhao Hui, and went to cook, without paying any attention to the two men who were sleeping crookedly.

And just when the rice was about to come out of the pot, Zhao Baocai, who had been playing all morning, came back from the meal. He saw Zhang Dachun frying noodles with meat in the pot. He also ignored the drunken men and picked up a bowl to fill the noodles.

I went back to the house and sat by the kang and started eating.

Zhao Hui opened his eyes due to the sound of him sucking noodles, and saw Zhao Baocai sucking the noodles so deliciously, without anyone saying anything, he took a bowl, put two chopsticks of noodles into the pot in the kitchen, and ate them too.

stand up.

He drank too much just now, and he vomited it all out in a short while. At this time, his stomach was empty and uncomfortable, and he couldn't bear it without eating something.

Zhang Dachun felt distressed when he saw him unceremoniously grabbing two big noodles with chopsticks. He couldn't help but start to blame him: "I know how to eat when I come back. I've been working all morning and I have to go home to cook for you. You eat too."

Go down?"

"Why can't I eat it?" Zhao Hui took a sip of the soup and said calmly: "Your man can still eat it even if he drinks and sleeps at home. Your little son runs all over the streets and doesn't work or go home to feed you."

You still eat delicious food when you cook, why can't I, who brought back rice and noodles, not be able to eat it?"

"What are you talking about? Your brother is still a child, why are you trying to get hold of him?" Zhang Dachun stopped immediately when he heard that he was talking about his younger son.

"Yes, an eighteen-year-old kid is really young." Zhao Hui sneered lightly and said in a nonchalant manner: "When I was seven or eight years old, you didn't treat me like a child.

, I don’t see you protecting me like this, let alone you working so hard to make stuttering food for me. You said I was trying to catch you, but you didn’t tell me that I was doing nothing at home every day, but you caught me and managed to come back.

Why can’t I get away with the accusation of resting at home?”

Zhang Dachun was speechless by the rebuke. Just as he was about to say something, Zhao Hui had already finished the noodles, put down the bowl and left.

This is not the first time that Zhao Hui has attacked her mercilessly, but her excuses have no effect on Zhao Hui. Zhang Dachun doesn't know how to deal with this inexperienced son now.

He gets along.

Zhao Hui returned to his room and closed his eyes and ignored what was going on outside.

In fact, he was not asleep just now. He could clearly hear Zhang Dachun's complaints when he came back. It was just that his stomach felt uncomfortable at the time and he didn't want to move.

Reincarnation is a technical job, and he had no idea how many sins he had committed in his previous life to end up with such a pair of parents.

He doesn't like these parents.

Really, he didn't like it at all.

Of course, they don't like him either.
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