I heard my whole family are villains

Chapter 118
This answer may seem absurd, but it is actually very true.

Pausing for a while, Patriarch Mu continued, "It is impossible for a human being to not have emotions and desires, and some children just happen to be in line with their own wishes, so it's hard not to be partial.

Because feelings are accumulated, and likes will only increase. It's not that other people did something wrong, but the eye edge is really amazing. "

Patriarch Mu has never concealed his partiality, but he will treat everyone equally on the surface.

Then give all the children a feeling that although they are eccentric, they also value other people and will not harm the interests of others because of eccentricity.

In many cases, it is not the eccentricity itself that causes conflicts, but the threats and losses suffered as a result.

Patriarch Mu felt that what Mu Hai did wrong was not that he favored Mu Da, but that he was too cold and treated his own son as an enemy.

Mu Yao: Still can't empathize.

Perhaps, people are really different.

"Forget it, it's pointless to ask these questions."

Does he expect Mu Hai's eccentricity?
No!

Quite the contrary, just thinking about it gives goosebumps all over my body.

Not reconciled?

Nor is it!
After all, he already knew who he was.

Perhaps it is really impossible to understand why there is a person like Mu Hai, so he asks this question.

"You can't say that, at least you know how to deal with this kind of thing," Patriarch Mu warned seriously, "If you have children in the future, it's okay to be biased, but you must be careful, the palms and backs of the hands are full of meat, the one with more meat It’s okay to be hurt in private, don’t hurt the one with less meat, we have to shoulder the responsibility of being a father.”

"There will be no other children," Mu Yao explained with a smile, "One Nan Zai is enough in this life."

I can probably understand this feeling.

At the thought of someone taking Nan Zai's favor away, there is a kind of rejection and dislike in instinct.

In fact, this is also a kind of eccentricity.

"It's not up to you," Patriarch Mu glanced at something meaningful, "The young couple slept together under the quilt, and no one was killed, it only shows that the physique is not good."

After a pause, he added, "Of course, what I'm talking about is most of the cases. Your daughter-in-law is relatively weak, so I can't blame you entirely."

What do you mean?
Mu Yao narrowed his eyes.

Always feel underestimated.

But I'm too embarrassed to tell outsiders about the matter between husband and wife.

Not to mention, since Nan Zai was a debt collector, he really rarely made out with his wife.

Because of being stabbed in the foot, even though Patriarch Mu left, Mu Yao was still languid and unable to raise his spirits.

Even maltose can't save that depressed heart.

"Daddy," Nan Zai was a little unhappy, "Mother worked so hard to make maltose, don't waste it if you don't want to eat it."

He took a bite and frowned, with a look of great hatred and bitterness, as if he was taking some kind of poison.

Excessive!

"I don't like it, why do you ask so suddenly?"

Su Dai pointed out the door speechlessly, "Go back to the room and look in the mirror to see what expression you have. People who don't know think you are dissatisfied with our mother and daughter."

Very upset.

Maltose is the result of my own tossing and tossing for a long time, and it is not cherished by others.

Want to explode every minute.

The malt used to make sugar is not the original batch, but the sprouts that Su Dai later re-issued.

At the beginning, the batch was not boiled into sugar because of fermentation problems, and so many grains were wasted.

Therefore, both Su Dai and Nan Zai are cautious about the finished product this time.

"How could I be dissatisfied with you?" Mu Yao didn't even want to refute, "The most I can do is that I don't like Nan Zai!"

"I'm very good today," Nan Zai counted the things he did with his fingers. "I memorized books for half an hour in the morning, then I went to the kitchen to help my mother light the fire, and then I practiced calligraphy for an hour, and I even did the arithmetic problems again."

"That's right," Su Dai glared at Mu Er angrily, "He didn't do anything wrong, why do you get angry for no reason?"

"Isn't it wrong to stay on our bed every day if you don't return to your own room?" Mu Yao was not convinced, "You are still so used to him when he is so old, he will push his nose on his face sooner or later."

"No way," Su Dai was unconvinced, and lowered her voice to warn, "Don't deliberately find fault for dissatisfaction."

After finishing speaking, he rubbed her husband's dog's head comfortingly.

Now she doesn't mind being honest with Mu Yao, even fighting with goblins, but relatively speaking, her son's feelings are more important.

Although she didn't know what was going on, as a mother, she clearly felt that her son was extremely insecure.

Like a little tail, wandering around the two of them every day, even if you can't be distracted while writing, you or your husband should stay where he can see.

Once he couldn't find anyone, even though the appearance was the same, he became visibly flustered.

Su Dai didn't know that she misunderstood Nan Zai.

It wasn't that Nan Zai couldn't do without his parents, but that he was too worried about her.

All the memories in his mind told Nan Zai that his mother was as fragile as a porcelain doll, and even the old mother-in-law Zhou cursed her as a short-lived ghost.

The rest of the Mu family would not be so straightforward, and they often complained about sick people in private.

So much so that he had the illusion that his mother would die at any time.

When I lived in the old house, there were a lot of people in my family, and if there was anything wrong, people would soon find out.

But after moving to the town, there were only three of them, and his father was not at home, so he had to be vigilant.

In Su Dai's eyes, she was a little too nervous.

However, as Su Dai's health got better and better, the situation gradually improved.

Hearing his father complain again, Nan Zai was not surprised at all. After the little adult patted Mu Yao on the shoulder, he comforted him solemnly, "Don't worry, I will leave when I grow up."

puff!
The heart was stabbed severely.

It's better not to say it, at least it's not so disappointing.

After more than ten years, he will be powerless, right?
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, Mu Yao dragged his son to the yard and pushed him on a small bench as if to vent his anger, took away the bowl in his hand, then squatted in front of him, and ate up all the maltose in the bowl.

At the end, he emptied the bowl and said with a provocative smile, "There's not a single one left, all gone!"

Nan Zai was confused by this series of actions, he stared blankly at Mu Yao, his eyes widened.

It took a while to react, and then, tears of anger burst out, "Bad guy, go away!"

All the bamboo shoots on the mountain were taken away by Mu Yao!

Su Dai was also stunned by this scene, her eyes similar to those of Nan Zai looked at her husband in disbelief, her voice was trembling, "Are you lacking virtue?"

Bullying kids are too young to resist, right?

Isn't it just to curb your animal heart, as for such revenge?

"It's not immoral at all," Mu Yao deliberately poked his son's face maliciously, "Seeing that he is also so angry, I feel balanced."

He can't be uncomfortable alone, can he?
Hearing this, Nan Zai, who was just sobbing, completely let go of his voice.

Su Dai held her in her arms distressedly for a while, and asked Mu Yao to use a bowl filled with twice the amount of sugar as compensation, and the little guy gradually stopped crying.

　Thank you, Qin Yan, for the cute reward, okay~
　　Also ask for another wave of tickets, the more the better~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)