After making a wish, financial freedom

Chapter 45 Filial Piety Is Dead

Wang Zihan nodded repeatedly when he heard the word alarm:
"Yes, hurry up and take them to the police station to reflect for a few days, and beat me if there is nothing wrong with them."

This child is so filial, so filial.

Li Zhuo asked:

"Then tell me, what happened the first time you were beaten?"

Wang Zihan took a sip of Coke and said:
"The first time was when I took an exam at school, and I got the bottom of the exam, and then my dad beat me up."

Li Zhuo:

"Then you deserve it, shouldn't you be beaten at the bottom of the exam? Will your dad beat you if you take the first place in the exam?"

Wang Zihan plausibly said:
"The bottom one in the exam is not once or twice. If you want to beat me, you can take your time. He flew back to beat me up overnight, and flew away after midnight. He spent thousands of dollars just to beat me. Me, isn't this a waste of money?..."

Li Zhuo: ...

It sounds like his old father is really easy to get on with.

Li Zhuo comforted:
"Don't be sad, give me your dad's phone number, and I'll say something to him."

Wang Zihan said with a smile:
"Are you going to criticize him?"

"En! I have to criticize him. It's a waste of money. Next time something like this happens, just give me some labor fees and let me do it for you."

Wang Zihan said angrily:

"You are also a bad person!"

Li Zhuo:

"If you make money then, treat you to KFC."

"Then...then I want to eat the 7-piece set of Roll Fort for two people."

Li Zhuo:

"Yes, as long as you can eat it."

Wang Zihan:
"Well, for KFC's sake, I forgive you."

This kid is pretty easy to coax.

Li Zhuo asked again:
"Why were you beaten the second time?"

Wang Zihan sighed again and said:
"The second time I have to blame my mother. My little rabbit died of diarrhea. I cried bitterly, kowtowed to it, and burned paper money for it..."

Li Zhuo nodded and said:
"Little brother, you are quite authentic."

"But my mother was laughing at me, clapping her hands, and laughing..."

Li Zhuo: "It shouldn't be true!"

Wang Zihan continued:
"...until she suddenly discovered that what I burned was not paper money, but real money..."

Li Zhuo: ...

This kid is really a tiger.

Wang Zihan hasn't finished yet:
"In the past, my mother never beat me. My father did everything. This time, she just took the mop out of the bathroom. The spanking made my butt swell..."

Li Zhuo had no choice but to comfort him:
"Okay, grow some snacks, kid!"

Wang Zihan argued:

"I wanted to find ghost coins. I don't have any at home, so I can only burn real coins."

Li Zhuo asked again:
"Then what happened when you were beaten the third time?"

Wang Zihan sighed harder this time:

"Don't mention it, this happened last night, and it was a mixed doubles."

"so serious?"

"Yeah, it's strange. I just painted a watercolor painting after dinner. I feel that the standard of painting is quite high."

"That's not very good." Li Zhuo said.

"My dad saw me painting and thought it was pretty good at first,
He also came over and asked: "Oh, my son is drawing, it's awesome!"What did you draw? '

I replied: 'Happy family',
My dad pointed to the two big ones and one small three people in the middle of the picture and asked:

'This is Dad, Mom and you, right?Mom and Dad still have flowers in their hands, which is great. '

I said: 'No, you made a mistake, this is me, my wife and my child'.

My dad: 'Huh?What about mom and dad? '

I pointed to two tombstones under a tree and said, 'It's not here. '

My dad asked again: "What flowers are you and your wife holding?" '

I said: 'chrysanthemum chant!Isn't Qingming useful? '"

Li Zhuo slapped his head when he heard this, and said:

"Then your parents were furious and beat you up, right?"

Wang Zihan burst into tears:
"No, my dad hit me first, and then my mom came back from outside and hit me again."

That purely deserves it, "Happy Family" was painted into "Qingming Tomb Picture", who will beat you if your parents don't beat you?

Li Zhuo asked:

"So, my son, your family is actually quite harmonious. The whole family went to the grave together."

"Is that right? I built a single-family grave for them, it's too expensive."

Li Zhuo jokingly said:
"Then there should be a poem for this famous painting—

During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot,
The dead parents are cultivated into graves.

With his wife and children and chrysanthemums,
Go to the grave to eat tribute. "

Wang Zihanshu thumbs up:
"Brother, you know poetry! You are talented."

Li Zhuo replied:

"Well, you are also filial, but not much."

Li Zhuo then said:

"My filial son, I have a suggestion. Filial piety to parents is reflected in the hope that they will live a long life and let them live happily. Going to the grave is just a helpless act for the living to mourn the deceased relatives...

Also, I suggest that when painting, don't put graves, tombstones, and ancestral halls in the painting, it is neither aesthetic nor necessary..."

Wang Zihan puffed his cheeks and said:
"After I was beaten, I lost my memory and never drew again."

Li Zhuo finally asked:
"So your wish is to reconcile with your parents, right? To be honest, if I were your parents, I couldn't help but beat you harder."

Wang Zihan: ...

He exclaimed:

"My wish is not to reconcile with my parents. After my parents beat me, they will soon stop being angry and play games with me."

Li Zhuo asked curiously:

"Then what are you doing here?"

Wang Zihan said:
"I like a girl in our community, her name is Zhou Weiran, she will come to the interest class here to learn musical instruments on weekends, and I want to play with her.

My idea is to make friends with her, let her be my wife when I grow up, and become a happy family. "

This child, at a young age, has already thought about the family's future plans.

Li Zhuo encouraged:
"Then you go to her and play with her, be brave, it's okay."

Children who talk about their husbands and wives are just playing games. How many of them will marry their childhood sweethearts when they grow up?Isn't it good to play together and spend a happy childhood.

Wang Zihan said dejectedly:

"Her mother seems to be very strict with her. She picks her up and picks her up every day after school, and she is no exception when she comes to participate in interest classes on weekends, and she doesn't let her play with others very much, so I don't have the courage to talk to her..."

Li Zhuo had a bad premonition and asked:

"So your wish is...?"

"My wish is that someone can help me attract her mother's attention, and then I will approach Zhou Weiran, take the initiative to talk to her, and become friends with her..."

Li Zhuo: ...

Therefore, the task that the incense burner gave him was tantamount to covering for the little guy to approach the little girl, sacrificing himself to fulfill his "happy family" plan.

The last time I gave him homework from a primary school monk, he felt that the layout of the incense burner was too small.

This time, he was actually given the task of being a wingman for the elementary school monk to pick up girls.

Li Zhuo really wanted to complain a few words, but he was afraid of offending Goldfinger, and it would be troublesome to wear the little shoes again.

Wang Zihan looked at Li Zhuo expectantly, Li Zhuo said listlessly:

"Okay, I will help you realize this wish..."

Wang Zihan said 'yeah' twice, looking very happy.

Li Zhuofu asked again:

"Don't be too happy, help you realize your wish. Is there anything you can give me? There must be something in return."

Wang Zihan nodded and said:
"I really have it. I picked it up from the fields when I was at my grandfather's house in the country. When I succeed, I will bring it to you when I go home."

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(End of this chapter)