After modification, enter the love game

If a big family has really existed for so long without declining, it must have some foundation.

But Jiang Mu was a smart guy, not to mention that he had cheats. It was impossible to judge him by common sense. Ji Suyi hadn't finished the family education for four or five years, but Jiang Mu finished it in just one year...

The way Jiang Mu's grandparents looked at Jiang Quhan at that time can be summed up in five words: "I'm not saying you..."

It feels like a ten-year veteran player who created an initial account, and after a few random shots, the result was actually better than that of the main account.

However, Jiang Quhan is not Ji Guochang. Ji Guochang is so busy because he has to deal with the interpersonal relationships in a large family. It is difficult for a judge to judge family affairs. Even if Ji Guochang is a very capable man, he will inevitably be tied up by these trivial matters.

How does the saying go? When a mosquito lands on your eggs, you'll know that sometimes you can't be too rough when solving problems...

Ji Guochang was one of those people who had three or four mosquitoes bite him every day.

But Jiang Quhan is different. The only relative he needs to deal with is Jiang Mu.

This relationship is quite simple to handle, and 90% of the situations can be solved with a belt...

But Jiang Quhan still chose such a life, a busy, flying life.

It was as if only by being busy, busy to the point of exhaustion, could he forget some things…some things he didn't want to recall, but would definitely recall as long as he fell into silence.

But it’s okay this way. Jiang Mu quite likes being alone at home.

There is a sense of comfort that you don’t even need to wear underwear.

He casually cooked himself some noodles, finished his meal, washed the dishes, and took a shower while the temperature was still high.

After doing these things, he lay dead on the bed for a few minutes, using his index finger to draw away the stream of light.

The white fog is everywhere.

"Welcome." The announcer said, "What's to watch?"

"Are there any new movies? Please recommend them."

"Are you sure you want me to recommend it?" the announcer asked. "You know... a man is like Pinocchio. When a part of his body grows longer, you can't trust anything he says."

Jiang Mu: "..."

Honestly, he felt like he had met his match in the realm of metaphor.

"Haha, just kidding."

The announcer smiled and said, "It's autumn now, and autumn is a suitable season for reminiscing... I recommend this movie. The atmosphere is quite cheerful, and it is indeed a memory."

"Okay, come on, what's the name?"

"'Like Father'." The announcer paused, "But there is also a subtitle, in the style of Japanese light novels, called 'It's a pity you're not a girl, it's a good thing you're not a girl'."

"?"

The screen lights up.

NO.12 [Like a Father] (4.6k monthly ticket required)

The scene opens with a bustling food street.

That night, the sky darkened, and the earth took over the responsibility of illuminating the world. The streets were full of lights, people came and went, and the sound waves gathered and then dispersed, like a tide attracted by the full moon.

There is often such a food street next to every school. If you want to remember a city, the best way is not to use your eyes, but your tongue, such as clam noodles, barbecue, meat skewers, rice rolls, roujiamo, oden, and so on.

The most beautiful thing is nothing but abundant fruits, the most fragrant thing is nothing but the fireworks of the world, and the layers of fragrance accumulated together constitute the whole world.

"Dad, I want this."

He is an eleven-year-old kid, wearing the usual white shirt and sandals, with an expression that clearly shows he's trying to be good, but if you look closely at his eyes, you'll know he's not a good person.

Everyone knows this person. His surname is Li and his given name is Hua.

The man called Dad glanced at the plastic sword and thought, this piece of junk would only cost ten yuan at most if it was placed outside my house, but it would double in value if it was moved to another place, is this a scam?

Even if you have money, you can't waste it like this.

Dad Li thought about it and looked at his son.

"My child, are you obedient?"

Li Hua nodded quickly: "Yes, I'll listen to you."

He is very familiar with this process. Every time his mother buys something for him, she likes to ask this question. At this time, he just nods and the thing will be in his hands.

As for whether he is really obedient, everyone knows the result from his name...

"Well, it's good that you listen to me." Father Li nodded with satisfaction. "Since you listen to me, then we won't buy it, okay?"

Li Hua: "..."

Is this process a bit wrong?

Can I say it's not good?

He thought for two seconds and asked tentatively: "What if I don't obey?"

Father Li’s expression darkened: “You don’t listen and you still want me to buy you something? Go home!”

Li Hua: "..."

As we all know, fathers all over the world raise their children in basically the same way.

You can believe that if the child is in danger, they will immediately rush forward and fight a few fierce criminals.

But you must never imagine that they will take good care of the children.

So as expected, about five minutes later, Li Hua got lost...

Of course, even though she is only eleven, our classmate Li Hua is better than a certain slug girl.

After discovering that he was lost, Li Hua was terrified and turned around and ran away - he was afraid that his father would find him.

He walked around a few times and returned to the stall he had just been to.

Li Hua pointed at the plastic sword hanging at the highest point.

"Boss, I want that."

The stall owner was a middle-aged woman who looked gentle and kind: "I'm sorry, little friend, this sword has just been reserved in advance."

Li Hua was shocked... No, these days, you have to make reservations to eat out and to meet clients, so you even have to make reservations to buy a toy sword?

There was no one here just now, which bastard acted so quickly?

——As luck would have it, the bastard just happened to walk up from behind him.

He is a boy about the same age as Li Hua, wearing a black shirt and sneakers. He has a handsome face with a righteous look inherited from his father, but also has a lazy and mature temperament that is very inconsistent with his age.

It turned out to be a little bastard, and at first glance, he was the kind of little bastard who was good at deceiving little girls.

===

Outside the screen, the slightly grown-up Jiang the Bastard: "..."

He was silent for a few seconds and turned his head.

"Isn't it a bit too much for your movie narration?"

"You don't understand. These days, Asian male protagonists are no longer popular. Only this kind of handsome but a little bit ruffian, serious but a little bit flirty is popular."

The announcer said with a smile, "Doesn't this highlight your status as the protagonist? If it were someone else, the narration wouldn't even be read."

Jiang Muchen said: Why does this statement sound so familiar to me?

Oh yeah, that’s what my dad said when he beat me.

While beating you, he said, "If you were not my son, I would not beat you."

He held his forehead and said, "Okay, okay, can you please change to another one? Do I need to read this one? I know the plot very well."

"You can change it, but the reward is only available after you finish watching it." The announcer shrugged. "You will watch it sooner or later anyway, just treat it as a memory of your childhood."

"Can I mute it?"

"No, but you can cover your ears."

"Tsk."

===

Li Hua turned around, glanced sideways, and looked disdainful.

"You're the one who ordered it, you bastard?"

"Wow... your words are quite arrogant." Jiang Mu said with interest, "It's you, what can I do?"

Li Hua: "..."

Damn, this guy is so aggressive.

I thought I was unrivaled in language skills among my peers, whose general is this?

Compared to Li Hua, who was a little arrogant at that time because his family was rich.

Most of the time, Jiang Mu is quite polite.

But being well-mannered most of the time doesn't mean Jiang Mu has to be so well-mannered...

Especially to a little brat like this who speaks rudely.

If you don't cry after being scolded, it means you are holding it in.

Li Hua was silent for two seconds: "How much? I'll buy it."

"one hundred."

"What the hell is this one hundred?!?!" Li Hua was shocked, "Do you think I'm stupid?"

Jiang Mu nodded: "Yes, is there any problem?"

Li Hua took a deep breath.

He clenched his fists, his face fierce - sometimes it is not necessary to use words to resolve disputes.

I've learned Sanda for two years, after all, and if I don't fight, do you really think I'm made of clay?

Step forward and get to work.

Five seconds later, the battle was over.

Li Hua believes that violence is the behavior of barbarians, and as civilized people, they should resolve problems through peaceful negotiations.

“It hurts, it hurts, it hurts… It’s broken, brother, dear brother, it’s almost broken, my arm is going to break!”

Jiang Mu let go of his hand and looked at him with disdain: "Do you want to fight again?"

"No more fighting..."

Li Hua felt like he had really seen a ghost.

The other person and I are about the same height and have similar body shapes, which means there is not much difference in our development.

But I, Li Hua, am a genius after all. Even if I can't fight one against three, I can definitely give my senior brothers a beating.

As a result, the two of them knelt down as soon as they met each other.

Where did this evil creature come from? How did you escape from under the golden hoop?

"One hundred is one hundred." Li Hua grimaced in pain, "One hand pays, the other hand delivers."

"Wow, he's still a young master." Jiang Mu teased, "One hundred and fifty."

"what?"

"Do you know what an auction is? Demand determines the market. You want it, and I want it too. Since there is only one of those things, the one with the highest bid gets it. It's fair."

Jiang Mu waved his hand, signaling the stall owner who wanted to say something to be quiet.

Then he smiled and said, "I'll give you 150... or do you have no money?"

"What a joke! I don't have any money?" Li Hua laughed, "Two hundred."

"Two hundred and five."

"three hundred!"