Then he closed the door and continued to eavesdrop through the crack.

The purpose of closing the door is to avoid being affected. As for eavesdropping, well, he has grown up now and he needs to know everything that happens at home.

After all, he is about to grow up to be the little pillar of the family.

When Liang Zhenye saw Luo Jianfei, the anger that had gradually subsided along the way suddenly rose up again.

Before he could react, Luo Jianfei knelt down first. Not only did he kneel down, he also walked over to him and hugged his thighs:

"Dad, you can hit me and scold me, but you can't hit or scold Jiajia anymore. Not only can you not hit or scold her, you can't say harsh words to her, and you can't show your displeasure."

Liang Zhenye: ...

Seeing that he didn't make a move, Luo Jianfei skillfully pulled out his belt and handed it to Liang Zhenye: "Use this, otherwise your hand will hurt."

Liang Zhenye: ...

You kid, you are too skilled.

Luo Jianfei felt that it was not enough, so he also whipped Liang Zhenye's belt, causing Liang Zhenye, an old man in his forties or fifties, to step back in panic, holding up his trouser waist with one hand, and looking at his wife for help.

Liang Sirui's mother: ...

It's unbearable to watch.

"Dad, don't worry, just keep pushing. If this one breaks, there's still another one."

In the end, Luo Jianfei did not get beaten. Liang Zhenye promised with a dark face that he would not shout at his daughter or blame her. Only then did Luo Jianfei stand up.

He is a tall man over 1.9 meters tall and very oppressive.

Liang Zhenye: ...

He didn't want to look up, so he took two steps back and sat on the sofa. Seeing that Luo Jianfei was still standing, he motioned him to sit down.

Luo Jianfei shook his head: "No, I can just stand."

"Just sit down if you're told to."

"Okay, Dad, don't be angry. Being angry is bad for your health."

"Who is your father?"

"Uncle, don't be angry. Anger is harmful to your health."

Liang Zhenye choked and was about to lift the ceramic cup on the table to drink some tea, but Luo Jianfei got there first, brought the ceramic cup over, and said flatteringly, "Dad, have some tea."

Called dad again.

Liang Zhenye felt tired and finally didn't bother to correct his address. Then he saw that the boy looked very happy, as if he was a mouse that had successfully stolen lamp oil.

Damn, he has shifty eyes and doesn't look like a good person.

Looking at him again, he still doesn't look like a good person.

Take another look?

Damn, my eyes hurt!

Liang Zhenye was too lazy to look at him.

The atmosphere was silent for a long time, until Luo Jianfei, who was in a silly state of laughter, realized that something was wrong and carefully called him "Dad".

Liang Zhenye: ...

He tutted his words, and the more he thought about it, the more unhappy he became. So he asked him, "Does your father know about you and my Jiajia? I remember he was planning to marry you to his boss's daughter."

That girl is very old and very picky, but after all this time, there are not many suitable ones left.

Apart from anything else, the youngest son of Lao Luo's family is good-looking. He is taller than his brother and is the tallest one in their family. He is also a college student. It seems that he will be the most promising one in the family.

I thought of Lao Luo, who I didn’t get along with very well.

Liang Zhenye's mood finally improved a little.

When his father angered the public and did something dirty, and he was fired, Lao Luo was one of the people who firmly demanded that this black sheep like him be kicked out.

Intellectually, he knew that he shouldn't blame the people in the compound, but that it was his father who was not being honest.

He always stares at young girls and wives like an old gangster. If he had a wife, he would be the first one to pick up a weapon and beat her up.

But the person who did this was his own father, and he just felt ashamed.

But that was rationally and emotionally. He was actually quite unconvinced. A father is a father, and a son is a son. Just because his father was bad didn't mean he wasn't good. It was his father who did the evil, but it was he, the son, who had to bear the consequences.

After being driven out, the brothers split up and no one wanted to take care of their father, so they sent him back to his hometown.

As a result, he disrespected his elders and set his eyes on the other person's daughter.

At that time, Liang Zhenye really wished he would be beaten to death.

But after all, he was his father, so he had to take care of it.

During those years when he had to clean up his father's mess, his family almost had to tighten their belts to survive.

Thinking of these past events, Liang Zhenye sighed, but the more he looked at Luo Jianfei, the more he liked him.

The father is the father and the son is the son. We can't confuse the two.

After Liang Zhenye figured it out, he realized that he hadn't seen his daughter.

When I think about it, it seems like I haven't seen my daughter for a few days.

"Where's Jiajia?"

"With Yi Yi."

Luo Jianfei answered quickly.

Upon hearing this, Liang Zhenye stopped asking any more questions. He felt relieved that nothing would happen to her since she was with the daughter of the old Qi family.

Now the question is: "Have you thought about what to say to your father?"

"Dad, look at what you said, didn't my dad disown me a long time ago?

My living expenses in the past few years were all earned by my part-time job, and the tuition was borrowed from Jia Jia. What does my situation have to do with him?

If that doesn't work out, just treat me as your live-in son-in-law."

Liang Zhenye: ...

You are so bold to say that.

But he had to admit that he felt much more comfortable listening to it.

After dealing with his father-in-law and mother-in-law, Luo Jianfei said that he didn't care about his own father, but he still had to go back.

His mother had taken care of his father for most of her life. He had originally planned to bring his mother to live with him after he settled down.

Although this happened in the middle of the process and he didn't take care of other things, it was not a big problem.

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