Chapter 420 Rong Dazhi insists on leaving
"Dad, I don't want to play. I want our family to survive. I don't want you to work so hard anymore. I don't want anything. I just want you to stay with me, always."
Rong Dazhi's eyes turned red and he wiped away the tears of shame. It was so embarrassing for a grown man to shed tears.
Rong Deju was terrified. His heartless son had never acted like this before. "Dazhi, did someone say something to you? Don't be angry. Tell Dad and I'll take care of him."
Rong Dazhi glared at his father angrily, "What are you packing up for? If you want to pack up, just pack up and run away. Do you think there will be pie falling from the sky, waiting for you to pick it up? Don't be so proud. I have lived to be over 30 years old, and the pie I pick up every day is earned by my father at the cost of his life. Do you have a father who will risk his life to buy you a pie? Now everyone out there wants to pick up something that is left out. There are hundreds of millions of people out there. Who are you? What are you going to use to fight? Use your old bones or your broken body? What vegetables do I eat? It's good enough to have something to eat. Why am I so picky? If I continue to be picky, I can only drink my father's blood and eat his flesh. Am I a devil? I am over 30 years old, not three years old. How long do you want to spoil me? Do you want to spoil me until your worthless life is gone? How will I survive then? Should I die with you?"
Rong Dazhi's voice grew louder and louder, and he yelled at his mother.
Rong Deju is old and his life is not easy, so he has no time to look for young girls. Rong Dazhi's biological mother has lost interest and spends all day revolving around her husband and son.
Her own son suddenly lost his temper, and she was frightened. She thought her husband had done something, so she ran over and found that her husband was even more confused than her. She asked tremblingly, "What's wrong? Son, are you bored?"
Rong Dazhi confirmed that these were his biological parents.
Rong Deju approached Rong Dazhi excitedly and said, "Son, it was Dad's fault. Dad will correct it. Don't be angry. Anger is bad for your health. It's very hot today. So, ask Mom to make you something cool to eat. How about cold noodles? There's still some flour in the warehouse. Dad saved it for you."
"Okay, I'll do it right away, son. Wait, it will be done soon." Rong Dazhi's mother smiled and went to work. In the past, she had everything she wanted, but she never thought that there would be a day when she would have to wash her hands and cook soup for her husband and son.
However, such a life is much more comfortable than exposing the mistress every day.
Rong Dazhi is amazing. His giant baby character is so deeply rooted in people's minds that even his biological parents can't save him.
In a fit of rage, he kicked over a chair, frightening the elderly couple who were about to get food so much that they dared not move. His own son's reaction was truly bizarre; it had never happened before. Could he have had heatstroke? Or perhaps he had been poisoned?
Rong Dazhi, could the look in your eyes that looks like a fool be more obvious?
"I'm going to make this clear today. I want you to take me to Longfeng City. You are not allowed to think about any power or interests anymore. Live your life honestly. Otherwise, I will go on a hunger strike or commit suicide. I only give you three days to think about it. Don't try to fool me. You know what I'm going to do, and no one can stop me." After saying this, he walked towards his yurt without caring about his relatives.
This idea came to him very suddenly, perhaps because the chaos in the north made him uneasy, but he was very determined. No matter whether he could really gain power and benefits here, or whether this incident was really beneficial to them, he didn't want it anymore. He just wanted his family to live well and live together.
Rong Deju and his wife stood there in a daze. They never took their son's words lightly, even when he was angry or had a bad temper.
But, giving up power and everything you have now, isn’t this too big and too sudden?
"Old Rong, look at this?" Rong Dazhi's mother seemed at a loss and asked the old man while rubbing her hands.
Rong Deju paced back and forth in the yurt with his hands behind his back, breathing heavily. This body was really as dilapidated as his son had said.
He stopped in his tracks, his cloudy eyes fixed on his old wife. She had once been beautiful, spending most of her time dressing up. Now, her youth was gone, her face had aged, and she looked haggard and old in the midst of the wind, sand, and hardship. Now, she spent most of her time taking care of her husband and children.
This woman gave birth to his son. He truly loved his son, and he didn't actually care about the woman who gave birth to his son.
But now, it was this woman who didn't care, who had been by his side from beginning to end. In this life, he could be considered content. At least he had a wife and children who were happy and caring. "Go pack your things, I'll go find Wei Xiong."
Rong Dazhi's mother was shocked, but soon calmed down. No matter what her husband and son wanted to do, she would just follow them. She had lived a glorious life, enjoyed herself, and was content. "Okay, don't argue with him. We can give up everything. My son and I can't live without you."
After saying this, Rong Dazhi's mother laughed. This was probably the most sincere words she had ever said to Rong Deju in her life.
Rong Deju suddenly felt the weight on his shoulders disappear. He smiled and patted his wife's shoulder, "Don't worry." Then he strode away.
Wei Xiong was stunned by Rong Deju's words for several minutes before he found his voice and asked, "You are not kidding, are you?"
Rong Deju squeezed himself into the not-so-spacious chair and said calmly, "Do you think I'm joking?"
"No," Wei Xiong sat upright, "Do you know what you're saying? You've worked hard for most of your life to get what you have now. Are you really going to give it up like this? Or am I doing something wrong, and you're hinting at something?"
Rong Deju smiled and rolled his eyes at Wei Xiong, "You're the only one who's scheming. Am I the type to go around in circles?"
Wei Xiong frowned and said nothing.
Rong Deju sighed and said seriously, "In my life, when I was young, I did many evil things that hurt the world. I will definitely go to hell after I die. I never thought about having children, but who would have thought that God was blind and gave me one. Since then, every day of my life has been lived for my son. As long as my son is happy, I will give my life to him. Now that my son has grown up, he knows that he cares about me as a father and wants to take me to enjoy life. Naturally, I have to agree. Whether it is power or status, I have fought hard for it all for my son. In the past, my son needed me and I fought hard for it. Now that my son doesn't need me anymore and is tired of me, so what if I throw it away?"
Wei Xiong really didn't know how to evaluate Rong Deju. He was once a well-known gangster, a bastard, who had spent his entire life in prison and was shot. He was obsessed with the existence of a gangster. What kind of evil things did he do? He was from Qinzhou, and he was a white gangster. He knew everything about this black gangster, this cancer that made people gnashing their teeth.
After he suddenly had a baby boy, I knew all about the series of magical operations. I was very angry and admired him at the time. It was so obvious that he should have been in jail, but he was able to clear his name and let him stay outside safely and enjoy the happiness of family.
At that time, everyone was trying to find something to hold against him and was waiting to send him to jail.
But this guy changed his bastard nature and became a hypocrite.
(End of this chapter)
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