"I've never encountered a situation like yours before."
Looking at the old man in front of him, who was troubled by his grandson's marriage, Han Fei thought to himself: I have seven grandchildren. When they grow up, will I have to worry about this again? Thank you, there's no need for that!
"I really admire how well you've raised your grandson to be so obedient and well-behaved," Grandpa Tang said sincerely.
Han Fei was taken aback.
Could the obedient and well-behaved child he mentioned be that kid Han Chengshan?
How did this old man come to see that the troublemaker was obedient and well-behaved?
Han Fei couldn't understand, so he responded with a polite smile.
"Can you teach me the secret technique?"
"Secret manual?"
"It's the secret to teaching children."
"I'm sorry, there's no such secret. Every child is different, and the way to get along with them varies from person to person."
“I’ve thought it through. If the woman insists on causing trouble, I will have no choice but to take illegal action.”
"Mr. Tang, you shouldn't talk about this kind of thing. You should decide what to do yourself."
“You’re not an outsider, so it’s fine to tell you.”
Uh? We just met, right? Am I not an outsider now? You're really good at making friends!
Han Fei maintained his polite smile.
“I’ve already thought it through. I’ll send a few people to take that girl to the port city, find a place to hide her, and send her back after she gives birth. I’ll have Tangshan and the child do a paternity test. If it really is Tangshan’s child, then he’s my great-grandson. I didn’t raise my grandson well, so I’ll have to raise my great-grandson properly this time. I’ll stay at your house, and you can help me raise the child.”
"Wait!" Han Fei immediately called out to him, "Mr. Tang, are you kidding me?"
“I’m not joking. I really have high hopes for you, Brother Han. With your help, I’m sure I can teach my great-grandson well. I also hope that my relationship with my great-grandson can be as harmonious and wonderful as your relationship with your grandson.”
"Have you not inquired about my situation? My relationship with my grandson isn't as harmonious and wonderful as you imagine. There have been quite a few conflicts between us in the past."
Old Master Tang smiled mysteriously: "Before I came, I naturally inquired about Brother Han's glorious history. You are really amazing. In such a short time, you have gone from a scavenger to the richest man in the area."
Currently, Han Fei has become the richest man in his city. Although his city can only be considered a third-tier city, it is indeed a leap forward to become the richest man from a scavenger.
“You and your children have only known each other for less than three years, but in those three years, you have managed to turn these children who misunderstood you and even resented you into such well-behaved and obedient children. It is truly admirable.”
Grandpa Tang took out a few sheets of paper from his pocket: "These are essays I had copied. They are all 'My Grandfather' written by your children."
"The essay topic for the exam was: The person I admire most. Your eldest grandson, second granddaughter, third grandson, fourth grandson, and even your fifth grandson who has just started school, all wrote about 'My Grandfather'!"
Han Fei was slightly taken aback.
He now owns a frozen products company, an entertainment company, and a newly established perfume company. In addition, he is cooperating with the Chinese government in investigating Kelly's case, so he is very busy and has neglected his children's studies.
It wasn't that he neglected them; rather, these children's studies required absolutely no supervision. Take the eldest, for example—always number one, even if he missed an exam, he'd still be number one. Xiao Rou was even less of a concern. The third child had his older sister watching over him at school, and his grades were improving, so he didn't need to worry about him either. The fourth grandson was truly intelligent, consistently ranking first in the entire grade, even surpassing the eldest. The fifth grandson, despite juggling being a child star and studying, managed to balance both very well. Plus, he had a system that enhanced his memory and intelligence, so he consistently ranked first in the entire grade as well.
He always focused on the big picture. As long as the children's general direction was correct, he let them develop and grow naturally, without interfering too much or trying to force them to grow too fast. Even when the youngest child caused trouble, he silently protected and observed him throughout. As long as there were no major problems, he let them develop naturally.
He stared at the few sheets of paper in Old Master Tang's hand; they looked light, yet seemed very heavy.
"Want to see it?" Judging from his behavior, Old Master Tang guessed that he definitely hadn't seen it before.
Han Fei nodded slightly.
Grandpa Tang put the papers back in his pocket: "No, I can't show them to you. After all, they wrote down a lot of your shortcomings. If I show them to you, you might hit the child."
"My shortcomings?" Han Fei was both amused and exasperated: "I would never hit a child."
Upon hearing this, Grandpa Tang was shocked: "You don't hit the child?"
"Why hit the child?" Han Fei asked rhetorically.
"Spare the rod and spoil the child"—a timeless proverb!
“Those are methods from ancient times, and they only suited those times.” Han Fei shook his head. “I’m curious why anyone would follow those ancient practices that are no longer suitable for this dynasty?”
"I..." Old Master Tang wanted to defend himself, saying that it had always been like this, passed down from generation to generation... He had been beaten by his parents a lot when he was a child.
"If you don't discipline your child, how will you teach or manage them when they do something wrong? They simply won't listen to you, won't you get angry?"
"In this life, who hasn't made mistakes? If he made a mistake, doesn't he know he's wrong? What good does beating him do besides making you feel better? Perhaps, you'll only gain resentment and disgust from your child."
"I...I lost my temper and couldn't control myself. I treat my subordinates the same way..."
"Can your subordinates be treated the same as your own grandson?" Han Fei was speechless.
He had also heard Han Chengshan say that this old man was quite outrageous, having hung Tang Shan up and whipped him for three days and three nights.
Is this something a grandfather would do? This is downright tyrannical!
“I can’t control myself, I’ve gotten used to it…” Old Master Tang’s eyes were glazed over: “I’ve gotten used to using violence to make people obey. My grandson is a stubborn one. When we meet, it’s like Mars colliding with the blue planet. Neither of us is willing to back down, until we are both destroyed.”
Grandpa Tang felt mentally exhausted.
He desperately wished that his deceased son could come back to life and return this unfortunate grandson to him, so that he could teach his own son instead of leaving him, this old man, to teach him.
Everyone says that grandparents and grandchildren are very close, but he and his grandson are like enemies across generations.
"Can I smoke?" Old Master Tang asked.
Han Fei shook his head: "No, my little granddaughter will come to play in my study, and there can't be any smell of smoke here."
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