Wei Qian also read a lot of inspirational stories like this when he was young, but he forgot all of them, probably because his emotional development was not very up to the average level, and he didn't feel anything when he read it at that time, and he was only slightly touched until now.
He casually said to the two children: "Your teacher is a bit good, and the extracurriculars you chose are not bad."
San Pang, who was cooking, poked his head out from the kitchen and said amidst the sounds of frying and frying, "What did you say? Read it louder for brother."
Wei Qian cleared his throat, intending to show San Fatty the voice of raising the flag, but before he could pronounce a word, Wei Zhiyuan's cub suddenly said in a bad way: "Brother, I don't want to go to school anymore. "
He brought up the old matter again, but Wei Qian ignored him, and didn't take it seriously, because as a competent feudal patriarch, he planned to carry on the glorious tradition of dictatorship to the end, and it was not up to the boy to express his opinion on such matters as whether to go to school or not. .
Wei Qian yelled at San Fatty in the kitchen: "I want you to be educated too. Let me see where to start. Well, let's take this one—ideal."
"Brother." Wei Zhiyuan came over, squatted in front of Wei Qian, stared at him, and said again, "I don't want to go to school anymore."
Xiaobao is used to making trouble, so he hurriedly ran over and said crisply: "Brother, if he doesn't learn well, hit him."
Wei Zhiyuan frowned, and said to her righteously: "As you go, you are everywhere."
"You just let me go," Wei Qian hit Wei Zhiyuan on the head with extra-curricular materials, and slipped out, "One more thing, I will break your leg."
There is a source for this sentence. When Wei Qian was young, there was a classmate in his class who was called to the parents by the teacher because of mischief. That’s how the classmate’s father hit the boy on the head and said viciously: “Play truant again, old man. break your leg."
The young Wei Qian always felt that this statement was very patriarchal. At that time, he was still young and ignorant, so he wrote this sentence in the excerpt, and the teacher gave a big cross
In short, he has been eager to apply this sentence to teach others a lesson.
Wei Zhiyuan looked at his hanging arms with complicated expressions.
The first time he resisted going to school was because he didn't know what going to school was for, but this time, the little boy thought it over and expressed his thoughts with reason: "I don't want to go to school anymore. It's good to go to school. But it will take many years and a lot of money, so I’d better go out with you to earn money, I can work, I can fight, I can support myself, and I can support you.”
It's a pity that Wei Qian is a person who can't communicate, and Xiao Yuan's reasoning and evidence are ignored.
Wei Qian lowered his head and glanced at Wei Zhiyuan, feeling that this little brat was ignorant, his hands were itchy, and he wanted to beat him up—Wei Qian thought, he would go out every day, and with the increasing pressure of competition in the industry, he would have to bleed all the time Khan prepared to fight wits and bravery with his peers from all walks of life, but was told by the brat that it seemed that such a technical thing could be done by himself. He was so fucking incompetent that he didn't know how to be rich and expensive, and he didn't know that others were supporting him hard work.
But, when Wei Qian saw his earnest and swearing appearance that he wanted to support himself, he didn't do it.
The little thing has a conscience anyway.
So Wei Qian said to him perfunctorily: "Then you should study hard. In the future, you won't be able to graduate from university, and you won't be able to do a master's degree. You will have to be a postdoctoral fellow. After a postdoctoral fellow, you will call others 'Dao Kete' Wei. Try to get one for us." Scout 'Wei, that's awesome."
Wei Zhiyuan lowered his head, he had read some books and understood some things, and he could hear that his elder brother was teasing him, this matter is obviously not room for negotiation.
The brat Song Xiaobao approached with a smile, shook his head and begged for a beating, and said, "Xie Ke Tewei, hehehehe."
Wei Zhiyuan: "Go away, little girl."
Song Xiaobao was not to be outdone: "I'm not a 'film', I'm a 'drum'! You're a ball of sheep dung on a reed stick!"
Wei Zhiyuan: "Ugly girl movies."
Song Xiaobao screamed angrily: "Sheep dung ball!"
Wei Zhiyuan replied calmly: "I called you yourself."
The two got together, Wei Qian watched from the side, not intending to start a fight, wishing that the two of them would have a lively fight, watching children fight is also one of his entertainments, anyway, it can't be broken.
When he first arrived, Wei Zhiyuan's eyes were very wild and unruly, and his personality was always duller than his peers. It was in stark contrast to Xiaobao, who was chattering at home every day and expressing his unconstructed opinions. At that time, at first glance Look, Wei Zhiyuan seems to have stuffed an adolescent boy into a little guy's body, always feeling that the person doesn't match his appearance.
However, in the past six months, he has become more and more "small", and his words and deeds have also become childish.
While fighting with Xiaobao, Wei Zhiyuan glanced at Wei Qian from the corner of his eye, and found that the elder brother with one arm hanging was watching the battle between the two of them happily, so he continued to rub Song Xiaobao's fire with a bit of performance.
Since the last time he made a joke when he changed his teeth, Wei Zhiyuan accidentally found a way to please his elder brother—that is, to bring his IQ to the same height as Song Xiaobao, and often do some ridiculously stupid things with her.
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The more childish and heartless the two of them acted, the more easy-going and less pretentious the elder brother would be.
So Wei Zhiyuan walked down this road more and more.
His natural aptitude could have allowed him to grow into a cool person, but he has embarked on a path of dubiousness. The fate of his life is really elusive.
Wei Zhiyuan's feelings for Wei Qian and this family are very hot. He is different from other children. Other children are born with a family, but Wei Zhiyuan does not. He manages "family" as a kind of business.
As long as he can stay, stay in this house, don't just pretend to be stupid, let him work hard.
Xiaoyuan always remembers that one day, he caught a cold at school during the day and was always cold. After falling asleep, he unconsciously slipped into Wei Qian's arms, nestled in that warm embrace, and slept until he fell asleep. the next day.
In the morning, when the boy woke up, he was lying on the place he hadn't been willing to move for a long time. He opened his eyes wide and looked up at the face of the sleeping boy beside him, and suddenly called "Brother" silently in his heart.
The eldest brother naturally couldn't hear it, but Wei Zhiyuan called it in his heart.
The lively war between Xiaoyuan and Xiaobao was finally ended by San Pang, who pulled the two cubs apart like a puppy: "Oh, little ancestors, is this going to cause a disturbance in the Heavenly Palace? Let’s have a truce first, eat and raise your guns before fighting, don’t worry!”
San Pang took the fried rice with eggs from the kitchen and put it in a small basin. Instead of taking the bowl, he took four spoons, one for each person, and started eating around the bowl of rice.
San Pang is a good teacher, he is more nagging than Tang Seng, and he can't stop his sausage mouth with food. He educates his children while eating: "Kids should have ideals, and they can't be like grasshoppers with big bellies all day long. Pinch the ground, your brother is only two hundred and five, and he doesn't care about it."
Wei Qian's innocence was affected, and he just wanted to clean up the fat man, so that he would know how many eyes Lord Ma has, but before he could speak, the two cubs yelled at the fat man, "Don't talk about my brother!"
Three fat: ""
Wei Qian picked up a piece of ham sausage alone: "Good job, eat more."
San Pang's face contorted for a while, relying on his thick skin, he reluctantly continued the topic just now: "Okay, let's not mention your brother—you see, after learning so many texts about ideals in school, with the third brother Talk about talking, what are your ideals?"
Xiao Bao said, "I want to be a singer."
Wei Zhiyuan said unpretentiously: "Make money and support my brother."
Xiaobao glanced at him, and added: "I want to earn a lot of money as a singer, so I can support my brother."
Sanpang is like a wretched child kidnapper, no, like a great educator, he said to Wei Zhiyuan earnestly and kindly: "Look, Xiaobao's ideal is more purposeful, and what about you, Xiaoyuan, you have to raise Brother, how are you going to make money?"
Wei Zhiyuan said without raising his eyelids: "I can watch venues, sell discs, apply for licenses, and get a job."
Sanpang was heartbroken immediately, and turned his head to Wei Qian and said, "Qian'er, I think your child is hopeless."
Wei Qian looked at the serious Wei Zhiyuan, his eyes fell on his bulging cheeks, he suddenly felt like laughing, so he laughed, and by the way pointed out a clear way for San Fatty: "Get lost!"
When he smiled, Wei Zhiyuan felt that it was worthwhile for him to play and roll all night, so he stopped talking, saved his energy, and lowered his head fiercely to eat.
Wei Zhiyuan ate very ferociously, as if he wanted to turn every grain of rice into his bones and meat.
In fact, Wei Qian also had an ideal. His original ideal was to be a scientist, walking around the laboratory in a white coat, recording various data, writing papers, typing materials, researching something, studying while eating and sleeping every day. Research, in addition to research things, do not take anything to heart, do not worry about food and clothing.
Of course, Wei Qian knew in his heart that this ideal has now become a fantasy, so he didn't mention it to others, pretending that he was born as an old fritter in society and never been a fool.
San Pang cooked and was responsible for washing the dishes. He complained while washing: "Oh, your third brother owed you money in his previous life, and he will be your child bride in this life."
This remark happened to be heard by Wei Zhiyuan who was passing by, and Wei Zhiyuan rolled up his sleeves without saying a word: "Third Brother, I'll wash it."
Sanpang waved his hands dumbfounded: "There are still people who are vying to be a child bride-in-law, you'd better go watch cartoons with Xiaobao."
Wei Zhiyuan raised his head to ask Wei Qian for instructions, Wei Qian nodded to him with a centimeter fluctuation: "Go, don't stumble here."
After dismissing the child, Sanpang said to Wei Qian who was leaning against the kitchen doorframe, "Does your arm hurt?"
Wei Qian lit a cigarette: "It's okay, a little bit."
San Pang didn't talk to him, and after a moment of silence, San Pang asked him seriously: "What do you want? Keep going like this?"
Wei Qian had already seen that he was holding back something to say, and didn't say anything, waiting for him to say it.
Sanpang is older than him and Mazi, he is almost twenty years old, and he thinks more than his two little brothers: "Don't you don't like to hear me say that, Brother Le—that person Le Xiaodong, isn't it? What kind of trouble, if you follow him, what good will you end up with? Even if you go to build floor tiles and sell your strength, the two yuan that Le Xiaodong gave is to make you work hard."
After a while, Wei Qian asked back: "What can I do?"
"Why can't you eat?"
Wei Qian leaned against the door frame, thought blankly for a moment, looked down at his hand that was wrapped like a rice dumpling, felt the slightest pain coming out of it, and said in a low voice, "I don't know anything."
"It doesn't matter if you work part-time or do a small business," San Pang paused, and said, "At worst, you follow San Ge, and the two of us drive cooked food, isn't it considered a living?"
Wei Qian smiled lightly, but remained silent.
"As long as you nod your head, I'll tell my dad when you go back." San Pang said this, and suddenly turned his head as if feeling something, and found that Wei Qian was no longer there, so he left in a non-violent and non-cooperative manner.
San Pang stopped talking, threw the water in his hand angrily, and said angrily: "Grandson, sooner or later you will regret that day!"
San Pang had a childhood friendship with him, so he would never harm him, Wei Qian knew in his heart that everything he said made sense.
He has been in the entertainment city for more than a year, and he has gradually let go of his blind worship of Brother Le. Wei Qian also knows a little bit about what kind of business he does for a living.
Wei Qian sometimes thinks, why is it that no matter how hard it is for others, he can walk the right path, and he is the only one who is such a coward
Is he willing to be a hooligan
Although he is a fool, he also knows what is good or bad. He has been a good student in school for so many years, but he didn't drop out of school to become a hooligan.
Is it for money
Yes, Wei Qian admitted that Brother Le gave him a lot of money, but San Pang was right, he was selling his life, and even twice the money would not be worth it.
Is that the fear of suffering
Probably not, it's hard to compare whether it's the pain from the big blisters on the hands of the bricks and the sunburned skin, or the pain of being broken by someone's arm alive with a stick.
What is that for
Wei Qian asked himself this question countless times, and later he discovered that it was probably his fatal self-esteem that was causing the trouble.
He was destined to be inferior to others since he was born in this world and the first time he cried, so when he grew up a little bit and had a little choice, he would die and would not bow his head again—even if it was something like It's fine to be so vicious now that everyone fears and hates her.
It is better to make others afraid of him than to look down on him.
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