The popularity of the live broadcast room soared by 100,000 points, which surprised Song Yang.
I didn't expect to gain so much from a trip home.
But this is a good thing.
Song Yang said: "I'll go call Dad back to eat together."
Seeing that his mother agreed, Song Yang found the old electric bike at home and rode it to the town.
Now that people are better off, most people have bought cars, so Song Yang riding an electric scooter is relatively common.
Song's father works in the only supermarket in the town.
Mr. Song, wearing an old shirt, was directing a car into the parking lot.
"Dad, I'll take you home for dinner." Song Yang said as he parked the car.
"Yangyang! You're home! I thought you would arrive in the afternoon." Father Song came over and said happily.
"I'll walk faster. Let's go. We don't want to do this anymore," said Song Yang.
"Nonsense, how do you get paid if you don't work?" Song's father said with a stern face.
Song Yang pulled him and said, "I'll open it for you, let's go home and eat clay pot chicken!"
Song's father couldn't get over it, so he said, "Kid, let me ask for leave from my boss and leave."
Song Yang smiled and nodded.
My dad is just like that. He is very responsible and won't tolerate any mistakes.
Since I've already agreed to it, there's no need to rush.
Father Song returned soon.
At this time, a car was about to leave the parking lot. It squeezed past Song's father without caring whether he saw it or not.
This caused him to stagger and fall to the ground.
Song Yang hurried over and put his hand on the front of the car.
There was a creaking sound and the car stopped.
Song Yang helped his father up first, and his hand rubbed against the ground, bleeding profusely.
A man with a crew cut opened the car door and angrily said, "Are you blind? Don't you see the car?!"
Song's father quickly said, "I'm sorry, boss."
The man with the crew cut insisted, "I'm sorry, that's all? Do you know what kind of car I have? A BYD F3! I bought it for 50,000 yuan! Can you afford it, old man?"
Passersby exclaimed, it actually costs 50,000 yuan!
The guy with the crew cut looked around proudly. It was already very impressive to have a car worth 50,000 yuan in the town!
Father Song quickly said sorry again, his eyes full of panic.
This car is too expensive, and his annual salary is only 30,000 yuan.
There was blood on his hands and his shirt was covered in dirt, yet he still had to bow down and grovel, which was heartbreaking to watch.
"I'm taking a test! Who is this person?"
"Stupid, I want to beat him up!"
"Anchor, fuck him!"
"You're the one that made me cry. This hanged man really deserves to be killed a thousand times!"
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Song Yang's eyes turned red.
Judging from my dad's appearance, he encounters this kind of thing many times.
How many times has this wronged me
"Bang!"
Song Yang punched the front of the car.
There was a large dent on the smooth front of the car and black smoke was rising.
The guy with the short hair was shocked and screamed, "Are you crazy enough to smash my car?!"
Song Yang grabbed his collar and smashed it against the car frame.
With a thud, the car dented and left a human-shaped mark.
Song Yang grabbed the arm of the man with a crew cut, stepped on it, and the arm broke with a snap.
Screams echoed through the streets.
Song Yang said: "It's just a car. I'll compensate you, plus the medical expenses, a total of 200,000!"
After saying that, Song Yang went to the supermarket to borrow a card machine, swiped out 200,000 yuan in cash on the spot, and threw it to the man with a crew cut on the ground.
He was screaming at first, but when the cash fell, he moved faster than a dog and hugged it tightly in his arms without letting go.
Song Yang spat in disdain, turned to look at Song's father and said, "Dad, don't be afraid of him! This kind of bastard deserves to be punished!"
At this time, looking at Song Yang with an indignant look on his face, Song's father felt for the first time that his son had changed and could now protect him from the wind and rain.