Good Dad System

"Dad, if you are sleepy, go to sleep for a while." Pei Shaoyang stood behind his father. He looked at the documents on the table. The documents were all printed on special paper printed by the Pei Group's printing factory. Name and logo, the content of the file is quite complicated, some are data and some are descriptions.

"I'm not sleepy." Pei Naochun scratched his hair embarrassedly. He didn't look in the mirror, so he didn't know what his messy hair was like, "Shaoyang, why are you still not sleeping."

"I don't have any plans for tomorrow morning. Why don't you sleep? You have to rest when you're sleepy. Do you have to be happy if you crush yourself like a grandfather?" Pei Shaoyang was young, but his face was serious. The dignitaries also put away their smiles unconsciously.

Pei Naochun sighed helplessly. He looked at the documents in front of him and confessed to his son, "I'm not sleepy, I just don't understand these documents." He casually fiddled with the hair that fell on his forehead, trying to lift it up. "These, these..." He pointed to a wry smile, "I don't understand."

"Although, let's just say, your dad, I'm useless and incapable, but it's not good to be dragging your feet like this." He was extremely embarrassed, making small movements with his legs under the table, "I want to understand the documents, don't get caught. It's not good to quarrel with your grandfather, after all, he needs a good rest."

Pei Shaoyang looked at Pei Naochun's depressed look, and fell silent. Dad was still talking back to his grandfather at night, but he had to read some documents behind his back. Then he thought about his father who was cruel to him because he didn't sleep during the meeting. I don't know how to describe my mood.

"...You, in fact, Grandpa also knows that you don't understand."

"But your grandfather also wants me to get better." Pei Naochun leaned on the chair, put his hands behind his back, looked up at his son, and laughed, "How many years has your grandfather been counting on, I just can't do it? ."

His voice was light, but he vaguely wanted people to hear the loss: "Some people are born to be diligent, and some people are born to be lazy." He pointed to himself, "Don't they all say that the son inherits the father's business? I am a special case, and Your grandfather is nothing like that."

"Even if I even looked at the documents, my eyes were smeared." Pei Naochun lowered his head, "I don't know what your grandfather is thinking? It's like he wants me to make some achievements and show him how to live. I don't want him to always feel that his son is useless, but many things can't be done with hard work."

In the quiet room, his voice was very soft, but it hit the listener's heart heavily: "It's better not to have expectations from the beginning."

Pei Shaoyang was silent, he looked at his father, obviously in the same position as just now, but he felt that his father's back was a little lonely at the moment.

Does he also want to be understood?

Pei Shaoyang held his father's hand and squatted by the chair. He and his father met eyes and said what was in his heart: "Dad, you are not useless." He nodded, trying to strengthen his persuasion. , "Dad, you want to..." Pei Shaoyang suddenly paused, and the words that are usually used to comfort people are not useful here.

Do you want to try harder? But the sleepiness in Dad's eyes proved that hard work was useless.

To say I believe you? But this belief, is it to comfort yourself, or to give the other party a little strength?

"Silly son." Pei Naochun scratched the bridge of his son's nose, "You are still young, you don't understand. Most people in this world know that they will do their best for their own life."

"But I am different from them. I have lived a happy life since I was a child, I can't bear hardships, and I don't have the ability." Pei Naochun laughed at himself, "But fortunately, you are not like me, like your grandfather. , so he will be happy too."

Pei Shaoyang just held his father's hand tightly, without saying a word, his eyes were deep, as if he wanted to see him completely in his heart.

"You don't want to learn from me."

Pei Shaoyang: "..."

"When the time comes, your grandfather will say again, don't learn the good ones, not the bad ones."

"Grandpa, he..." He was conflicted in his heart. Is it wrong for grandpa to hope that his children can be motivated and have their own career? It seems to be right, but seeing Dad working so hard and unable to change, he suddenly rebelled and began to question this behavior.

Pei Naochun didn't let his son say again: "Your grandfather is right, he wants his son to become a dragon and his daughter to become a phoenix, where is this not? Even I don't expect you to carry the Pei Group for me?"

"In this way, I am the worst. I refuse to take responsibility for the family, and I hope my son can be trusted."

"Dad, I will work hard." After squatting for a long time, his legs were a little stiff, and Pei Shaoyang changed his support legs.

"Um?"

He raised his head, the light sprinkled on his face, and his expression was clearly illuminated: "Dad, please work harder now, and you can rest more in the future."

Pei Naochun seemed to be touched suddenly and looked at his son: "I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what?"

"I haven't taken on the responsibility of being a father for so many years." Pei Naochun smiled bitterly. He was really sorry for this son. How could there be a father who gave birth to a child and didn't care about it. He just regarded his son as a tool to meet his father's demands. .

"..." Pei Shaoyang didn't answer, he used to blame this matter in his heart.

"I love escaping too much." Pei Naochun sighed, "I always feel that if I don't come back here, I can pretend that I don't take it seriously and deceive myself. After a long time, even I thought that as long as I lived by myself Just be happy." Does the original body have no feelings for his son and father at all? In fact not, otherwise he might be out there with his gangster friends and have an illegitimate child.

The original body just doesn't want to take it, and he thinks he can't take the responsibility. His shoulders are too soft to put things down. As long as he runs far away and turns a blind eye, he can lie to himself - look, the company can run well without me, father I can live without me, my son can grow up healthy without me, he just needs to live his own life, incompetent and cowardly.

"When I saw your grandfather lying there and you were so young..."

"I'm not too young." Boys of this age can't stand what adults say that you are still a child, that you are still young, and Pei Shaoyang immediately interrupted his father's words.

"You're still in school." Pei Naochun changed his words, "I suddenly realized that my escape was just an illusion. No one can replace me with these responsibilities, but I'm too useless." His free hand turned over on the table. Turning over the paper, his eyes were a little sad.

"Didn't you agree that I'll help you?" Pei Shaoyang said suddenly.

"You should study hard now and help." Pei Naochun ruffled his son's hair with a smile. Don't say, a boy of this age doesn't have hairstyles, and his hair is soft. As the old saying goes, soft hair is good. .

Pei Shaoyang was very stubborn. He stood up, stomped his feet secretly to relieve the numbness in his legs, and reached out to sort out the documents on the table: "Anyway, I won't go back to sleep. I will rest on the weekend. You don't want me to stand there."

"I can drive you away."

"Then go ahead." Pei Shaoyang put his hands on his chest, looking down at Pei Naochun, who couldn't see his expression, and didn't know how similar his expression was to the arrogant face his father usually wore.

Eyes meet, if it is in the comics, it is estimated that they have to bring some special effects of electric light and thunder, and at this time, the two are just silently confronting each other.

"Okay, bring your chair and sit next to it." Pei Naochun admitted defeat.

Pei Shaoyang proudly dragged his chair over, sat beside his father, and began a difficult and long teaching—

"Look, the budget tables made by finance are basically in this format. Isn't there a project in the header? You can look back one by one... Yes, this debt ratio refers to..." Pei Shaoyang's voice began with a gentle, pleasant sound, "Dad, do you understand?"

Pei Naochun raised his head, his eyes were as innocent as a child's. Under his son's expectant eyes, he firmly shook his head: "I don't understand."

"You don't understand this?" Pei Shaoyang wanted to get angry, but he held back and forced a smile, "It's okay, come, let's talk again." This is just the beginning.

"Dad, Dad! Why did you fall asleep again? What did you just hear? You said you don't remember?"

"Isn't this very simple? You see the underlined part, do you understand? ... It's okay, I think about it, how to explain it."

"It's okay, tell me what else you don't understand. I'll take a look first. After I finish speaking, there's probably something you still don't understand? ... Don't tell me you don't understand!"

The two of them will live a special homeschooling and act it into a big drama of you coming and going.

…

Pei Zhengxiong fell into a deep sleep on the bed not long after he had eaten. He was just recovering from a serious illness. The doctor and Uncle Zhang both communicated with the person below him. The documents in the room had been withdrawn long ago. He could only rely on reading the news. To pass the time, but the current TV is really unpalatable, and sometimes I close my eyes and rest for a while, and then I fall asleep.

People get old and sleep less, sleep early and get angry early, he got up from the bed, it was still dark outside, Pei Zhengxiong glanced at the time, it was only twelve o'clock.

He was bored and planned to go downstairs for a walk. He was in better health these two days. Uncle Zhang and his servants no longer kept vigil in his room. He also had a little free time of his own. Clothes were outside, and as soon as I opened the door, I saw the light from the corridor and the faint voices of voices.

Pei Zhengxiong is not a gossip person, but the voice he spoke clearly belonged to his grandson, and the door that was open was his son's room. He walked there slowly, a little curious. I don't know who was so careless and the door was not closed. , When he got to the door, the voice was already quite clear.

"Shaoyang, are you tired? If you are tired, go to rest first." It was Pei Naochun's voice.

"I'm not tired. If you are tired, Dad, let's stop first and continue tomorrow..."

"Dad isn't tired, I'm worried that you are tired!" Pei Naochun's mouth was stubborn.

Pei Shaoyang's voice was serious: "Since you're not tired, Dad, let's continue, and we'll end at half past one." He sighed helplessly, "It's been a long time, Dad, you don't remember anything..."

As soon as he said this, Pei Naochun immediately surrendered: "I was wrong, it's because Dad's brain is not good, come on, you continue, Dad listen."

"Okay, let's continue..."

Pei Zhengxiong knew his grandson very well. He could hear the little rascals in Pei Shaoyang's voice who had succeeded in their plans. He stood there and listened quietly. The small class inside started again. He also made progress, and began to explain to his father with an example. He felt a pillow from his father's bed, and every time his father fell asleep, he would gently wake him up with the pillow.

Pei Zhengxiong's expression was very serious. He didn't go in and stood there motionless.

How old are you, you have to be taught by your own son to manage a group, you are not ashamed, and you can't understand it for a long time. You can't even answer such a simple question, and you still feel sleepy? A three-year-old child knows to listen carefully in class, but at this age, he still can't hold it.

He scolded one after another in his heart. He stayed in front of the door and stayed with him for a long time, even if his feet were sore, he did not leave.

When Shaoyang was a child, he was always by his side, obediently listening to him talk about the company's affairs, but now he is letting him use these to teach Nao Chun.

Pei Zhengxiong listened a lot, but never disturbed the people inside. He put on his clothes and went back to his room.

He suddenly wanted to scold people, he wanted to learn, where did he go? Only now did he know the tossing, but he knew in his heart that when he heard Shaoyang wake up Naochun again and again, what rose in his heart was not blame, but distress.

…

Pei Naochun, who stayed in the room, was speechless.

In the last world, he stood on the podium and scolded Fang Qiu, asking the children below him to listen to the class carefully, but in this world, he...

"dad!"

"Hey, I get it! Got it!"