The Cannon Fodder Wish of a Time Travel Chronicle

“Wow,” then Grandma Sun started to cry, “What sins did my husband and I commit in our previous lives? Otherwise, how could we have given birth to such an evil creature in this life?”

"Old Sun!" Sun's mother grabbed her husband's hand, "Do you think that bastard will really do something extreme? Should we go and take a look now?"

"What's there to worry about?" Sun's father said unhappily, "If that bastard really wants to die, then he should just die quickly. Don't think that going crazy makes you the king of the world. He threatens us with going crazy without even trying to see if we will fall for it."

Although he said that, it is impossible for Sun's father to say that he is not worried.

However, he also knew that he must not show concern for his son now, otherwise the bastard would think that he had control over the couple and become even more aggressive.

"Old Sun," Mother Sun looked at Father Sun with a hesitant look on her face, "You said that bastard, he can't really like Xiaoye, right? Think about how crazy he was just now, it seems like he is not lying."

"How is this possible?" Although he said this, Sun's father's tone was not so sure. "If he liked Xiaoye, how could he always bully Xiaoye and act like he hated Xiaoye so much?"

"Have you ever seen a man who likes a girl be as jerk as he is? Judging from the way he treated Xiaoye, it's a joke to say that he likes Xiaoye."

When Sun's mother heard what her husband said, she seemed convinced, but she was still very confused.

But she couldn't come up with a reason to refute her husband's words. Could it be that she was really thinking too much?

That night, Grandson's father and mother hardly slept a wink, and the next morning, Grandson's mother got up before dawn.

She tiptoed to the door of her son's room, put her hand on the door handle and pushed it gently. Seeing that the door was not locked, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Sun's mother gently opened the door a crack and looked at her son lying well on the bed. In the end, she did not push the door open and go in, but chose to make breakfast first.

When Sun's mother left her son's room to go to the kitchen to cook, Sun's father also quietly came to the door of his son's room.

And when he looked through the crack in the door and saw his son lying safely in bed, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

But today, Mr. Sun was in no mood to go out for a walk and exercise, and if he lay in bed, he would not be able to fall asleep.

So I just brushed my teeth and washed my face, then went to the living room to make tea.

When it was seven o'clock, Sun's mother had already prepared breakfast. Seeing that her son had not yet gotten up, she went to his room and opened the door: "Ze Peng, hurry up! Otherwise you will be late."

Sun Zepeng pulled the quilt to cover his head, then turned his back to his mother at the door, unwilling to say a word.

Seeing her son like this, Sun's mother got angry again, and her voice rose: "What's the matter, you are still going to lie on the bed and not go to work, right?"

"I'm telling you, Sun Zepeng, that's enough. Haven't you made enough of this? Or do you think that by pretending to be dead, you can control me and your father."

"You're just dreaming!" The more Sun's mother talked, the angrier she got. "Don't even mention that you're pretending to be dead. Even if you really die, your father and I won't be threatened by you. If you want to control us, forget it. Your father and I will never be controlled by you and let you use us to deal with Xiaoye."