Super Seminary: Time Travel, Start the Twelve-Winged God

"Mom! Dad, hahaha, I'm going to be very successful now, and I'll be proud of my ancestors!"

Go home.

Xin Zhao looked particularly arrogant, with his hands on his hips, looking up to the sky and laughing, his whole face filled with that kind of smug pride.

His mother was smiling and happy next to him.

"Okay, good son."

She responded, her eyes moistened unconsciously, and she quickly stepped forward and held him in her arms.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? Who bullied you, tell me, I fucked him, I'm an old dick now." Zhao Xin was particularly angry when he saw his mother crying.

"Talk nonsense again!" She glared at him, not liking to hear these vulgar words from him, hoping that he was an educated person.

He said something but didn't say much.

She wanted him to be safe even more. She raised her hands and hugged his head. Her eyes filled with tears, which were heartbreaking. They were tears moistened by blood.

Her heart was broken when she saw those live broadcasts before, especially the scene where he almost died.

She is just such a son.

"Xiaoxin, you want to be a hero. Mom understands and supports you. But you must be careful, don't show off, communicate more with your brothers and comrades, don't run around alone, you must be together."

"Even...even if you become a deserter, it doesn't matter. You must come back, come back well, and don't ever..."

She couldn't say it, she felt it wasn't right to say it, but she was really just a mother.

Just such a son.

What if something goes wrong? It was hard for her to imagine that even if she had to bear all the infamy, she just wanted him to be well, that's all.

"mom……"

Xin Zhao looked at the pair of eyes that were a little red from crying and the face that was a little bit vicissitudes of life, and felt very painful in his heart.

His family was not considered wealthy.

In this city, we can only barely have enough food and clothing.

Wiping away her mother's tears with her hands.

Xin Zhao squeezed out a smile and said, "Mom, I know, I will come back well. By the way, Mom, you and Dad should stop going to work and move to the villa to enjoy happiness. I'm such a dick now... No! So awesome , that’s a lot of money, there’s no shortage of money.”

"Okay, okay, just come back. Just remember to come back."

She nodded repeatedly and didn't listen to the other words at all. She only cared about the first sentence he promised and smiled happily.

next to.

Seeing the tenderness between mother and son, as a father, he was very pleased.

However, he eventually dropped out of junior high school and became a gangster. Although I have no regrets, I took advantage of the opportunity and got her when she was in junior high school. I had a love that was full of thorns but was beautiful in the end, and a perfect family.

However, after being a gangster for so many years, I still haven’t changed many of my habits.

"Snapped!"

When she saw him crying, she became very angry and even made her cry. She gave him a big nose bag on the spot, leaving him no face at all.

"You little bastard, your mother has made you cry. Why don't you hurry up and cook? You haven't been back for so long, and your mother misses you every night. Little bastard, go quickly!"

"Oh."

Xin Zhao's head shrank. Although his current body strength could withstand a nuclear bomb without being injured, the other party was his father after all, and he had no strength to resist at all.

Even, I was still a little scared and ran away quickly.

But she frowned, a little angry.

"What are you doing? Who asked you to beat my son? My son is working hard to save the world outside, you bastard, old beast! You still bully him when you get home. Do you want to make him feel cold?"

She became more and more angry as she talked, and without saving any face for him, she raised her hand and grabbed his ear, and did a 180-degree spin.

"Ouch, my wife, my wife, I was wrong, I was wrong. It hurts, it hurts, my son is still at home, please be gentle."

Although he could easily capture her, he wouldn't do that. He loved her and was especially indebted to her. He just followed her, bending down and kneeling, looking extremely painful, and begging for mercy again and again.

But this time, it didn't work.

She was really angry and turned hard again.

"Ah! Ouch!"

He bent over in pain and felt as if his ears were about to be ripped off, but she still did not relax her strength.

Very angry.

"You still know the pain? Don't my son know the pain? You old bastard, the child was not born by you, you old bastard don't cherish it at all."

"I'm warning you, if you dare to hit my son or bully him again in the future. Don't go to bed anymore, just get off your feet."

"Okay, okay, listen to my wife, I don't dare to do it anymore, I really don't do it anymore..."

He nodded in agreement repeatedly, his expression was extremely painful, and she felt a little better.

She grabbed his ears and shook him.

Push aside.

"My son is back home, hurry up and clean up, don't be embarrassed here."

She glared at him and turned towards the kitchen.

"Son, don't move. Mom, come here. You are a man, how can you do such a thing? It's enough for your father to cook."

"Mom, it's okay, I want to cook for you."

"Then...Okay, I want to eat it too. Mom will help you, be careful, don't get hurt."

"Thank you, Mom."

"You're talking nonsense again. What do you say thank you to mom?"

"mom……"

In the kitchen, a tender scene between mother and son was taking place. They were talking and laughing, looking extremely happy.

Incomparable love.

In the living room.

As a father, he was particularly speechless and quite jealous. Ever since he had this son, his position as the younger brother in the family seemed to have been completely fixed.

She also becomes a shrew in some ways.

Lao Gang became so fierce that he bullied his husband who used to be a gangster.

Can't hold my head up.

But, what can be done?

"That's fine, I don't have to go to work anymore."

He said casually and shrugged his shoulders to comfort himself. He turned around to get the broom and started cleaning the house just as she said.

He is quite serious. After working for so many years, he is quite professional.

I can keep this home spotless.

Now I only clean the living room, mainly the dining area, but not other areas.

I have to leave anyway.

Outside the door, a large number of soldiers are stationed here to perform security work.

This wasn't necessary before.

But after the live broadcast, their identities were naturally exposed, and they needed to be protected to avoid being caught and threatened by someone with ulterior motives.

There is no shortage of desperadoes in this world.

At the same time, villas have been prepared for them to stay in. Previously, it was difficult to arrange them because the war was not over yet.

Now that he is back, it is much more convenient.

That is, this is a high-rise building in a community. Up and down, there are many residents in the neighborhood. Some of them are thick-skinned and courageous, and are not afraid of being held at gunpoint, which makes them very distressed. Basically, they are not qualified to shoot, and can only be placed in physical sleep.

Let these people lie down and hope they eat faster.