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"His son is eight years old this year, and he has never received formal education. The tutors hired at this age are still enlightened, teaching ABCD and reciting pinyin every day," He Dongyuan told Lin Jixuan all the information he found without reservation. , "After several miscarriages, his wife can no longer conceive, and the relationship between husband and wife is not harmonious. But Fang Tian still wants a child to inherit his family business, just outside..." He sneered, without Go on.

Lin Jixuan followed his words and answered tacitly: "Looked for an affair?"

"Yes, I have raised more than one," He Dongyuan said, "I don't know how much inheritance has to be inherited by a child. Wife, is this a remnant of the Qing Dynasty?"

Lin Jixuan couldn't help laughing, and said: "Some people care more about family inheritance, but it's ridiculous to get to this point. Do you think it has anything to do with the Ten Rakshasa girls that he can't have children?"

"I'm not sure," He Dongyuan tapped the steering wheel with his fingers, and said casually, "Under normal circumstances, continuous offerings will not harm the children and grandchildren."

Lin Jixuan was a little unconvinced, and asked, "If the children and grandchildren continue to worship, there will be no disadvantages in this thing?"

"It's impossible, so I say it is under normal circumstances." He Dongyuan's expression became serious, and he said in a deep voice, "The Ten Rakshasa girls borrowed the Buddha's fate from the eminent monk who recited the "Lotus Sutra". The price is the highest, and she transferred the price to the devotee, and under the long-term enshrinement, there will always be a generation that will suffer a backlash, and it will be a fatal backlash."

"Is it possible to cut off children and grandchildren?"

"I can't say for certain, but I'll give you a rough summary of this matter. If you continue to worship for years, you may lose your children and grandchildren; if you start worshiping but kill the previous generation, you will definitely lose your children and grandchildren."

Lin Jixuan looked sideways at the continuous mountain road. Yesterday, there was another patter of rain, and the mountains and forests were quiet and fresh, with layers of clear green.

Nature has been passed down from generation to generation, and only by multiplying can we maintain the current vigorous business.

He couldn't help muttering: "Why do you have to feel sorry for your descendants?"

He Dongyuan was so startled by his inadvertent remark that he almost stepped on the brakes instead of the accelerator, choked for a moment, thought carefully, and said with a smile: "That's right, why do you have to feel sorry for your descendants."

"In addition to this point, there is one more thing," he suddenly remembered, and said to Lin Jixuan: "The most eternal law in this world is equal value exchange, and Ten Rakshasa women believe in this very much."

When the sports car drove into the forest, its horsepower was obviously exhausted, and He Dongyuan felt a little aggrieved when driving.Relying on his excellent memory, he remembered the winding mountain road clearly, so he found a parking place and said to Lin Jixuan, "Go over there."

He opened the door of the back seat, found a suit jacket and a pair of leather shoes, put them on, then brushed all his hair up in front of the rearview mirror, and finally put on a pair of tea-golden glasses, which he found out from nowhere A decent briefcase was clamped under the arm, and the temperament of the social elite suddenly rushed to the face.

Lin Jixuan: "...what are you doing?"

"Home visit." He Dongyuan copied the hand holding the briefcase into the pocket of his trousers, and smartly pushed down his glasses, "Does it look okay?"

Lin Jixuan lowered his head and glanced at himself, wearing a T-shirt and jeans, and asked, "I'm going to visit home too?"

"It's very suitable, Lengtouqing is an intern civil servant," He Dongyuan said, "otherwise, seeing two core cadres caring for a poor household living in the mountains, everyone will feel strange and have ulterior motives."

He Dongyuan locked the car door, took Lin Jixuan to copy a mountain road, and walked for about half an hour before arriving near the house.

As a result, yesterday reappeared, the boy who was as thin as a monkey was beaten violently by a drunk man again.Only this time, he was not caught, and ran around, avoiding the stick; the man chasing him was a little lame, and his body couldn't keep stable after being drunk, so he couldn't show his "magnificence" for a while, cursing Chasing after him, he bent down and picked up a bent iron hook on the ground and threw it at the boy. The boy was hit on the cheek unexpectedly, staggered to one side in pain, and was caught up by the man's stick.

This action is very skillful, obviously the result of many drills, the man knows very well what methods should be used to "tame" the boy.

Seeing this, He Dongyuan shouted, "Wait!"

The man was taken aback when he heard the sound, frowned and turned his head to see He Dongyuan in displeasure, and cursed: "Fuck." He threw away his stick, limped to the side and sat down on a random place.

He Dongyuan walked over, checked the wound on the little boy's face, and asked, "Are you okay?"

The little boy didn't speak, but looked at He Dongyuan vigilantly, and took a step back. Seeing that He Dongyuan didn't move, he turned around and ran away.

"What are you doing here?" the man asked.

He Dongyuan said: "I'm here to make a home visit. I want to count the children who don't go to school in the neighborhood. I heard that there is one in your house. Let's take a look." He glanced at the little boy who had run away, frowned and asked: "How old is he Are you seven years old? You are going to receive compulsory education."

"I can't afford to go to school," the man said angrily, "Isn't it okay to be educated at home?"

"No," He Dongyuan said decisively, "The state stipulates that compulsory education does not require your money."

"No money?" The man stared at He Dongyuan, swept his eyes all over him, and spit out every word with hatred for the rich, "No money for schoolbags, homework books and pencils? No money for filial piety to the teacher? No money for cram school? As soon as they are in school, children have to learn to be bad, to compare, and to buy this and that when they get home. The young master of Qian cannot understand the suffering of the poor."

Lin Jixuan felt that although what he said was ugly, it was not unreasonable, otherwise, where did the saying "why not eat minced meat" come from.He nodded with sympathy, and said, "This person really doesn't understand."

He Dongyuan: "..."

The man glanced at them sarcastically, closed his eyes, and snorted coldly: "If you don't go, my child, if you come again, I will sue you for disturbing the people!"

"You—" He Dongyuan pretended to be angry, and said with a sneer, "Okay, it doesn't make sense to you, I'll tell the child."

"Let's talk," the man said triumphantly, "If the kid dares to go to me, I will break his legs and go to school? I raised him to serve me! Why go to school!"

His voice was so loud that Zhang Xiaokai, who was hiding in the room, naturally listened to all these words.He covered his ears and curled up on the hard bed, sucking in all the sour smell in the room while breathing heavily.

There was a sound from the door, and Zhang Xiaokai was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect them to come in. He had some expectations in his heart, hoping that these people would take him away from here. He wanted to go to school, to study, but—it was impossible , A lot of people came and didn't take him away, it's impossible this time.

My new dad will come and pick me up...the dream place will literally become my home.

He buried his head deep between his legs, resisting the soreness of his nose and the pain all over his body, and told himself repeatedly that he was eagerly looking forward to the day when his dream world would come into reality.

The father who drives a luxury car and lives in a villa will kindly hold his hand, never beat him or scold him, and give him the best in the world.

Lin Jixuan pushed open the door, and a sour smell came to his nostrils. He was overwhelmed by the strong smell and nearly vomited.He Dongyuan followed closely behind, pushing the door so hard that it almost tore the door panel down, he inadvertently took a breath, and cursed with a dark face: "Fuck, this stinks too."

Seeing Zhang Xiaokai curled up on the bed, he walked over boldly, patted him, and said, "Hey, brat, your dad is mentally handicapped, right? He doesn't want any free welfare, just chattering there every day." Yes, drink this virtue every day? You can’t walk steadily, you just know how to beat others, you are so miserable, I used to think when I was young, why other people have such good fathers, only my father..." He sneered , Said, "I never knew me. Looking at it now, whoever's father is actually like this, where do other people's good fathers come from? This is really an unsolved mystery."

Zhang Xiaokai: "..."

Zhang Xiaokai felt that he had heard it wrong. The people who came here always advised him to submit to it. No one had ever said such deviant words from his point of view.He stretched his body a little bit, raised his head from between his knees, and looked at He Dongyuan in disbelief.

He was once a rebellious teenager, and his parents told him to go east and west. He Dongyuan knew deeply what was going on in this little boy's mind. It was probably the justice and equality that everyone shouted in their hearts.He squatted down, looked straight into the little boy's eyes, and before he even opened his mouth, the little boy turned back: "Have you ever thought about changing your father?"

He Dongyuan was startled, he thought for a while, and said sincerely, "Thought about it."

"Then have you changed?"

"No," He Dongyuan said in embarrassment, "We are related by blood, which is the most secure bond in this world, which can only be judged by life and death."

He Dongyuan originally thought that he had to explain it to the little boy. This kind of child who lived in the dark since childhood rarely has a correct view of right and wrong, let alone an awareness of ethics, but the little boy looked at He Dongyuan, Showing a smug smile, as triumphant as if he had successfully tricked an adult.

Zhang Xiaokai snorted softly and said, "I know."

Lin Jixuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and said to He Dongyuan: "Don't you also want to get rid of the shackles of your family?"

"Yeah, I don't feel comfortable doing anything." He Dongyuan measured his own height, sighed, and said, "I'm still so old and still have to be restricted by my dad. He has always been virtuous since he was a child."

Zhang Xiaokai got up when he heard the words, he looked at He Dongyuan mysteriously, as if he was hiding a secret that was about to be unbearable, he opened his mouth and was afraid of revealing the secret of the kind Buddha, his grin was full of scars The corner of his mouth smiled and said: "You are so miserable, I am about to be relieved."

"What do you mean?" He Dongyuan said with a look of disbelief, "How old are you? Let me tell you, as long as that man is still your father, you will not be able to escape his clutches. Don't fool people."

"I'm not fooling anyone," Zhang Xiaokai said angrily, "You haven't gotten rid of your father at such an age, I can!"

"What a fart you are." He Dongyuan sneered disdainfully.

"I can!" Zhang Xiaokai almost blurted out, but held back in time, he pursed his lips tightly, stared at He Dongyuan, and turned back into that stubborn little boy again.

"Forget it," Lin Jixuan said in a timely manner, "it's almost enough, you only have that spare time to talk so much with a child."

"What he said is not necessarily a lie." He Dongyuan and Lin Jixuan began to sing the red face and the bad face in tacit understanding, then looked at Zhang Xiaokai solemnly, and asked, "Do you really want to get rid of your father?" Method?"

"Yes." Zhang Xiaokai looked at He Dongyuan slyly, sitting on the edge of the bed, dangling his two bruised legs, "Come back in three days, and I will have a new father."

He boldly looked into He Dongyuan's eyes, showing a strange smile: "I have already seen what that father looks like."

Fang Tian suddenly woke up from the bed, sweating profusely. He had a dream. He dreamed that he had a new child. Hit full of scars.

His heart was beating violently, and he pinched the space between his brows, thinking that he was in his forties, rich and powerful, successful in his career, and his only regret was that he didn't have a smart child.

He thought about the pair of eyes he saw in his dream, and thought that if those were really his children, he would take good care of them, give him the best education in the world, and give him the best of everything he had——

Give it all to him.