Farmers have children to raise

Chapter 551 Embodying the Value of Fanwai Rongzheng (2)
But here, if you accidentally bump into someone, you can immediately tell you, he doesn't have eyes, his face is black, and the person who gets bumped will say, why stare, dare to threaten me, you know I am who?

Rong Zheng really wanted to say, do you know who Lao Tzu is? Let alone yelling, if you bumped into someone, they would just apologize in turn. If you dare to yell at him like that, you'd be kicked away.

The innate sense of superiority disappeared in an instant. Of course, these were not the most unacceptable.

He doesn't think there is anything to gain from eating soft rice. His father-in-law's family is well-off, so he is not afraid of him eating it.

What's more, he has experienced countless lives and deaths, money and so on, he has long not valued it so much, as long as the family is safe and sound, it is better than anything else.

However, here, eating soft food is extremely looked down upon, which means that men are unable to support their families.

The arrogant Rong Zheng couldn't accept this point, why couldn't he even support his wife and children?In Dayong, he honored the little prince, and no one dared to be the second when he was called the first.

He resolutely refused to admit it, but no matter how he refused, after half a year of life, he had to admit that he was indeed a waste, and he was indeed incapable of supporting his family.

What he knows is completely useless here.

It is estimated that even showing the door is enough.

All he has done in the past six months is to take care of his wife and children, and he is a housekeeper.

It's not that no one was looking for him, it was just that he was looking for him, but he beat him up in the end.

That person seemed to say that he was a scout for some company, and that he was going to be an actor or something.

An actor, he knows, is called an actor where they are, but with him, if someone dares to call him an actor, he can twist his head off and kick it like a ball.

It's true that the actors here are different from theirs. They have a high status, especially the income is high, but no matter what, in his eyes, they are still actors, and they won't go even if they starve to death.

If he went back that day and was found out that his young prince was working as an actor for money, he wouldn't have been laughed off.

In fact, he is not useless. He even took the driver's license test. When he first learned this, he simply felt that a big man was too shameful to get motion sickness. Of course, there was also the reason for his own wife. With such a road blindness, he really couldn't rest assured to let her drive.

After getting his driver's license, he happily accepted the task of picking up his wife.

After seeing off my wife that day, I returned home, parked the car in the garage, lit a cigarette and went to the living room, "Are there any guests?"

"Professor's friend, you came here after you left. You are looking at calligraphy and painting in the professor's study." Wang Ma said.

Rong Zheng nodded, ready to go upstairs, "The children are upstairs?"

"Here." Wang Ma said, "I just baked the biscuits and am about to deliver them."

"Let me do it." Rong Zheng took the plate, "It's going to be a bit noisy, her mother said several times to pay attention to her diet..."

"Wang Ma, is Ah Zheng back?" Professor Shen called out from the study.

"Yes, Professor." Wang Ma replied.

Professor Shen walked to the door and called Rong Zheng over.

Rong Zheng had no choice but to hand the plate back to Wang Ma, put out the cigarette, and went to the study of his father-in-law.

There were three people in the room, two old and one young, and the young one was also 30 years old.

"Rong Zheng." Professor Shen introduced to the three of them.

"This is your son-in-law, good, good."

"No wonder old Shen praised you like a flower."

When the two elders looked at Rong Zheng, they couldn't stop nodding.

Rong Zheng is dressed in casual cotton underwear, which is difficult to control. If he doesn't wear it well, he feels like he just came back from work in the field. When he wears it, he feels like he's walking on a catwalk. No way, he has a good figure and good looks, coupled with his lazy and ruffian temperament, it makes people feel a sense of nobility that cannot be looked directly at.

When the three people present saw it for the first time, they were all in a trance for a moment.

"Did you draw this?" One of the old men pointed to a painting spread out on the table.

Professor Shen said, "I said you painted it, but they just didn't believe it, and insisted on asking me to find someone."

"It's not that we don't believe it. This painting has many years of knowledge at first glance. If you talk about the paintings of a certain master, I can still believe a thing or two." The old man said.

Rong Zheng said, "It was I who drew it. I did two strokes in my spare time."

The two old men obviously didn't believe it, shaking their heads like rattles.

The young man looked at him with bright eyes, "Why don't you, Mr. Rong paint a few strokes on the scene."

Rong Zheng said, "Let me write the adverb."

Professor Shen hurriedly found rice paper and pen and ink, spread them out, polished the ink, and asked his son-in-law to write.

For Rong Zheng, writing is as simple as drinking water and eating. After holding a pen for more than [-] years, the writing can be very poor.

"Really." The two old men were amazed.

"Mr. Rong, I have opened a gallery. If you don't mind, we can talk about cooperation..." The young man took out a business card and handed it to him.

(End of this chapter)