My dad is so rude

Chapter 11 Dad really loves them

Just as Chen Mu arrived at the door, the phone rang in his pocket.

When I took it out, it was an unfamiliar number.

"Hey, who is it?"

"We are from the Beicheng District Police Station of the Jianghai Public Security Bureau. Did you have a fight with Lei Bochao and others half an hour ago?"

When Chen Mu heard the words, he immediately knew that the triangular eye was probably dead, otherwise the government would not have been alarmed.

"Uh... may I ask who is Lei Bochao?"

"Don't play dumb with me, he is your colleague, don't you know who Lei Bochao is?"

"Oh, the sand sculpture youth...it's him." Chen Mu really didn't know his name, and he always referred to him as the sand sculpture youth, "Hello, police officer, there are no fights, only beatings..."

Chen Mu briefly stated the matter.

The police officer Zhou opposite asked him to go to the Public Security Bureau to make a record immediately.

Triangle eyes are really dead.

The intracranial hemorrhage caused by being hit with a stick by Hongmao died before reaching the hospital...

Chen Mu felt a little bit pained, originally he just wanted them to "beat" him up.

Unexpectedly, they actually killed one of them.

No choice but to turn around and look back.

……

There is no bloody plot.

When I arrived at the Beicheng District Police Station, I made a detailed record, and then it was over.

In order to clear the blame, those gangsters immediately confessed to the red hair.

Before leaving, Police Officer Zhou called Chen Mu to stop, and his sharp eyes swept across his right hand: "You didn't say that in the inquiry room just now, can you tell me now, that red hair hit your right hand more than a dozen sticks, why did you have a piece of skin in your hand?" None broken?"

After a pause, Police Officer Zhou followed up, "Don't say you are a martial artist, I think you don't even have internal strength, and you can't mobilize your internal strength to protect your skin, muscles, and bones."

Chen Mu bared his teeth and said with a smile: "This kind of street gangster eats, drinks, whores and gambles all year round, and his body has long been hollowed out. Beating people is like dusting off dust."

Police Officer Zhou said: "Beating people is like dusting, can you beat people to death with a stick?"

Chen Mu: "Uh... Maybe the back of the head is more brittle."

Police officer Zhou knew that there was nothing to ask today, so he said coldly: "If you don't want to say it, then forget it, but I warn you, you'd better be honest with me in my territory, and don't make trouble for me, or you will bear the consequences! "

"ojbk~"

Chen Mu made an OK gesture, jumped into the waiting taxi, and urged: "Donghua Community, hurry up..."

When we arrived at the entrance of the community, there were already thousands of lights.

Just as Chen Mu was about to go home, he happened to see a hardware supermarket diagonally opposite.

Thinking about the hammer, he raised his leg and walked over.

Picking and picking in the hammer section of the hardware store, trying to knock on my head one by one, and finally chose a pure steel hammer that was convenient.

Just about to check out, I saw fruit knives on the shelf again.

He remembered that dead ghost holding him with a knife.

"You have to buy a knife and go back to test the hardness of your skin. Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you be victorious in every battle!"

He chose for a long time, and finally chose a sharp alloy fruit knife, forged in one piece, the strength is absolutely top-notch, it is simply the best choice for killing people and cutting fruits.

When checking out, the cashier girl kept looking at Chen Mu with weird eyes.

She saw the picture of Chen Mu gesturing on her head with a hammer just now on the monitor...

……

When I got home, my son Chen Changqing was cleaning up the dishes.

Seeing Chen Mu come back, Chen Changqing asked, "Dad, have you eaten yet?"

"Er...not yet."

After two days of adaptation, Chen Mu has accepted the fact that he is "a father".

Although my heart is still a little awkward, but I am not as panicked as yesterday.

"Then I'll serve you food..." Chen Changqing walked towards the kitchen as he spoke.

Chen Mu sent the hammer and the fruit knife back to the bedroom, and then went to the bathroom to drain the water.

"Wow wow wow..."

With his strong 'capital', Chen Mu is secretly proud that God is still very kind to him.

Wring out the tool after draining the water.

When Chen Changqing came out after washing his hands, he had already brought the food to the balcony table.

Chen Mu greeted Chen Changqing and said, "Sit down too."

Chen Changqing, who was about to go back to practice, sat down opposite Chen Mu, "What's the matter, Dad?"

Chen Mu said, "How much is the intensive class?"

The school has limited resources. For better development, it naturally devotes all its resources to those top students.

This has resulted in the result that the strong will always be strong.

Good family conditions—good grades—admitted to a good university—obtaining more social resources—cultivating better offspring.

And those middle and poor students can only get promotion opportunities through expensive extracurricular exercises at their own expense.

Most of the time, however, these are useless efforts.

From the moment of birth, in fact, everything has been doomed.

Ten years of hard work, even the children of rich families can't catch up with the starting point, so what can be compared?
Although Chen Changqing was young, he understood all these principles. He shook his head and said, "Dad, don't waste that money. If you have money, you should spend it in bars."

Chen Mu: "...you have to drink wine, and you have to take intensive classes. You need to be poor and strong, and you have the ambition not to fall into the blue sky!"

After a pause, Chen Mu followed, "Until you can't 'grow old', this is your only chance to make a difference!"

Chen Changqing: "Uh... but the teacher of the intensive class is very expensive, 500 yuan for a class."

"It's very cheap!" Chen Mu took out a wad of cash from his pocket and said, "Go and buy 20 lessons first... You and your sister will take it together. The rest of the money will be used as living expenses."

Chen Changqing looked at the thick stack of cash on the table, with a look of disbelief on his face, "Dad... where did this money... come from?"

As long as he can remember, he has never seen his father take out more than 1000 yuan in his pocket...

Chen Mu smiled and said, "Didn't I tell you that I'm going to work, and this is my advance salary."

Chen Changqing's immature and handsome face was full of disbelief.

In the case that the monthly salary of ordinary people generally does not exceed 10000 yuan, what kind of job can you get 10000 yuan in advance just after going to work?
unless……

Chen Changqing thought of a possibility, and tentatively said, "Dad, are you and Aunt Wang..."

My father, who has been sloppy for ten years, had his hair cut and shave yesterday, and suddenly changed the starched bed sheet and quilt cover.

So the only explanation is... His father was taken care of by Aunt Wang.

"Aunt Wang?" Chen Mu was stunned for a moment, and the dormant memory emerged in his mind.

Soon he remembered who "Aunt Wang" was.

His former neighbor, the widow Wang who sold pork in the vegetable market.

After getting rich, I moved from low-rent housing to high-end communities.

He was two years older than him, and looked like Li Kui, a black whirlwind, with five big and three rough.

Widow Wang has always coveted his 'beauty', and every time she saw him, she gave him a sneak peek.

Knowing that his family is poor, he would often help his family and send some pigs into the water to make tooth sacrifices for him, but every time he touched him.

In order to live, he had no choice but to endure silently with tears in his eyes.

But since dating a young guy three months ago, Widow Wang has never looked at him, this old bacon.

"What a mess..." Chen Mu reprimanded with some guilt, "You don't need to worry about the money, go and enroll me in the intensive class tomorrow!"

Chen Changqing felt a little uncomfortable when he saw his father's expression of embarrassment after his "lie" was exposed.

For them, my father was already very old, and he had to sacrifice his appearance.

Teacher Liu is right, Dad really loves them.

There are reasons why I have been decadent for so many years...

"Understood Dad, we will definitely work hard!"

(End of this chapter)