MTL - Six-Year-Old Child, Baojiao, is Busy with Kingdom-Building-Chapter 443 father and son quarrel

  Chapter 443 Father and son quarrel

  Liu Zhihua originally wanted to talk about it, but Wei Qing and the others were there, so she said: "Xiao Li has written, it's time for dinner, and I am going to call you to eat."

After finishing speaking, Liu Zhihua looked at Wei Qing and the others again, and said affectionately: "Qiusheng has been busy with official duties these two days, and you two are helping with the marriage. You are too busy. Auntie will cook for you in a while, and I will cook two for you." The emperor fish makes up for it."

  Qian Baokang smiled immediately, and said sweetly: "Oh, that's really great. I have already helped my aunt's craftsmanship, and I haven't eaten the emperor fish for a long time. Thank you, my good aunt."

   "Thank you, Auntie."

   Wei Qing and Murong Shen also smiled and thanked.

   A group of people went to the front hall.

  …

   During the meal, Qian Baokang's little follower suddenly ran in.

   Looking a little anxious, he went directly to the young master's ear and said, "Master, the master is here."

  Qian Baokang was taken aback for a moment, and he was naturally happy in his heart, so he ordered: "Then you go back and talk to Dad first, and I will go back later."

  The main meal has just started, and my aunt has been busy for a long time, so it is inappropriate for him to leave now.

  The little follower looked embarrassed, and said in a low voice: "Master, Master is waiting for you at the door."

  Qian Baokang was taken aback again, how did Dad know he was here? Doesn't dad always go back to the house every time he comes?

  The dining table is so big, the conversation between the two can probably be heard by the people next to them.

  Wang Zhuangzhi had met Mr. Qian twice in the early years, so he invited with a smile: "Baokang, just invite your father in for lunch. There are so many meals that are enough to eat."

  Liu Zhihua has never met Qian Baokang's father, but she knows that Qian Baokang has no mother and was brought up by her father. She also smiled and persuaded: "Yes, everyone is familiar with it, so let's eat here together."

  Qian Baokang scratched his head with an embarrassed smile, got up and said, "Thank you, Uncle and Aunt Wang, then I'll go and see my father, everyone, let's eat first."

  Afraid that people would be embarrassed to go to the mansion for dinner, Qiu Sheng got up, patted Baokang with a smile and said, "I'll accompany you."

  Baokang didn't refuse either, and the two went out with the attendants.

  …

  At the gate of Wang's house, a blue and blue carriage was parked.

The middle-aged man driving the carriage was tall and tall. He looked at the door from time to time, then turned his head and said to the people in the carriage: "It's time for dinner at this time. The young master should have dinner at the man's house. The master has been full of travel and dust all the way. Why don't we return home?" Let's wash up and wait."

  An indifferent voice came from the carriage: "No need."

  Shen Xiang hurriedly shut up, since the master came back from the merchant ship some time ago, his face was gloomy.

   After handing over and settling the business of the store, they rushed to the capital overnight.

   Went to the Imperial College where the young master was not there, only to learn about the fact that the prince was the number one scholar. They heard that the young master was with the prince at the classmate's house, so they came directly.

  Although I don't know how the young master provoked the master, the master seems to be really angry this time.

   "Dad!"

  Qian Baokang ran over first with a smile, and called again: "Uncle Xiang."

  Shen Xiang sighed, and quickly winked at the young master with his eyes.

  Qian Baokang was taken aback for a moment, but before he could react, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and Qian Haonan looked at his son with a gloomy expression.

   "Get up!"

  The smile on Qian Baokang's face disappeared instantly, "Father,"

   Qiu Sheng behind heard this, hurried over and asked, "Uncle, what's the matter."

  Qian Haonan saw that Qiu Sheng's face softened by two points, and said: "Congratulations to Qiu Sheng, uncle has something important to tell him today, let's get together another day, come to the house to play when you have time."

  Qiu Sheng hesitated to speak, and before he could invite people in for dinner, Qian Baokang spoke up.

   "Dad, can you stop doing this every time, I am no longer a child!"

  Qian Baokang clenched his fists and roared, his eyes a little red.

  Everyone else has a home, and there are parents, brothers and sisters in the family, and the home is warm and lively.

  As for him, his father is often away from home when he does business, and he always faces servants when he returns home from childhood to adulthood. Over the years, he has come back less and less often, and every time he comes back, he has to act as a strict father.

  Forget it as usual, but in front of outsiders, he doesn't give him face like this. Uncle and Aunt Wang are still waiting for him to eat, so he refuses on his own initiative. Does he not consider the feelings of others!

  Qian Haonan originally suppressed his anger, but this rebel dared to contradict him, so he raised his hand and slapped him.

Snapped!

   "Uncle! What are you doing."

  Qiu Sheng hurriedly pulled Baokang, looked at him worriedly, and comforted him: "Baokang, uncle is impulsive, don't talk back."

  Qian Baokang's cheeks were hot, he bit his lower lip and looked at his father, and asked with red eyes: "This is the second time you hit me, the first time I recognized it, and the second time why!"

Qian Haonan didn't argue with him, he opened the curtain and got out of the carriage. The man who was nearly forty years old was eight feet tall and wearing a blue robe. The whole body exudes a mature and stable atmosphere.

  Qian Haonan looked at his son coldly, grabbed his collar and dragged him directly onto the carriage, "Don't be ashamed of yourself here."

   "Let me go!"

  Qian Baokang blushed and struggled hard, Qiusheng also wanted to help, but Qian Haonan raised his hand to stop him, and sighed: "Qiusheng go back, uncle has something to tell him."

   After finishing speaking, Qian Haonan dragged someone to order Shen Xiang to drive.

  Qiu Sheng had no choice but to watch people leave with worry.

   On the side of the carriage, Qian Baokang rebelliously broke free from the shackles of the people, and shouted: "Since you don't care about me on weekdays, then don't care about me now!"

Snapped!

Qian Haonan slapped him again, with anger on his slightly tired face, he shouted hoarsely: "Who am I working so hard for? You don't need money to eat, drink, and study in the capital! I've been doing everything by myself all these years." You, when you scolded people away, what are you writing to Huaicheng now, do you still think I am not tired enough!"

  Qian Baokang covered his face, and when he heard the word Huaicheng, he instantly understood everything.

His eyes were cold, he raised his hand to wipe the tears at the end of his eyes, and said with a self-deprecating smile: "Yes, I don't know what is good or bad, I ruined your good deeds, I made you suffer, and now I am grown up, I don't need you to support me You can still live, go find that woman."

   Qian Haonan's heart stopped, his eyes were red and he raised his hand again, but he stopped in mid-air.

  The next second, he slapped his face fiercely, and raised his hand to cover his eyebrows and eyes, so that people could not see his expression clearly.

  Qian Baokang was frightened by his father's actions. He looked at his father tightly with his eyes, clenched his fists and felt very uncomfortable.

  He didn't mean that, he regretted what he did, he sent the letter just to match up Dad and Aunt Ying.

   It's just that I haven't seen my father for so long, and my father's attitude is not good, and the little emotions in my heart exploded to speak like this.

  Qian Haonan covered his face, no one knew about his depression all these years, when he was between Yingniang and his son, he chose his son, which broke Yingniang's heart.

  Yingniang has a strong temper and hasn't contacted him for so many years. Even when he met him on Huaicheng Road a few days ago, she just said lightly: "Don't write any more letters from now on."

  He didn't know why, and later sent someone to investigate and found out that Baokang wrote several letters at the beginning of the year, all of which were sent in his name.

  He heard that he was out of breath, and felt ashamed on his face.

  Yingniang was his favorite when he was young, and he finally got the chance, but he couldn't accompany her through the difficult times. For so many years, who knows the torment in his heart, he would drink two glasses of wine every night to numb himself.

  But this rebellious son still sends letters to disturb others!

  (end of this chapter)