In the name of father

I spent the rest of my time playing with my twins in Hong Kong for a few days. During this period, I happened to pass by a high-end mobile phone customization shop and accidentally saw a mobile phone that was a bit similar to the one in my hand and there were many price tags with zeros underneath. Mo was so shocked that he couldn't extricate himself for a long time, but Xiao Yan leaned over and took a look, and said sarcastically, "Why haven't you cried bitterly and wept bitterly?"——If you didn't know the man at a glance It's obviously this brat's father, maybe people think that the current elementary school students have learned how to take care of uncles.

After returning from Hong Kong, Xiao Mo felt very peaceful. After that, every few months, if the man did not have a case with him, he would fly to Hong Kong on time—the twins of the Xiao family never followed him after the first time. I've been there, and I don't seem to have expressed any dissatisfaction with my dad who can't stop running out every few months.

Xiao Mo was very thankful that he was reborn as the boss of the Xiao family instead of the head of one of Xiao Mo's subordinates. Because it was Xiao Mo and Xiao Qi was a loyal dog by his side, so the things he needed to learn seemed rather insignificant. Not so urgent, everything goes with the flow, and before he knew it, he gradually recovered to the speed at which the genuine Xiao Mo used to deal with things—the things in the venue were dealt with, and the rest were those people who depended on them all day long The policeman who was eating, the strange thing is, probably the chief superintendent of the North District is getting old and facing retirement recently, and even the supervision of Xiao Mo's side is not as tight as it was some time ago.

So Xiao Mo became unrestrained, squatting in the room every day, drinking tea, eating snacks, sleeping and sleeping, and also specially built a very flamboyant glass room in the yard, which placed all kinds of sports equipment. Under good circumstances, the man will go to the glass room to open the roof, sweat out in the sun, and then go back to the room to take a shower near the afternoon. Cook a pot of good soup with his own hands before his cheap son comes back.

Three years passed like this.

In the blink of an eye, the two young masters of the Xiao family had successfully entered the public key high school in K City, and the little brats back then had become teenagers who were almost as tall as Xiao Mo.

The relationship between father and son has not been eased, but at least it is not like it used to be. Both sides are full of disgust and dislike for each other. For example, occasionally when it seems that the egg is hurting, Xiao Mo will take out the expensive mobile phone bought by his cheap son and harass him. The son who was supposed to be in class—

[TO Retribution]: Son, isn't your brother very handsome when he listens carefully in class?

……

The rooftop of No.18 Middle School in K City.

A clear text message rang from the pocket of the young man sitting on the top of the abandoned building materials on the roof. The figure of the young man paused obviously, as if he had guessed in the first second that he would send him a text message at this time. Who, the handsome eyebrows were slightly frowned, and there was an impatient expression on the boy's handsome face that had lost its childishness.

Xiao Yan silently extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand on the brick beside him.

"Brother Yan, whose text message is it?" The yellow-haired boy squatting under Xiao Yan who was also puffing out his eyes slightly narrowed his eyes and showed an unscrupulous smile. You cry, make trouble and hang yourself!"

Huang Mao's words drew the laughter of the others.

He tugged at the buttons of the white shirt on his lower abdomen, and opened the top three buttons to reveal his chest, which was much stronger than his peers. He was clearly wearing the school uniform of a good student. It was rumored that there was a wave of banditry.The scorching sun above his head made the leader of the group of boys feel irritable, and the laughter of the boys around him made Xiao Yan wish he could pick them up one by one and throw them off the roof——

"Then let him hang himself." Xiao Yan's voice was low and slightly hoarse when his voice was changing, "The world will be clean after being hanged."

Xiao Yan's words made a group of unscrupulous teenagers around laugh unscrupulously - it seems that no one is worried that their laughing too loudly will attract the teacher, and this group of teenagers who are in the second stage of middle school seem to be very cold about their boss's attitude , the Huang Mao who spoke before said with a smile: "Brother Yan, is it really okay for you to be so unkind to women--hanging is a trivial matter, and you are not afraid that she will find some other trash to come to you to anger you? "

Huang Mao's words made Xiao Yan visibly startled.

Immediately, as if thinking of something, the boy's brows frowned even tighter.

Seeing the obvious hesitant and tangled expression on his boss's handsome face, Huang Mao seemed a little complacent. After about five seconds, he heard Xiao Yan cursed in a low voice, and took out the bag from his pocket helplessly. He picked up his mobile phone, narrowed his eyes slightly and quickly glanced at the content of the text message under the glare of the sun, but the moment he finished reading it made Xiao Yan want to throw the mobile phone downstairs!

[FROM Stinky Old Man]: Son, isn't your brother very handsome when he listens carefully in class?

"Oh shit!"

Stinky old man, is middle-aged excessive abstinence or something?Just check the post, if you want to make a smell of a wretched man come to your face, it will make me sick to death--the one who is serious about class has a handsome ass! !

At this moment, the surly look on Xiao Yan's face caused the middle and second-stage teenagers sitting below him to refrain from their presumptuous chatting and laughing a little bit. They looked at each other and wondered who could make their boss so arrogant Like this—however, curiosity is nothing but curiosity, no matter who gave them the courage, they would not dare to go up to see what the content on Xiao Yan's phone said at this time!

Putting the phone back into his pocket viciously, Xiao Yan thought for a while and felt something was wrong, then took out the phone with a murderous look on his face, and quickly tapped his finger on the screen——

[TO smelly old man]: None of your business.

Only about ten seconds later, the phone vibrated again.

[FROM Stinky Old Man]: You don't even have to listen to the class carefully, just tell your dad that you are sitting in the classroom now, and I will think you are more handsome.

[TO smelly old man]: I am in the classroom.

[FROM Stinky Old Man]: I looked at your class schedule, it's probably English class time, what color suit is your English teacher wearing today?

Xiao Yan twitched the corners of his lips, exited the text message interface with Xiao Mo, found Xiao Yan's name in the phone's address book, and opened——

【TO Xiao Yan】: What color suit did the woman in English class wear today?

[FROM Xiao Yan]: Blue, what?

[TO Xiao Yan]: It's okay.

The younger brother of the twins had a smug smile on his face, lazily lit a cigarette and dropped it on his lips, took a shallow sip, and then slid his fingertips to re-enter the text message conversation interface with his father——

[TO smelly old man]: Blue, are you annoying?

As soon as Xiao Yan finished typing a line, he heard another chubby boy sitting below his right hand laugh and say: "Boss, you and your sister-in-law have a really good relationship, when will you bring it out and introduce it to us!"

"Stop talking nonsense, I won't show it to you."

Locking the screen of the phone leisurely, Xiao Yan leaned back and lazily stretched out his long legs, which are outstanding for his age, listening to the younger brothers puffing and discussing enthusiastically about the class next door. The young man pursed the corners of his lips lazily for Ban Hua, whom Xiao Yan had no memory of at all, and the love letter that Miss Ban Hua stuffed into Xiao Yan's schoolbag yesterday.

The text message of jingling bells rang, and the mobile phone tightly attached to his chest vibrated slightly.

Xiao Yan waited for a while, then slowly picked up the phone, and the moment he picked up the phone, text messages came in one after another like bombs, the boy raised his eyebrows in doubt, but he saw the first message clearly While texting, he caught off guard and sprayed out the tobacco in his mouth——

[FROM Stinky Old Man]: Unlucky boy, skipping class again!

[FROM Stinky Old Man]: Xiao Yan clearly said that it is biology class now!

[FEOM stinky old man]: Your own timetable is not as clear as your dad's. I can't remember whether you study or I study. I just dig a hole for you and jump down. This kind of IQ is not good enough to go to class and try to improve to the level of normal people. Only the devil will marry you in the future!

[FROM Stinky Old Man]: Your class teacher just called yesterday to complain, you will suffocate to death if you spend a good day in class!

[FROM Stinky Old Man]: Why don't you like reading and taking exams so well!I will not give you money if you enter a key high school!

The second young master of the Xiao family, who was ruthlessly exposed the lie, grinned helplessly, and decided to change his tactic——

[TO smelly old man]: But the classroom is so stuffy, my chest hurts =3=

[FROM Stinky Old Man]: You are worthless for being cute.

"...Damn it." Xiao Yan messed up his hair without a word, thinking that it would be useful for Xiao Yan to show his weakness occasionally, so why is it always difficult to do it when he comes to Lao Tzu, he obviously has a face Should the differential treatment be so big!

Just when the second young master of the Xiao family was in pain, text messages bombarded him again——

[FROM Stinky Old Man]: Your brother said that you recently made a new girlfriend, is it true?

Xiao Yan: "..."

Xiao Yan! ! ! !

Do you want to be so shady! ! !

It is not necessarily true that I have a girlfriend. It must be true that you, the boss of the gangster, are too idle.

The young man held the phone silently for a long time. He looked up at the blue sky where no bird could see in the cloudless summer. After a long silence, he finally started discussing whether the class cup is C or D among his subordinates. When talking about the topic, silently typed a line on the phone——

……

Xiao Mo in the Xiao family mansion was clutching his mobile phone, lazily leaning against the treadmill, picked up a towel and wiped the sweat on his forehead, accompanied by a simple mechanical sound, the mobile phone vibrated, and the man picked up the mobile phone——

[FROM Retribution]: Hello, the recipient of your SMS is not within the service area, please practice later.

【FROM Nemesis】: Contact.

Xiao Mo: "..."