Constantly called by his father, Luo Wangding finally woke up from his coma, slowly opened his eyes, and then realized that he was lying in his father's arms.

However, although he was very excited to listen to his father's words that were unfair to him, he felt helpless, after all, he gave up on himself. Now facing his father's questioning, he feels that he can't talk about it in his heart, let alone impose the guilt on Qiao'er. Still, his aching heart felt much better, proving that his father truly loved him.

It's just that in the face of this ugly pursuit of love, he still can't say it in front of his father, and he still has no choice, he still buries the pain of the fiasco deep in his heart.

Luo Jizong saw that his son wanted to speak and stopped, and his heart was even more uncomfortable at the moment, it seemed that the poor son was frightened by that hateful madman, and he didn't dare to say the secret in his heart. Since his son has a secret in his heart, he, who is a father, must not sit idly by and watch his son suffer in vain.

At present, if he wants to share his son's worries and let him live happily away from pain, he must find out how his son was hurt today, and what is the real reason for this? He feels that only by clarifying the truth can he accurately and unmistakably strike at the fanatics and bring them to justice, and only by seeing such results can he relieve the hatred in his heart.

In order to find out the truth as soon as possible, he continued to ask without hesitation: "Son, you must know that only your father is your real backer, can relieve the troubles in your heart, and can solve all your confusion and difficulties." Son, if you don't believe it, just say it and try it, and make sure that Dad will make the final decision and satisfy you. ”

He felt that what his father said was indeed very reasonable, if he didn't tell the truth, how could his father help?

He knew in his heart that if he wanted to get Qiao'er with his own strength alone, I am afraid that the possibility of success would definitely not be easy, because he was not Lin Zi's opponent at all. Besides, Qiao'er didn't like him at all, he didn't take him seriously, but he couldn't get Qiao'er's happiness with all his might.

Now that he thinks about it, he still thinks that his father is right, if he wants to get Qiao'er as soon as possible, he must rely on his father's strength in order to get his long-awaited love wish.

At present, he can no longer care about this grim reality, so he has to muster up the courage to tell his father what he really thinks in his heart without reservation. From now on, he hopes that his father can really help him and get his beloved beauty as soon as possible, so as to relieve the worries in his heart.

After Luo Wangding told his father the truth of the matter from beginning to end, he hurriedly glared and asked, "Dad, can you really let me get my wish?"

After Luo Jizong asked about his son's true situation, his son was giving up on himself today, breaking the jar and throwing it, it seems that his son is torturing himself, such a helpless result is really pitiful. He hated that his usual attention to his son was too poor, and he had suffered such a wrongful loss.

He suddenly felt that his son's choice of Qiao'er as a guest was completely correct and wise, but despite this, he still did not approve of his son's actions today, which was indeed too stupid.

Before. He and his wife also secretly discussed, about his son's marriage can not be a child's play, he must help his son to consult, try to choose a first-class girl, only in this way can the son be happy in the future, so that he will not suffer losses and hardships, and he will not be able to raise his head. The couple knew in their hearts that although their son was good-looking, his IQ was still a little bit worse.

Among the many girls in the village, the couple felt that only Qiao'er was the most suitable, and it was best to be their daughter-in-law, because Qiao'er was indeed very cute, clever and intelligent, and educated.

It's a pity that Qiao'er doesn't like his son at all, listening to his son's words just now happened to make him angry like this, and he almost lost his life in anger, he had to hurry up and enlighten his son to return to reason.

He felt that although this matter was a little tricky, he had to help his son make up this marriage no matter what, as long as the kung fu was really successful, it was not a big deal. Besides, he is a dignified parent, why can't he be a yellow-haired girl? It's just that now is not the time to talk about marriage, after all, going to college is important, and he can try to think more about his son's future life.

Now that my son is in love with Qiao'er, it's also a good thing, which is in line with his wife's intentions, and it is not contradictory, but it is contrary to the matter of studying.

It's just that the current son has made up his mind, so he, the father, must come forward and escort his lovely son. He felt that only in this way could he fulfill his son's wishes, so that his son could recover his mentality as soon as possible and get on the right track, and he could no longer let his son suffer the slightest grievance.

In order to stabilize his son's hasty behavior, he hurriedly promised: "Son, it's a good thing that you like Qiao'er, and your mother and I raise our hands in favor and will definitely support your wish." It's just that you have to really cooperate with your father's actions, and only in this way can you achieve the results you want. Right now, your biggest task is to recover as quickly as possible, as long as you have a healthy body, you can get good customers. ”

Luo Wangding got his father's promise and was happy, and he was so excited that he shed a few hot tears. He believed that his father must have this ability, as long as his father can agree to meddle in this marriage, then it will definitely be possible, and what is there to worry about if there is such a result today?

At that moment, the pain on his body was half healed, his spirit was also invigorated, and his whole expression was also renewed. He sincerely hopes that his father can speak his word, fulfill his promise as soon as possible, and take Qiao'er home as a bride.

At this moment, Wangding's mother Cheng Xing also led a group of villagers to rush to the bent arm camphor. She saw that her son's injury was so serious, and she was so anxious that her heart was like a knife, but she didn't expect her hard-working son to suffer such a catastrophe. She couldn't take care of it much, and hurriedly squatted down to touch her son's body, and when she saw that her son was so miserable, she immediately fainted from crying.

After a while, she woke up again, and she hurriedly held her son's bloody hand and wept silently, heartbroken!

Cheng Xing couldn't take care of it in a fit of anger, but scolded the old man angrily while crying: "Luo Jizong, you are too incompetent! You are an upright parent, why can't you protect our poor baby son? A father like you is too incompetent, let his son suffer this kind of crime, I think you might as well find it to get in, don't live in the world and be embarrassed." ”

Luo Jizong listened to his wife's curse, and his heart was even more uneasy, and he was suddenly so angry that he couldn't wait to reward his wife with a few slaps on the spot.

He hated this wife too unreasonable, and he actually ridiculed him as a dignified director in front of outsiders, which also seemed too unqualified. Besides, his son was frustrated in love and it was not caused by him, so why did he have to count it on his head? He felt that this matter was too wronged for him, but what could he do in the face of this difficult wife?

He couldn't take care of it in a fit of anger, and hurriedly glared at the beads of his eyes and scolded viciously: "Let your mother be a stinky fart, our son was beaten by a ghost, and I am not a lord of Hades, how can I protect our son from suffering? I see that you stinky woman doesn't understand anything, you know how to cry, and you know how to scold people!"

When Cheng Xing heard what the old man said, he realized that he was wrong to blame the old man. She hurriedly apologized and said, "Old man, it's all my fault for being too anxious, I'm sorry, you forgive me!"

Luo Jizong didn't appreciate it, and scolded angrily, "Okay, don't spill here if you have pee, you are still staying here and getting in the way, what are you doing? If you don't get out of the way quickly, I have to send my son to the hospital immediately, otherwise it will be too late to regret if I get tetanus!"

Cheng Xing woke up like a dream after listening to the old man's words, now that the incident has happened, what's the use of blaming the old man? She suddenly felt that the old man was right, and now only by going to the hospital quickly can she save her son and ensure that his son is safe and sound.

She hurriedly wiped away a handful of tears and echoed: "Yes, yes, Jizong, then you should send our son to the hospital quickly, otherwise it will be too late." ”

After listening to the words of Luo Jizong and his wife, everyone did not dare to slack off, but hurriedly found a stretcher and sent Luo Wangding to the hospital.