Chapter 173: My Father Is a Scoundrel (Asking for a Monthly Pass)
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The beast actually came to me, in the middle of the night, when I came home.
He sat at the door of my house, looking pitiful.
As soon as he saw me, he said, "Artemisia Yanran, baby girl, I wish you a happy birthday!"
He knows that I am here in the public security apartment, and I am afraid that the impact will not be good, so I can't get rid of him.
I cannot abandon him in my identity, my position, my profession, and my reputation, even though he is a beast in my eyes.
When I first returned to China, it was because of his criminal record that my position was taken to the provincial party committee and the provincial government for political review.
If it weren't for the help of my brother Jia, if it weren't for my solid ability in social activities, and my courage to do everything that some high-ranking officials shamelessly want to demand, I would not have had any chance or possibility to enter the public security organs.
Now, he came to my door in this way, shamelessly, and told my neighbors, saying: "I, I am a law professor, and I am the father of your assistant director of the Public Security Bureau, Hao Yanran, and my biological father! I am her father! I forgot to bring my key, and I am here, waiting for her to come home." ”
Mom, Mom, there really are such scoundrels in this world!
I had to take him in, I had to continue to support him!
Because I still have his blood in my blood, I have to take him in with certainty.
He said, "Artemisia Yanran, precious daughter, if you don't take me in, I will go to the court to sue you." ”
Mom, it looks like I'm not going to escape from his clutches for the rest of my life!
I'll never be able to escape this beast in my life.
Well, sooner or later, one day, I'll leave you dead without a place to bury.
I had to let him into my house.
I cleaned up a house for him and let him live in.
You know, Mom, I was already on 110 by him.
He deliberately embarrassed me, just to make me continue to obey his commands, so that I could continue to be played by him.
Hmph, I'm no longer the little girl I used to be!
I'll let him remember: blood debt and blood repayment!
I bought him a house in the East District, and I hired him as a part-time worker, three meals a day, and daily cleaning, all of which were taken care of at home! The only thing I didn't have was that I didn't see him every day, and I didn't share the same roof with him.
However, this beast refused to give up, and came to my door again and again to insult my honor.
So I had to invite him into my house. Although I know that he will definitely cause me countless troubles and shame in the future, but Mom, what can I do?
I can only make an appointment with him in three chapters:
Don't harass me, don't harass other women, don't go to my office.
He said yes to them all.
I can only make up my mind: I will slowly, silently, quietly torture his spirit, his desires, his life!
Mom, my desire for revenge was ignited again, like the flame, blazing.
On March 23, it was drizzling.
Early in the morning, I took the beast to visit and appreciate the "Golden Egg" and the exhibitions of art, photography, folk crafts and so on, and then bought hairy crabs from Yanhu Lake and went to a restaurant for a delicious meal.
Then, I told him a word, and all at once he was half angry.
I said, "Hey, scoundrel! this is my first and last filial piety to my old man, who is long dead! ”
I saw that his face suddenly turned pale and miserable, haha, this is what I like to see the most recently.
Mom, if you want to say that he is almost 70 years old, he has a slipped disc (which causes bone spurs in the leg joints and makes it difficult to walk) and coronary heart disease, but he is still picky, narrow-minded, despicable, and murderous, and has been living humbly for several years in prison.
Whenever I have time, I especially "pay attention" to him and "take care" of him.
Especially during the New Year's holidays, it is even more "painful" for him, whether it is material or spiritual, I will do my best to "fund" him and "love" him.
Although I am not unfamiliar with the life you have given me, after all, I have your blood in my veins! Therefore, no matter how much I hate, despise, and hate him, I have to support him.
If you think about it carefully, he is really fierce and stubborn, I have to work hard, and naturally I can't "accompany" him every day.
So, he will vent at home and smash the pots and bowls.
Of course, he didn't dare to go out and talk nonsense.
Because if I found out, yes, it would have been a very unhappy ending for him.
Of course, I resolutely forbid him to have a wife, a girlfriend, and special hobbies, I only allowed him to watch TV and read, and forbade him to find a nanny, I asked him to take care of everything on his own.
If my mother is alive, I will ignore him.
Unless he has the ability to continue to revel in the wonderful memories of the past.
I often think: If an old man is not selfish and despicable, how can his children abuse them?
The children will give them a good suggestion, so that they can learn to relieve their loneliness, have a spiritual support, or hobbies, and live a good and optimistic life, which is the standard of a sunny and healthy old man.
Everyone has a time when they are old, Mom, how I wish I could be with you as I did when I went to the Golden Egg Center to play.
If you're still alive, you'll crave this kind of concern from me, and how I wish we could both go on a tour together! Mom, in my memory, you were always so busy, and we mother and daughter never traveled together.
As you once said, when I am admitted to the university, you will take me to Jiuzhaigou to enjoy the water.
But you broke your word! You tore my heart so violently!
I've wanted to go with you countless times, but I've come to where I am today.
Of course I won't give you such an attitude of pure pity and contempt, especially if I don't deliberately cause pain.
Filial piety should be embodied in material and spiritual, rather than temporal and secular trivialities.
In other words, I have absolutely no regrets about all the choices I have made on the path of life, even if some of them are wrong at home, or even a-
However, I still think that I have gained valuable experience, which is an asset.
I am optimistic about everything I do, I don't care about some vulgar bits and pieces, I pay attention to my spiritual life, enrich myself, improve myself, and surpass myself.
Always be a spiritual rich and outstanding contemporary! That is to say, I will give my affection and love, and not ask for it again.
Even if there is a little bit of grace in the past, it should be repaid by the spring, but the beast should be eliminated.