Chapter 563: Daily Life (Asking for a Monthly Pass)

When Lao Gao came back, he was not surprised to see his son at home, after all, he must have been clear about Gao Cheng's transfer, but he didn't tell his family.

"Dad, you're back." Gao Cheng hurriedly walked over to help Lao Gao put his shoes away, and he didn't have the courage to say bad things about his own Lao Tzu to his daughter-in-law.

"Well, when are you going to report?" Lao Gao asked with a hum.

"The chief gave me two days off, saying that I would just go and report after the school opened." Takashi replied.

"Didn't say anything about your arrangement?" Lao Gao said a word.

"No, Dad, am I this time?" Koseong Road.

His communication with his father was always short, but effective, without much affection for children.

In Gao Cheng's memory, he will not have more than a palm of his hand in in-depth communication with his father, of course, if he makes mistakes, Lao Gao will educate him, but since he grew up, even this kind of education is not so much, and I don't know where Lao Gao got his confidence to ensure that he does not grow crooked.

He is now worried that his little guy is crooked, and he has already begun to plan how to educate the little one.

"You don't need to ask about this, the matter is still being discussed. Your main purpose now is to strengthen your studies, and you can't be complacent with a little achievement, and besides, the results you have achieved are also created by everyone. Lao Gao didn't pay attention to Gao Cheng's question at all, and it was directly another spur of love.

I just said that there was less time to educate him, but I didn't expect "retribution" to come so quickly.

Dinner is a lot of Gao Cheng's favorite food, and the little guy may have inherited some of Gao Cheng's tastes, and he also eats with relish. Of course, the child is still young, and after feeding two mouthfuls, he began to make trouble.

Although there are no such big rules on the dining table of Gao Cheng's family, Gao Cheng didn't dare to mistreat at the dinner table when he was a child, especially when Lao Gao was there.

But now his son has no sense of this, and at one moment he goes to pick up the bowl on the table, and the next he picks up his little fork to make the meal, and the table is all over the place.

Gao Cheng peeked at Lao Gao, his mother didn't need to look at it, she was helping his son clean up, Song Jia was probably used to it, and she didn't say anything.

But Lao Gao, who should have spoken the most, was still eating the food in the bowl, as if he hadn't seen it.

"If you don't eat, you don't eat and look around, eat quickly, what should you do when you finish eating." Lao Gao may have been stared at by Gao Cheng uncomfortably, and taught him a lesson.

Gao Cheng almost didn't choke to death from the food in his mouth, and the difference is too big. Isn't it his son who should be behaving now, how can he point the finger at him?

"No, Dad. It's time for the little guy to behave properly, I remember when I was so young, you were already planning to let me touch the gun. When I was three years old, the standard of training was the standard of training for ordinary soldiers in your unit. Gao Cheng said with a bitter face.

At that time, he was young, and he was just crossing over, and when he was in high spirits, he found that his body was particularly resistant, and he thought it was a plug-in, so Gao Cheng also volunteered to train at that time, and Lao Gao only played a role of "fueling the fire".

Lao Gao glared at Gao Cheng, then put down the dishes and chopsticks and said, "You are your son, and you are responsible for your own education." I'm his grandfather, and my job is to watch him grow up safe and healthy. ”

Gao Cheng was speechless again, although he said so, but the changes before and after were too great. It's okay to love and pamper, but it's not okay to dote, he thought of his teacher's grandson, and in the end he relied on him as an outsider to correct it, he didn't want his son to be like that in the end.

"That, Dad. You and my mother and Jiajia's parents, I can't care if you love this kid, but you are a veteran military who has brought a lifetime of soldiers, and you also know that this excessive pampering is harm, so we can hurt, but we must not let him be pampered and arrogant. Gao Cheng said not very tactfully.

"Hmph, as long as you talk a lot, I'm full." Lao Gao may have been a little embarrassed by his son's words, so he taught him another lesson before getting up.

Gao Cheng felt that this was the day when he smiled bitterly the most, and it should be no problem to listen to Lao Gao's meaning, as for his mother's side, she had been listening for a long time, and Gao Cheng had just turned his head to communicate with her, and saw her speak.

"I don't care about anything else, but if you dare to let Qingqing train like you did when you were a child, I won't spare you." As soon as Gao Mu opened her mouth, she forbade one.

This Gao Cheng did not object, he knew his own situation, he was able to accept Lao Gao's "destruction" and persisted, it was definitely not Lao Gao's genes that were good, it was because he was a traverser.

His son is not, how can he be trained like this, this is his own son, and he didn't pick it up.

"Don't worry, Mom, I didn't ask him to be a soldier in the end, so I won't let him be like me." Gao Cheng first affirmed, and then said after seeing his mother nodding.

"But you'll have to restrain yourself. Let's not talk about the conditions of our family, he must have been born with a higher starting point than others. But this is not the basis for him to be unruly, although it will not train him to be a righteous man, but at least he can't be made a bastard who does not learn and has no skills, if so, I would rather not have children. Gao Cheng said firmly.

Does his family have the conditions to raise the second generation, that's for sure. Song Jia's family doesn't know who to inherit, if Lao Song has no other children outside, it is estimated that it will fall on this little guy in the end, so it is absolutely no problem to be the second generation.

But this is exactly what Gao Cheng does not allow, he thinks that most of the reasons for this are from their parents, the son is not the fault of his father, he doesn't want to be scolded in the future.

Hearing her son's tone, Gao's mother opened her mouth and didn't speak. She loves and loves, but it hasn't reached the point where she can't tell the difference, and besides, Gao Cheng should educate her son, she can't hold back.

"Alright, Mom. I just want him to be well-behaved, and I don't want to beat him or scold him, which you can at least accept. Looking at his mother's tangled appearance, Gao Cheng hurriedly comforted.

"Go, go, your mother and I are not old and stubborn, your son can educate as much as he wants, I can still stop you." Gao Mu smiled after thinking clearly.

"Hahaha, I knew you were the most enlightened. So first of all, let's set a clause, if he wants this and that again in the future, you and my dad don't agree casually, pay in return, this is the first truth he has to understand. "Gao Cheng Road.

"This..."Gao's mother hesitated, this is an act that represents their love for their grandson, don't they love themselves if they don't buy their grandson?

"Mom, you promised just now." Koseong Road.

"Okay, you have the final say." Gao's mother stuffed Gao Xu into Gao Cheng's arms, and then walked to the bedroom "huffing".

"Mom can't be angry, right?" Song Jia didn't speak on the side, but she was watching from the side.

"Don't worry, Mom, they won't be like this in the future. You're the main executor, and I've only been at home for a few days, so you're going to be the little one's strict mother in the future. "Gao Cheng Road.

"Hehe, I'm known for being strict at school, educating this little guy, and I'm always handy." The male and female discussed how to "rectify" the little guy.

And our client, Comrade Gao Xu, had no idea that his position in this family would change drastically. Still grinning happily there, like a fishy little fox.

Rise from Soldier Assault /book/77084/