"Huh! It's hard to guarantee that you won't give out information to that little brute? Will you not be partial? Lan Zhengguang sneered and walked around the room, came to the bookshelf, his fingers slid on the rows of books on the shelves, recalling that when he was twelve years old, he came to his father's study, took a book to play, accidentally tore off a page, was found by his father, and was beaten very badly.

"I'm tired! Get the hell out of my house. The old man felt trembling all over, and his heart hurt a little, he must have been angry with him and was about to have a heart attack!

"This book, so familiar? There is also one page missing. Lan Zhengguang pretended not to hear his father driving him away. Instead, he found the one on the bookshelf, which made him feel that he was not as important as this book, and it turned out to be the original ancient scroll of the Qing Dynasty? No wonder this old dead man is so precious.

"Put it back, don't touch my book!" The old man shouted loudly.

"Huh! Isn't it just a book? Is it more important than your son? He viciously rolled up the yellowed dark blue book in his hand and kneaded it.

"I told you to put it back on the shelf." The old man staggered around the desk and walked towards Lan Zhengguang.

"I told you to hit me? Tell you to hit me? I tear! I tear! Tear! Lan Zhengguang stared at his round bloodshot eyes, and while tearing the book in his hand page by page, he said to his father who stumbled towards him.

"You...... You brute. The old man sat down on the ground, raised his head, and watched in distress as his son tore up the book.

"Old and immortal! So excited? Here you go. After saying that, he threw the torn and torn book in his hand to his father, and then he took out the books on the bookshelf one by one and threw them on the ground, at this time he found that there was a piece of red gauze on the top of the bookshelf, and he tore off the piece of gauze, which turned out to be covered with a few books, which were also ancient monuments, and should be very precious, so he smiled evilly, picked up a book, turned a few pages, and tore it in half from the middle.

The old man tried to stand up to stop him, but he couldn't, he sat on the ground and supported his body with his hands to prevent himself from lying down, and hung his head, two lines of muddy tears fell to the ground.

Lan Zhengguang looked at his father who was suddenly quiet in front of him, hanging his head, there were a few dark watermarks on the ground, he cried? This was the first time he saw his father cry in his sixty-six-year-old life, and he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, "Why are you crying?" Are you crying that you are old? Can't move me, can you? What are you crying about? You said? I fought with others, I was dying, and you didn't shed a single tear for me, so I tore up a few of your broken books and you burst into tears? It's ironic, huh...... Hehehe...... It's so fucking ironic! He roared loudly.

The old man sat on the ground panting for breath, one hand covering his heart, and the other supporting the ground.

"You say? You say? I hate you...... I hate you to death! Don't put on a pitiful face, I'm not going to help you up! Why don't you die? Tears rolled in his eyes, and he raised his head to try to keep them from falling, slammed the book in his hand under his feet, and kicked the half of the book under the desk.

The old man turned his head and sighed, looking at the half of the book lying under the desk, the reason why this book is precious in his heart is not because it is an ancient book, but because this book was given to him by her! Whenever he saw this book, he would think of an innocent girl in a white dress with two braids in her white dress, standing under a willow tree by the river with the book in her hand, smiling and waving to him.

"Ah!!h Lan Zhengguang shouted and took down all the remaining books on the bookshelf and scattered them all over the ground, at this time his heart was very confused, I don't know when his father's black hair became so pale? I don't know when my father's tall and sturdy body has become crooked and weak? Every time I come to him, quarrel with him, deliberately provoke him, and want to be angry with him, but at this moment...... Seeing my father's skinny body bent on the ground, my heart suddenly hurt, why is this? Why?

Tears rolled down the bean's eyes, and he choked up and said, "Aren't you able to beat me?" Get up? Hit here...... Come on? Can't move? Did you know you were going to get old? You also know that you have today, why didn't you treat me better in the first place? Yes? He said as he walked over to his father.

"Huh...... Hehehe...... A little better! What do you do and how do you make me treat you? He turned his head and sneered sadly, looking at his sixty-year-old son's sideburns were a little gray, he had never disliked this son, but he hated him for not being angry.

"Do you think I want to? Since my mother died when I was five years old, no one came to tell me what was right. What's wrong? Every time you can give me a scolding or a beating. Lan Zhengguang bent down and stretched out his hand, just about to help the old father lying on the ground, but he watched his father raise his head and sneer at him, and suddenly felt that his eyes were full of contempt when he looked at him, he slowly straightened up and retracted the hand stretched out to his father.

"Don't make excuses for your mistakes, your brother doesn't have a mother, why is he not like you? Yes? You say? The old man smiled wryly and shook his head.

His father's words completely angered Lan Zhengguang, he spat his father's head, turned around and walked around the desk, rummaging through some plans related to the heroes, and in the most drawer he found a folder, and when he opened it, he saw that it was exactly what he was looking for!

The old man turned his head and anxiously dragged his heavy body up, but he trembled and had no strength at all, he gritted his teeth and stood up tremblingly, his eyes showed incomparable anger, and he snatched the few pieces of paper in Lan Zhengguang's hand.

Lan Zhengguang grabbed the other end of the papers with his hand, snatched them back with all his might, and looked up to find that there was still one left in his father's hand.

The old man glanced down at the artifact mission strategy in his hand, the corners of his mouth bent up, tore the paper in half, and then folded it in half, he wanted to tear this important piece of paper to shreds, but Lan Zhengguang suddenly grabbed his hand, the old man desperately clenched the paper in his hand and turned around hard, breaking free from his son's hand that grabbed him, but there was still a copy that he snatched, and the old man quickly stuffed the remaining three copies in his hand into his mouth and swallowed it.

"Old and immortal! You have the ability to eat the computer too! With that, he picked up his computer and walked downstairs.

"Put it down! You're ...... This brute. The old man grabbed the clothes on his back with all his strength, but his limited strength could not stop him from moving forward with his notebook.