"This ...... How did you get it? He handed the paper in his hand to his father.

Lan Zhengguang was stunned for a moment, the corners of his mouth twitched, and said, "Your grandfather gave it!" ”

"Given? Why is this one only half-half? This is obviously a torn piece of paper that has been torn and caused to break, why did you give this to me after my grandfather passed away? What the hell are you hiding from me? Lan Lei said lightly, not seeing any emotion.

"What do you mean? After your grandfather gave it to me, I forgot about it! So...... I didn't remember until after your grandfather passed away...... So it's a little late for you, that'...... I accidentally tore it up! I didn't think it should be of much use, so I didn't take it seriously, so I ...... Lan Zhengguang, who was a little emotional, didn't expect his son to suddenly question himself like this.

"Huh! You think it's useless? It's because you think this one is so useful! "So? So? So? You're going to kill him? He looked at his father, who looked a little nervous, and felt more and more that what he said when he was drunk last night was not nonsense.

"Fuck you? Lao Tzu worked so hard to raise you? Is it just for you to question Lao Tzu? Lan Zhengguang was emotional, raised his hand and slapped Lan Lei hard.

"Good fight." Lan Lei didn't expect that his father would beat him, although he was an evil bastard and thug in the eyes of others, but he never beat himself, but today...... He felt a trace of warmth running down the left corner of his mouth, and he gently brushed the corner of his mouth with his thumb, and a red flower was imprinted on his finger.

"You!" His eyes widened angrily, looking at his son's left side of his face that was instantly swollen, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, he felt a pain in his heart, his son had grown so big, he had never been willing to move a finger of his son, was he a little ruthless just now?

"Painkillers in a drawer, you've drunk alcohol and get headaches, rest well, no matter what kind of mistakes you make? You're my dad. After speaking, Lan Lei grabbed the coat on the sofa and walked out the door.

Lan Zhengguang collapsed on the couch, recalling one night two years ago.

"Oops! The old man is quite neat, huh? When will this game be launched? When will it be available? Why do you think you're spending so much effort on a broken game all day? Do you have that effort to use on your eldest grandson Xiao Lei? I also look down on me, I don't look down on my son, I look down on your second son's son, too partial, too partial, too partial, you will be punished! Lan Zhengguang lay on a semicircular table full of books and notes, watching the gray-haired old man skillfully typing on the keyboard of his notebook.

"If you can speak human words, just say two words, and if you can't speak, you will mix it out." The old man glanced impatiently at his eldest son, Lan Zhengguang, who had just grabbed a book on the desk and flipped through it.

"Am I just that annoying you? Then why did you give birth to me in the first place? He smiled at the corner of his mouth and looked fierce.

"Humph! You should have been strangled to death in the first place, lest you harm others. The old man stopped his busy hand on the keyboard.

"Huh! I won't care about the past! By the way, don't we have an heirloom treasure in our family? You said that you gave all the money to my brother, should this treasure jade be given to me? Where did you hide him? Lan Zhengguang leaned over with a smile on his face and whispered in his father's ear.

"First of all, I haven't given Ah Hao a dime, his company can be so big for a few days, it's all because of his hard work and intelligence, Ah Hao is studying hard, where are you? Skipping class, where were you when Ah Hao was working as a temporary worker to wash people's cars? Following a group of hooligans, where were you when Ah Hao was working hard to start a business day and night? In prison, is that the difference between you? Is this what you're out of? The old man paused.

With his hand on the keyboard, but he couldn't concentrate on continuing to plan, he raised his head and looked at his eldest son who was shaking his head and was a little dissatisfied, and continued: "As for Baoyu, you don't need to care about this, you better care about your own life first, right?" Idle all day long and don't do good things. After the old man finished speaking, he continued to type on the keyboard of his notebook, but the speed was very slow and a little annoyed.

"Do you want to take the jade to the coffin? Or do you want to leave the jade for that little brute? He gritted his teeth and squeezed the words out between his teeth.

"Rest assured I won't bring the heirloom into the coffin? 'Cause I'm afraid you'll ...... He has dug my grave, and he is the son of your brother, and your own nephew...... Blue...... Build...... Feng, he is not the beast you bastard, if you want to talk about the beast, you are the only one. The old man pointed to Lan Zhengguang's nose and scolded loudly.

"That's right! I'm just an out-and-out brute, and I'm a son of a bitch! He glared angrily at the white-haired old man who was scolding him.

"You...... You...... What a wickedness! The old man was speechless.

"Smack!" There was a crisp sound, and a slap was slammed into Lan Zhengguang's face.

"You're old! It didn't hurt half as much as it used to be. He touched the half of his face that had just been beaten by his father, and he couldn't count how many times he had been slapped by the hateful old man in front of him. When he was seven years old, he slapped him hard because he grabbed a piece of candy with his younger brother, and his young body couldn't resist his sudden slap, and he fell to the ground with a heavy head...... It hurts until now, and from then on, he swore that one day he would fight it back with his own hands, but when he was strong enough! But there was no way to fight it back with his own hands, he glared at the old man in front of him who could push his head with a push, and his clenched fist several times slowly loosened.

"Lan Jianfeng is my grandson, Lan Lei is also my grandson, the heirloom treasure jade blue blood faucet, I will pass it on to one of the two of them, I will not be biased, have you seen these game plan pattern books? If you want to get the family heirloom, it's up to the two of them to do it themselves? After the old man finished speaking, he threw him a stack of notes and closed his laptop.

"Stand out from the crowd." He picked up a stack of notes that his father had thrown on the table and read the words at the top.

"In a few days, this game will be officially launched, remember to tell Lei not to miss it! It's not easy to get the piece of treasure left by your ancestors, so leave everything to fate! The old man put down the notebook and began to tidy up the somewhat messy desk, since he was a child, he didn't talk to the son in front of him once, either beating or scolding, in fact, he hated iron and steel, the youngest son Ah Hao is sensible and coaxes people when he is young, so it is inevitable that he is a little partial to the younger son, but the palm of the hand is meat and the back of the hand is also meat? He loves both sons, but in different ways! How he hopes that Zhengguang can go on the right path and stop worrying about a good life! That way he can close his eyes even if he dies!