Song An nodded, a look of satisfaction on his face.

He looked at Song Nuoyan again, and the gentle expression in his eyes became serious, not facing his daughter's softness.

"You don't like to read, and martial arts are half-baked, so it's better to go to Yipinlou to be a shopkeeper and settle accounts."

The disgusting tone seemed to let Song Nuoyan go to Yipinlou to be the shopkeeper, which was also a kind of charity for him.

Song Nuoyan felt that he was hallucinating.

He pointed to himself and asked, "Me?" To be a shopkeeper? ”

Song Anhu had a face, his face was full of displeasure, and he looked closely at the threat in his eyes.

He narrowed his eyes, "What else can you do?" Eat, drink and have fun every day, and still want to be the same as before? ”

Song Nuoyan gasped and felt some pain in his teeth.

"Father, how much you dislike me, although I haven't studied hard as you want for so many years, I haven't caused any serious trouble.

Isn't it just an occasional hang out with friends, how in your eyes, your son is like that heinous person. ”

For the son who expressed dissatisfaction, Song An snorted coldly: "What do you think? Your eldest brother joined the army, he has a martial arts, you can't do martial arts, what else do you say? Aside from good arithmetic, you don't have much of any ability. ”

That's the real point.

Although Song Nuoyan is not a martial artist, he eats, drinks and has fun, and he does not like to read, and he is with fox friends and dogs all day long.

But he is very clever in arithmetic, and he was born with an abacus in his heart, as if he was born to be a piece of business material.

Song Nuoyan, who was so disgusted, looked at Song Yihuan sitting beside him very aggrieved.

He lowered his voice and complained, "Little sister, do you say that my father is too partial? ”

Song Yihuan pursed her lips and smiled, picked up the handkerchief and whispered back to him by wiping her lips: "Well, my father prefers women over men." ”

This word is so fresh, so Song Nuoyan couldn't help but be stunned.

It's just because in this era, which family doesn't regard the son of the family as a treasure, that is, patriarchy.

This is the first time Song Nuoyan has heard of the preference for women over men, but it is very suitable for them to use in their family.

"What are you muttering down there?!"

Song An looked at the small movements of his second son, and couldn't help frowning, and his voice was mixed with a bit of danger.

If Song promised not to agree, he would clean up the other party.

If Song Nuoyan was really so well-behaved, he would not resist and resist back then.

Seeing that his father's attitude had become stronger, Song Nuoyan had an evil smile on his face.

What he likes to do the most is that the more others don't let him do anything, he will do it, and if someone forces him to do something, even if he is interested, he will not do it.

"I don't feel ......"

"Second brother, you go, I want you to go too." Song Yihuan's gentle and sweet voice sounded.

Song Nuoyan was about to refuse, but he only said half of it, and then it came to an abrupt end.

Song An, who was sitting in the first place, had a wicked smile on Song Nuoyan's face, and his face instantly became gloomy when he heard his words.

He was just about to stand up and prepare to teach the stinky boy a lesson, when he heard his daughter's words and his second son's voice stopped instantly.

Song Nuoyan looked sideways at the little sister sitting on the side, with a stunned look on her face.

He asked, "Little sister also wants me to go?" ”

Song Yihuan had a pair of beautiful eyes and showed a sweet smile: "Well, after all, the things on the books are still in the hands of your own family." ”