Chapter 39: Ideals
I was prepared: "I think your dad is pitiful!" What did the old man spend money on investigating the case? Isn't it just because I'm afraid that you won't be able to mix well in the future, and I want to leave you a way back? We're about the same age, and I shouldn't have taught you this: but if you're a little bit out of your own, he's going to it? ”
Lu Xiaopang stood up, as if he was going to rush over and hit me. I hurriedly put away Erlang's legs, and subconsciously glanced at the drawer with the throwing stick. But he sat back on the sofa like a deflated ball: "Yes, I'm not interested." You know, I've loved drawing since I was a kid. But my dad wouldn't let me paint, so he wanted me to take over his class. I don't like to make altar meat, I feel disgusted when I look at the altar meat, and I want to vomit after a while in the broken shop with fat twists! Even if I don't yellow it now, I will also yellow it in my hands in the future. ”
Considering that he is more excited now, I cautiously echoed: "I understand, my father has always wanted me to study medicine before, hehe, I panicked when I saw Bai Dagua." But if you don't want to do it, you can have a good chat with your dad, why is it cheap? Don't you know that he doesn't deal with your dad? ”
Lu Xiaopang slapped the table: "Can you talk?" As long as I think differently from him, he will move filial piety out to me! He's a father, I'm a son, what else can I say? As long as this shop is in one day, I want to do something else! It is absolutely impossible for you to let him close this shop by himself, only Liu Jianzui has been thinking about making our family and Hongqi's family a yellow shop, who am I not looking for him? ”
I tried my best to stabilize his emotions and help him come up with ideas: "Your dad is so old, this store will not be yours sooner or later." Wouldn't it be better to cash out the store when you take over? ”
Lu Xiaopang pouted: "Can he trust me?" Unless he ......" Speaking of this, he suddenly realized that the latter words were not appropriate, swallowed back, and muttered dejectedly: "I'm almost thirty years old, I can't afford to wait......"
Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, and if I can resolve the conflict with just a few words, then I will not be a private detective. For Lu Xiaopang, I am actually quite sympathetic, I was worried about finding an opportunity to trick him into knowing the transaction between the Wei brothers and Liu Jianzui, but after thinking about it, I felt that it was not important. I stood up, walked to the corner of the room, picked up a camera, and turned off the switch: "Brother Lu, don't mind, I'm afraid that you won't admit that you have made a small backup, depending on the situation, you don't need it now." The last time I drank with us, that buddy Xu Wenbin, also wants to be a painter. However, now you have to burn money to play art, not just if you draw well, don't you have to go to work honestly? In fact, if I were you, I would sell the secret recipe to Liu Jianzui. To put it mildly: get some money, work hard towards your ideals, and don't regret it even if you lose. Isn't it the same as you are doing nothing? ”
Lu Xiaopang scratched his hair in annoyance: "I also have to know what the secret recipe is, my dad always makes a pot of water when he closes the door, and asks me to add it to the soup the next morning." I can only steal a small bowl at a time, mix it with white water and send it to Liu Jianzui......"
I nodded, "So?" That makes sense. Shall I tell your dad or will you go on your own? ”
Lu Xiaopang picked up the cup on the coffee table and drank it all: "I'll go." By the way, in the future, you stay away from Xiaohua, and let me see you two together, I can't spare you! ”