Mr. Xiao's father has children as old as his son in his hometown, and there are several children who are not children.

If he didn't know that his son would still find a woman, he would be far away. Even if it is tied, he must be tied to Jingxian.

Mr. Xiao's father sighed for a while, and continued: "I also received the letter you sent to your hometown before. Do you want to settle down with her in Tianjin, are you planning to see your father and me in this life? I still have to wait until the day I close my eyes! Even if Mr. Xiao really thought so in his heart, he wouldn't dare to say so.

Hurriedly said good things on his lips. Mr. Xiao's father didn't know his child yet, but after all, it was his own son, not to mention that although Jingxian didn't have a round house with his son, he chose the clan wife for his son.

A good hand inside and out. I didn't dig any deeper. Mr. Xiao's father continued: "Okay, what you think in your own heart, I still don't know! But now that our family has moved to Tianjin, you should hurry up and bring that woman home! The little gentleman tried to say, "The situation there is a bit complicated for her. Mr. Little's father said, "Complicated? Why did you find a kiln sister, can't you? The little gentleman's father looked at his son incredulously.

I worked hard to find him a yellow flower girl, I said that I was pursuing a free marriage, but I found a kiln sister.

Although Mr. Xiao's father was very angry, he was also curious about how beautiful this kiln sister looked, and he could fascinate his son so fascinated that he wanted to marry this kiln sister into the family!

Before Mr. Xiao could speak, Mr. Xiao's father hurriedly asked, "Son, can you be sure that the child is yours?" Don't be that and the others, but the wild man ran away, see you are honest, look for you to take over! When the little gentleman heard this, he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "It's not Sister Yao, she's not Sister Yao." However, she is just the wife of a petty official! Hearing his son's words, Mr. Xiao's father immediately thought of those petty officials in his hometown.

Although the father of the little gentleman looked down on such a woman. But who wants their own son to like it! Now the little gentleman's father only had one last question, and asked, "Son, can you be sure that the child in his womb is yours?" Mr. Xiao replied to his father in the affirmative.

"It's mine, that little official is from Beiping, the sixth girl's family was killed, and his family was sold to a bully in the city. The bully was forty or fifty years old, older than his father. The little official was friends with his father. It turned out that the girl begged him to help him get out of the sea of misery and go to the south. But as a result, he was pinched by the little official and forced the sixth girl to be his aunt's wife. Although the little official was also in his thirties, he was at least a lot stronger than his bully. There was no better option at the time, so I agreed. But the bully, the little officials couldn't handle it, so they arranged for the six girls to live here in Tianjin. When I was with the sixth girl, the little official had already returned to BJ. The sixth girl has been with me alone ever since. So I'm pretty sure that the baby in her belly must be mine! When the little gentleman's father heard this, he knew that there must be a lie in what the woman and the son had said.

But the woman was pregnant with the child when she was with her son. It's the blood of your own family, and there's no doubt about it.

As for the little official in his son's mouth, Mr. Xiao's father didn't pay attention to it at all. Because in the eyes of Mr. Xiao's father, this little official is no different from those officials who scurried around behind his ass when he was in his hometown.

Even if he's BJ's. And from his hometown, Mr. Xiao's father also knew. Now it's the Japanese who are in charge.

Originally, he might have been an official, but now he can't say that. It's just that I don't know if the little official in my son's mouth hugged the thigh of the Japanese.

But when I think of him as a BJ official, can he still manage the Tianjin Concession! Mr. Xiao's father felt that he was worried about it here!

The little gentleman's father said to his son, "All right. As long as you can determine which woman has the child in her belly is the blood of our family. As for her husband, didn't you say it was BJ, can you still manage it in the Tianjin Concession? Now that there are so many people in the concession, you just bring people back, can he still find him? Also, don't look. Dad, there are a lot fewer servants here, but there are a lot more guards than before. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to come to Tianjin! "The little gentleman also knows that his father has worked hard all the way, and now the roads are in a mess, and there are bandits everywhere.

But both the Japanese and the southern government were busy fighting, and these bandits had no one to take care of at all.

But what Mr. Xiao didn't expect was that he had already arrived in Tianjin, and his father hadn't fired those people yet, after all, it was not cheap to raise so many people.

And now I have no property at all, so I can only sit and eat. The little gentleman looked around, and the servants knew that his father had to talk a lot to him, and the servants were all standing far away.

I can see what my father needs, and I can run over quickly, and I won't hear the conversation between myself and my father.

The little gentleman still whispered: "Father, this is a concession now!" Why do you still have so many guards! We have nothing but money here, aren't you afraid that they will come to be anti-customer-oriented? "How could his father not know what the little gentleman said?

Mr. Xiao's father looked at the flowers in front of him that were swaying in the breeze and said, "Can I not understand what you said?" Just arrived in Tianjin. It is not clear to people from all walks of life what the situation is. How did you get rid of them? Like our family. All the ancestral businesses in the family have been lost, and there are many people who have taken refuge in the concession. After saying that, Mr. Xiao's father pointed outside and continued: "Can you see the red-roofed house?" The little gentleman looked in the direction his father pointed.

There is indeed a house with a beautiful red roof, right behind the yard of the house. The little gentleman said, "See, what's the matter, father?" Aren't there ordinary people living there? Mr. Xiao's father smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "Do you think our family is still the same as when we were in our hometown?" Now what your dad and I do every day is to eat here and then come here and sit down. I don't dare to do anything else! Father's words confused the little gentleman.

Mr. Xiao's father didn't hide it, and continued: "The situation of that family is similar to ours. Not long after I first came here, the concession looked safe, and it was okay to find the police. He dismissed most of the guards. Do you know what's going on now? Let people be targeted! I don't know if they can't pass this level! ”