A Father's Love Is Like a Mountain: The Grudge-Bearing Son of a Post-90s Dad

Son: "Dad, the teacher said to bring a succulent plant, not to bring extra meat!"

Dad: "This has to be your teachers' problem with how they describe things. If they mean a plant, they should just say plant. What am I supposed to do with five pounds of pork?"

Son: "The teacher said since you'd already brought it, it would be rude to return it, so they made braised pork. They said to be more careful next time."

Dad: "Son, happy birthday! Try the cake I made for you myself."

The boy brought the knife down. The cake was completely unharmed, but the knife was ruined...

Son: "Dad, cooking is for people who have a talent for it. You did great this time, but let's order takeout next time!"

Son: "Dad, I didn't do well on this exam. I could've come in first, but I didn't write the essay."

Dad: "That's okay. Let other people have first place once in a while. We can't hog it all the time, right? Just do better next time."

Son: "Dad, don't you want to know what essay I didn't write?"

Dad: "What?"

The boy rolled his eyes. "My Good Dad!"

Luo Ze: "What the hell, Luo Wenyu! You mean I'm not a good dad?"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Please do not imitate.