His father blew his cigarette pot, as if to inform him:
"You are the boss, so you have to give in."
In the corner, Lin Xiulan was holding her thin daughter, not even daring to raise her head.
Chen Weidong suddenly felt that this scene was terrifyingly familiar.
In his previous life, this was the day he gritted his teeth and admitted it.
Then I recognized him for a lifetime.
He realized that his wife died of illness, that his daughter hated him, and that he died of exhaustion in the work shed at the construction site.
Thinking of this, he clenched his fists suddenly.
This time, he denied it
