Zhang Qibao has been a green turtle all his life.
It was not until the moment of his death that his wife maliciously told him that the four children were not his biological children.
After rebirth, Zhang Qibao only loved his own children.
My sister, my son, my nephew.
Small theater one:
Lu Wanwan: "Zhang Qibao, why are you so ruthless and ruthless? Does it really matter whether you are blood related or not?"
Zhang Qibao: "..."
Lu Wanwan: "Although the child is not your biological child, he still calls you daddy. After all these years, have you become a stone? Even if you have a dog, you should have feelings!"
Zhang Qibao: "..."
Lu Wanwan: "Everyone has to have feelings. Day by day, year by year, you wash and cook for them, and you don't recognize them even if you don't recognize them. Are you still a human being?"
Zhang Qibao: "..."
Small Theater 2:
Zhang Qibao: "Third sister, no matter who caused you pain, even if it is a close relative of flesh and blood, you must let go..."
Zhang Sanpan: "Who can I get along with and be fair in everything? I am willing to accept it if I am let down."
Zhang Qibao: "How can there be so much true love in this world? Even if it was true at the time, it would become colder more than ten years later..."
Zhang Sanpan: "At least the moment I fell in love, my heart was precious. After more than ten years, it has changed. It's not that I'm bad, but that he doesn't deserve it..."
Zhang Qibao: "Sister, you are really a love brain."
Zhang Sanpan: I'm not a romantic person. I just don't want to use the bad things of the present to completely deny the good things of the past. It's unnecessary and very childish.
Purpose: The most basic bottom line of being a human being is: protecting the cubs