Gong Jue's words made the cold air in the kitchen seem to shake.

However, Gong Ting still didn't say anything, only his dark and translucent eyebrows, almost the same as Gu Qiqi, raised slightly.

Gong Jue saw that the educational effect was equal to zero, and his anger increased slightly: "Gong Ting, don't think that you can stop treating yourself as a man when you are six years old! You..."

The reason why he was so angry was probably because he felt a little guilty about his choice at that time.

Use anger to conceal guilt.

Two people could only save one, and he ignored his own son for Niannian.

Even if Gong Ting didn't blame him, he secretly blamed himself, wishing he could trade one life for two lives at that time!

However.

Gong Ting raised his lips lightly this time: "Gong Jue, don't be so naive. Do you still judge if I am a man? Besides, I didn't blame you."

This time it was Gong Jue's turn to be stunned.

"What do you... mean?" Gong Jue frowned.

"It's not interesting. I'm not as fragile as you thought. Even if I were you, I would have saved Niannian's sister first." Gong Ting said calmly, "What's more, Niannian has saved me once on the Ferris wheel. If Niannian hadn't been Niannian today, I might not be able to come down from the Ferris wheel alive. It's time to save my sister."

He had no weapons around him, and he could not defeat Wu Chi's eight robbers.

It was Niannian's poison that brought with her sister Niannian to save them.

Gong Jue was shocked when he heard this.

It turned out that he had blamed his son wrongly.

The son did not blame him, nor did he feel unhappy that he saved Niannian.

My son's care and protection for Niannian is comparable to his.

My son even called that little breast-pack sister!

Gong Jue's heart gradually became relieved, and his face dissipated.

"Then why did you do not say anything while you were just like a dull gourd along the way?" Gong Jue rubbed his hair angrily.

Gong Ting turned his head and avoided disgust: "I'm thinking."

"What are you thinking about?" Gong Jue's lips twitched violently. Madan, the child is getting older, and the team is getting harder and harder to lead, and he is still thinking about his own little thoughts.

Gong Ting looked like he was too lazy to tell you: "Are you sure you want to listen?"

Gong Jue: "I'm listening to my son's thoughts, are there any problems?"

Gong Ting: "I am considering starting tomorrow, following the adjutant Lu to learn shooting, practice abdominal muscles, study Wuqin opera, and then learning medicine from the young lady, follow..."

Gong Jue's eyes became more and more surprised, and his breathing became deeper and deeper: "..."

Damn, this guy is very ambitious!!!

Wait, why don’t Mao learn something from him?

Gong Jue: "I can teach you how to shoot."

Gong Ting glanced at him with disgust: "You are a wanted criminal now. Can you enter the shooting room of the Commander-in-Chief's Office?"

Gong Jue's lips twitched violently: "I have eight abdominal muscles!"

Gong Ting disagreed: "I don't want to become a brainless muscular man, I just want to exercise my physical strength appropriately."

Gong Jue: "..."

What a bad guy, I feel like a brainless muscular man!

After enduring, in order to protect the brat's self-esteem and desire for knowledge, Gong Jue finally endured his anger and resentment and spoke in a muffled voice: "Why did you suddenly remember to practice these things? Don't you always like to think about robotic electronic instruments?"

Gong Ting lowered his eyes and bit his lip: "Because I want to become stronger."

Although his favorite thing was hacking technology, his talent was more suitable for literary combat and not for military combat.

On the Internet, he is a top hacker who can make the Internet mainland shake a few times.

But in reality, he is too weak to compete with others for physical strength.

Gong Ting took a deep breath. The reason why he was silent along the way was because he had been silently making up his mind to become stronger.
Chapter completed!