Wang Lang carried Du Hao out of the door. Tong Yaru's car was out of gas. The two of them took a taxi outside and stuffed Du Hao into the back door. Wang Lang sat in the co-pilot.

The driver has gray temples and is quite old.

Seeing Wang Lang with a heavy face, Tong Yaru, who was crying and Qigao, who was unconscious with a swollen face.

The driver handed Wang Lang a cigarette, and Wang Lang glanced at Tong Yaru in the back seat and refused. The driver did not smoke either.

The journey is relatively long.

Halfway through, the driver finally spoke, "Is this your child?"

Wang Lang smiled and didn't say anything.

The driver sighed, "The child is at this age when he is rebellious. Judging from your appearance, he should be from a good family. If you find the child at Haisheng International, the child must have done something that makes you very angry."

Wang Lang didn't say anything and handed Tong Yaru a piece of tissue.

The driver smiled and said, "I also have a child, who is on the same side as your children. Seeing that your children are still looking good, they should not be considered a particularly bad person, but the bastard in our family is very bad.

I used to do business and made a lot of money. Later, I got married and had children. When I had the bastard in our family, I felt very motivated when I saw him. I treated him as my everything. I gave him whatever he wanted. I wanted to give him all the stars in the sky.

At that time, I was stupid and felt that I had money. Even if something happened, I could use money to settle it. I let my children grow wildly and didn't teach him how to be a human being.

When he was fifteen, he fell in love with a girl. Later I found out that the girl was at the bar and he had spent all the money for the girl and even came to steal the family's money.

But the woman was a liar, and I finally found out and exposed it. The silly boy in my family didn't believe it until I took him to catch the bag and saw that woman and other men in bed. He stopped.

I thought the matter would end here, but I never expected that he brought a group of friends to crack the man and woman, and later I spent a lot of money to add this pit.

I slapped him in the face, but he has held a grudge against me since then and never went home.

When he was in high school, he met a teacher with strict management. Once the teacher said a few words to him, and the next day he sent the teacher's son to the hospital.

I was also angry at that time, and the teacher called me to talk and almost beat the teacher. Later, the principal came forward to settle the matter. After paying the money, the matter was over.

But after that, he became even worse because he felt that something happened, and my father would wipe his butt. Over time, he felt like I owe him, just like he did something wrong because of me, and I had to bear all the consequences.

I was busy doing business a day and didn't bother with him. He also dropped out of school and raised money with a few friends to open a bar.

I can make money myself and my back is tough, but what he doesn't know is that I have led his customers to me.

After that, he never called me dad, nor went home. His mother, his grandfather, and his grandmother were also very fond of him.

Until one day, the police came to me and said that my son had killed someone.

At first I didn't believe it, no matter how naughty my son was, he wouldn't kill anyone.

But the evidence of the police investigation was there, and the evidence was as strong as a mountain. I also saw the photos of the killed children, which were about the same age as my son.

The child's girlfriend was taken aback by my son. My son wanted to get the girl, but they didn't agree. My son was furious and forced the girl to kill the boy. The wound was covered with glue, which was terrible.

The boy's family was not well off and he was also the pillar of the family.

My children are children, how come other people's children are not children? They are all the flesh of their parents' hearts.

From the beginning, I never thought that because my pampering would bring such disasters to other people's families, I am a sinner.

Most of the children's personality depends on their parents, and the most important thing is how parents educate their children.

I am an incompetent father, a sinner, and a murderer's father.

My son fled for three months, and then secretly ran home and sought my help. He wanted me to send him abroad. I asked him to sleep first and told him that I had everything. I didn't sleep all night in my living room. It was the most painful night I spent in my long life. Before dawn, I handed him over to the police. The look I looked at me when my son was taken away by the police is still unforgettable.

Just like a demon staring at you, it's hard for me to imagine that I would educate such a son.

I compensated the family of the deceased, and the business partner heard that my son was a murderer, and they all withdrew their investments and stopped cooperating. Can you imagine that? A few years ago, the office building was mine, and now I can only watch it, drive a taxi, and spend a day with food and clothing.

At the bottom of it, my current death penalty for my son and the life of that innocent child are all because of me, because of my excessive pampering, that he has embarked on a path of no return.”

After talking about everything about him, the driver lowered the car window, and the cold wind ruthlessly swept the face of this man who was destroyed by time.

The driver wanted to smoke, so he stopped his fingers on the cigarette box, looked at Tong Yaru from the rearview mirror, and finally withdrew his hand.

He sighed lightly, "I think you are still young, your children are still young, they should be younger than my son. When you can still educate them, just don't spoil him anymore.

For poor and rich girls, boys, naughty ones, you should play appropriately and play more. The old saying goes, it’s not too late to beat big filial sons and big thieves, and it’s not too late to make up for the siege. Don’t wait until something really happens before regretting it. It’s too late, so you can only send a white-haired person to a black-haired person.”

Wang Lang and Tong Yaru didn't speak.

Wang Lang has no children and has never married, and has never thought of this, but Wang Lang's future children will definitely suffer a lot.

Tong Yaru listened to this. Looking back on the past, she was indeed too spoiled by Du Hao and would meet everything she asked for.

The driver sighed again, took the teacup with wolfberry from the side and drank it, laughed at himself, "Don't think I'm nagging, I really don't want this kind of thing to happen again."

"No, you're right."

After the car drove to the suburbs and sent it to the place, the driver looked absent when he saw the Du family compound. He turned around and looked at the few people riding in surprise. He never expected that the person pulled in the car was from Tianlan City's business and the Du family, the leader of the underworld.

Get off the car and pay, the driver drove away.

Wang Lang carried Du Hao into it, and Tong Yaru followed behind him for some reason.

When it was about to reach Tong Yaru's yard, Wang Lang and Mr. Du collided. Mr. Du frowned and looked at Du Hao with a wounded face, and asked in a deep voice, "What's going on?"
Chapter completed!