Watching his father's furious messages, Zhang Wei grinned and let out a carefree chuckle.
Accompanying the laughter.
His phone also dinged non-stop, with his father sending more messages.
[Silly Dad]: Son, send the money again, send it to my account.
[Silly Dad]: Son, why aren't you talking, are you transferring money to me?
[Silly Dad]: Son, is my phone broken, why am I not receiving any notifications about money from you?
[Silly Dad]: Son, my phone must be broken, right? It must be, because you wouldn't not send me a birthday red envelope, would you, my dear son.
[Silly Dad]: Son, where are you!! Reply to my message quickly.
[Silly Dad]: Fine, you ungrateful son, you actually aren't replying to your kind father's messages. Is this the child I raised with so much hardship, feeding you with my own hands? You're already abusing your father at 20 years old?
[Silly Dad]: Heh, who says children are for old age support? I'll never believe it again. Look at this ungrateful son of mine, he doesn't even reply to his old father's messages. All this raising was for nothing!! For nothing!! Crying.jpg
[Silly Dad]: Beast! I should have shot you on the wall back then, squirting you with a water gun. Face squirt.jpg
[Silly Dad]: Damn son, I advise you to reply to my message within three seconds, otherwise, you'll face the consequences. Believe it or not, I'll make you fatherless today, a single-parent family! Knife to the throat roaring.jpg
[Silly Dad]: Son!! My red envelope!! My birthday red envelope! Ma Jingtao roaring.jpg
Moments later.
The WeChat dinging sound disappeared.
His father's messages stopped coming.
Zhang Wei looked down at his phone: "Huh, Dad stopped so quickly this time? Rare..."
As Zhang Wei was speaking, just as he was about to reply.
Ring ring.
The phone rang instantly.
Caller ID - Silly Dad.
Suddenly, his father, seeing that Zhang Wei wasn't replying to his messages, called him directly.
As soon as the call was connected.
A magnetic baritone voice instantly came from the phone, a voice that, judging by its sound alone, exuded mature masculinity.
"Son!! My red..."
Before his father could finish speaking, Zhang Wei heard a "beep" and hung up the phone.
Zhang Wei's father's mouth twitched.
Then.
Zhang Wei's father made over ten calls in a row, all of which were hung up. Finally, Zhang Wei's father sneered and borrowed a passerby's phone to call.
Seeing an unknown number, Zhang Wei answered.
"Hello, who is this?" Zhang Wei replied politely.
"I am your father!"
Zhang Wei's father said with a chuckle.
Zhang Wei's mouth twitched, this old man only knew how to take advantage of him every day.
Casually, Zhang Wei slowly said:
"You can't be my dad. My loving father died in Iraq in the early hours of yesterday morning. I saw it with my own eyes. My dad's head was blown off by a missile, and his body is still cold."
"That's right, I am your father who died in battle, and I'm calling you now to pass on a message."
"Stop passing messages, Dad, you should hurry up and reincarnate."
"No, I still have one wish unfulfilled, and I cannot rest in peace. I cannot swallow this anger."
"If you can't swallow this anger, Dad, force it down. Hurry up and return to the heavens, so I can peacefully inherit your meager fortune."
"I won't! I cannot rest in peace. If you don't fulfill my wish, I will become a ghost and follow you, watching you poop, watching you eat, watching you watch adult films and masturbate in the middle of the night, making you restless."
Facing his father's words.
Zhang Wei slowly replied: "Turtle jelly..."
Instantly, the phone went quiet, and he heard a choking cough as if he had swallowed water.
Immediately after.
Zhang Wei's father stopped fussing and quickly said politely:
"Son, don't be angry. It's been a while since I've seen you, I was just joking. We don't need the birthday red envelope anymore. It's just a small amount of money, how can it compare to my father-son love for you."
"Let's talk business, son. I'm looking for you today to ask if you've heard that you've reconnected with Xiao Lin."
Upon his words.
Zhang Wei was a little surprised:
"Hmm? Dad, how do you know I'm in contact with Xiao Mantou?"
"Damn! You really are in contact? You unfilial son, you didn't even tell your dad about such a major life event."
"What's there to say? It's just being in contact with Xiao Mantou, it's not a big deal."
"This isn't a big deal? My son and daughter-in-law are back in touch, and there's hope for remarriage. This is a huge matter!!"
Regarding his father's words.
Zhang Wei was somewhat at a loss for words, a mix of laughter and tears.
He knew that when he was in junior high and high school, after he started dating Qiu Xiaolin, his father had already considered Qiu Xiaolin his future daughter-in-law.
It was just that something happened later.
He and Qiu Xiaolin broke up.
But his father didn't stop caring about him and Qiu Xiaolin, always asking about reconciliation from time to time. If it weren't for him going to college later, his father would have gradually stopped asking.
"Dad, it's nothing between me and Xiao Mantou. We just met a while ago, and we've been in touch. It's not what you think."
"I don't believe you, I don't listen, I want a daughter-in-law, I want to hold my granddaughter."
Zhang Wei's father said directly:
"I don't care, I want to hold my granddaughter. You can get pregnant before marriage, or snatch one, just give me a granddaughter. Remember, I want a granddaughter, not a grandson. Grandchildren are difficult to raise, granddaughters are like close little cotton-padded jackets."
Zhang Wei was amused and exasperated: "Dad, why do you want a granddaughter again? Are you competing with Uncle Li again?"
He knew his father had a friend, Uncle Li, who often bragged to his dad since he had a granddaughter.
Because of this.
Ever since he started college, his dad had been nagging him about wanting a granddaughter. Even when Zhang Wei was only in his first year, he already wanted to hold his granddaughter.
Even.
He didn't hesitate to secretly puncture all the Durex condoms he had bought.
At that time, his father's reason was that the family wasn't short of money, and it wasn't necessary for Zhang Wei to study hard and make a lot of money. All they needed was to hold a granddaughter as soon as possible.
"Ahem, I'm not competing. I just suddenly want to hold my granddaughter. What's wrong, son? You didn't give me my birthday red envelope, and you won't even give me a granddaughter?"
In his words.
Zhang Wei's father said resentfully:
"Uncle Li's granddaughter is held out and paraded around every day, but me? I can only take a Corgi out, and when the Corgi sees a dog on the road, it rushes to mate. It's really embarrassing."
"Son, will I see my precious granddaughter in my lifetime?"
"Son, how about this, you go for IVF? I'll give you money, and you can go get an embryo and have a granddaughter."
"Anyway, I don't care. Before you graduate from college, you must give me a daughter. I've said it, and I'm done. Your mother is coming over."
Before hanging up the phone.
Zhang Wei seemed to have thought of something and said directly:
"Dad, are you sure you don't want me to send you a birthday red envelope again?"
"No need. Compared to a granddaughter, what's a birthday red envelope..."
Before Zhang Wei's father could finish speaking, he heard Zhang Wei say:
"The birthday red envelope I just sent to Mom was 100,000."
Instantly.
Zhang Wei's father's tone changed: "Son, I don't want a granddaughter anymore, please be sure to transfer my birthday red envelope to me."