Where is it cruel? Where is it cruel!

Also, is it the meaning of caring for you?

Song Zhiqing had goose bumps all over her body, which made her feel creepy.

He raised his head and looked at Song Zhiyuan. There was no smile in the other party's eyes. He gradually lost the battle. He said with a bitter face: "Brother, don't squeeze me. Isn't this look miserable enough? Is it even more miserable to lose my life!"

He has nothing left.

Song Zhiyuan said: "You are unwilling to become a useless person from now on. You can seek medical treatment and medicine. But if you ask the Taoist monks to do something for you, that is just a wrong way and just a joke. You are also a scholar. You should be very clear and clear. If you rely on this, all diseases can be eliminated. What doctors do in this world are enough to burn incense and seek God. What you do is just deceiving yourself."

Song Zhiqing clenched his fists, pursed his lips, and after a while, he smiled bitterly: "It's my fault."

Song Zhiyuan glanced at him lightly and said, "It doesn't mean to me that you admit your mistakes or not. Third brother, don't forget that you are a man and a father. You have to bear your wife's wife's house for being unfaithful. If you are not kind to your children, you want to see your children be timid and fear all day long?"

Song Zhiqing was silent.

"The Song family will not treat Zhou'er and others indifferently, but you are the father, and your children are indispensable to your upbringing. Imagine when you were in Shanxi, you got along with them, but now, you are only afraid and panic without getting close to you?"

Song Zhiqing's whole body was stiff.

"The same thing, you want to ask for medical treatment and seek famous doctors. It's OK, but I don't want any Taoist monks or other people to enter the mansion, which makes the mansion smoky and chaotic, and you're also sensible." Song Zhiyuan said coldly: "If you want to ask, you can travel far at any time, you can just look for a paradise to recuperate, and I'll say that."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Song Zhiqing watched him go out, his eyes full of resentment and resentment, and he pounded his unconscious lower body a few times.

He hates it so much!

When Shen came in, he saw this scene. His eyes drooped, and he walked over, pulled the blanket that he had slipped down to his legs, and said, "Master, it's time for you to take medicine."

Song Zhiqing grabbed her wrist and stared at her and asked viciously: "Do you think I have become a useless person? I have no hope in this life?"

Shen looked at him, silently pulled his hand down, and said, "It doesn't matter how I think. It depends on what the master thinks. There are many things that people can do. If you can't become an official, you can also do other things, such as teaching and educating people, editing books and making classics, or studying piano, chess, calligraphy and painting."

"You talk as easy as they think. You just stand and speak without a headache. You are not the one who is useless. Naturally, you speak lightly. This inconvenience in movement has blocked countless possibilities." Song Zhiqing grinded his teeth.

A person needs to serve even the most basic thing like going to the toilet. Just let go of his hands and feet, how many achievements can he achieve?

Shen heard the resentment in his words and thought to himself who can I blame?

She glanced at Song Zhiqing, who was full of reluctance, and said, "The master still needs to cheer up. The children still need your teachings. You have also passed the serious imperial examination, right? You just need to teach Zhou'er and the others while you are recuperating?"

Song Zhiqing didn't speak, with gloomy eyebrows and eyes, and didn't know what he was thinking.
Chapter completed!