TGDS Chapter 27.2

Good Dad System [Arc 2] Chapter 27.2: Wealth Is Only Three Generations (23)

“When I saw your grandfather lying there and you were so young…”

 

“I’m not young anymore.” A boy of this age can’t bear what adults say: “You’re still a child, you’re still young.” Pei Shaoyang immediately interrupted his father.

 

“You are still in school.” Pei Naochun changed his words. “I suddenly realized that my escape was just an illusion. No one can shoulder these responsibilities for me, but I am too useless.” His free hand turned over on the table. Turning over the paper, his eyes looked a little sad.

 

 

“Didn’t you agree that I’ll help you?” Pei Shaoyang said suddenly.

 

“You should study hard now. How can you help me?” Pei Naochun smiled and messed up his son’s hair. Not to mention, a boy of this age does not have a hairstyle, and his hair is quite soft. As the old saying goes, soft hair has good temperament. .

 

Pei Shaoyang was very stubborn. He stood up, secretly stomped his feet to relieve the numbness in his legs, and reached out to organize the documents on the table: “I’m not going back to sleep anyway. I have the weekend off. You don’t want me to stand there too.”

 

“I can drive you away.”

 

“Then go ahead.” Pei Shaoyang crossed his hands on his chest and looked down at Pei Naochun., He couldn’t see his own expression, and he didn’t know how similar his expression was to his father’s usual arrogant face.

 

Their eyes met. If it were in the comics, there would probably have been some special effects of lightning bolts, but at this time the two were just confronting each other silently.

 

“Okay, bring your chair and sit next to me.” Pei Naochun admitted defeat.

 

Pei Shaoyang proudly dragged his chair over, sat beside his father, and began a difficult and long teaching—

 

“Look, the budget sheets made by finance are basically in this format. Don’t they have items at the top of the list? You can look back one by one… Yes, this debt ratio refers to…” Pei Shaoyang’s voice started out softly, pleasantly to the ear, “Dad, do you understand?”

 

Pei Naochun raised his head, his eyes as innocent as a child’s. Under his son’s expectant eyes, he shook his head resolutely: “I don’t understand.”

 

“You don’t understand this?” Pei Shaoyang wanted to be angry, but he suppressed it and forced a smile, “It’s okay, come, let’s talk about it again.” This is just the beginning.

 

“Dad, Dad! Why did you fall asleep again? What did you just hear? You said you don’t remember?”

 

“Isn’t this very simple? Look at the underlined part, do you understand it?…It’s okay, let me think about how to explain this.”

 

“It’s okay, tell me what else you don’t understand. I’ll take a look first. After I finish speaking, there’s probably something you still don’t understand? … Don’t tell me you don’t understand !”

 

The two of them turned a special family education into a drama of coming and going.

 

…

 

Not long after Pei Zhengxiong had eaten, he fell into a deep sleep on the bed. He had just recovered from a serious illness. The doctor and Uncle Zhang had communicated with the person below. The documents in the room had long been withdrawn. He could only rely on reading the news. To pass the time, but the current TV is really not to his taste. Sometimes he close his eyes and relax for a while, and then falls asleep.

 

As people get older, they sleep less and go to bed early and get angry earlier. He got up from the bed. It was still dark outside. Pei Zhengxiong looked at the time and saw that it was only twelve o’clock.

 

He was bored and planned to go downstairs for a walk. His health had improved a little in the past two days, and Uncle Zhang and his servants no longer stayed in his room overnight. He also had some free time of his own. It was cold at night, so he added more clothes as he went out, as soon as he opened the door, he saw the light coming from the corridor and the faint sound of voices.

 

Pei Zhengxiong was not a gossip, but the voice that spoke clearly belonged to his grandson, and the door opened was his son’s room. He walked slowly there, a little curious, wondering who could be so careless and not closing the door tightly, by the time he arrived at the door, the voice was already quite clear.

 

“Shaoyang, are you tired? If you are tired, why don’t you go and rest first.” It was Pei Naochun’s voice.

 

“I’m not tired. If you are tired, dad, let’s stop now and continue tomorrow…”

 

“Dad isn’t tired, I’m worried that you are tired!” Pei Naochun’s mouth was stubborn.

 

Pei Shaoyang’s voice was quite serious: “Since you’re not tired, Dad, let’s continue and finish at 1:30.” He sighed helplessly, “I’ve been talking for a long time, Dad, you haven’t remembered anything…”

 

As soon as he said this, Pei Naochun immediately surrendered: “I was wrong, it’s because Dad’s brain is not good, come on, you continue, Dad listen.”

 

“Okay, let’s continue…”

 

Pei Zhengxiong knew his grandson very well. He could hear the hint of success in Pei Shaoyang’s voice. He stood there and listened quietly. The small class inside started again. Pei Shaoyang experienced more than two hours of torture. In terms of teaching, he also made great progress and began to explain to his father with examples. He took a pillow from his bed and used the pillow to gently wake him up every time he fell asleep.

 

Pei Zhengxiong’s expression was quite serious. He didn’t go in and stood there motionless.

 

How old are you? You even need your own son to teach you how to run a group. Are you not ashamed? You still can’t understand after being lectured for a long time. You can’t answer such a simple question and you still feel sleepy? A three-year-old child knows to listen carefully in class, but at this age, he still cannot hold on.

 

He scolded one after another in his heart. He stayed in front of the door and stayed with him for a long time, even if his feet were sore, he did not leave.

 

When Shaoyang was a child, he was always by his side, obediently listening to him talk about the company, but now he was using this to teach Naochun.

 

Pei Zhengxiong listened a lot, but never disturbed the people inside. He put on his clothes and went back to his room.

 

He suddenly wanted to curse, he had wanted to learn it for a long time, but where was he? Only now did he know how hard it was, but he knew deep down in his heart that when he heard Shaoyang waking up Naochun again and again, what arose in his heart was not blame, but distress.

 

…

 

Pei Naochun, who stayed in the room, was speechless.

 

In the last world, he stood on the podium and scolded Fang Qiu, asking the children below him to listen to the class carefully, but in this world, he…

 

“Dad!”

 

“Hey, I understand! I got it!”