The stern father smiled and said, "If you always want to be quiet, it's not easy?" Find a place you like and build a house and move in it, it's just that Mr. Cao is a life of concern; the juniors in the family are worried about the matter.

Mr. Cao chuckled helplessly, and shook his head, and there was a bit of bitterness on his face.

"I think too, who made the juniors at home not be able to do anything? If you don't keep an eye on them for a while, you'll be fine! Your father retired early and enjoyed his happiness. The burden was thrown to the couple in the mountains, and he lived his own leisure."

"You can, too." As long as you want.

Old Master Yan glanced at him, and it was hard to argue with him during the Chinese New Year, so he shut up.

Mr. Cheng sneered, "He still wants to be idle? His juniors are not bad, and his grandchildren are like monkeys. Yesterday, there was something wrong with New Year's Eve. Old Cao was woken up in the middle of the night, called me and woke me up to accompany him."

"What big thing happened? It's worth waking you up in the middle of the night?" People are old and have less light sleep. Once they wake up, it's difficult to fall asleep.

Therefore, Mr. Yan frowned when he judged others by himself. None of the younger generations in his family would come to wake him up in the middle of the night, unless it was a matter of life and death. Why is the Cao family still so virtuous?

Mr. Cheng said, "What else can you do? The one in the middle of his family is causing trouble. He beat him up and his face is covered with blood. He has been in the hospital in the New Year and has many connections there. Although he is not as good as Lao Cao, he should not be underestimated."

"How to solve it?" Mr. Yan was most concerned about this.

"I'm just paying for the money and giving me a gift. I'm sent to the hospital for a woman. The grandson of the Cao family is famous in the compound. I'm angry with the beauty. I haven't had such a thing happen in our compound for years." Mr. Cheng shook his head and sighed. No matter how hard my ancestors worked, it would be a shame for the younger generation to be unable to do anything!

Their generation has created better living conditions and a starting point for their future generations. In this way, they are incomparable to those children who have suffered. Who can I argue with? I can only beat my son and scold my grandson.

Mr. Yan glanced at his embarrassing old comrade-in-arms and advised: "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. There are always people above him, but they cannot grow up quickly. It is better to let go of their hands and let them fight hard. If they have no support in their hearts, they will naturally know how to stand up."

Many people only work hard when no one depends on them, such as people of their generation; who should they rely on at that time? They can only join the army and go to the battlefield with full of resentment towards the invaders. No one knows whether they can go back alive in the next moment, nor whether their comrades, friends, and relatives around them will see them again in the next moment.

This is reality.

All they can do is to fight a good war and kill more invaders.

"I know." Mr. Cao smiled bitterly, with sadness in his eyebrows, "But the younger generations are not good enough, and they will wait for me to leave one day. What do you think they should do?"

"What can I do? If you can pick up your rice bowl, you can't. If you don't have the ability, you put down your rice bowl and watch others eat. You just worry too much and think about everything for them. Instead, they don't want to use your brain. Your group of grandchildren should teach you well, and don't worry..." Mr. Cheng joked for a moment and continued, "When we, the immortals, all of us, left, what can they end up in the end?"

How come Mr. Cao didn’t know this truth? He just couldn’t let it go.

"It's easier said than done!" The sigh made people sigh, and there were too many helplessness and practical factors that could not be freed from. "If they are smarter one by one, I won't be able to let go of my hands."

In response to this, Mr. Cheng had no choice but to shake his head. The leaders of the other families were shorter in generations, and he didn't know how to comfort Mr. Cao. The relationship was good, but that was just a few old men. If their younger generations spoke, the meaning would be different.

Mr. Yan spoke to break the deadlock, "Instead of sighing, it's better to think about how to transform it! It really doesn't work... I'll throw it into the army, the army is a melting pot; I can adapt and release it in it, and then let them go out to explore. People! I still have to experience more things to grow."

Speaking of this, he was particularly experienced; when his eldest grandson was in his early teens, he was afraid that the Yan family would be uneasy to hand it over to him, and he was always uneasy. When his eldest grandson came back from the countryside, he suddenly felt relieved, that was the peace of mind that Yan Rushan grew up.

"Old Cheng is right. When people have support, they always subconsciously rely on people they can rely on. When no one can rely on them and want to be independent and self-reliant, they find that they have lost at the starting line and are far behind their peers. Lao Cao! Children and grandchildren need to be in pain, but it is not your way of suffering. They have thought of everything for them, but they can't bear to suffer a little grievance and suffering."

"The mentality they have mastered will become unscrupulous, become lazy, and rely more and more on you. Anyway, you will clean up the mess for them."

"Look at my Dashan and Xiaohai. In the past, in order to keep a low profile, he deliberately did not focus on cultivating Xiaohai. However, when the opportunity came, Xiaohai seized it. Although it was not an important position, it would not have a good future. But at least he could be self-sufficient and not worry about him in everything at home."

"Look at my mountain again. I've been to the countryside for many years. Those people in the courtyard don't like me. Who doesn't say that staying in the countryside is a waste, what's the result? As soon as the opportunity comes, Dashan returns to the city. Now he is doing business with a good impression."

"But don't be too sad, your family has a strong man; Cao Zheng's child is a good one, you can focus on training. Although it is a little late to enter the political field now, it can be of some use." Many of the Cao family's connections are in the hands of Mr. Cao's sons, and the grandchildren cannot support the main points. These connections have not been handed over at all so far.

Cao Zheng used to be a careless person and was not valued; now it is different. Although doing business is far away from the center of power, it is also the safest. Maybe when the Cao family needs Cao Zheng to take action, who can tell these things accurately?

Mr. Cao was heartbroken when he heard this. Cao Zheng's grandson followed Yan Rushan, but now he looked like a human being. In the past, he was also worried about the white-haired naughty child. Beating and scolding was useless. He threw it into the army for a while and then began to sprout in solid state. He was like this again and again, and was disappointed again and again, and had to give up his grandson.

However, the Cao family really has no grandchildren to take charge.

"Cao Zheng is good. This child is also a successful person now. Lao Cao, you can focus on cultivating it." Mr. Cheng followed and persuaded him.

If you are taller among the short guys, there is always someone who can barely take the blame?
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