"Xiaosi, your wives don't seem to welcome me!" Zhang Zhidong smiled.
"No way, they are uncomfortable!" Li Si quibbled hurriedly.
"Go, I can see it more clearly than you!" Zhang Zhidong snorted, and then said: "Forget it, I changed my mind. I don't plan to take your second son away right away!"
"Ah?! Really?!" Li Si looked at Zhang Zhidong excitedly.
"Hey, of course it's true!" Zhang Zhidong nodded and said, "After all, the child is still young, so I plan to ask for someone when he is five years old!"
"That's it!" Li Si was stunned and roughly understood what he meant. The child was too young and difficult to feed. After all, mother and child were closely related by flesh and blood, and he couldn't separate the mother and child. So he chose to give birth to the child when he was five years old, around that time.
Enlightenment education can begin, and at that time, the child's intelligence begins to be developed. If taken away too early, it will not only increase the burden on yourself and Yao Min, but also have no effect.
"What? I'm not satisfied. Why don't I take the child away as soon as he comes out?" Zhang Zhidong's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning.
"Ah, no no no!" Li Si shook his head immediately.
Later, Li Si told his wives about the matter, and Shangguan Wan'er and others all showed happy smiles. At least they didn't have to be separated from their children as soon as they were born. Several people could be said to be grateful to Zhang Zhidong.
After Zhang Zhidong had a good meal at the Li family, he chose to leave. Li Xiaohu made a special trip back from Afghanistan. Firstly, he wanted to see his sister Li Qingya, whom he had not met yet, and also to visit his mother.
Su Rou, the second step is to look at some mothers who are pregnant with their younger brothers and sisters.
Su Rou was the happiest when Li Xiaohu came back. After all, he was her own child. Su Rou ordered the kitchen to prepare delicious food. She was afraid that Xiaohu would not be able to eat nutritious dishes because he was traveling in Afghanistan. Li Si and Li Xiaohu drank two glasses.
People were talking about some general trends in the world. The father and son now almost have a common language. One person controls the terrorist forces in the world, and the other controls China's thousands of troops.
What Li Si said to Li Xiaohu at the dinner table was almost the same as what Leng Shaobai told him. It was nothing more than telling Li Xiaohu to adjust the direction of conflicts. If there are no conflicts, an organization cannot survive. Now the base
The organization has been unified and needs to return to the general direction. The so-called general direction is to target Western hegemony and gain support from the big guys in the Middle East.
"Dad, I know all this!" Li Xiaohu nodded and said, "Uncle Leng has already told me. I will do my part well!"
"When did those things become your duty?" Li Si snorted and said, "I still expect you to inherit my mantle. When will I be able to take away the shitty things with a kick of my legs after a hundred years?
Therefore, you must inherit my mantle properly. As for Leng Shaobai’s things, you can treat them as part-time jobs."
"Dad..." Li Xiaohu frowned.
"Xiaohu, your father is right!" Su Rou walked over lightly at this time and said: "That is a terrorist organization after all. Although it is powerful, your foundation is too shallow. You only rely on some countries in the Middle East.
and the support of wealthy businessmen, you have no territory of your own. Once the Western countries concentrate on dealing with you, then your doom will come. If you inherit your father's mantle, at least you have such a huge backing support from China, no matter what, you will not
