Chapter 1584 - 919: The "Kidnapper" Who Fell Into a Den of Wolves Gets Beaten for Nothing
Chapter 1584: Chapter 919: The "Kidnapper" Who Fell Into a Den of Wolves Gets Beaten for Nothing
Getting rejected while holding the foot target for his son, the little guy fails in his performance, and he’s always ready to take the blame. When has Jiang Jinsang ever felt so suppressed?
It’s because he’s his own son that he tolerates it. Otherwise...
He genuinely wants to take that foot target and smack him away.
Other parents wish their little Divine Beast would stay in tutoring classes all day, but as a father, he hopes the classes end early.
This time, Jiang Xiaowai is very invested in the performance and originally wanted to invite others to watch.
With Little Tuanzi not in Beijing, he set his sights on Jiang Chengsi.
"Fourth uncle, I have a performance, can you bring auntie and my little cousin to watch it?"
Jiang Chengsi was quite willing to go, but simply couldn’t find the time, so he promised to take him out for a feast another day.
After inviting countless people, all failed, with great-grandma struggling with mobility, and grandparents being too busy, he eventually had the idea to turn to the Qi Family...
That day, he pleaded with Jiang Jinsang to take him to his godmother’s house to play.
Boys at this age always love to show off their new treasures, so Jiang Xiaowai drove his electric tricycle scooter to the Qi Family.
Wearing little sunglasses, he dressed particularly sharply.
Even with his hair tousled by the wind, he was still stylish and cool.
You could almost believe he’s Jiang Chengsi’s son.
Qi Zeyan suspected that this little guy wasn’t there to invite them to watch a performance but purely to show off his motorcycle.
Because he was busy showing off his skills, he completely forgot the purpose of his outing and ended up freeloading dinner at his godmother’s house, then returned home contentedly.
Apparently, boys are born with a weakness for cars, and it was no different for Qi Family’s Little Juanmao, who envied Jiang Xiaowai’s car immensely.
He served Qi Zeyan tea and water, even helped massage his feet, and in the end, Qi Zeyan gifted him a flashy four-wheeled convertible children’s car.
Little Juanmao then invited Little Tuanzi from Jiang Chengsi’s family to come over to play with the car...
Jiang Chengsi couldn’t understand; with so many cars at home, one each day wouldn’t be the same for a month, yet she goes to others’ houses to see cars?
Does she not know who her dad is?
He’s nicknamed "Beijing’s Car King"!
Qi Zeyan joked: "Car King? Why not say Car God?"
Later, he realized, the origin lay in the motorcycle he gifted to Jiang Xiaowai, and it was a regretful choice.
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Soon it was the last day of Jiang Xiaowai’s summer tutorial class.
After two autumn showers days ago, the sky is bright, and the gentle breeze has dispelled the summer sultriness.
Jiang Jinsang and Tang Wan had already promised Xiaowai they’d go watch his performance and, upon arriving at the dojo, helped him change clothes and found a place to wait.
In no time, Jiang Shiyi’s family of three arrived, with attendees having already gathered on the field to prepare for the upcoming performance. Today, there were especially many parents present, many holding mobile phones, while some of the more professional ones brought DSLRs for photos.
"You guys came really early." As Jiang Shiyi sat down, his obsession with cleanliness kicked in, wiping the stool multiple times.
"Mutang is quite enthusiastic, and it’s the last day of the tutorial class."
Finally, Jiang Jinsang could liberate himself from the life of holding a foot target.
He sometimes even feels that raising children is just a process of self-torture.
Nowadays, it’s basically children learn something, and parents have to follow suit. If the child’s smart and sensible, it’s fine, but if not, just helping with homework can lead to premature balding.
"After the class, any plans? Head back to Pingjiang?" Lin Luyou was sitting right beside Tang Wan.
"We need to prepare for an exhibition, let’s wait until that’s over." Tang Wan’s gaze fell on her son.
"Going well? I don’t quite understand your work, can’t really help much."
"It’s going fine, now with venue setup, security and so forth, all handled by professional teams, but still need to coordinate and oversee things, pretty exhausting."
...
The group chatted off and on, soon it was time for the performance, with all trainees and coaches lined up to show their skills. Coaches and trainees with more hours needed to demonstrate more, as for Jiang Xiaowai...
Jiang Jinsang held his phone, ready to record his performance to show the old lady and Tang Lao later.
Turns out this little guy, always having him be the target dummy at home, his personal performance time aside from the group act was actually under 5 seconds.
Just went up and kicked the foot target a few times.
Was that it?
With this little effort, this kid managed to torment him for so long at home?
But Jiang Jinsang had specifically asked what he was going to perform, and his original words were: