Counting on his fingers, he found that disputes between parents and children who liked to play games had existed in China for 40 years.
In the 1980s, many game halls had sprung up in cities. Later, the Internet cafes were regarded as scourges by adults and the government. Then, personal computers and broadband were popularized. If you wanted to play games, you could play them at home. Now, mobile games were faintly replacing computer games. The disputes between children and their parents about games were always at the forefront of the storm.
Zhang Zian himself was part of this trend. He had also gone to the Internet cafes and played online games with his college classmates. He had also been attracted by the twists and turns of single-player games on his personal PC. When he stepped into society, he had little time to play games. There was only one game left on his phone that had changed his life.
Even his father, who had expected better from him, might have been a bad child in the eyes of his parents when he was young. Now, he was trying his best to scare the chubby boy about the disadvantages of always playing games. There was no lack of exaggerated words, just like what his father had said when he pulled him out of the game hall by his ear. It was exactly the same as what his father had said when he pulled him out of the game hall.
What was that saying again?
When I grow up, I will become you.
This was originally none of Zhang Zian's business. No matter how much he added to the drama in his heart, he was always a passerby watching the fun. However, perhaps because he had returned from Egypt, he was inexplicably implicated.
"You play games all day and don't know how to study. What will you do when you grow up? You can't enter a big company, you can't be a civil servant. You can only work for the boss like me. Even on the weekends, you have to work overtime. Every day, you're as tired as a dog. Or … You can open a roadside shop like this. There is no tomorrow. What future do you have in the future? Do you want to spend your days like this? You can't even find a wife! "
It was one thing for the man to educate his own child, but when he said that, he casually waved his hand at Zhang Zian, using him as a negative example.
Zhang Zian was depressed. Sitting at home, the blame fell from the sky.
However, what the man said was actually not wrong. No one knew better than Zhang Zian how unstable a roadside shop like his was. No matter how bright it looked on the surface, a gust of wind could capsize the boat. Parents didn't expect their children to be rich and powerful, but at least they didn't have to worry about food and clothing, and they could live a peaceful life. Entering a big company and becoming a civil servant was equivalent to adding insurance.
The fat boy glanced at him and suddenly showed a disdainful look. He then turned his head and said, "I won't open a roadside shop! You don't know, but I'm really good at games. My classmates all want to hug my thighs and beg me to bring them up! In the future, I want to be a professional esports player and become a world champion. After I retire, I want to be a game streamer and earn millions a month! I can also get a lot of little fangirls. I won't be single! "
F * ck me! If they weren't from the same family, they wouldn't enter the same door. This father and son pair, one more heart-wrenching than the other!
Zhang Zian wanted to cry but had no tears.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Little fangirl? What are you thinking about at such a young age? " The man poked the fat boy's head with his finger, but his tone was full of joy. Maybe he felt that his son was quite ambitious. "In short, you are not allowed to play with your mobile phone today. Boys should run outside more. It's not appropriate to stay at home all day and play with your mobile phone!"
The fat boy pouted and muttered, "What's the use of running outside? It's not like I can practice my hand speed …"
The man raised his hand to hit him, but he was just trying to scare him. He was reluctant to hit him. "What's the use? Write the observation homework that your teacher assigned. Don't drag your feet all day! I'm telling you, I'm not going to help you write it, and don't go and beg your mother. It's useless! Just write it yourself! "
The man had made up his mind. No matter how the fat boy threw a tantrum, he would not return the phone to him. He put it in his pocket. Just then, the bus arrived. The man hurriedly got on the bus and glared at the fat boy through the window.
The fat boy's face was full of bitterness. He sighed one after another, and the flesh on his cheeks fell down.
However, Zhang Zian saw it and was quite happy in his heart. He deserved it! Who told you to diss me! He hoped that the observation homework assigned by the teacher was as difficult as possible. It was best to observe the moon for 30 days and then draw it, or count 100 million grains of rice!
Jiang Feifei ran out of the aquarium and asked him what kind of strange fish it was, as well as the habits of this fish. She had to make a sticker and stick it on the aquarium tank, or the customers would definitely ask.
Zhang Zian followed her into the aquarium and introduced her to the knowledge of the long-bodied lungfish. He also took the opportunity to see how his precious corals were reproducing.
The air conditioner could be turned off in the pet shop, but not in the aquarium. After all, there were sea angels, sea anemones, and tiger snails. These species needed to survive in a low temperature that was close to zero degrees. The closer it was to summer, the more the chiller and air conditioner could not be turned off. Otherwise, they would die in minutes.
When he was redecorating the room, he deliberately strengthened the thermal insulation of the walls and roof to maintain the indoor temperature as much as possible.
After explaining the necessary things to Jiang Feifei, he walked out of the aquarium and planned to go back to the pet shop to help clean up.
At this time, he saw that the fat boy had not left yet. He just changed his place and ran to the door of a closed shop next door. He looked up very seriously and whispered as he looked.
What is he looking at? Is there money on the glass or a treasure map?
Zhang Zian's curiosity was aroused. He hesitated for a moment and looked into the shop. He found that the staff had already cleaned up quickly. It seemed that they did not need his help. After all, they had done this when he was in Egypt.
So, he pretended to pass by and walked over. He found an excuse to strike up a conversation. "This shop closed a few days ago. The owner went back to his hometown to get married. He won't be open for business. Don't wait."
The fat boy was too engrossed in staring and did not notice that Zhang Zian had come over. At first, he was a little shocked. After seeing that it was Zhang Zian, his eyes showed an expression that said, "So it's this useless fish." He snorted and said, "Pfft! I know! I don't need you to remind me! The word 'transfer' is written in such a big way. How could I not see it? "
Through the conversation between the father and son, Zhang Zian had long understood what kind of character and way of speaking this fat boy was. He resisted the urge to beat him up and asked, "Then what are you looking at?"
"What does it have to do with you?" The fat boy glanced at him suspiciously.
"Don't say it like that. It's not something valuable." Zhang Zian laughed dryly.
The fat boy pouted and raised his head. "If you want to look at it, look at it. Just don't look at it so much that you can't pull it out."
Zhang Zian followed his line of sight.
"…"
It was a fat caterpillar.
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