The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Jomo Maple is really a little unacceptable right now, when he was a kid, at his mother's house, those people were calling him a bastard behind his back, saying that his father didn't know who he was.

Anyway, whatever he said, at that time he would kiss his mother, his father went somewhere, why didn't he stay with them, and the answer was that his father had passed away, or something else.

Once or twice, he didn't feel much, but if he kept saying that, he thought his father was really dead, as if after he was five years old, he never asked about the fatherhood, anything about the father.

But whenever he sees another child, he's disappointed and lonely, you know?

Now she came to tell herself that his father was alive and well.

Jomo Maple said he really couldn't accept the fact.

“So? What are your thoughts after this information?” Joe Tian looked at Jomo Maple's faint mouth and asked.

Many times they get along, more like a couple of forgetful years than fathers and sons.

Jomo Maple looked down, and when he lifted it, it was all serious: "Dad, I can't accept it. Whatever their reason, I can't accept it.” When he needed a father, he didn't show up, and now he doesn't need a father, and he comes to himself, and in this way, what is this?

Joe Tian looked at Joe Mo Feng helplessly: “Maple, the things you decided to do, Dad wouldn't interfere, but there are things that aren't as simple as you think, listen to what they say, maybe you'll know more. ”

Jomo Feng silenced for a moment and shook his head resolutely: "Dad, I don't want to see them, not one of them. ”

“What do you want to do?” Joe Mo Feng's decision was unexpected and unexpected.

“I want to go to Martial Arts. ”

Joe Tian frowned and looked at Joe Mo Feng: "Have you thought it through? After martial arts goes in, you have to go through the tier level to get out. ”

“Well, I figured it out.” Jomo Maple nodded.

“No regrets? ”

“No, Dad. Actually, I know everything about my mother. I'm afraid she came back to see me this time because of that man, right?” Jomo Feng firmly said that he looked at Joe Tian and asked seriously.

“You know what?”

“Well, I know, I hear people say my mother can't live to be 35.” Joe Mo Feng lowered his eyes and looked calm, but that's what made Joe Tian so worried.

“Maple her...”

“Dad, I know what you're trying to say, but my mother is the kind of person I know, whether it's about her or my own father, she thinks she's made up her mind for me, and she never thought about my feelings.” After so many things, Jomo Maple is no longer the foolish child he once understood.

“Since it's your decision, then I respect your decision and go back and tell your mother.” If Qiao Tianhuan wanted to persuade him, he swallowed back and looked at Qiao Mo Feng's stubborn appearance. Qiao Tianhuan was a little helpless.

“Thank you, Dad. ”

“Let's go back. ”

“Okay.”

After they went back, they went straight to Ning Mengyao. When they heard that Joe Mo Feng had chosen to go to Wu Tang at this time, she couldn't help but frown: “Maple, have you decided? ”

Jomo Feng nodded seriously: “Mother, I've thought about it. I want to go to Wu-Tang, I can protect my brother in the future, and there are no siblings born. ”

“But your mother's there...”

“Mother, I can't accept that she thinks she's coming back with you this time, not for me, but for that man, right?” Jomo Feng looked at Ning Mengyao calmly.

Mengyao looked at Jomo Feng in dismay. He didn't seem to have thought that he knew these things.

“Maple, you know? ”

“Well, I know, ever since I broke up with her and stayed with my parents, I've been wondering when she'd come back to see me, even after the last walk with her, but she hasn't, in her heart, only that man is the most important. ”