Life without a son

The third son counted his life once when he was young. The fortune-teller said to the third son, "The benefactor is rich, and there is no man in his life, and he enjoys female kindness in his later years."

At that time, the boss of the factory where Sanzi worked absconded with the money. Sanzi and a worker begged and stole all the way to this southern city. The third son didn't believe what the old monk said. If he can really count on fingers, he should be able to figure out that Sanzi's pocket is as clean as water and he can't pay a penny.

The third son drifted with his workmates for some time, but the workmates couldn't stand it and went back to their hometown.

There is nothing to miss in my hometown until my third son comes back. Sanzi was bullied in that house. When he grew up, he finally realized that he was a wild child picked up from the roadside and had no blood relationship with that family.

Anyway, it has come to this. No food, no wine, no place to live is the worst, and it can't be worse. As long as you find your own job, you can't live.

"Prosperous fortune, ha ha, old liar. Fortunately, I didn't cheat me a penny. " The young third son, with contempt for the old monk and the luck of not suffering, went to chase the soft and sweet steamed bread in his dream.

Fortunately, it's summer, so lying on a park bench can make do for one night. It's just that there are too many mosquitoes, like small bombers, layer by layer, and the third child is covered with bags. But in order to save money, Sanzi can bear it.

The third son slept on a park bench until the fifth night. He was awakened by a whimper. The third son thought he was dreaming, but the sobs were sad and real. The third son woke up.

He was so nervous that he curled up on the bench and did not dare to move.

After listening for a while, the third son sneaked out his head and looked in the direction of sobbing.

Although there is a moon, Sanzi can't see anything in the shadow of the tree.

The third son, young and courageous, got up quietly and groped for his voice.

The third son had not moved to the front when he heard a "plop". "Oh, no!" The third son shouted that someone had jumped into the river.

The third son rushed over and the river was cold in the moonlight. Not far from the river bank, there is splashing water.

The third son jumped at the splash and picked up the man who jumped into the river.

The man struggled and refused to go ashore with the third son. The third son was anxious and slapped the man in the face. The man didn't move.

The third son dragged people ashore, a girl, pale in the moonlight.

The girl talked about an object, and after being admitted to the university for one year, the woman went to find him, and the boy held someone else in his arms.

"Just for this? Is it worth it? " The third son despised.

"He wants to break up with me. He hates my tuition and living expenses! If I don't meet him, I don't know how long he will lie to me! " A girl's eyes are burning like small animals.

"Isn't this silly? You die once and for all, and people are still happy. Come on, find another object, live well and be angry with him. This is the real revenge. "

The girl paused.

"If my classmates and sisters know, I wonder how they will laugh at me."

"All right, go home, I'll take you back."

Send the girl back, Sanzi hasn't left yet.

The girl's name is Wen Lan. She runs a small workshop at home, making fireworks. The third son stayed to work with her.

Later, the third son became a door-to-door son-in-law

2,

Sanzi himself is a flexible, sweet-talking and hard-working person. He worked with his father-in-law, who had only one daughter and taught him all the skills and secrets. With Sanzi's wholehearted management, the small processing factory hates to expand its scale and make money.

What makes the third son in the sky even more is that Wen Lan gave birth to a son! Two years later, I gave birth to a daughter.

Both children are very happy, rich in life and happy in life. The third son is happy.

Thinking of the divination calculated by the old monk, the third son shook his head: The old monk calculated my fortune, but not the happiness of my children.

Sanzi likes a pair of children very much.

Milk powder is the most expensive thing to buy. As long as children read it, they will definitely take it home. The two children are also very sticky. When the third son came home, they all threw their little hands into his arms.

Father-in-law had a stroke after drinking, leaving sequela and inconvenient movement. The third son bought a wheelchair and elevator for the old man and went to see him every day.

The days are dull and flowing.

One day, Sanzi was busy in the factory and someone was looking for him.

It's a man, tall and thin, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

"What's the matter?" The third son asked.

The man smiled. "Hello, I'm ... Wen Lan's boyfriend, my ex-boyfriend."

The third son glanced at the man. "Oh, the bastard who forced Wen Lan to jump into the river."

The man was not annoyed and surrounded his third son. "Brother, thank you very much for these years."

"Get to the point, I'm busy!" The third son looked impatient.

"Well, Wen Lan and I were pregnant when we broke up. Well, I want to take my son back. "

The third son took out a cigarette and poked it on the cigarette case, his fingers shaking slightly.

"What if I don't agree?"

"I take my children abroad, and the education I receive in the future is definitely better than following you. This is for the children. Once again, you raised someone else's child ... in my heart ... "

"Get out!" The third son shouted.

The man shivered and stepped back.

"Wen Lan and I have already said, she doesn't agree, I didn't find you. In fact, if I take the child away, you can have another one, have your own. Think about it. " The man said, turned and left.

The third son returned to the office, his heart in a mess.

His son who has been raised for six years suddenly becomes someone else's, and he can't accept it. Besides, Wen Lan always knew about it and kept it a secret from him. My ex-boyfriend came to see me, and Wen Lan kept it from him.

Wen Lan just wants to stay in the dark all his life and raise a son for others all his life?

The third son didn't know where the gas in his stomach should go, so he patted the table.

3,

The third son came home, Wen Lan was cooking in the kitchen, Dabao was sitting on the sofa watching cartoons, and Bauer fell asleep in the bedroom.

Seeing his third son, Dabao shouted "Dad" and threw himself into his arms.

As usual, the third son will rub his face on Dabao, and the stubble will make Dabao laugh and hide. But now, he is not in the mood.

After eating, cleaning up and lying in bed, Wen Lan put his arm next to his third son, who took her hand and left.

"What's the matter?" Wen Lan asked.

"Your ex-boyfriend came to see me."

Wen Lan was silent.

"What are you going to do?" The third son asked.

"He, looking for me a few days ago. His wife is not giving birth. I don't know what he heard, but also want to take peas away. "

"Don't you just want to keep it from me all your life?" The third son's voice was very angry.

Wen Lan doesn't talk.

Two people sleep back to back.

Wen Lan's ex-boyfriend visited several times and negotiated to give Wen Lan and his third son money to take the children away.

"Do you think we are short of money?" The third son is full of irony.

Wen Lan's ex-boyfriend was unwilling, so he went to a lawyer to sue and wanted the child back, but the court refused to support him.

Wen Lan's ex-boyfriend came back angrily, leaving a sentence before leaving: "Hum, does it really feel good to raise someone else's son?"

This feels really bad.

The child or his father let out a cry and threw himself into his arms without scruple, but the third son knew that he could not go back.

The old monk's words echoed in my ears: no man was hit.

And Zilan's ex-boyfriend's words: You are raising someone else's son!

The third son lost sleep for several nights in a row. He decided to have a son!

4,

The third son began to haunt Wen Lan. Wen Lan knew what was on his mind, so he was born. You don't have to worry about raising a child anyway. Just ask a nanny for help.

In October, Wen Lan gave birth to another girl.

Sanzi seems to have been hit in the face.

No way! Health! You can't have a son if you don't believe it!

The third son gambled in his heart.

The wallet is a man's courage. When the wallet is bulging, the man's courage is great. As long as men have money, they have the courage to change the world.

However, Wen Lan is not here. Unable to conceive. I finally got pregnant with one and ran away two months later.

Night after night, the third son couldn't take his eyes off. Will his shares in the family business be given to others? He didn't want to.

The third son's worries gradually hung on his face and accumulated in his brow. A rich and dedicated man is attractive. The clerk in the factory is white and beautiful, and he is very attentive to his third son at ordinary times. When he saw that his third son was in a bad mood, he was even more attentive.

"Alas, I have no son in my life?"

Sanzi's sigh made the clerk capture Sanzi's desire, and the clerk comforted Sanzi with his warm body. Moreover, more than a month later, she successfully got pregnant.

The third son suddenly had an epiphany: yes! Just because Wen Lan can't get pregnant doesn't mean other women can't get pregnant. Isn't it easy to want a son? Find someone, healthy!

The third son found a breakthrough from the predicament in an instant, and his eyes were suddenly enlightened, and his heart could not help but be complacent.

When the sex of the child can be determined, Sanzi takes the shop assistant to check and confirm that it is a girl.

Sanzi looks determined, do it!

Suddenly, Sanzi turned himself into a stallion and rode on different women. As if by magic, he had an idea in his heart: to have a son! Have a son!

That clerk killed three children.

A woman worker killed two people.

A single woman in a cooperative unit successfully conceived a boy after giving birth to a boy.

Buy a good house, settle everything for the single lady, and the third son is waiting to be a father and a boy's father.

Wen Lan heard all about her third son outside, but she was too busy to take care of it.

Dad has a nanny, but she also needs to go back often.

Dabao is in junior high school, Bauer is in grade five, and Sambo is in school. She has to prepare lunch for the children and check her homework. She is as busy as a bee every day. She has no energy to investigate her third son. She's afraid, too. What if she really finds something? Besides, I lied about being pregnant and married my third son.

Just live like this.

5,

However, the third son doesn't want to live like this.

The third son wanted to give his son a birthright and asked Wen Lan for a divorce.

Wen Lan accepted. Divided into two houses, millions of property, Wen Lan took three children, and the third gave them ten thousand yuan a month for living expenses.

The third son finally has his own son. Wedding, full moon wine, wanton handling, the third son flushed, proud of life.

When the third son leaned over and stared at the baby in its infancy and looked at the baby with the same eyebrows as himself, the love in his heart was like running water, slow and continuous.

The third son lives in a tall building. Considering that it is not safe for children to run around after walking, the third son specially bought a low-rise building for children. For this son, Sanzi has considered everything.

Sanzi never lets his son go to his factory. The third son is afraid in his heart.

As long as it is a trip, my son's hand must be tightly held in it. His son is his life.

When my son was ten years old, he went to Sanzi's factory for the first time in winter vacation.

All kinds of fireworks in the factory attracted the children's attention.

The end of the year is the peak season for fireworks and firecrackers. The third son reconciled with the buyer and directed the loading. He didn't notice that his son was gone.

When the third son remembered looking for his son, there was an explosion in the warehouse.

"it's over." The third son muttered, his legs trembling, and ran away with them.

All the fireworks and firecrackers stored in the warehouse have been lit and kept ringing. The warehouse is next to the factory building, and the workers who are producing hear the explosion and shout and rush out. ...

A tragic explosion, the third son lost everything. Son, factory, and, freedom.

6,

In despair, Sanzi went to a nearby temple.

In the temple, an old monk saw Sanzi and sighed again and again.

The third son is puzzled.

The old monk said, "you are a very rich man, and your financial resources are rolling like a raging river." Good luck, children still owe men. "

The third nodded.

"Well, your heart is not satisfied, you want to be perfect, but you hurt yourself. Lust, abortion, abandoning his wife and children, and his life has also turned. "

The third son folded his hands and bowed deeply.

The third son spent eight years in prison. After he was released from prison, he was taken back by his eldest daughter.

Thinking of the life that the old monk calculated for himself when he was young, the third son burst into tears.

No one's life is perfect, but it is a pity that people will never be satisfied.