Money can't be earned.

I can't take care of my wife and children.

You can't let your reputation be damaged, right?

Gentlemen, you must make steamed buns to fight for your reputation!

…

When I went back in the evening, Song Tianfu's walking posture was different.

Humming a little tune in his mouth, as soon as he entered the door, he held his daughter in his arms:

“Ouch~ Daddy’s little Wanmeng!”

As he spoke, he kissed his daughter's little face, then her forehead, and then the other cheek.

Xiao Wanmeng loves a cute girl and struggles to get off the ground:

"Dad, spit, Mengmeng, water!"

Then, the little guy ran to the coffee table, fetched his own milk bottle, held it high and handed it to Song Tianfu, saying in a milky voice:

"Drink! Dad, drink water! Come on!"

After saying that, Xiao Wanmeng ran to the stove, took out a small shovel, walked over and "buried" something under her father's feet in a decent manner.

Sili Ge was nibbling an apple and laughing crazily!

Song Tianfu:......-_-||

Never get drunk again!

I just said that I want to set a good example in front of my daughter.

result!

The worst drunken time in my life, a girl saw me.

Song Tianfu has such a bitter face!
Chapter completed!