Thinking of this, Jia Long said: "don't worry, I won't let my son sell pork. I've planned to sell a meatball shop in our vegetable market. Besides selling pork, I can also sell other things. If you don't say more, you can earn 600 or 700 yuan a month. It's absolutely no problem to raise you and your son!"

Zhang Wenfang rolled her eyes and said, "what can six or seven hundred yuan do? It costs two or three hundred yuan a month to enroll a piano class for children. Nowadays, children pay attention to the all-round development of morality, intelligence and physique, and talent is indispensable. You can see on TV that those children are only a few years old and can sing and dance. How promising they are! Our son must be so promising in the future! "

Jia Long now completely silent, according to Zhang Wenfang's request, even if he does not eat or drink, it is difficult for him to afford it!

Seeing this, Zhang Wenfang softened his voice and said, "Jia long, for the sake of our children's future, I can't talk to you. I want to train our children to be very promising people and give you Jia's face."

Jia Long was angry when he heard this. He sneered, "after all, you still want to follow your lover. I tell you, you dream!"

Zhang Wenfang replied loudly, "he earns more than 2000 yuan a month. He can provide better living conditions for our son. If you want to earn so much a month, I will tell you without saying a word."

Jia Long is not good at words and quarrels, but Zhang Wenfang, who has been a teacher for so many years and is very thoughtful, is completely blocked by Zhang Wenfang's words. Even if he sells blood, he can't earn so much in a month!

Zhang Wenfang noticed Jia Long's look, and then said: "you think, your son is yours. How nice it is for someone to support you for nothing. When the time comes, I will let him recognize his ancestors and tell him that you are his real father!"

Jia Long still didn't want to, he said: "no! My son has to follow me

Zhang Wenfang didn't expect that Jia long had been dead for so many years. She said, "I'll sell pork with you, right? Jia long, I tell you, no way! If you want to do this, I'll go and kill the baby in my stomach. If it's a big deal, we'll make a fish out of the water. You can do it yourself! "

As soon as Jia long heard that Zhang Wenfang was going to kill the child, he immediately stood up and said, "no, you can't kill the child. This is my son!"

Zhang Wenfang said coldly, "if my son follows you, he will be as worthless as you in the future. I'd rather kill him now."

Jia Long shook his head. "No, he can't fight. He's my son. He's the queen of our Jia family!"

Zhang Wenfang said: "then you can choose. If you insist that your son live with you, I will go to abortion now, and you Lin family will have no afterbirth. If you promise to keep the current state, I also promise you that I will train my son to become a useful person. When he grows up, I will let him recognize his ancestors!"

Jia Long's eyes were red and silent.

Zhang Wenfang knew that Jia Long's heart must be shaken, so she continued to coax: "although your son doesn't follow you, it's not impossible for you to see your son in the future. I'll secretly find an opportunity for you to meet."

Jia long looked at Zhang Wenfang suspiciously and asked, "is what you said true? Do you really want me to meet my son? You will agree that he will recognize me as a father in the future. "

"Of course!" Zhang Wenfang said, "it's your son! Blood is thicker than water. You can't run away! "

Jia long thought about it and said, "then you have to write me a letter of guarantee!"

Zhang Wenfang didn't expect Jia long to be so alert. She pretended to be pathetic and said, "don't you believe me?"