"Mom, what did Dad ask me to come back for?" Song Jiajia sat on the back seat of the bicycle, asking.
Chen Jinlan said unhappily, "How would I know what kind of nonsense your dad is up to."
Song Jiajia: "Mom, what's wrong with you? Who upset you?"
Chen Jinlan: "Shut up."
Song Jiajia: ...
Song Jiajia didn't say anything all the way until they got home.
Just as they entered the door, before Dad could say a word, a slap landed.
With a loud sound, Song Jiajia was almost knocked to the ground by the slap.
Chen Jinlan was shocked, and after realizing it, she quickly closed the door.
"What are you doing?"
Chen Jinlan went forward to take a look, and Song Jiajia's face was already swollen.
Song Jiajia looked at Song Zhenhua, her eyes full of shock: "Dad, why did you hit me?"
"You tell me why, isn't it to go into business? Didn't you say you'd make big money? Where's the money?"
Song Jiajia: "But we haven't even gone yet."
