Growing up with a weight of 10,000 kilograms

Que Miaochun was lying on the table, wondering what he was thinking.

"Today is the day when you take over as the head of the Que family. Don't be like that guy Wu Yi." Que Shenling grabbed her ears and pinched them.

"I understand, Mother!" Que Miaochun responded feebly.

"I think you can't be saved." Que Shenling reluctantly let go of his hand and frowned.

"Miaochun, what's wrong with you? Talk to Qishi's father. Today you can sit on the position of the head of the Que family and become a man. Why do you still look unhappy?" Que Qishi looked at him worriedly. Magpie wonderful spring.

"I'm not unhappy, I'm just worried." Que Miaochun pouted.

"Worried? You are officially recognized by all the Que family members as the successor to the clan leader. What do you have to worry about?" Que Qi died with shock written on his face.

"I'm worried that if I become the head of the Que family, I will no longer be the same Que Miaochun." She lowered her head.

"You are no longer that Que Miaochun?! How could it be? You are still the Miaochun that people in the tribe like, our good boy, and the heart of the elders." Que Qi breathed a sigh of relief and touched Que Miaochun. head.

"But I will be bound by clan rules and replaced by responsibilities in the future, and I will no longer be me!" Que Miaochun raised his head and met Que Qi's dark green pupils.

"This...isn't this a gain as well as a loss? Look at your unmedicated grandfather. He is very busy for the clan. He is also loved and respected by you and our clan members." Que Shen Ling said helplessly.

"I don't want to be locked down by my clan. I have my own dreams. I want to live my life as Que Miaochun!" Que Miaochun's stubborn face was full of unwillingness.

"You kid, you won't listen to anything you say, and you won't make sense." Que Qishi picked up the teacup and took a sip, then continued, "As the head of the Que family, you naturally have to put aside your personal wishes and follow the clan's choice. "

"I want to live the way I want, is it so difficult?" Que Miaochun's eyes were moist again.

"Hey...I'm afraid I can't." Que Shenling picked up a piece of paper and wiped away the tears from Que Miaochun's eyes.

"I want to sing, dance, and act, but I just don't want to see my feet bound by the invisible shackles of the clan!" Que Miaochun took away her mother's hand.

"You, why are you so stubborn? You are such a stubborn person!" Que Qixi's face looked ugly, turning blue and red.

"Qishi, don't beat the child. She also wants to be herself, so what can she do wrong? She has paid too much for this clan." Que Shenling grabbed Que Qishi's hand that was about to strike.

"Shen Ling, which side do you want to be on? Do you have to be like those rotten elders and pamper her forever?" Que Qi frowned and put down his hand.

"She is your and my child, it is not a mistake. It is us who are wrong, not her!" Que Shenling met Que Qi's suspicious eyes. He spoke firmly, seemingly planning to protect Que Miaochun behind him.

"Shen Ling! Shen Ling! You, you are simply unreasonable!" Que Qi roared as the veins on his forehead popped out. His eyes were bloodshot.

"That's right. You have always refused to look directly at the consequences of our mistakes. Every time you face Miaochun, you always look at her with disgust." Que Shenling unknowingly felt something in her eyes. Tears are rolling.

"You, hey... forget it. This matter was originally our fault. Que Miaochun should not have been born in this world." Que Qi said helplessly.