Chapter 450 Not a Pig

After hearing this, Tian Jinzhi not only did not think that there was anything wrong with her son, but she hated Zhen Baoer even more in her heart, thinking that it was she who forced her son to become like this.

It was 37 degrees Celsius today. The city was exposed to the sun all day, plus the exhaust gas emitted by vehicles and various industrial carbon dioxide, the temperature in the city was even higher.

It had only been a short while since she came out, and Tian Jinzhi felt that her eyes were black, not to mention her son.

Their baby son used to not even go to the balcony on hot days.

Today, he had to follow her so far and distribute flyers.

Tian Jinzhi felt sorry for her son and wanted to cry, but it was too hot, and he kept sweating. He lacked water in his body, so he couldn't cry at all.

The two came to the door of a large supermarket near the community.

Tian Jinzhi at least knew how to hand out flyers, but Zhen Jinbao didn't. He shrugged his face and handed them over without saying anything. People with good tempers might take them, but most of them ignored him. Some even said, "Who owes you money for handing out flyers with a stinky face?"

Every time this happened, Tian Jinzhi would rush over and apologize to the person, saying that our son was handing out flyers for the first time, and he hoped that you didn't mind if he didn't know these things.

After so many times, Zhen Jinbao at least understood a little bit, that he should smile when handing out flyers.

This was really hard for Zhen Jinbao to learn.

Because in his concept, there was no such thing.

Tian Jinzhi never taught him how to communicate with others. He always spoiled him. Whatever his son said was right, and he was given everything he wanted.

He never suffered. In Zhen Jinbao's world, he got the best enjoyment. The whole family treated him like an emperor. That was what he should do and was taken for granted.

But now...

Zhen Jinbao gradually realized how cruel the outside world was after leaving home.

It was so cruel that if you had no money, you would starve to death.

Even his sister despised him for being a waste and refused to give him a penny.

If you want to make money, you have to be humble.

Distributing flyers was already embarrassing for him, let alone doing this

Zhen Jinbao hated it more and more. The thick stack of flyers in his hand seemed to be endless, and it was getting heavier and heavier. Every person who passed by was so indifferent.

The way they looked at him seemed to be full of sarcasm, as if they were laughing at him and looking down on him.

Zhen Jinbao finally couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly threw the flyers in his hand to the ground and turned away.

He felt that coming to Kyoto was just asking for trouble. Why did he, who was so outstanding, have to do this?

When Tian Jinzhi saw this, she was shocked and ran over to pick up all the flyers that Zhen Jinbao had dropped.

Holding the flyers, she chased after him: "Jinbao, Jinbao... don't run around... be careful..."

Zhen Jinbao was hungry and thirsty, and he couldn't stand it after walking a short distance. He leaned against a tree and panted.

"Jinbao, have you forgotten what your sister said? If these flyers are lost... then... you will have no money... go to the supermarket and find a cool place to sit down first, and mom will go to distribute these flyers..."

Listening to Tian Jinzhi's chattering, Zhen Jinbao remembered Zhen Baoer's words in his mind.

-Wait until you are full and have strength before you come to take revenge...

-Remember this feeling of being stepped on...

-A good person was raised into a pig, a waste...

Zhen Jinbao gritted his teeth, he was not a waste.

He was not a pig!

He was a person!