One Piece: My Son is Garp

"it hurts."

My head felt like it was split, and it hurt everywhere. The shaking made it even more painful.

Chen Qingtian stopped trying to commit suicide. He tried to open his eyes and stared at everything in front of him.

A strange thatched house, simple and dilapidated.

The rotten smell hit his nostrils, and Chen Qingtian was choked and coughed continuously. His cheeks turned red and he almost couldn't breathe.

A small hand stretched out from the side and slapped Chen Qingtian's back hard.

The discomfort disappeared and he felt a little better. Chen Qingtian turned around in confusion, and a little kid came into view. He was thin and tired, with wide eyes, staring straight at Chen Qingtian.

Simple and honest.

Not too smart looking.

Chen Qingtian tried hard to recall everything about himself and his children. Without memory, he traveled through time.

But he didn’t bring his memories with him, the strange self, the strange world.

Whose child, have you gone to the wrong place?

Just when Chen Qingtian was about to ask, the child spoke first: "Father, are you finally awake? If you don't wake up, my son will have to bury you."

Listen to it, are you talking about it?

Is this what my son said to me?

You bastard, stop for me.

Wait, what did he call me?

Father?I am his father and he is my son?

I have a son?

Chen Qingtian's mind went blank, and he could not accept this reality for the time being.

I am a good young man, how can I get married and have children.

Monster, show your true colors.

Trying to remember, I can't remember it.

Chen Qingtian endured the pain and asked: "Hey, kid, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense. Do you think I am your father?"

The child nodded and stared at Chen Qingtian with his big eyes.

I am no longer smart, what should I do?

My son seems a bit clumsy.

If he were not his son, Chen Qingtian would label him mentally retarded.

The child slapped Chen Qingtian again, very hard.

Chen Qingtian almost bled from being slapped by him. He turned back and glared at the child.

The child was not afraid and stared at Chen Qingtian stubbornly: "Father, I am your son, don't you recognize me?"

"It's me, your good son. Look at me again. Do you recognize me?"

Chen Qingtian shook his head.

No, I don't have a traitor like you.

You knew that I had just woken up and slapped me twice because you didn't want me to lie down again.

How can a son always think about burying his father? We are definitely not biological.

A quarter of an hour later.

Chen Qingtian accepted the reality. He, Chen Qingtian, was a middle-aged uncle.

His chin was covered with beard and his hair was messy.

Chen Qingtian couldn't accept the image of himself in the mirror. The person he had traveled through time was an uncle.

One of them is poor and middle-aged, and he likes to drink.

Last night, after a night of drinking, I fell down on the way home. My son found me and dragged me back.

The back of my head hurts a lot, with several lumps.

Chen Qingtian couldn't help but think of a scene. His son was dragging his feet and his head was banging behind him.

"forget about it."

It hurts to think about it.

He is now concerned about where his wife is.

I have a son, so I can't live without a wife.

The son's eyes flashed with a hint of sadness.

He said sadly: "My mother died in childbirth when she gave birth to me. After that, my father has been drinking and has never sobered up."

In his memory, he has never seen his mother.

He was brought up by his father, and he got some information from other people. As a young child, he knew everything about his mother.

I heard that my mother is gentle, beautiful, and a great beauty.

My father used to work very hard and never drank too much. He only drank two drinks occasionally.

The family is doing well. Although they are a little poorer, the situation is getting better. If they work hard for three to five years, they can move to the town instead of staying in a place where birds don't shit.

The area near their home, surrounded by mountains, is a good place.

There is no one, it is a quiet place, and no one knows if you die.

"Have I been drinking?"

The son nodded.

"I never took care of you?"

The son nodded again.

"Then how did you survive until now?"

The son wanted to nod, but quickly raised his head, blinked and said, "Auntie will help take care of him, and I will also find food myself."

Then, there was the resentful look in his son's eyes.

He supports himself and his drunken father.

If there was a composition to write, his title would definitely be: My alcoholic father.

I either drink or drink on the road every day.

Fortunately, Chen Qingtian drinks alcohol, so he won't go crazy with alcohol, and he won't do anything.

"Cough cough."

It is not easy for my son to survive until now.

How tenacious is the vitality.

Chen Qingtian couldn't help but pity his son. He looked six or seven years old and had learned to take care of himself.

Children in rural areas get married early.

I fantasized about it for another half an hour.

Chen Qingtian thought about what kind of world this world was. His son had little experience and could not understand much.

How is he going to survive? The Thatched House starts with nothing.

All around are mountains.

Chen Qingtian walked out of the room with difficulty and looked up, good guy, there are still mountains besides mountains.

The air is filled with the smell of sea water, salty and a bit refreshing.

"Am I on an island?"

He can't go to see it now. He will go to see it after he recovers.

After a while, my son came.

"Father, eat."

What a good son to my father.

Although the food wasn't great, it wasn't much.

Chen Qingtian burst into tears: "Thank you for your hard work."

The son looked up and smiled stupidly.

Chen Qingtian became more determined in his thoughts. My son is a bit stupid.

While eating, eating, Chen Qingtian suddenly remembered that he still didn't know his son's name.

"Son, what is your name?"

Then, his son looked at Chen Qingtian as if he had seen a ghost.

If he hadn't watched his father wake up with his own eyes, he would have suspected that his father was not his father, but someone else pretending to be him.

"Father, don't scare me, I am your son Garp, Garp, your son."

"You gave me the name, have you forgotten it?"

Son, oh, Garp stood up in shock, the rice was no longer fragrant, he had no appetite.

Chen Qingtian's behavior was too weird. After waking up, he looked particularly strange.

Even now, after hearing his name, my father was dumbfounded.

Obsessed.

Stupid.

He always kept mumbling words such as "My son is Garp", "My son is Garp", "I am Garp's father", etc.

"Father, father."

Garp was afraid that his father would be stupid, so he quickly pushed his father, but Chen Qingtian did not respond.

Garp stood up, reached out and slapped him.

"Snapped."

This slap is hard enough.

The food in his throat spurted out, and Chen Qingtian almost fell to the ground.

Even though my son is young, his strength is no joke.

Chen Qingtian turned his head.

Garp exhaled: "Father, you finally woke up. You scared your son to death."

Chen Qingtian did not blame his son, but there was a dull pain in his back.

His good son started beating his father again.

Outrageous.

Is there any reason.

"Ding."

"The Care System is happy to serve you. In order to cultivate five good young people in the new era, the Care System will do its best."

"Let us spread love to every corner and make the world full of love."

"Awesome."