One Piece: My Son is Garp

Washing feet is a great thing.

Helping daddy wash his feet is even greater.

Chen Qingtian kept brainwashing Roger, "Don't be burdened. You are a filial son. As the saying goes, filial piety comes first. You are already ahead of many of your peers."

The first step is to step out.

Roger was still dazed and enthusiastically washed Chen Qingtian's feet. Halfway through, he suddenly discovered a problem.

Chen Qingtian is not my father, why should I wash his feet?

At this moment, he realized that he had been deceived.

Lift your head, let go, step away from someone.

"What's wrong, boy."

Roger pointed at Chen Qingtian and said angrily: "Are you fooling me?"

"Liar? Where can you find it? Boy, you can't talk nonsense, I will never deceive people."

In my eyes, you are not a human being, you are my son.

Good son, go on, don't think too much.

Roger was so angry that he was shaking all over. He gritted his teeth and said, "Humph, I, Roger, will never wash your feet. Not even in this life."

strike.

I can't wash his feet myself.

Tell me, where can I, Roger, put my face?

Chen Qingtian smiled and was noticed by him. Boy, you woke up too late.

"Boy, you can't do things halfway. If you wash your feet halfway, what will you do with the remaining half?"

Roger gritted his teeth and said, "Don't you have any hands or feet? Don't you know how to wash your own feet? Humph."

I can't squat down and wash your feet.

impossible.

It is impossible in this life.

Such a tough young man, Chen Qingtian persuaded: "Come on, boy, don't you want to become stronger?"

"Become stronger than me, and then you can teach me a lesson and teach those who bully you."

"Think about your dream. Are you going to give up?"

Gentle and good at tempting.

Chen Qingtian moved with reason and Xiaozhi with emotion.

Are you giving up everything?

A manly man, capable of bending and stretching.

It's just a foot washing, it's not asking you to die, what's there to be ashamed of?

Roger hesitated, half convinced.

"Impossible, I can't wash your feet. You need to change them."

Chen Qingtian pointed to his feet: "Then give me a massage."

Roger's face turned blue: "Impossible."

Massage, isn't that also foot washing?

"I can massage your shoulders and feet. It's impossible. Don't even think about it."

Roger gave in, he could massage, but not the feet.

I, Roger, also want to save face.

You can make me do things, but you can't make me grovel.

"In that case, let's give it a massage. I happen to be tired."

Anyway, it’s good to wash your feet and go with the massage.

Luo Jie was unwilling to come behind Chen Qingtian and give him a massage.

"superior."

"A little above, a little near, left, a little left."

"No, down there, on the spine."

"Didn't you eat? Try harder."

"The right shoulder, yes, that's where it is. Press hard."

"Boy, be gentle. What I want is a massage, not a murder."

Roger, was being ordered around.

Massage here, massage there.

The whole back was massaged once and Roger was asked again for another massage.

Chen Qingtian kept pushing further and didn't want to stop.

Foot washing, massage, one-stop service, really comfortable.

"Be gentle, can you consider my feelings?"

"The strength of your hands must be controlled well, not too strong or too light."

"If it's light, it won't work. If it's heavy, I'll be in pain."

The demands should be increased, and the intensity should be neither light nor heavy.

Roger was confused as to why you asked for so much.

I give you a massage, but you still ask for this and that.

Can you be an individual.

After half an hour, the massage is over.

Roger's hands were sore and he wanted to kill Chen Qingtian.

I'm very good at telling him, but I don't teach him.

"Here, Roger, pour some foot water."

Roger: "..."

His fists were clenched, wanting to kill someone.

Chen Qingtian said: "Let's start learning."

Roger obediently poured out the water for his feet. I fought hard for the sake of learning and strength.

The two of them came outside, and Chen Qingtian followed Roger to a remote place.

There was no one around except the two of them.

The place is nice and suitable for exercise.

"Here, chop wood for me."

There are many trees nearby, and the house happens to be short of firewood.

Roger: "???"

what?

I took off my pants, you want me to see this?

Roger, with a question mark on his face, looked at Chen Qingtian in confusion.

Chen Qingtian didn't give an explanation, he said: "Go, why are you looking at me?"

"You don't know how to do such a simple thing? Do you still need me to teach you how to chop wood?"

"Boy, are you stupid?"

Roger's face turned red and blue, then blue and purple.

Being called stupid to his face, according to his past, he would have taken action long ago.

I can’t beat him, so I admit it obediently.

Taking the woodcutter, he went to chop wood alone.

Chen Qingtian's request was to cut down the ones on the trees, not the ones on the ground.

You can't pick them up, you have to cut them down, and you need to cut down the hardest trees.

A small branch requires many knives to cut.

Roger, waving his hands bitterly, chopping wood, very tired.

After a long time, I chopped off a few pieces.

Chen Qingtian found a shady place to sit down and watched him chop wood.

As if he was an overseer, Roger was not allowed to be lazy.

"Hurry up, why are you being lazy? Do you think I don't know?"

"If you can't complete the task today, don't even think about going back to eat."

"Don't think that I don't dare to beat you. Boy, if you provoke me again, believe it or not, I will beat you."

When it comes to beating people up, Roger moves faster.

He didn't dare to be lazy and chopped wood obediently.

"Damn it, this person is clearly here to play with me."

"I was promised to teach me real things, but in the end, I was asked to chop wood."

"Who can't? It's as simple as chopping firewood."

The mouth muttered, and the body obeyed.

Two hours passed. Roger had chopped a lot of firewood.

There was a pile on the ground.

He tied it up, enough for two people to use for two days.

Chen Qingtian shook his head: "That's not enough, continue."

Roger's hand was sore and it hurt to lift it up, but it wasn't enough.

He asked: "How much do we want to cut? You have to give me a number."

Chopping wood aimlessly is a silly thing to do.

At least that's what Roger thought.

What's the use of chopping firewood?

Chen Qingtian stretched out his hand, and Roger handed him the woodcutter.

Stroking the woodcutter, Chen Qingtian came to a tree that was bigger and thicker than them.

"Look well, study hard."

"Pay attention to my movements. When the time comes, don't say I won't teach you."

Raising his hand, the woodcutter fell slowly.

Sweep.

After Chen Qingtian finished this action, he handed the woodcutter to Roger, returned to his original position, and continued to sleep.

Roger, looking stupidly in front of me, there is nothing. I can cut a knife in the air.

The next second, the wind blew and the tree fell.

A nice, flat cut is rendered.

With one knife, such a big tree was chopped down.

"This?"

"How did you do it?"

He came closer and looked carefully.

It was just cut out, not prepared in advance.

"If you get this far, you won't have to chop wood, kid."

You're scared, kid.

There are more ruthless ones.