The Godfather novel is serialized

The Church Father is the Bible of men, the sum of wisdom, the answer to all questions.

Reading this novel, you can learn how to be a brave, strategic, responsible man, and take on the responsibility!!

I believe that any great work lies in the fact that everyone can see their own things and learn what they want to learn.

The previous verse says: People are whispering that they used to go to brothels at a young age, and even the old prostitutes who have become the most numb and are not afraid of anything will be daunted and demand double the price.

Section VI

At this wedding banquet, several young ladies with wide hips and wide mouths looked at Sonny Corleone calmly with confidence. But on this special day, they are just in vain. Despite the presence of his wife and three children, Sonny Corleone was already making up his mind about his sister's bridesmaid, Lucy Mancini. The young girl also fully understood, sitting at the table in the garden, wearing a long pink dress and a floral crown on her shiny black hair. As early as last week's rehearsal, she flirted with Sonny and squeezed his hand on the altar. A girl can only do this step.

　　He didn't care at all that he would never become a great man like his father. Sonny Corleone has strength and courage. However, he did not have the modest and cautious style of his father; his temper was impatient and reckless, which led him to make one wrong judgment after another. He was a right-hand man for his father's career, but there were still many who didn't believe he would be heir apparent.

　　The second son, Frederick, usually called Fred, or Fredu, was a well-behaved child, and every Italian prayed to God and worshiped the Buddha, hoping that he could also have such a well-behaved child, duty, loyalty, and calling and wandering in front of his father, and the thirty-year-old still lived with his parents. He was short, strong, not pretty, but also had the head of cupid of the same type as the family, covered with curly hair, a round face, and thick, arched lips. He had a stubborn personality, and he was still his father's right and left hands, and he never did anything unseemly with women, did not let outsiders gossip, and did not embarrass his father. Despite these virtues, he lacked the charisma and touching vitality that was essential to a man as a leader, and therefore he had no hope of inheriting his father's business.

　　Instead of standing with his father and two older brothers, the third son, Michael Corleone, sat at a table in the most secluded corner of the garden. Even if he sat there, he still couldn't hide if he wanted to, and his relatives and friends at home still had to compliment him with courtesy.

　　Michael Corleone was the old man, the only child who refused to accept the teachings of the great man. His face was different, not the thick-browed, big-eyed Cupid-like face of his siblings, and his jet-black shiny hair was straight rather than curly. His skin was as light brown as an olive, and if a girl had such skin, it would be beautiful. He looked delicate in his delicacy. The old man was really worried about whether his son had masculine characteristics. It wasn't until Michael Corleone reached the age of seventeen that the fear dissipated.

　　Now, sitting in the corner of the garden, this child showed that he was willing to be estranged from his father and brothers and sisters, and next to him sat an American girl, who everyone had heard of for a long time, but had only seen it for the first time today. Of course, with a proper, courteous demeanor, he introduced her to everyone who attended the wedding, including those in his family. She didn't give a good impression either. She appeared large thin and pale; her face, in the case of a woman, appeared excessively cunning and shrewd; her manners, to a virgin, seemed too casual; her name, to them, also seemed foreign; her name was Kay Adams. If she told them that her ancestors had settled in the United States two hundred years ago and that her name was an ordinary name, they would have shrugged.

　　Every guest could see that the old man didn't pay much attention to the third man. Michael had been his darling before the war, a clearly determined heir, and when the time came, he would preside over the family affairs. He possessed the strength and wisdom that his great father had shown in silence, and was born with a skill to do things that would compel him to be impressed. However, after the outbreak of World War II, he volunteered to join the Marine Corps. He disobeyed his father's order to join the army.