"Uncle Zuo, if my words have made you unhappy, I apologize to you, but as for Jingling, I still hope you won't be so cruel to him."

Baby Luo raised his head, his pretty little face filled with sincerity and pleading.

Zuo Junmo frowned and realized that one day he was helpless by these two children.

"What happened today?" he asked.

Luo Baobao said: "In the final analysis, what happened today is my fault."

"What?" Beside him, Blacksmith Luo, who had just been immersed in the joy of being proud of his granddaughter, opened his eyes wide.

"What's wrong with you? Tell us elders quickly, and we can help you judge." Blacksmith Luo said quickly.

Luo Baobao nodded and continued: "I took Jingling to my room to play with my toys. I found that Jingling was not very interested in it, so I thought that he used to live on a boat in Yangzhou, so I thought

Take him to go boating at Grandpa’s fish pond.”

There is a small fishing boat in Blacksmith Luo's fish pond, which he usually uses to feed the fish. When not in use, it is stranded on the side. The oars and other equipment are all ready-made.

Hearing this at this moment, Blacksmith Luo was frightened for a while, thinking that he would have to carry the fishing boat up when he turned around. These naughty kids...

Luo Baobao didn't pay attention to Blacksmith Luo's fear and continued: "When the two of us arrived at the edge of the fish pond, Bingbing and the others came over before we could even untie the rope that tied the fishing boat."

"Bingbing didn't recognize Jingling. I told him that he was my uncle Zuo's cousin, but Bingbing didn't know how to be polite at all. When he saw that Jingling and I were about to get on the boat, he also shouted to get on.

He refused to let Jing Ling go up, and even tried to bully Jing Ling."

"I tried to reason with him, but he didn't listen. When I saw that Jingling wanted to row a boat, I couldn't help but kicked Bingbing, so I kicked him into the fish pond..."

Everyone: "..."

Mrs. Sun came to her senses and pulled Baobao Luo to her and looked at him carefully.

"It's impossible. That Bingbing was so strong and a head taller than you. How could he be so weak that he fell into the water with just one kick? It's probably because he couldn't stand firm. It has nothing to do with you..."

This calf is protecting...Baobao Luo himself couldn't bear to hear it.

"Granny, you don't have to defend me. I kicked you. I will take responsibility for what I did. Even if Uncle Zhou Sheng comes to question me, I will admit it."

"But Bingbing, he really went too far. He took advantage of the fact that he was taller than us and bullied Jingling because he was from another village. He even pushed Jingling. I couldn't stand it before I kicked him.

His!" she said again.

"Oh my God, no matter how angry you are and want to vent your anger on Jingling, you can't kick Bingbing into the water. The water in the fish pond is so deep that people can drown! Hey, you kid..." Luo

The blacksmith's face turned pale. The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. He couldn't bear to blame Baby Luo, so he could only sigh.

Luo Baobao had an innocent look on his face and said a little aggrievedly: "In the summer, in the big pond at the entrance of the village, Bingbing could row very well. I knew he knew the nature of water so he couldn't drown until he kicked him. How could I have known that he would be able to do it now?"

It fell into the water but was as heavy as a landlubber..."

"It's the first month of the year, and Bingbing is wearing cotton clothes and shoes. How can it not be bulky?" Tuoba Xian was also helpless.

My granddaughter is still an eleven-year-old child after all, and there are always things she does wrong.

"Then why is Jingling's body wet?" Zuo Junmo asked again.

Luo Baobao said: "It was Jingling who jumped into the water and rescued Bingbing."

Zuo Junmo: "..."

Mrs. Sun couldn't help but said: "Oh my gosh, this kid Jingling is really kind. We thought he was ignorant, but we didn't expect him to be so kind at such a young age. If it were any other kid, Bingbing would have run against him before. I'm sure

I won’t save him.”

Wang Cuilian also nodded repeatedly: "Yes, the kid Jingling seems reluctant to speak, but he knows everything in his heart. He is such a good kid!"

Even Tuoba Xian couldn't help showing some admiration, "It's good to be so affectionate and righteous at such a young age!"

Blacksmith Luo even gave a thumbs up: "What a great boy. I saw him old when he was three years old. Jun Mo, you gave birth to a good son!"

Luo Baobao raised his head and said to Zuo Junmo: "Uncle Zuo, that's why I said you misunderstood Jingling. You should believe him more."

Instead of coming up and questioning him indiscriminately, doubting him, and scolding him.

Zuo Junmo smiled bitterly and slowly sat down, holding on to the armrest of the chair next to him.

He remembered when he first arrived, faced with Zhou Sheng's gloomy face and Bingbing's crying accusations, and Jing Ling's eyes as he secretly looked over.

At that time, the child's eyes were still bright.

But later when he asked him why he wanted to fight, the light in the child's eyes went out in an instant.

What followed was a silent confrontation, which made him irritated and irritable...

Zuo Junmo couldn't use words to describe the feeling in his heart at this moment. He only felt that his cheeks were burning, as if he had been slapped.

He recalled everything that had happened in the past two months, and recalled his mother's helpless words: "Jun Mo, my mother used to think you were very mature and steady, and you were calm and calm, but when Jingling came to our house, my mother-in-law thought you were very mature and steady.

Discover that you yourself are also a child who has not grown up."

"Being a father doesn't give you time to prepare. When you have a child, you have to force yourself to mature in an instant."

"Whether you admit it or resist it, it was the boat girl who set you up. Jingling is innocent. You shouldn't vent your anger on a child, nor should you be too hasty in teaching him. He is just a child.

child!"

…

"Do we really not need to go in? If Jun Mo scolds Jing Ling again later, at least we can be there to help with some persuasion!"

At the door of the guest room, Mrs. Sun watched Zuo Junmo walk in and gently closed the door. She couldn't help but ask other people around her.

Wang Cuilian also had a worried look on her face, apparently thinking of going together with Mr. Sun.

Luo Baobao said: "Granny, grandma, no one of us should go in now. Let Uncle Zuo and Jing Ling spend some time alone."

After everyone's "indiscriminate bombardment" just now, Uncle Zuo should have realized his mistake. Maybe he is apologizing to Jingling inside right now?

If everyone rushed in and Uncle Zuo couldn't save the dignity to apologize, wouldn't Jingling's grievance be in vain?

Therefore, Luo Baobao made up his mind not to let anyone else go in and disturb his father and son.

Zhou Sheng's family.

When Zhou Sheng was carrying Bingbing back after he fell into the water, Ping'er was taking Huahua to dry clothes in the yard, and she was playing with Zhou Sheng's four-year-old daughter nearby.

Seeing the father and son entering the door like this, the three mothers were startled.

Ping'er hurried over to ask, but Zhou Sheng only said that he fell into the water and nothing else.
Chapter completed!