"So, my old man wrongly blamed you..." After listening to Ye Huang's narration, Nangong Wudi was silent for a long time, took a deep breath and sighed.│| │
"Old man, it's my fault for not notifying you in advance. Besides, you naturally have your own original intention of teaching me a lesson, it's nothing." Ye Huang forced a smile and said to Nangong Wudi.
"Well! The brat has been here so many times. I like to hear what he said. No matter what, once you have been trained, you should treat it as a training for the future. I am the elder and you are the junior. I am training you. Listen.
That’s right, it’s not a bad thing!”
"Sweat... this old guy is relying on his old age to show off his old age..." Ye Huang was sweating furiously after hearing Nangong Wudi's words. He was just being polite, and the old guy climbed up the bamboo pole.
"Yes, that's what the old man taught you." Although he criticized Nangong Wudi in his heart for relying on his old age, Ye Huang did not dare to say so and seriously admitted his mistake.
"Grandpa, you are just like the teachers in our school..." Nangong Wudi had just finished his lecture here, and Nangong Che, who had not spoken much, finally found the opportunity to interrupt and raised his neck and said to his grandfather.
"How does it look like your teacher?" Hearing what his grandson said, Nangong Wudi asked with a softened expression.
"After being as shameless as our teacher, he still scolded us when he clearly said something wrong. Our teacher is like this. Last time my deskmate pointed out a word he mispronounced, he also had the same tone!"
"Well, the fact that classmate Xiao Xiao was able to point this out shows that he usually works very hard. Yes, the teacher deliberately wrote this word wrong, but only classmate Xiao Xiao pointed it out in the class. Except for classmate Xiao Xiao, everyone else copied this word two hundred times.
"Nangong Che stood up and imitated his teacher's original tone.
"Grandpa, you can compete with our teachers..." Nangong Che didn't show any respect for his elders at all, and directly mocked Nangong Wudi.
"Pfft... Dad, don't take what Che'er said seriously, he didn't mean it..." Hearing that his son actually said this about his grandfather Nangong Huangtian was not only horrifying, but also funny.
My father was a wise man all his life, but his grandson finally compared him to a teacher who mispronounced words and refused to admit his mistakes. It was really tragic.
Next to them, although Ye Huang and Nangong Qingyin didn't laugh out loud, they were holding it in with all their strength on their faces, and it looked like they were holding it back quite a bit.
"This damn brother-in-law is really invincible. Even his own grandfather dares to ridicule him like this. You are awesome." Looking at Nangong Che, who had a pair of big eyes and looked innocent, Ye Huang could only say that the ignorant are fearless.
Everyone was holding back their laughter, and the most embarrassed person among them was undoubtedly the person involved, Nangong Wudi.
For the first time in decades, Nangong Wudi's old face turned purple and blue when his grandson made such a mockery.
I have been famous all my life, but when I got old, I just wanted to preserve my dignity as an old man, but my own grandson revealed that nothing was left.
"Okay, good grandson, grandpa has decided. The pocket money I promised you just now is gone!"
"Ah, why, Grandpa, you promised me that you would give me pocket money after I passed the exam at sixty. I even promised to treat Xiao Xiao and the others as guests." Nangong Che didn't expect that Wuwu Disaster would happen at this time.
When he came to me, his face immediately burst into tears.
Did I say something wrong? No, I just compared what my grandfather did just now with what the teacher said back then. There was nothing wrong.
Seeing his grandfather curling up his beard in anger, Nangong Che still didn't understand what went wrong.
"Have you ever said that about your grandpa? In your mind, your grandpa is just like that teacher who mispronounced a word and refused to admit it." Staring at his grandson, the old man scolded with wide eyes.
"No...no, grandpa is much better than the teacher." Seeing his grandpa's angry look, Nangong Che shrank his head and whispered in a low voice.
How can my teacher compare with my grandpa? The teacher punishes me for copying my homework every day, and my grandpa gives me pocket money every day. How can I compare?
"I, why don't I feel it? I think the teacher is much better than me. At least you don't dare to say that to the teacher in front of you!"
"No...I also said it in front of him, and I also wrote it." Nangong Che looked at his grandfather and whispered.
"Written!"
"Well, last time the teacher's son snatched Xiao Xiao's pencil, I told him about the teacher, and I even wrote it down!"
"What did you write? Tell grandpa. Once we have agreed, I will consider giving you some more pocket money." At this moment, Nangong Wudi was no longer scolding his invincible grandson, but was listening to this kid with interest.
What interesting things happened in school.
Next to them, Nangong Huangtian, Ye Huang and others were just watching the exchanges between the old and the young as if they were watching a show.
"It's nothing, I just told the truth, but the teacher looked very angry." Nangong Che said slowly, scratching the shiny hair that the housekeeper had combed in the morning.
"Tell me, have you caused trouble again? Grandpa won't blame you this time!"
"Really." Nangong Che said in surprise as he stared.
"You kid won't just wait for what I say." Nangong Wudi said, glaring at his grandson.
"Hehe, how can you..." Hehehe smiled, and the boy showed his fox tail.
Next to him, Ye Huang looked at Nangong Che and said to himself: "This kid is not a child at all. He is just a little fox. He is only ten years old and he already knows how to bargain with his grandfather!"
"Hmph! Tell me, what did you write?"
"It's nothing, it's just... the teacher's son snatched Xiao Xiao's pencil. I drew a big turtle on the blackboard and wrote a sentence below!"
"What words!"
"The lower beam is not straight and the upper beam is crooked..." Nangong Che murmured.
"What, the lower beam is not straight and the upper beam is crooked, are you sure?" Nangong Wudi's eyes widened when he heard his grandson's words.
"Yes... Grandpa, did I write it wrong? The teacher saw it and asked me to stand outside..." Looking at his grandfather secretly, Nangong asked in a low voice.
"You kid...you, hey...you asked me to tell you what you are good at, grandson, I'm convinced..." Holding up his thumb, Nangong Wudi was defeated by his grandson at this moment.
It's obviously that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, but he actually wrote that the lower beam is not straight and the upper beam is crooked. It's really fucking invincible.
Next to him, Nangong Huangtian broke into cold sweat on his forehead when he heard what his son had just said. His son's brain really couldn't be compared with ordinary people.
Regardless of whether what he wrote was right or wrong, it was always a curse when he turned it over and over again. He scolded his teacher for not being upright and crooked, and he scolded the teacher in front of the whole class. I guess only my son would dare to do this.
