This was the first time I heard Grandpa Jun's voice. He was very kind and distressed. I thought, if he was also my grandfather, he would love me like this, how nice it would be.
He turned to look at the busy servant and asked sternly: "Miss, what's going on?"
Before the servant had time to speak, the woman holding Xiao Qing said in a serious voice, "It was this little girl who pushed Xiao Qing down."
As soon as I finished saying this, a sharp gaze shot towards me.
I shuddered subconsciously and shrank back.
"Who are you?" The old man looked at me and walked closer step by step.
I shrank back more and more. My body was suddenly picked up in the air. I thought someone was picking me up from behind and throwing me directly downstairs. I was so frightened that I clutched the arm of the person holding me until my nose.
I smelled the familiar fragrance of gardenia, and all my strength relaxed. I felt a special pain in my body, and felt wronged. The tears in my eyes could no longer be held back, and they fell silently.
Uncle Zhong also followed me, held my forearm, and yelled "Oh!" "Why did you bleed so much?"
I was moved into a more comfortable position so that Uncle Zhong could better examine my forearm. In this way, I saw Jun Changqian's face.
Tense, gloomy, with indifference and alienation, she said to Grandpa Jun: "This is the child I want to adopt. Her name is Buyu, Jun Buyu!"
Grandpa Jun stared at him coldly: "I haven't agreed yet!"
But Jun Changqian was very determined: "Whether you agree or not, I will adopt her! Uncle Zhong, I'm sorry that I'm hurt, let's go home."
Grandpa Jun shouted: "Unfilial bastard, where are you going home? You are at home, where else do you want to go back?"
Jun Changqian said: "This is your home, not mine. Uncle Zhong, let's go!"
After saying that, without looking at Grandpa Jun's face, he hugged me and walked downstairs. Uncle Zhong followed behind us. After hesitating in a dilemma, he still picked up his steps and went downstairs. He ran to the car in the yard, but he didn't
He was not in a hurry to open the car door, but persuaded him: "Master, didn't you just have a good conversation? Buyu was hurt, and I feel bad for him, but it has made the matter more difficult. You can't adopt this child after all, this..."
Jun Changqian didn't say a word. With just a cold look, Uncle Zhong was silenced. He reluctantly opened the car door and let us in.
I was held in his arms and looked through the car window. Grandpa Jun also followed me out, his face covered with a layer of frost. Behind him, the woman was holding Xiao Qing, with fear in her eyes, but also a
Some sense of success.
I suddenly understood that she said it was me who recommended Xiaoqing without asking any questions. There were too many implications in this.
"Does it hurt?" Jun Changqian's voice was very soft. Seeing the worry in his eyes, I shook my head and gave him a smile.
When Aunt Pei's people whipped me down, it hurt me even more. When that man hugged me and bit me, it hurt me even more. Now that he's still hugging me, what's the pain?
"Be quiet and be good. If it hurts, just cry." Jun Changqian coaxed. But I really didn't cry anymore. I even stopped crying and shook my head at Jun Changqian.
Jun Changqian rubbed my hair distressedly. Uncle Zhong couldn't help but look at the rearview mirror. He walked out of the road outside Jun's house and turned to one side. He didn't go the way he came, and drove straight to the hospital.
