The male voice that Xiao Xiao heard before said very rudely, "We won't open the store today. Let's take a walk."
"Leave quickly."
...
Xiao Xiao looked over.
He is a man in his early thirties.
He is thin and has a gloomy complexion.
There is a gloomy color between the eyebrows.
Clearly something is bothering me.
...
"Mutansong!"
The old man next to the man shouted angrily, "Why are you talking?"
Immediately, the old man looked at Xiao Xiao with an apologetic look on his face, "This guest, I'm really sorry."
"Our store is closed today."
"Can you please come back tomorrow?"
...
"Grandpa Mu, I am Xiao Xiao from Xiao's Tea House, do you still remember me?"
Xiao Xiao smiled and revealed his identity.
…
"Xiao Xiao?"
The old man was confused for a moment, but soon his frown relaxed a little, and a look of surprise appeared on his face, "It's Xiaoxiao."
"I haven't seen you kid for a long time."
"The last time I heard about you was when you were admitted to Yanda."
"Your grandparents, parents, and parents were very happy at that time."
"We, the neighbors, are also very happy for you."
...
"You're a kid who has a lot of potential."
"You could tell from a young age that he was different from other children."
…
Seeing the junior whom he had never seen before, the old man suddenly started chatting and started chattering.
Just when Xiao Xiao was about to interrupt the old man, he heard the man next to the old man shout in a very bad tone: "Old man, Luo Li is so annoying."
...
Then, the man turned his head and glared at Xiao Xiao, "Don't you see that we, father and son, have something to talk about?"
"Why are you so ignorant?"
"I'm really stupid at reading. I have no ability to observe words and emotions at all!"
"You-ouch!"
The man tilted his body and howled miserably.
It turned out that Mr. Mu heard the boy talking more and more outrageously. He got angry and picked up the wooden sculpture next to him and hit the man hard on the body. "You stinky boy, an unfilial son, how can you talk?"
"When did I teach you this?"
"You want to make me angry too, right?"
"Yes or no?!"
As the old man spoke, he hit the man with something in his hand.
The man twisted left and right, screaming repeatedly, "Smelly old man, what are you doing?"
"Stop! Stop!"
"I told you to stop!"
"You can't understand people, can you?"
The man's eyes were about to burst, and the pain on his body made him already grumpy. Especially during this period of depression, he almost lost his mind, and his actions lost some importance.
He stretched out his hand and pushed the old man away.
…
The old man had made an angry move before, but the man was caught off guard and fell into a passive state.
Moreover, when I hit my son, the son is always a little worried even if he wants to fight back.
And once these worries are gone, how can the old man compare with the strength of the young man?
…
The old man was pushed backwards.
Behind it is the counter with sharp edges. If the old man hits it, he may be seriously injured.
...
In the midst of lightning and flint, Xiao Xiao reached out and grabbed the old man.
"Grandpa Mu, are you okay?"
The old man's lips were trembling. I don't know if he was angry or frightened.
...
Maybe both.
…
After a while, the old man regained consciousness.
He stretched out his hand and pointed at the man. Not only his fingers, but his whole arm, and even his whole body were trembling slightly, "Okay, okay, brat!"
The old man's voice was hoarse and he was shaking violently, "I am your father!"
"You actually attacked me!"
"You, you unfilial son!"
…
The man's heart skipped a beat when he saw the old man almost knocking himself onto the counter.
He originally wanted to push the old man aside, but unexpectedly the old man resisted and fell backwards.
Seeing that the old man was caught by the young man, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Then when he heard the old man scolding him, he curled his lips in disdain, and with anger in his heart, his words naturally didn't sound very nice, "Didn't you already say that I am an unfilial son?"
"Are you tired of saying the same thing too often?"
...
"Besides, you were careless just now, and you blame me?!"
"Rely on the old and sell the old!"
…
"you you-"
The old man pointed at the man and his hand shook even more.
…
"What am I!"
The man was very impatient and tried to swat the old man's unsightly finger, but when he was about to drop it, his wrist was clamped by a strong force.
He looked stunned, and used all his strength without believing in evil.
But it is like a mud cow entering the sea, unable to stir up any waves.
...
He was breathing heavily, his eyes were red, and he yelled viciously: "You bastard, if you have sense, let go quickly, or else-"