The characteristics of the feudal family is that being a father will never consider the child's self -esteem. They are more ways to get along with the children.
That is, Lao Tzu must be right. Being a son must obey Lao Tzu. Regardless of your own truth, Lao Tzu has to care about you. You must also be obedient.
Zhou Guozhang especially played this to the extreme, so he couldn't consider the psychological problem of the child at all, and he didn't think it was what.
Therefore, after bringing Zhou Jia back, he directly pumped a few sticks of Zhou Jia, kneeling on the ancestral hall, and then dealt with the rumors of the wind and rain outside.
When Zhou Jia fell miserable in the ancestral hall, everyone was afraid of Zhou Guozhang's anger and did not dare to see him. The first one came to see him was Gu Mo.
Gu Mo came to the extreme.
"I know that I shouldn't come for tens of millions of reasons, but I am really afraid that Guozhang's temper will embarrass you. I can only see it in person. I can rest assured that I can see you okay ..."
Zhou Jia was moved to no longer, and the tears fell off.
Gu Mo seemed to discover that Zhou Jia was seriously injured at this time, quickly comforting, and took out the healing injuries that had been prepared for a long time to apply it for Zhou Jia.
Zhou Jia was originally injured. After all, it was his own son. Zhou Guozhang couldn't get dead. It was Zhou Jia's fine skin and tender meat. The skin trauma also looked particularly heavy on him.
But Gu Mo's healing medicine went, Zhou Jia was really seriously injured.
Gu Mo's face was distressed and cared for, "This medicine is a tribute to the tribute, the effect is very good, that is, it hurts to apply it on the wound, you tolerate."
Zhou Jiazheng wanted to cry, Gu Mo said again; "You are a real man, what is this pain for you? Unlike the sons of my waste, the fart is a little injured and will die."
Zhou Jia suddenly swallowed back, and Gu Mo sprinkled with medicine on his wound. He was almost passing by, and he clenched his teeth and didn't shout the pain.
After his wound was filled with medicine powder, Gu Mo sighed. "When the Guozhang took you to leave the palace, I also advised Guozhang to say something well, don't do it to you, how can you make you like this?
Why……"
Zhou Jia was also wronged and felt that his father could hate it, but he couldn't see his younger son, so he was wrong to do whatever he did, so he always made excuses to hit him!
Gu Mo looked guilty and continued to play his spirit of tea art.
"In the final analysis, it's not good. If you can stop you, you will not let you fight with nine thousand years. If you can persuade you not to fight with the queen ...
... "
Zhou Jia said quickly; "It has nothing to do with you, that is, my father did a lot of questions, see me unhappy and deliberately find me trouble!"
Gu Mo also explained for Zhou Guozhang, "You can't say that, tiger poison does not eat the son, you are the son of the Guozhang, how could he really not like you? Just love the son and heart, it is inevitable ..."
This did not reduce Zhou Jia's resentment of Zhou Guozhang at all.
"He is the elder brother! He is dissatisfied with me, but when he has my son in his heart, he won't hit me!"
Zhou Jia had never been beaten to death by his father, so occasionally Zhou Guozhang hit him once, and he could not accept it.
Gu Mo saw his emotional excitement, so he had no choice but to follow his words, "Yes, it's all in the country ..."
Sighing, and continued; "You only have a sense of justice, you will make a noise in Yong'an Palace for a while. In other words, you don't have much fault.
I thought it was not thoughtful, thinking that you were the son of the Guozhang, he would not be willing to hit you, otherwise he would not let the Guozai take you out of the palace. "
Zhou Jia was moved with tears. "Everyone only likes my elder brother. They all say that I mix out and don't like me. Only you appreciate me in this world. Only you care about me. Your Majesty, you are a good person. If I am your son
OK……"
"I hope you are your son's son."
Gu Mo also entered the play in minutes. "The sons of the restrants are not around, and only you will care about me like a child. I also treat you as a son in my heart.
I was sad when I was injured ... "
Then continue to invest in the interpretation, "I always feel that I am very close to you, it seems to be my father and son in my last life ..."
Zhou Jia couldn't hold it anymore. He felt that in Gu Mo, he felt the long -lost father's love, and he couldn't help but lay in Gu Mo's arms and cried.
Gu Mo patted his back comfortably, and looked out of the door through Zhou Jia's head.
Zhou Guozhang did not know how long he heard it outside the door. Anyway, Gu Mo could see her trembling beard.
My son hates himself and wants to be a son for others. It is estimated that who is a father can't bear it.
No matter how deep the old treacherous city was, Zhou Guozhang couldn't help it at this moment. Finally, he opened the door and rushed towards Zhou Jia.
He scolded Zhou Jia without scolding Gu Mo. In fact, he was scolding Gu Mo.
The scolding is ugly, Gu Mo's skin is thick, anyway, it doesn't feel much.
As for Zhou Jia ...
Where did he know that Zhou Guozhang was scolding Gu Mo, he only knew that Zhou Guozhang said to him. He said to him.
He couldn't care about the pain on his body, and roared angrily; "Since my son is so unable to have your heart, then you kill me!"
Zhou Guozhang really pulled his sword by him. Zhou Jia's face was fearless, "You come, kill me! Kill me!"
Zhou Guozhang's sword wave is not not waving nor or not. I count on Gu Mo to come out to play the round field, but Gu Mo only knows that it is interesting to watch the drama.
Zhou Jia was still angry with Zhou Guozhang, and Zhou Guozhang couldn't bear it.
But his sword was deliberately deviated, and it was impossible to hurt Zhou Jia at all.
Gu Mo operated at this time, rushing up to push Zhou Jia, and then accurately pushed Zhou Jia to Zhou Guozhang's sword.
Zhou Jia's shoulder was stabbed by the sword, and then looked at Zhou Guozhang with an unbelievable face.
"You really want to kill me?! You want to kill your son?!"
Zhou Guo's cheeks twitched, staring at Gu Mo.
Gu Mo, "Hey, green slave, this is not the fault of the Guozi, but me, I think the state boss is really anxious to kill you, so I want to push you away, I don’t expect ..."
Zhou Guozhang could no longer care about the emperor, and yelled; "You shut me up! If it wasn't for your heart and his son's feelings, why would our father and son make it like this?"
Zhou Jia angrily; "What happened between our father and son, what does it have to do with your Majesty?"
Gu Mo looked guilty, "No, the emperor is right, I do have a responsibility. Although I like Qingnu, I am an outsider after all. I should not interfere too much, and I should not let the emperor misunderstand that I want to rob him.