Grandpa Lin explained to Lin Jinxing in detail: "The first time he saw Zhou Qiping, he felt that his eyes and temperament were very contradictory.
His temperament is gentle, and his face has a kind and friendly smile, but his eyes are not so pure.
It cannot be said to be pure, as he is a very young person, and his eyes cannot be said to be pure, as he must have experienced the vicissitudes of life and a rich sense of experience.
But is the outer layer of his eyes gentle and tolerant? That layer of eyes is very superficial, and if you don't look carefully, you can easily be deceived.
If you look deeper, you can see the ambition and conspiracy hidden inside. Everything he does and every word he says is calculated and has a deep-seated purpose."
Lin Jinxing was confused. His eyes were like mosquito coils. His eyes were divided into outer and outer layers. How to distinguish them? Cornea, iris, pupil, lens, vitreous body?
There are a lot of layers. Where is the outer layer? Where is the outer layer? What is the dividing line?
Lin Jinxing shook his mushy head and asked, "With his current situation, it's useless no matter how ambitious he is."
Grandpa Lin took a sip of malted milk and said enigmatically: "That's not necessarily true. Talents are not talents at any time. Guo Jia always needs talents.
At that time, Zhou Qiping's ambition would be useful, and Zhou Feng was not that kind of powerless. It would be a matter of time for their grandfather and grandson to work together to develop.
He saw that Zhou Qiping was in good physical condition and had his grandson there to take care of him, so he felt that he should be able to live until that time."
Lin Jinxing frowned and thought for a while. She knew the future history, so she knew whether what grandpa said was wrong.
Lin Jinxing asked curiously again: "What did Grandpa Zhou Feng do? Why does he feel that I dislike him so much?"
Grandpa Lin frowned and sighed: "No, not him, not his old friends who live with him.
There are people who live there who have backing and hidden goods, and they have a lot of good things in their legs. Zhou Qiping also has a lot of good things in his legs, some of which are his own, and some are given to him by Zhou Feng.
Usually they would bring back some good things, such as red noodles, rice, millet, meat, eggs, etc., and he would direct them like the person in charge.
It doesn't matter what you say or what it means. It's not easy for everyone to live there, but it's not fate to be together. We should help each other and share good things together.
At first, everyone thought what he said was wrong, and everyone had a lot of stuff, and it wasn't even a little bit different.
In particular, except for Zhou Qiping, no one else was his friend. Many of them knew each other, and even if they didn't know each other, they all became acquainted with him through his intermediary, so everyone started sharing good things.
Zhou Qiping was talking very well about saving, sharing, and helping each other, but he would eat their food as soon as he got it. If they ate a bowl, he would have to eat a bowl and a half.
When the good food is finished and everyone eats their own coarse grains, he starts to eat another bowl. But when eating people, even if it is not coarse grains, he still has to eat a bowl and a half.
At first, everyone didn't take it seriously. Half a bowl of rice and a few mouthfuls of vegetables were nothing good, so it wasn't worth arguing with him.
But when he had something good, he would hide it and eat it secretly, which made other people very unhappy. Once or twice, everyone tolerated it, and after more times, someone complained.
But because he was thick-skinned, he would not take it out, and would only take out a little bit when absolutely necessary.