Seeing Zhou Shiqi looking at him eagerly, sweating on his forehead with anxiety, and winking wildly at him, Wang Keer couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.
I'm asking you to secretly prepare a gift for the second elder by yourself without telling me!
What are you doing now? You can’t give out the carefully prepared gift. Are you dumbfounded now?
This is called flattery on the horse's leg!
Grandma is greatly influenced by grandpa, and generally she will not accept gifts from outsiders.
Although he was constantly scolding Zhou Shiqi in his heart, Wang Keer's beautiful eyes glanced at him, and she still smiled and said good things for him.
"Grandma, just accept it, don't waste Lao Zhou's hard work."
Zhou Shiqi also interjected from the side: "Yes, grandma, just accept it. This is what I grew in my own land. It's really not worth a lot of money."
Seeing that she couldn't refuse, and her own granddaughter asked her to accept the gift, after careful consideration, Mrs. Wang reluctantly accepted the gift bag.
After that, Wang Keer took Zhou Shiqi to the bedroom of the main house. After the two of them left, Mrs. Wang looked at the gift bag in her hand. She was also very curious about the gift Zhou Shiqi gave.
Soon, she placed the rosewood box on the coffee table and opened it.
Almost instantly, a strong medicinal fragrance hit my face.
Immediately afterwards, this aroma gradually filled the living room of the main house, and the medicinal fragrance spread.
Just smelling it will make you feel energetic.
"This is... ginseng?!" Looking at a good-looking old ginseng lying quietly in a rosewood box, Mrs. Wang's eyes almost popped out of her head. She murmured, "This
Is it the thousand-year-old wild ginseng? This is almost thicker than a carrot..."
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On the other side, Wang Keer brought Zhou Shiqi to the bedroom of the main house. Looking at the closed door, Wang Keer's breathing suddenly began to become rapid.
Although she knew that her grandfather was still alive and well, she learned from her grandmother that her grandfather was also seriously injured. He was recovering from the serious injury and still needed to rest.
To say I’m not nervous would be a lie!
Just when Wang Keer was hesitant, but didn't dare to knock on the door with his stretched out hand, Zhou Shiqi grinned, knocked on the door in a very self-talk, and then pressed the door directly.
Pull the handle and open the bedroom door.
The door opened, and after seeing Mr. Wang's current state clearly, the corners of Zhou Shiqi's mouth twitched slightly, and Wang Keer's face turned dark at that time, and all the uneasiness in his heart disappeared.
What caught their eyes was Mr. Wang sitting upright on the bed, watching TV and eating peanuts.
At this time, he raised his head and was blowing on the wine bottle from Red Star Erguotou.
Seeing the bedroom door suddenly opened, Mr. Wang was so frightened that he spit out a mouthful of old wine on the spot.
He kept coughing.
"Uh-huh, uh-huh..."
After a long while, Mr. Wang raised his head with a stern expression, and at the same time, he concealed the wine bottle in his hand behind his back.
After doing all this, Mr. Wang scratched his cheek and said with a dry smile: "Ke'er, there is still more than a month before the school's winter vacation. Why did you come back early?"
Wang Keer didn't say a word. She crossed her arms, pouted her little mouth, and stared at Mr. Wang angrily.
"Uh..." A big drop of sweat instantly fell down his face. Mr. Wang licked his dry lips and said dryly, "What's going on? Who made our Ke'er so angry? Tell grandpa,
Grandpa will help you vent your anger!"
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Zhou Shiqi, who was still standing at the door of the bedroom. Mr. Wang raised his eyebrows and pointed at Zhou Shiqi: "Who is this brat? Did he make you angry?"
"See if I don't beat him to death!"
As he spoke, Mr. Wang put his left hand on the edge of the bed, and he was already ready to pounce on Zhou Shiqi.
Zhou Shiqi's face turned dark at that time. It's none of my business. I'm just a melon-eater, okay?
He felt that he was so unjustly accused. He stood at the door without saying a word the whole time. This was purely an unreasonable disaster!
"Grandpa, please don't change the subject yet, you... Huh?!" As she was speaking, Wang Keer's eyes suddenly froze, and then her breathing became rapid, her eyes fixed on Mr. Wang's right arm.
An empty sleeve.
With just a flicker of his figure, Wang Keer had already arrived in front of Mr. Wang.
She clutched Mr. Wang's empty sleeve tightly, and her chest began to rise and fall violently.
After a long while, Wang Keer raised her head. Her eyes were cold and stern, her face was so gloomy that she was almost dripping with water, and her voice was even more bone-chilling, making people shudder.
"Grandpa, what happened to your arm? Who did it?"
"Who is so cruel that he won't even let go of an old man in his seventies?"
"Grandpa, please tell me, who is the person who cut off your arm?"
"I must avenge this!"
Zhou Shiqi's eyes also flashed with cold light. He took a step forward and gently held Wang Keer's little hand: "Count me in for revenge!"
Rubbing his temples, Mr. Wang rolled his eyes angrily: "What's the point of revenge? The murderer who cut off my arm is myself. Are you going to kill me?"
"Ah?!" Zhou Shiqi and Wang Keer looked at each other, never expecting such an unexpected answer.
This is completely different from what they imagined!
Especially Zhou Shiqi, he knows some of Mr. Wang's past.
He also knew that Mr. Wang had an enemy who hated him to the core.
For some unknown reason, that man did not kill him directly, but instead placed a curse on Mr. Wang, hoping that he would not die a good death.
If Zhou Shiqi hadn't happened to break the curse on Mr. Wang by chance, the time would have been delayed even longer. By the time Mr. Wang's resentment completely broke out, he would have died.
The chill in his body dissipated slightly, Wang Keer frowned slightly and said: "Grandpa, was your head squeezed by the door, or was it kicked by a donkey?"
"Or are you saying that you are already suffering from Alzheimer's disease at your age?"
"Or maybe you have made your brain stupid by practicing boxing, thinking that if you break an arm, you can become Yang Guo, and now you have mastered the soul palm and become the only one in the martial arts?"
Mr. Wang's face turned dark at that time, and he was so angry that he was blowing his beard and staring.
This little girl has grown up and her wings have become stronger, right?
How dare you say that about your grandfather?
Are you too brave?
Mr. Wang was very embarrassed. If he hadn't had some compelling reasons, he would have cut off his arm only after his head was slapped.
Do you really think that he is an iron man and is not afraid of pain?