Seeing that I just complained a few words casually, my youngest son actually went out of his way to get the kitchen knife back for him at night. It seems that he will love Yao Zuer more in the future. He is really a good and filial son.
ah.
Seeing the expression on Uncle Gong Jian's face, from confusion to doubt to determination, and then a look of satisfaction. Uncle Gong Jian didn't need to think carefully to understand what she was thinking. He waved his hand impatiently
, "Okay, go to bed quickly. You know how to mess around all day long."
The actual situation is that Uncle Gong Jian is a little bit disgusted. He didn't expect that his youngest son would actually take such a big risk to go to Gong Jian's house and leave something behind just because of his mother's few complaints.
Take out the kitchen knife for his mother.
Yaozu, what is this kid thinking? Doesn’t he know that he is a scholar and should cherish feathers? What if others find out, what will people say about him? His future reputation will be ruined. Just because
This kitchen knife, a few fucking complaints, and he did such a mindless thing.
Uncle Gong Jian snorted coldly in his heart. This child still thinks too little, and he should be educated well in the future. Of course, he would never admit it. He just felt that his youngest son was more inclined to his stupid mother, and he was a little jealous.
That’s all.
Seeing her man lying down and getting ready to fall asleep again, Aunt Gong Jian woke up from the full feeling of happiness just now. As soon as she woke up, she immediately said: "Hey, boss, don't sleep yet. I have to go.
Look at our Yaozu. This kid doesn’t know what happened to him just now, so don’t scare Yaozu. I heard those people say, but I heard a cry.”
At this time, Aunt Gong Jian's heart was full of worries. Now she remembered that when those people came, they had said that they were awakened by hearing a miserable cry.
She is a little worried about her youngest son now. She wonders if the younger son is injured or twisted his foot like her boss. If that is the case, the scream should be caused by her younger son. Aunt Gong Jian is a little worried.
I was afraid of this possibility and quickly suppressed this bad thought. At the same time, I prayed to the gods, Buddhas and bodhisattvas from all over the world to protect me and never let my little son get hurt.
She now hopes that Yaozu encountered something else on the road. That cry should not have come from his youngest son, that would be better.
At this time, Auntie Gong Jian was very anxious and wanted to check quickly to see if her little son was injured somewhere? Or frightened somewhere. Her son was so filial, so of course she, as a mother, had to show her kindness.
But before Uncle Gong Jian could walk out of the room, Uncle Gong Jian stopped her with words: "Okay, stop making trouble. If there was something that couldn't be solved with Yaozu, he would have come to see us long ago.
Now since there is no movement from his side, just calm down for a while. Besides, the neighbors on the left and right have just returned home, so maybe they haven't slept well yet. What kind of noise are you making here?
I don't care if someone else recruits you again, you can handle this matter yourself."
Uncle Gong Jian's words immediately placed Uncle Gong Jian's wife there. She also remembered at this moment that no matter what, if others knew that Gong Yao's group carried the ladder out, they wanted to enter Gong Jian's house.
So what do people think of their youngest sons?
Even if you explain to others that your son moved the ladder to get into Gong Jian's house just to get the kitchen knife back for her, the mother-in-law, how can others believe such a thing?
Besides, wouldn't people ask, why did your kitchen knife appear at Gong Jian's house? It's like pulling out the carrot and bringing out the mud. Do you want to confess to others the good things you and your man have done?
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After a long psychological struggle, Aunt Gong Jian finally obeyed her man's instructions, climbed into bed carefully, and simply continued to sleep.
On the other side of the courtyard, Gong Yaozu, who had been hiding under the quilt, finally heard the people in the courtyard slowly disperse, and the small courtyard returned to calm.
He slowly crawled out of the quilt. With this movement, he immediately felt that his whole body was about to fall apart, and every part was screaming in pain. He did not even dare to touch his face, which seemed to be now
It was swollen, my face was stretched tight, and even my teeth on one side were a little loose.
But now he had no choice but to wrap himself up tightly with the quilt and persuade himself to fall asleep quickly. It would be fine if he fell asleep. Sleeping would relieve a thousand worries.
The night passed like this. Early the next morning, Aunt Gong Jian got up early. She prepared breakfast and then knocked on her son's door, "Yaozu, my mother is bringing you breakfast."
Coming."
After not hearing her son's answer for a long time, Mrs. Gong Jian pushed the door open and wanted to go in, but found that her son's room was locked from the inside.
This is a rare thing. His son has never had any interference at home since he was a child. Not to mention that in the past few months, Uncle Gong Jian has often checked on his son's study status. Therefore, Gong Yaozu will not do anything to interfere.
The door thing.
With breakfast in her hand, Aunt Gong Jian knocked on the door a few more times. She didn't dare to let go of her throat and shouted loudly, so she could only call in a low voice: "Yaozu, Yaozu, wake up and give it to mother."
Open the door and honor your ancestors."
But no matter how she shouted, there was still no answer in the room. Aunt Gong Jian put her ear to the door leaf and listened carefully to what was going on inside. It seemed that she could only hear a slight snoring.
Hearing the slight snoring, Mrs. Gong Jian felt relieved. At least it meant that her son was still sleeping. Then she thought about it, he didn't rest at all last night just to get the kitchen knife for himself. He didn't know that his son was still sleeping.
How long he had been preparing before, it can be seen that this time he was exhausted.
Auntie Gong Jian's strange sense of satisfaction filled her heart again. She turned around and put the breakfast back in the kitchen and continued to warm it. It was better to wait until her little son got up before letting him eat.
Anyway, now that my man has sprained his ankle, it is impossible to spy on his youngest son studying, so he simply lets Yaozu have a good sleep. The past few months at home have been really hard on him. He is such a filial and obedient person, and he is willing to
The motivated younger son should also relax occasionally.
Aunt Gong Jian returned to the kitchen, put her youngest son's breakfast in the big pot, and continued to warm it. She wanted to keep this meal, after all, she also hid a poached egg in it. This was her meal for her younger son.
The subsidy is also part of her love as a loving mother. (To be continued)