Grandpa saw that Faqiuzhi said this, so he gave up on me.
Grandpa rarely hit me. I felt like I had been greatly wronged. I couldn't hold it back and shed tears. I thought it was easy for me. At the beginning, I didn't know a damn thing. Why should I bear it?
What inexplicable responsibility, I have never seen the cinnabar on Kunlun Mountain, what kind of engagement, when did I know about it?
Who did I provoke?
The more I thought about it, the more I felt wronged. I sobbed intermittently. This cry made my whole body hurt so much that I held it in as hard as I could. I didn’t want to see my grandpa anymore. He didn’t tell me anything, which made me scolded and beaten.
I tilted my head and lay on the quilt, tears streaming down my face uncontrollably.
When grandpa saw me like this, he either scolded me or not, which made him blush. He quickly patted me on the shoulder and persuaded me: "Grandson, stop crying. Grandpa will buy you some candied haws when you go home."
Second Grandpa couldn't hold it back, burst out laughing, and accused Grandpa: "I'm telling you, boss, this kid is so old, and he still does the same thing."
Then, he turned to look at the third grandpa, raised his chin, and said: "Third son, please persuade the eldest grandson, don't you have the most evil ideas? Ah?"
Third Grandpa shook his head, let out a breath of air through his nose, and said: "What am I good at? Logically speaking, I don't blame the child at all. If the boss hits someone, it will really make Mian'er feel aggrieved, but if he doesn't... so what?
Report to the officials."
At this point, he had no other choice. He sighed, looked at my sister Guo Jiayan and said, "Go and comfort the buried son and persuade him to be more open-minded."
My sister Guo Jiayan didn't expect me to cry. It was obvious that she was not good at coaxing a crying person. She came over, knelt down, looked at me for a while, clicked her tongue and said, "A man's tears are not easy."
Now...my brother, when you cry, you look like a little girl who has never been married..."
Calling me a yellow-flowered little girl? I can bear it, but I would rather get a slap from my grandfather. Before she could finish her words, I quickly wiped away my tears with the sleeves of my military coat and said: "Stop! Stop it! Come on!"
Come on, I won’t cry anymore, I won’t feel wronged anymore.”
The three grandpas looked at each other and were made to laugh again. The grandpa leaned forward and said kindly: "Fu'er, don't be angry with grandpa. Be obedient and know some things. There is such an arrangement.
What's more, if I tell you the truth from the beginning, you may not be able to figure it out."
My sister Guo Jiayan stood up, let out a long breath, and said: "Yes, brother, before I was seventeen years old, I thought I was an ordinary person, but since I went to the United States, I have realized how big our family is.
Huge, I think...this is already good, at least it allows us to take a breather and have a good memory before doing big things, right?"
My grandfather chuckled, nodded and said, "That's right, Bian'er, look at what wonderful memories you had before you were seventeen."
I was so angry that I rolled my eyes. Good memories? Are they really good memories? If I lived in a ravine with a group of tomb robbers for seventeen years, if they were called good memories, I might be kicked in the head by a donkey.
Got it.
At this moment, I thought the whole situation had been resolved, but Su Daji still walked towards me. The third grandfather and the third grandfather immediately took out their guns. The third grandfather said: "I want to see what you want to do.
