Me, I, I......

Zhuang Zhiqing was so angry that he almost didn't mention it in one breath.

"Ask your grandfather!" Zhuang Zhiqing waved his sleeves, snorted lightly, and turned around and left directly.

The joy and excitement of promotion through the pulse are nine times out of ten.

Zhuang Mingtang's grandfather is called Zhuang Zhihe, will Zhuang Zhihe talk to this eldest grandson of his?

Yes!

Zhuang Zhiqing said with certainty, yes!

His eldest grandson is not close to his own grandfather, but strangely close to his eldest grandfather and fifth grandfather, and often, they come to Zhuang Mingtang to "play".

I don't know what evil those old guys have fallen into!

Zhuang Zhiqing himself is not close to his eldest grandson, and he doesn't want to be close very much, not to mention, he already has Mingxuan.

How cute Mingxuan is!

And Zhuang Mingtang, this stinky boy, can't even talk about being cute!

But seeing those old guys so close to him, Zhuang Zhiqing felt wrong in his heart, very wrong!

At the same time, he was curious.

So he watched from afar.

Watched more than once.

On one occasion, Zhuang Mingtang and his grandfather Zhuang Zhihe were observing ants, and they guessed how many ants were in the ant nest underground, Zhuang Zhihe guessed a hundred, and Zhuang Mingtang guessed a thousand.

Zhuang Zhihe got the ant nest out.

Zhuang Mingtang won.

Zhuang Zhihe went to the street and bought a shortbread cake for Zhuang Mingtang.

Hmph, if you eat such a sweet cake at such a young age, you are not afraid of losing your teeth!

But after that, almost half of this crispy cake was eaten by Mingxuan, and the other half was eaten by a few other little leather children, but Zhuang Mingtang himself only took one bite.

I don't know what he's trying to do.

Later, in a place where there was no one else, Zhuang Zhiqing asked Xiao Mingxuan: "Good Xuan'er, is the crisp cake delicious?"

"It's delicious!" Zhuang Mingxuan's eyes lit up, and as he said this, he licked his lips again, obviously still savoring the sweetness of the crisp cake.

"That's your brother's. ”

"He doesn't eat!"

Again, Zhuang Mingtang and his fifth grandfather, Zhuang Zhixin, were chatting, and they were talking about how big the sun really was.

Zhuang Zhixin guessed that the sun was much bigger than what he saw, and it might be bigger than the entire Kunshan Mountain.

Zhuang Mingtang said that it may be bigger than 100 million Kunshan.

100 million, how big is that?

No matter how big it is, it's.

The other old people who were watching unanimously agreed that Zhuang Mingtang had lost.

Zhuang Mingtang pleaded guilty.

Zhuang Mingtang told them stories.

Phew, a group of old guys listen to a little doll whose hair hasn't grown yet tell the ancients, do you know if you are ashamed, do you want an old face?

Zhuang Zhiqing listened sideways, but unfortunately the distance was a little far, Zhuang Mingtang's voice was also a little small, he only listened to half of the truth, and when he got closer, the story had already been told, Zhuang Zhiqing didn't even enter the courtyard, and turned around and left directly.

Again......

Anyway, it's all childish.

Zhuang Zhiqing watched from the sidelines, watched once, watched twice, and watched three times......

Later, he didn't bother to pay attention.

Just nasty.

Hate those old guys.

Hate Zhuang Mingtang.

He saw Zhuang Mingtang even less often, but every day, Zhuang Mingtang either sat under the old tree in the court in a daze, or was surrounded by some little guys, or surrounded by some old guys.

It's all these things anyway.

Childish things.

Broken things.

On one occasion, it was actually a group of little leather children standing by the small river in Menxi, standing in a row, peeing into the creek, farther than anyone else.

Zhuang Mingtang made a ruling.

Then the little guy named Zhuang Mingting won, he is the old seventh.

Zhuang Mingtang found some big leaves, the largest one was scratched by him three times and two, and some places in the middle were empty, somehow Zhuang Mingting's appearance was drawn, it was quite similar!

He marked other leaves, "warrior", "master", "strong", and some small characters, "If I am a king, I will give you a king", "If I am a king, I will be mader than the sky", and so on.

Then use small tree strips to string these leaves, string them into a circle, and hang them around Zhuang Mingting's neck.

The largest piece is facing his chest, and the others are the left shoulder, the right shoulder, and the back.

Zhuang Mingting, who was wearing big leaves, stood among his friends, showing off his might, and he was so proud that he was about to go to the sky.

The other little leather children were so envious that their eyes were shining and their eyes were on fire, and they looked at Zhuang Mingting and then at Zhuang Mingtang, Zhuang Mingting held his head high, ignoring it, Zhuang Mingtang spread his hands, "Mingting won, he is the eldest brother, and the glory of the king can only be worn by the eldest brother!"

Phew, what a and childish thing!

That's all!

Later, Zhuang Zhiqing really didn't pay attention to Zhuang Mingtang at all, but only regarded him as a transparent person.

Zhuang Mingting, that is, the little guy who wore "Glory of Kings", didn't expect that the boxing fight was actually quite stable, and this time he was also one of the four best performers in the martial arts training field.

It's a pity that there is only one place, and he can't go.

If the quota is not given to the two Mingshui families, and there are three places left, then he will most likely be able to occupy one.

Also, Zhuang Mingtang, you are usually not very dragged, the little guy is looking for you to play, and the old guy is also looking for you to play, why didn't you go to heaven?

Is that how you fight when you practice physical boxing, my Xiao Mingxuan is two years younger than you, but he is no worse than you, you are not ashamed to be a brother?

It's a pity that those old guys, one by one, are all old and dizzy, and the higher the cultivation, the more dizzy the old eyes are.

I don't know the mountain jade with my eyes!

My little Xuan'er is so outstanding, he is the youngest, but he has the best performance among the four!

Why can't you old guys see that?

One by one, Mingtang Mingtang, Mingtang, Mingtang, as if Zhuang Mingtang is your own eldest grandson, I'm phew!

Why didn't anyone nominate my Xiao Xuan'er?

If you don't mention it, I'll mention it!

You don't call the shots for him, I'll call the shots for him!

You are all in charge of Zhuang Mingtang, but the head of the family still doesn't want to listen to me in the end?

Mingxuan, look at grandpa, grandpa is in charge of you!

Zhuang Mingtang, don't even think about it!

Thinking about miscellaneous things in his mind, it was almost from the time Zhuang Mingtang landed on the ground, and all the way to the ancestral hall discussion just now, Zhuang Zhiqing thought a lot, and his steps were getting faster and faster.

Soon, I arrived at my yard and entered my door.

"Mingxuan, my little Xuan'er, hurry, come to grandpa!" he shouted after stepping through the door.

The people in the big house, the second room, the third room, and the fourth room were all shouted by him.

Oh, the fourth child hasn't got married yet, and it's not a house, but he has already lived alone, barely half a room.

"Dad, what do you say?" said the second child.

"Venerable Master, what about my Yong'er, can he go to the spiritual realm to practice?" said the eldest daughter-in-law.

Rushes.

Zhuang Zhiqing looked around, glanced at it, and then shouted in a deep voice: "You all go away! ”

A group of people dispersed unwillingly.

But it didn't go far.

Those who entered the house hid in the window, and those who entered the courtyard put their ears against the wall, and went to the well to fetch water, but they only cared about shaking the rope, and did not shake the bucket up for a long time.

Zhuang Zhiqing didn't care.

"Xuan'er, you can go to the spiritual realm to practice!" Zhuang Zhiqing offered a treasure to his good grandson.

"Is my brother taking me?"

"No, there is only one place, only you can go, your brother can't go. ”

"Then I won't go, let my brother go. ”

Heart congestion!

。 Museum of Literature