Mrs. Pan left after eating, leaving Mr. Pan father and son, and began to preach to her son and grandson, and her serious words were nothing more than to unite them, they were brothers and relatives, and they should not let others see jokes.

In the hall, except for the adult's table in the meeting, there was only Xiao Qianbao alone, although there was a servant on the side, but it was also very boring.

Xiao Qianbao, who was bored in every way, took out two night pearls and played marbles, bounced from one side of the coffee table to that other, and then from that side to this side.

The coffee table is very small, and the night pearl hits the target disobediently, and it will roll down to the ground if it bends, but fortunately there is a wool blanket under the coffee table, and it will not make a crisp sound.

The maid thought that Xiao Qianbao was playing with two beads, and she didn't care very much, until Pan Xin exclaimed: "Night Pearl!"

She originally had a night pearl, but then she didn't know where to go, although the night pearl was more than half and half smaller than this night pearl, and it also made her cry for a long time.

Xiao Qianbao watched her pick up the night pearl on the ground, and frowned slightly: "Auntie!"

Pan Xinren is not so rude and willful, he looked at returning the night pearl to Xiao Qianbao, and asked worriedly: "You take it out like this, aren't you afraid that others will rob you?"

Xiao Qianbao's chin rested on the coffee table, and her hands rolled back and forth with two night pearls: "Why do you want to rob it, don't they have it themselves?"

Pan Xin sighed, resting her chin on the coffee table like her, her eyes staring at the two rolling night pearls, both eyes shining: "You don't understand, not everyone has a good father like you." ”

Xiao Qianbao looked at her puzzled, lowered her voice and asked, "Auntie, isn't grandpa a good person?"

Pan Xin couldn't cry or laugh: "It's not what you think." I mean, your dad loves you very much and gives you everything good, and my dad doesn't give me everything good, he will leave it to his son. ”

Xiao Qianbao's eyes widened: "Why did you leave it to your son?"

"Because he loves his son. Pan Xin smiled bitterly, "Little Qianbao, your father is good, while you don't have a brother now, you have to be coquettish in front of your father, otherwise after your brother is born, your father will not be so good to you." ”

Little Qian Bao was horrified: "Why?"

She didn't do anything wrong, why didn't Dad like her anymore?

"Because dads like their sons and don't like their daughters. Pan Xin didn't care but was used to it, "Even if I am my father's only daughter, he will not be very good to me, nor will he often talk to me, let alone take me out to play." ”

This made Xiao Qianbao very scared, she looked at Pan Xin, and then looked at Pan Wei who was sitting with her back to her, only to feel a burst of cold, rushing from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, and she shivered from the cold.

"My dad won't, he'll hug me and kiss me and lift me high. Little Qian Bao defended herself in fear.

Pan Xin replied very seriously: "That's because he doesn't have a son now, if he has a son, you can only stand aside." At that time, even if you pour him tea and beat his legs, he won't look at you. ”

"No, my dad will always hurt me. Little Qianbao thought that her father ignored her, no longer kissed her and hugged her high, she was afraid, she didn't want to lose her father.

Pan Xin shook her head and warned her like a little adult: "Little Qianbao, my aunt also grew up since you were so young, and I have experienced everything you haven't experienced." I was also kissed and hugged by my father before, but later, he stopped hugging me, let alone kissing, lifting high. ”

Xiao Qianbao's eyes were full of fear, looking at Pan Xin's serious look of "I didn't lie to you", the fear became bigger and bigger, and she cried loudly.

Listening to the boring old man's speech, Pan Wei endured a little patience and sat still.

Suddenly hearing his daughter's cry, Pan Wei left the table like a wind, and instantly came to Xiao Qianbao's side, hugged her into his arms and coaxed: "Little Qianbao, what's wrong, Dad is here, what's wrong?"

Xiao Qianbao's crying face turned blue, and she pointed at Pan Xin, but she couldn't say a word for a long time.

Pan Wei's eyes shot at Pan Xin, although he didn't say a word, but this fierce and questioning look made Pan Xin very frightened, and his lips trembled.

"I didn't. ”

Pan Xin didn't understand why Xiao Qianbao was crying, standing there helplessly, her face turned white with fright.

Little Qianbao's father loves her so much, and now that Little Qianbao is crying, if he thinks he made her cry, will he slap himself to death?

Pan Jiahui scolded Pan Xin with a cold face: "Pan Xin, you are an aunt, how can you bully Xiao Qianbao, you don't have the appearance of being an aunt, how does your father usually teach you? Why are you so ignorant?"

Pan Xin's face was pale miserably, her fingers were wringed, her eyes were full of tears, she lowered her head and sobbed, she didn't understand why Xiao Qianbao was crying, okay?

She didn't hit Xiao Qianbao, she didn't scold Xiao Qianbao, she didn't do anything.

Pan Xin, who lowered her head, tears fell from her eyes, looking aggrieved and pitiful.

Xiao Qianbao, who was lying in Pan Wei's arms, saw Pan Jiahui scolding Pan Xin, thinking about what Pan Xin said, and believed what Pan Xin said even more, when a father has a son, he doesn't like his daughter, and he cries louder.

Pan Wei hugged Xiao Qianbao and touched Xiao Qianbao's back lightly, so that she could ease up.

Pan Yue, who heard the crying, hurriedly went downstairs, and when she saw this, she was happy: "Yo, this is my aunt bullying my little niece." Her eyes were suddenly attracted by the night pearl rolling on the coffee table, "What a big night pearl, could it be the night pearl that is my aunt's snatching of Xiao Qianbao?"

Only then did everyone see the night pearl on the coffee table, Pan Jiahui's face became even worse, and his voice suddenly increased: "Pan Xin, how did I teach you, don't worry about things that aren't yours, now you even dare to worry about your little niece's things, right?"

Pan Xin's whole body trembled, pale as paper, and he shook his head in fear: "I didn't." ”

"Then why is little Qianbao crying?" Pan Jiahui's voice was mixed with overwhelming anger.

When Xiao Qianbao saw Pan Jiahui who was angry, she imagined that her mother would give birth to a younger brother in the future, and her father yelled at her so fiercely, she was so afraid that her whole body trembled, and she hugged her father's neck tightly, crying breathlessly, and her face was black.

This really made Pan Wei's heart hurt to death, and when he heard Pan Jiahui's angry voice, he was very impatient: "Don't talk first, wait until Xiao Qianbao finishes crying." ”

Pan Jiahui was stunned.

What, this little rabbit cub doesn't allow him to speak, he has to let his daughter finish crying first, how can there be such a reason.

All right.

Old Man Pan looked at Pan Jiahui, who was no longer roaring, his eyes moved to Pan Wei, and he frowned slightly, his grandson is very different.

Pan Yue still wanted to say a few words, but was stopped by Pan Jiayao, and even Pan Jiahui stopped talking, you are a junior talking, looking for scolding, right?

For a moment, there was only the cry of little Qian Bao in the hall.