Aunt Gong Jian listened to her man's words, and her heart was also relieved, since she was just scaring her son, she shouldn't let her son suffer any real harm.

So she opened her mouth and reconfirmed uneasily: "Boss, you mean to say, just to scare Yaozu, you won't really hit him." ”

Uncle Gong Jian snorted coldly: "I have to ask him well tomorrow." Did he have something else to hide from us or coax us? If that's all he did, I'll just scare him. But if he did something else behind our backs, then don't blame my men for being ruthless. ”

After speaking, Uncle Gong Jian didn't wait for Uncle Gong Jian to speak again, he waved his hand and said, "Okay, it's too late, hurry up and go to sleep." ”

After speaking, he fell on the bed, turned his back to Aunt Gong Jian, simply stopped talking, closed his eyes and prepared to sleep. Now that he had made a decision in his heart, soon, Uncle Gong Jian's snoring sounded.

Over there, Aunt Gong Jian sat silently for a while. It wasn't until Uncle Gong Jian's snoring came from her ears that Uncle Gong Jian's irrepressible sleepiness hit her, and she fell asleep.

By the next day, when the sun was up, most of the people in the village had already gone to work in the fields, and Uncle Gong Jian's family had some movement.

The first to get up was Uncle Gong Jian, who slept the latest. She walked out of the house lightly, and walked to the door of her son's room, poked her head out carefully, put her ear to the door, and patiently listened to the sound inside.

There was silence in the room, and it seemed that her youngest son had not yet gotten up, so Aunt Gong Jian was about to turn around and walk to the kitchen, where she wanted to prepare breakfast quickly.

Breakfast was very simple, Uncle Gong Jian boiled a big pot of porridge, which was a two-rice porridge mixed with rice and corn stubble. This is also because Gong Yaozu is at home, so Aunt Gong Jian is willing to put some rice, otherwise in normal times, she and her men drink corn porridge.

Aunt Gong Jian fished a few more pickles, and breakfast was ready.

At this time, Uncle Gong Jian had already gotten up. After he finished washing, he walked out of the door and saw that Aunt Gong Jian had prepared breakfast, but there was no sign of his young son who had just run into trouble at the dinner table.

Uncle Gong Jian's eyes widened, and just as he was about to speak, Uncle Gong Jian immediately preemptively said: "It is estimated that last night, Yaozu didn't sleep well all night, and he got up a little late." ”

Uncle Gong Jian wanted to blurt out a reprimand, but there was a momentary pause, but he still spoke: "Okay, you tell him to get up." How can he not get up so late, he usually studies in the private school, and he can't let him sleep for such a long time. ”

Hearing the man's words, Uncle Gong Jian was also afraid that he would get angry for a while. So she walked out of the hall quickly, and she hurried to wake up her son. Otherwise, if he makes Lao Tzu angry, it will not fall on her son in the end.

So Aunt Gong Jian knocked on the door of her son's room, but after she knocked for a while, a lazy voice came from the room: "Who? “

Gong Jian's eldest mother hurriedly called his son's name outside the room: "Yaozu, get up quickly, it's not early, your father has already gotten up." “

In the latter half of the sentence, Uncle Gong Jian used an aggravated tone, mainly to tell her son that he had gotten up and was waiting for him to settle the account.

Gong Yaozu was originally arguing early in the morning, and he was full of impatience. He shook his head, and then he turned the corner from his newly awake state.

He is back at home, and last night, he showed his stuff in front of his father, and yesterday his father warned him that he would have to deal with his affairs with him thoroughly. Then now is really not a good time to lie in bed, Gong Yaozu hurriedly agreed: "Okay, mother, I know, I'll come right away." “

After speaking, Gong Yaozu simply jumped up, washed up haphazardly, and walked quickly to the hall.

But the moment he stepped into the hall, his little heart was still pounding, though he also knew that with the love his parents had given him, they should not be very harsh on him. But he inevitably beat the drum in his heart, after all, he saw yesterday what his father was angry about.

The pause when Gong Yaozu walked in the door, Uncle Gong Jian also saw it, but he didn't react, but continued to eat breakfast with his head down.

Seeing her son come in, the happiest person was Aunt Gong Jian, and she hurriedly greeted: "Yaozu, come over for breakfast." I didn't sleep yesterday. “

Although Uncle Gong Jian didn't say anything, he didn't open his mouth to reprimand this mother who greeted him warmly, Gong Yaozu's heart was completely put in his stomach. He knew that his father and mother loved his little son the most.

But although he was happy in his heart, Gong Yaozu didn't show it on his face, now was not the time for him to get sucked. He only whispered yes, carefully sat down at the dining table, picked up the bowl and ate breakfast seriously.

He didn't remember how long it had been since Gong Yaozu had eaten breakfast, you know, with those gangsters, he often drank some wine at night. When they woke up in the morning, it was basically close to noon, and at that time, they always went to the restaurant to eat and drink casually.

Eating such tasteless rice porridge, Gong Yaozu didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction, after all, he was still in a guilty body, and his father hadn't said what to do with him.

Soon, the three of them settled the breakfast quietly. This is a rare thing to see in Uncle Gong Jian's house. After all, no one spoke at the dinner table, and the atmosphere was very depressing. The three of them didn't care much about the breakfast they ate, and they were all thinking about their own thoughts.

Uncle Gong Jian was thinking about how to talk to Gong Yaozu for a while, how to let this kid know something powerful, and not make such mistakes again in the future.

And Gong Yaozu is much more honest. He was just sitting here with difficulty, thinking to himself how he could go back to the town, eat meat and drink wine with his brothers, and live that happy life, and not be so aggrieved at home.

And this meal, the busiest person is Aunt Gong Jian. She took a look at Uncle Gong Jian, whose face was sinking like water, and then at her youngest son, who was honest and docile and bowed his head to eat, and kept sweeping over the two of them.

She was worried about what was going to happen in a moment, but she was powerless to stop it. So for this meal, Aunt Gong Jian only drank a small half bowl of porridge, and she really couldn't eat it.

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