Wei Yuqing stood aside in fear, bowing her head in a resigned manner, not daring to say a word of justification.

At this time, Gu Xiaowei gently pulled her sleeve and whispered: "Brother, that painting was really not broken by Xiaowei, it was broken by Jiabao playing with a water gun, he was afraid that his grandfather would scold, so he pushed it on me." ”

Gu Jiabao, who was standing on the side, heard Gu Xiaowei's words, and immediately retorted: "I didn't! You are talking nonsense, you little bastard, you try to talk nonsense!"

When An Xinyun heard Gu Jiabao's words, his face changed, and his cold gaze swept towards him: "Who are you scolding, little bastard!"

Gu Jiabao was already weak-hearted, and was reprimanded by An An Yunyi, and when he met her cold gaze, he howled and cried in fright.

"Grandma, I didn't, Gu Xiaobei lied to me. Gu Jiabao threw himself into Zhang Dandan's arms in fear.

I forgot to say above that Gu Jiabao is Zhang Dandan's own grandson, it was he and Gu Xiaobei who grabbed things at the beginning, and then slapped Gu Xiaobei twice, Gu Qiqi saw that his younger brother was beaten, so he went to theorize. Gu Guoliang not only did not blame his son, but also twisted Gu Qiqi's ribs.

An Xinyun's gaze swept over Gu Jiabao's weak face again, but he was used to being spoiled, and he also knew that someone was holding his head high and looking at people with a slanted expression.

With an expression that Gu Jiabao was going to bully you to death, An Anyun's anger was instantly ignited, and he glanced at the painting on the ground.

She slowly leaned over to pick up the words on the ground, and reached out to touch the painting that had been changed beyond recognition.

Zhang Dandan protected his grandson, and shouted that it was not big enough: "Old man, this painting is not only the heart of the national conscience, but also the quintessence of the country." Although it is said that it is a child, Xiaobei not only does not apologize for making mistakes, but also blames the fault on our family treasure, saying that the child is destined for life at the age of three, and Xiaobei is already like this when he is only five years old, and it is terrible to wait for him to grow up. Our Gu family can have children and grandchildren who are capable, but we can't produce children and grandchildren who are morally corrupt. ”

The old man never spoke, but everyone could see his anger on his gloomy face.

"Xiaobei, do you know your mistakes, if you know your mistakes, grandpa will be taken lightly, and those who have the courage to admit their mistakes are good children. Old Man Gu asked Gu Xiaobei, who was hiding behind An Xinyun.

Gu Xiaobei hesitated, looked up at An Xinyun, and then he held his head high and said stubbornly: "I didn't break this painting, it was Jiabao who broke it, I was not wrong, why should I admit it!"

His voice was timid at first, but in the end he became unusually stubborn.

Before the old man could speak, Zhang Dandan's sharp voice had already remembered again: "Xiaobei, do you have to blame our family treasure? It's like this when you're young, and you'll have it when you're older!"

"Adjutant Zhang, bring me my whip. Call me until he recognizes the wrong position. The children of the Gu family didn't even have the courage to admit their mistakes. You don't deserve to be a child of the Gu family. Saying that, he didn't want to look at Gu Xiaobei, and turned his head to leave.

At this moment, Adjutant Zhang had already come over with Old Man Gu's whip.

A room full of people watched coldly.

It's all the Gu family, in fact, everyone understands Gu Jiabao's virtue in their hearts, and they all understand who broke it, but they all stand aside and watch the show, with different expressions on their faces, some shake their heads and sigh, some scoff, some regret and sigh, and some gloat......

They have long been accustomed to the scene of the mother and son being bullied.

Gu Jiabao, who was protected in his arms, was even more proud, and looked at Gu Xiaobei defiantly.

"Hit!" Old Man Gu snorted coldly and roared.

An Xinyun, who had not spoken, finally spoke at the moment when Adjutant Zhang raised his whip: "Wait! This painting is fake!"