In Fanghua Lane, Aunt Tian was sitting on the threshold with a sad face, and Aunt Wang next to her persuaded her: "Your son, don't think about it, go to work, your son is fine, he will be fine." Young Master Qiu won't do anything to him, but he just said a few words, and he will come back after a few days. ”

"It would be nice if it was okay, it's all my fault, but I, I just miss my little grandson too much, that day I saw Mrs. Qiu holding the little fat dun on the street, I just missed him, I wanted to go up and take a look at him, I couldn't help but go up and touch the fat dun twice, just twice, who would have thought that this would make Mrs. Qiu unhappy." She lowered her head, slumped her nose, and wiped her tears: "What people say is right, the hands of poor people are bad luck, we are inferior people, naturally we are not as noble and rich as others." You say, why am I touching him, I'll bear with it, wouldn't it be good to bear it a little? But the noble son saw this scene again at this time, and he stepped forward and said: My mother's hands are not dirty, why can't you touch them? No, just this one sentence, annoyed the old lady Qiu and the young master, offended others, the young master of the Qiu family was indiscriminate, and actually let the noble son be forcibly taken away, how is this good? Not only did I not see my grandson, but I also suffered from my son. I'm a mother, this heart, blocked, blocked. She thumped to her chest.

"Aunt Tian, you can relax, don't think so much, things have happened, it's useless to think about it, who doesn't know that the young master of the Qiu family is a famous bully, and everyone in Fanghua Street respects it. But don't get angry, you're getting older, you have to be angry again, but how is it good, this matter is not too big, you don't have to think about it, maybe in three or five days, your son will come back. Aunt Wang comforted.

Aunt Tian's withered hands covered her face and wiped her tears: "Noble son, it's all your mother who hurt you, it's good if your mother doesn't touch the little one, but the mother is really rare, and the mother misses him." He has been following his mother for some time, and his mother is reluctant to let him go. ”

Qiu Mansion, everyone happily surrounded the little fat pier and amused. There were no less than dozens of people waiting around, a busy scene. It can be seen that Mrs. Qiu is very precious to her grandson.

"Xiao Hongwen, grandma's good grandson, grandma's precious grandson, come on, come to grandma."

Qiu Zhengran paced aside, he said: "Mother, don't be a baby your grandson, you also look at me, you have Hongwen, you don't have my son in your eyes, you also baby me, look at you, what did you feed my son like?" Are you feeding him like a piglet? ”

"Go, go, there is no serious thing to say, ahh If you dare to talk nonsense again, I tore your mouth, do you believe it or not? She was so angry that a hand was striking him as she spoke.

Qiu Zhengran hurriedly ran away: "Mother, you are excessive, I am just a metaphor, you are really fighting." ”

Old Madam Qiu no longer cared, still looking at her grandson intently.

"Mother, did you hear me? Oh, by the way, mother, Tian Ruju, that old immortal, rushed into you the day before yesterday, her son, you can think about it, how to send him down? I get angry when I think about it, he dares to be so presumptuous with a little subordinate, and he is against him. I see, I must not spare him, this kid is too crazy, he dares to argue with you in his identity? and Tian Ruju, who doesn't know whether to live or die, a poor and sour woman, dares to touch my child, she is really angry with me, and she deserves it. ”

He slammed viciously to the ground.