He taught Ding Xiaoke the right way to behave in the world, set an example, and established a good reputation in the township.

Ding Xiaoke's mind has been active since she was a child, she is not confined to rigid ethics and morals, she likes to take advantage of loopholes and take shortcuts, and she dares to make friends with three religions and nine streams, and she is often criticized by her grandfather who hopes that she is stable and upright.

The villagers are envious of the grandfather for raising a good son, working as an entrepreneur in the city and making a lot of money.

At that time, when grandpa mentioned his father, there was always light flashing in his eyes, and he still waved his hand with disgust on the surface, "You can earn a few bucks, and other aspects are far worse than your family." ”

In private, her grandfather always chatted with her about some interesting things when her father was a child, "In the future, if you do something wrong and are beaten by your father, you will take out the stupid things he did when he was a child, and see who is more confused and who is more stupid!" She giggled.

It's just that she knows that her father's feelings for her grandfather are always less than her grandfather's feelings for her father.

It's more than a little bit less.

It seems that in the eyes of Dad, all of Grandpa's efforts are taken for granted.

He called back less and less, went home less and less, always excused himself and said that he was busy, and finally only came back for a few days during the Chinese New Year.

Every time Dad came back, Grandpa always took her to kill chickens and pigs, and Zhang Luo had a table of good wine and good food, which was happier than Ding Xiaoke's full score in the exam.

But every time Xu Ailian and Ding Huiqiao's sister and brother pinched a few chopsticks, they used the excuse that they were full and refused to move another chopstick.

At that time, the light in Grandpa's eyes would dim little by little.

I am used to eating the exquisite delicacies of the mountains and seas in the city, and how can I see these rough farmhouse flavors.

Only she and her father will finish those dishes, which makes grandpa feel some comfort.

But she knew that her father would secretly complain with Xu Ailian, "I'm tired of eating Dad's dishes, and I don't know how many fresh ones to change, when I go back to the city, I'll take you and Hui Qiao Zhiming to eat delicious food!" ”

She stood in the corner of the window, listening to the laughter of the family in the house, mixed with the sound of firecrackers in the neighbor's house, and she and her grandfather were like outsiders, full of bitterness and anger, but they did not dare to tell their grandfather, for fear that he would be sad.

Grandpa used to teach and warn her that one sentence was: "Home and everything is prosperous!" ”

He hopes that everyone in the family can be harmonious, safe and supportive.

She knew that only when her grandfather was accidentally drunk, he would secretly sit behind the well in the yard with her on his back and cry alone at the old locust tree.

"The most sorry person in my life is Xiao Ke, if she doesn't have me, what will she do......"

He began to count the bad things that his father and stepmother did not treat her well, blaming himself for finding a bad marriage for his father back then, and feeling sorry for her that she had no father's pain and no mother's love since she was a child.

Ding Xiaoke hid on the locust tree and eavesdropped, feeling distressed and uncomfortable, and secretly vowed to save a lot of money in the future so that his grandfather could live a good life.

Later, her grandfather fell ill, and she and her grandfather were taken back to the city by their father.

Her stepmother and younger siblings bullied her, and her father didn't care about her, but she never dared to say a word in front of her grandfather, let alone let him find any clues.

It's a pity that Grandpa still knows it from others......

Outside the window, the night was darker and darker, the moon was submerged in thick clouds, and the whole sky was as black as ink.

No one dared to disturb her, not even a person delivering medicine, it was like forgetting her in a corner.

Ding Xiaoke was tired of crying, his eyes were red and a little dry, and a certain part of his heart was hurting all the time.

She didn't eat dinner, and the wound on her back was not medicated, so she leaned against the door and fell asleep.

I completely forgot about the promise I made with someone during the day.

The bell rang at twelve o'clock.

On the roof of a high-rise building not far from Ding's house, a man in a black cloak sits with a glass of red wine in his right hand, comfortably blowing the cool breeze of the night, overlooking the bustling night scene of the whole city, like an artist enjoying a work of art.

Under the silver mask, there was a ripple in the inky pupils.

He shook his glass, staring at the scarlet slurry that swayed back and forth in the glass, a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"The bell rang at twelve, but our Cinderella missed the appointment."

"That's not a good habit."

The man's voice is so intoxicating that it is like a bamboo leaf brewed deep under an ancient tree for thousands of years, exuding a burst of wine fragrance, making people sink and be intoxicated.

The wrist holding the wine glass tilted casually, and the red liquid fell straight down like a broken thread, forming a slender and transparent red line.

Seeing that the wine in the glass was about to be poured out, the liquid suddenly stopped flowing and hung straight in the air.

The man's expression remained unchanged, but he casually turned the glass back to an upright position.

Amazingly, the liquid that had already flowed out flowed back as if it had been summoned.

In an instant, however, the glass returned to its original state.

It seems that his abilities have recovered a little bit.

A low laugh wafted through the air, drifting through the endless night.