Chapter 3 O7 Between Father and Son

"Your Majesty, Prince Lian has arrived." Li Dequan saw the eighth child holding the swaddling clothes outside. He secretly smiled at the eighth child, turned around and said to the curtain of the door.

"Let him get in." The old man dropped a cup.

When did the beef soup hear this movement, she immediately opened her mouth and cried, what a sensitive and fragile child she was, she was scared like this before she saw anyone, crying so sad and aggrieved. Of course, the sound is loud enough, and I just want to pull the old man's roof off.

The old man hit a spirit, mainly because this experience is a bit less, who has nothing to do to make a child cry in front of the old man, and as soon as he cries, he quickly hugs it, for fear of making the old man angry. And in recent years, those who have grown up next to the old man are considered dim sum brothers. But the dim sum brothers still love to cry, but there are not many old men in Wowo, so the old man really didn't expect the child to cry, and he can cry so loudly.

"Old eight, what are you doing with the child? Thinking that holding the child, I wouldn't dare to hit you? The old man rushed out and said indignantly.

After the old man finished yelling, the beef soup cried even louder, and it didn't count if you smashed the cup, you still yelled. It was so bad that the beef soup became more and more angry.

"It was Mo'er who said, let you see if your granddaughter has grown up, whether she is becoming more and more like a son, and the son brought it. Didn't my son think, isn't this one daughter in our family who wants to confess to you? "The eighth is still wronged, of course, even if he doesn't make a grievance, he has to pretend to be wronged, no matter what, he can't make the old man really feel that he brought the child in as a shield.

The old man looked at the way the beef soup cried and cried, and he was a little distressed, too, the old eight family is just such a girl, it is golden. Looking at the little face suffocating red and the hair standing up, it's really a bit ...... It's not like a girl's temper, it's really bad enough, if it's a boy, I'm afraid that I will be a fierce general in the future.

took it and hugged and coaxed, the beef soup really gave the old man face, from crying to sobbing quietly, of course, she still inherited Xia Mo's fine tradition, crying endlessly, sobbing quietly, revealing grievances, but it just didn't stop.

The old man was still quite happy and hugged himself. The granddaughter cried quietly, and sure enough, several children from the eighth family kissed her, just like Xia Mo back then, they were all good. But think about it again, the son of the Xia Mo family is not like a son, and the daughter is not like a daughter, alas! These two mouths are also miserable.

After holding and coaxing for a long time, the beef soup was finally satisfied, so I blew a bubble with saliva, burped, and the complaint was over.

The old man carefully put the beef soup on the kang, turned around and stared at the eighth child sternly, wanting to use this trick to make himself forget about punishing him, it was impossible.

The old man smiled at the old man with a dead face, but put his finger on his mouth, and the meaning was also very clear, "As soon as you open your mouth, the beef soup will cry, and you are not afraid of being tired!" ’

The old man took a long breath, took a whisk and brushed the old man twice, but the old man didn't dare to scream. I didn't dare to run in the house, for fear of shocking the little ancestor, so I could only bear it raw, and now I regret changing the old eight, what kind of child did I bring, I ran away without herself.

The old man is very satisfied, and it is more pleasing to the eye to see the beef soup, and it is okay to hit it twice, he was used to the eighth being able to hide, but the eighth child was born for the sake of the child, looking at his love for his daughter, the old man will forget it.

The old man made a gesture to Li Dequan, asked him to look at the child, and took the eighth child out by himself.

Li Dequan smiled dumbly, the old man's temper in the past few years has been changed by buns, and he was stunned to change from others following him to his habitual following the child. The upper study was too noisy, so he hid in the south study; Baozi fought, he was stunned and couldn't bear the punishment, now it's okay, I'm afraid that Xiao Gege will be shocked, and I took my son out to lecture, so I said, it's not the same life, it's about fate.

When he arrived in the back garden, the old man was not polite, and shouted loudly to the eighth child, who also knew the practice, and was busy kneeling down to talk about the day's events. Originally, he was accusing Lao Thirteen, but after thinking about it, he also felt that he had passed, patted his head, and was a little annoyed.

"Also, my son is impulsive during the day, if he doesn't give face to the old thirteen, he has to give face to the thirteen grids, how can he be a brother who smashes the field like this!" The eighth child is very self-reflective and speaks very smoothly.

"That's a little thing, what will the courtiers think when they see it? The eighth master and the thirteenth master are not in harmony, and they are all on the needle, don't they force the courtiers to stand in line again? "The old man cares more about political influence, Thirteen Gege is married, what do you dare to say? There are examples of innocence there.

"They won't stand behind me, and they're not afraid that I'll fine them again?" The eighth didn't think about it and said directly, he didn't expect the old man to think about this, the political influence is the old man's priority assessment, yes, but the old thirteen and himself put it bluntly, they have no inheritance, and it is a bit too much to rise to this height.

The old man patted Lao Baguangguang's forehead with his palm, a picture of hating iron but not steel, "You know money?" Lao Jiu is here. Say, let me deduct your money to pay the bill......"

"Why? Huang Ama, you say, can this uncle be in vain? Today, my son went to make a face for his ninth uncle, and they all knew that the ninth uncle specially invited them today, and it had nothing to do with his son. You said that he was embarrassed to accept the buns and their meal money? ”

"And what about the play?" The old man is really angry, he has seen the list, and the toys in it are all expensive.

"Huang Ama, you said that your son's family lacks this thing? On family property. Lao Jiu may not be as good as his son! The son is carrying a bun, and they are missing this little thing when they go out? It's just to coax the child to play, saying that it was given by Uncle Jiu, and he took it himself. The son didn't take anything, the children picked it themselves, the bun was like his brother, and he also took a jade lock plate for Shuang'er, exactly the same, what a good child. ”

"Is the beef broth just hanging?" The old man remembered that there was a very delicate jade lock around the neck of the beef soup just now. The old man was raised from a pile of good things, and it looked like a good thing, and it was carved from a whole piece of Hetian jade. Not to mention the material, that is, the carver is one in ten thousand, or exactly the same pair, the bun really has a vision, in the end, it is to follow himself, and the general things are really not eye-catching, but thinking of Lao Jiu's bloody eyes, the old man took a handful of sad tears for him, Lao Ba's reason is really impossible to refute, nephew go to your store to get some play, have a meal, are you embarrassed to collect money?

"Tell Lao Jiu and Lao Thirteen yourself, Lao Jiu should give some money there! Those men in your family have to be ruthless. "Speaking of later, the old man is a little unbearable, the eighth is much richer than the nineth, the ninth is a hard worker, unlike the eighth and the ten, the eleven helps him, and it is really strange that it is not easy to make some money.

"Huang Ama, it's the son's mistake today, Ming'er's son will give the old thirteen and the forehead compensation, and if you are angry, you shouldn't send it to irrelevant people." Lao Ba smiled, but he didn't play a bachelor anymore, and decided to follow the old man's hair, "Lao Jiu, my son won't give money, just draw a few pictures and picture albums for him." ”

"Why did you change your mind?" The old man was a little surprised. Isn't this kid too good at talking today?

"It's okay, it's just that Mo'er has been in a bad mood recently, and it's my son's fault that my son has taken his temper out on Lao Jiu and Lao Thirteen. Alas! Especially the old thirteen, maybe he has been at odds with the old thirteen for a long time, and when the thirteenth got angry at his son, his son couldn't hold back. ”

The eighth shook his head, after losing his temper with the old thirteen during the day, he still felt uncomfortable, his Yu Ye was not comfortable, and other people didn't want to be comfortable, the eighth went to find the bad luck of the old nine, in fact, for the old nine, it was different from the old thirteen, he just wanted to see the depressed appearance of the old nine, and he wanted to have fun, he didn't plan to let the old nine suffer, such a little money, but to make the children happy, buy it yourself, Xia Mo must say that he is used to children, black Lao Jiu, Xia Mo must have no opinion.

"This person, I really have to talk about fate, don't look at me and the old thirteen are brothers, but it's really the same as sticking the wrong door. So even if the son loses money to the old thirteen, it is impossible for him to really have any relief, but the son just asks for peace of mind. After finishing speaking, the eighth child also sighed indiscriminately, and the old man's hair stood on end.

The eighth didn't think about it, but I heard Xia Mo also say what Su Ma said, if he was offended, he would be offended, and he really wanted to come back, but it was even more despised, it was better to be like this, no one could ask for anyone, anyway, the eighth would not accept this softness.

Now the old man understands that the eighth child has no purpose in losing his temper during the day, just a simple bad mood, and now that he has calmed down, he also knows that he is wrong, so he will also give himself face and go to make amends with the old thirteen, but he told himself that it is impossible for him and the old thirteen to reconcile, not the right is not right, it will not be good, but the eighth should not let things go bad.

"Am I wrong? Back then, you said, don't force your brothers hard, when you really get to the wall, you will regret it, now I am asking for hardship? ”

The old man has often thought about the words of the eighth child recently, and the Mongolian night talk is a deep memory for the old man and the eighth child, they are the first time to pick up the matter of seizing the heir to the table, but the old man at that time was full of spirit, where will there be today's desolate state of mind.

These days, I watched coldly, only to suddenly find that in addition to the eighth occasional to say a few words of truth to himself, the other sons are more defensive than themselves, as soon as they open their mouths, people will immediately be able to jump how far and how far, although every sentence is answered with a smile, but that demeanor is worse than that of a courtier, this is his own son? How did it come to this?

The eighth man lowered his head and was silent, this was not what he wanted to answer, and he was afraid that the old man would put a long line to catch a big fish and lure him to the bait.

"Go back quickly, Mo'er is afraid that she is still worried about you." The old man shook his head with a wry smile, waved his hand, and didn't think of the fact that Lao Jiu wanted to ask Lao Ba for an account, just kidding, the old man has a lot of opportunities, such a trivial matter, he needs to worry about it?

"Xie Huang Ama." The eighth child knelt down again, kowtowed three times honestly, quietly took a step back, and let the old man go ahead, he had to go back to the house to hug the child.

Li Dequan was playing with beef soup, the little girl giggled, Li Dequan's old face also smiled into a flower, the eighth and the old man were quiet in their hearts, it was better to be a child, they never knew the sinister and helplessness of the world, they only laughed and cried, laughed when they were happy, cried when they were sad, how simple people are.