"Did this kid wake you up, you slept well last night, does your forehead hurt anymore?"

Grandpa waited for Zihan to come out, touched her head dotingly, and looked at her forehead with a pair of eyes distressed.

"Grandpa, I've grown up, I'm not so squeamish, okay?"

Zihan affectionately took her grandfather's arm and shook it gently, looking coquettish.

If she continues to pretend like this, she really thinks it's a little too difficult, so she thinks it's time for her grandfather to slowly accept her as a grown granddaughter.

"Okay, grandpa's granddaughter has grown up."

Grandpa Lin bent the corners of his mouth, although he said so, but his hand finally couldn't help but lift the bangs on Zihan's forehead and check the bruise on her forehead.

Zhao Wenqing, who was standing beside him, watched the interaction between Grandpa Lin and Zihan with a pair of eyes without blinking, and his brows furrowed slightly.

His attention fell firmly on Zihan's hand holding Grandpa Lin's arm, and his heart was full of indescribable envy.

From childhood to adulthood, no, it should have been until last summer, and he and Zihan went to school hand in hand.

But since last year, Grandpa Lin suddenly stopped letting him hold Zihan's hand, and was used to holding her hand, and it seemed that from then on, he didn't know where to put it when he walked with her.

At this time, when he raised his eyes, he suddenly saw the red bruise on Zihan's forehead, and he couldn't help but understand how the envy in his heart suddenly turned into distress.

"What's wrong, what's wrong, Zihan, are you fighting again? Who is so bold to dare to bully you while I'm away? ”

He was too anxious and raised his hand nervously to touch the bruise, but Grandpa Lin knocked on his hand at the right time and knocked his hand down.

"Forgot what I told you?"

"Oh? Yes!? ”

Zhao Wenqing's frowning brows instantly twisted into a ball, yes, how did he forget that there is still a face in Grandpa Lin's ban that cannot be touched.

"Zihan, do you hurt? Tell me, who injured you, isn't that kid Liu Shengqiang? ”

Zihan rolled his eyes in his heart rather helplessly, and glared at Zhao Wenqing fiercely.

"I'm bruised, will you see it?"

Zihan's heart is extremely sad, Xiao Zihan is not an ordinary naughty, just like this Liu Shengqiang, like Zhao Wenqing, is actually her old classmate.

Liu Shengqiang's father was an officer of the town's credit cooperative, and his family was a two-and-a-half household (his father had an urban hukou and his mother had a rural hukou), and his family was in Xiping Village, five kilometers away.

In order to facilitate his schooling, his father Liu Liangcheng took him with him when he was seven years old.

The town credit union is on the same street as the town government, the health center, and the grain station.

Liu Shengqiang, Zhao Wenqing, and Zihan were the same age, so they went to the first grade of primary school in the same year.

Liu Shengqiang is a son of Director Liu after giving birth to two daughters, so he is a little overlord temper who is spoiled by the family.

When he was in the first grade, he 'fell in love' with Zihan with a pair of beautiful big eyes and two cute little dimples, and he had to share the table with Zihan.

This can provoke Zhao Wenqing, who grew up with Zihan and has always consciously classified himself as the protector of Zihan.

Of course, Zihan was towards Zhao Wenqing, and in this way, the 'hatred' was formed from that time.

In fact, in his memory, Liu Shengqiang did not beat Zihan, but secretly sent her something.

Zihan didn't want it, Liu Shengqiang didn't speak well, so Zhao Wenqing asked him to fight, and Zihan also helped Zhao Wenqing.

Thinking of these, Zihan's heart was full of helplessness.

In the past few days, Zhao Wenqing followed his mother to his grandmother's house to help harvest crops.

Liu Shengqiang took the opportunity to come to her, and somewhere he heard that she was going to go to Daping Mountain to dig herbs secretly, and took the initiative to ask Ying to accompany her.