Xiao Dongdong was murdered today, and he felt that he would never have the face to see Jiangdong's father again, so he turned his heart sideways and wanted to die, so that he could retain his innocence. At the moment of tearing and grabbing, Xiao Dongdong glanced not far away and found that there was a large stone mill two meters away, which was estimated to be a tool for grinding soy milk and making tofu. Xiao Dongdong pushed away the vicious dog and the barefoot man in embarrassment, and at this time, Xiao Dongdong showed the momentum of seeing death as home, shocked one person and one dog, and each stopped. "I'd rather die than be insulted by you!" Xiao Dongdong let out a cry that seemed to be the last moment of his life, the cry was full of unwillingness and despair, but it showed the unyielding fierceness of preferring to die, "Grandpa, Xiao Dongdong can no longer be by your side, I can't repay your nurturing kindness, I hope we will be a pair of real grandchildren in the next life......"

Xiao Dongdong's eyes are full of rolling tears at the moment, but he still shows a kind of manhood that stands up to the sky, and has the warmth and tenderness of the children of the rivers and lakes.

Xiao Dongdong broke free from the restraints, one swoop, two meters, one meter, half a meter...... Seeing that the head was about to have a close contact with the big stone mill, when it was blooming everywhere, there was a call full of love from behind him, "Xiaodong, Xiaodong, grandpa's obedient grandson, where are you?" "Grandpa brought you your favorite rock sugar gourd today......" Xiao Dongdong raised his head, through his hazy eyes, only to see his dearest and beloved in this life, and the only person who would love him, his grandfather, an old beggar who was over the age of sixtieth birthday and had reached the age of antiquity, carefully held the two rock sugar gourds in his arms with one hand, as if he was afraid of falling or getting dirty, and walked over hobbled over with a dog handrail in one hand.

"Grandpa, grandpa......" Xiao Dongdong looked at the only person he cared about in this life, what a familiar voice he had, what a familiar figure, appeared in front of his eyes, tears could no longer be suppressed, wow, wow, like a river lacking embankment, the Yellow River flooded, out of control, the man had tears and did not flick, but before he reached the sad place, Xiao Dongdong responded loudly with a little emotional control.

The old beggar looked for a sound, when he saw his baby grandson, who was almost naked at the moment, and at the same time he also saw the bullying and humiliation of Xiao Dongdong by a person and a dog, and he was immediately angry, although Xiao Dongdong was not his biological grandson, but he had been getting along day and night over the years, and he had been in love for a long time, treating him as his own grandson, his heart. That's right, the dragon has reverse scales, and if you touch it, you will die, obviously Xiao Dongdong is the reverse scale of the old beggar, anyone who wants to hurt Xiao Dongdong, no matter how strong he is, even if he fights for his life, he has to protect Xiao Dongdong, not to mention that the other party is still a dog and an eight or nine-year-old boy?

I saw the old beggar keep waving the handrail stick of beating the dog, "Get out, get out, get out!", and shouted out three loud "roll" words in a row, like a tiger descending the mountain, magnificent, and the vicious dog and barefoot man on the side were frightened. If you've ever seen the wild female boar that is furious because of her son's heart, you know that it is a desperate attack on all enemies who want to hurt her child. "If you don't get out, I'll fight with you!" the old beggar continued to roar.

The vicious dog is so scared that it runs errands, and it usually bullies the child with a fake tiger, and when it really encounters a desperate situation, it becomes a fleeing Saburo.

The barefoot man saw that the accomplice had fled for his life, and he was one enemy and two on his face, and the other party was an adult, although he was an old man, but he was a person who played with his life, this kind of injury to the enemy was eight hundred, and the practice of self-damage of one thousand was not cost-effective, "It seems that you can only outwit the enemy." A hint of sinister flashed in the barefoot man's eyes, and he pretended to smile and said, "Uncle, it was all done by that vicious dog, I didn't think about hurting your good grandson, you see that the scars on your good grandson's body were all bitten by that damn dog," the barefoot man said as he slowly approached the old beggar, with a cheeky smile on his face, "Uncle, don't worry, I'll apologize to your good grandson now, do you say that's good?" When the old beggar heard this, he was worried about Xiao Dongdong at the moment, and saw that the most lethal vicious dog had run away, leaving only a little boy who had no power to fight the chicken, and gradually relaxed his vigilance.

The barefoot man, who was already closest to the old beggar, was now closer, so close that he could hear each other's breathing. Saying that it was fast and slow, the barefoot man pulled out a sharp small sharp knife that had been hidden in his arms, only to hear a "poof", the white knife went in, and the red knife came out. The barefoot man's knife was right in the bull's-eye, in the heart of the old beggar. Bright red blood, "zi, zi" spurted from the wound, "you ......" The old beggar looked at the murderer in disbelief, an eight or nine-year-old boy, who was killing people with a knife at the moment.

The old beggar fell in a pool of blood, his blood stained a clearing, like a red peony that had just bloomed, extraordinarily charming, and the blue sky, together constituted a colorful oil painting.

"Grandpa......", Xiao Dongdong was deeply shocked by this sudden scene. "Cough, cough...... the old beggar spat out a mouthful of bright red blood, "little ...... Dong ......" said slurredly, "must ...... Good...... Good...... Survive...... Go down, and ...... in the future Make a ...... Useful...... ......The old beggar said intermittently, while his left hand trembled and raised, slowly opened, and the blood-stained palm tightly held the two rock sugar gourds wrapped in oiled paper, "No...... Want...... Sad ......", "Grandpa...... It's just that...... Temporary...... Leave you......" "Ahem, ahem,......" The old beggar coughed even harder.

Xiao Dongdong subconsciously took the rock sugar gourd in the old beggar's hand and held his grandfather's hand tightly, "Grandpa, don't leave me!" Xiao Dongdong cried heartbrokenly, and kept shouting: "Grandpa, don't leave me......"

The old beggar pulled out his hand with difficulty, used his last strength, and pulled it to his neck, it was a stone plaque that looked like jade and not jade, the stone plaque was rectangular, the top and bottom were shorter than the two sides, about two centimeters wide, about three centimeters long, and a lifelike dragon was carved on the stone plaque, "Master...... "Cough, cough............" "Grandpa...... Father...... That's all...... Cough...... cough ......," the old beggar coughed up another mouthful of blood, and continued, "and this is the only thing...... Leave it to ......" Before the last word could be finished, the old beggar's hand that had stopped in mid-air slowly fell......