Mr. He continued with his son and daughter-in-law, and finally figured out the ins and outs of the matter.

co-authored his son, and he actually wanted to serve someone else.

In that case, the fact that the two of them were put in the trunk was a trivial matter.

After all, this is the end of the world, and a single word of disagreement can lead to a killing spree.

His son and daughter-in-law were able to survive, probably because of the face of this old guy.

Mr. He is not ignorant, after all, a talent like him is not only a talent in scientific research.

has lived to this extent, and will be a little sophisticated.

Old Mr. He took a few steps to Gu Xiaofeng's side and began to express his determination to stay.

"Young Master Gu, since you have reached the conditions I said before, then of course I will speak my mind."

"From now on I will stay in your dungeon, and if you need me to do anything, just ask."

"Although I have a handful of old bones, my body bones are still quite strong, and my head is also considered to be aura."

"What I can, I'll do my best."

After he said this, Gu Xiaofeng showed a smile.

"He Lao, what are you talking about, it's not a family, if you don't enter a family, from now on, the people in our dungeon will also trouble you to take care of it."

The two smiled, and I don't know how sincere there was in this smile.

On the contrary, it is enough to do it.

Seeing that they were almost discussed, the purple kite walked up with the little one.

Although Mr. He has never seen his little granddaughter, blood is such a magical thing.

Although they had never met, there was still a feeling of darkness, which was pulling He Lao closer and closer.

He walked a few quick steps to the purple kite, then wiped his hands before carefully reaching out.

"Is this my little granddaughter? Can you give me a hug? ”

Purple Kite rolled her eyes, and began to complain about the two immeasurable parents directly in front of Mr. He.

"You remember that you had a little granddaughter, but her parents didn't."

"The two of them still have to go to martyrdom together, where can they care about the life and death of the little guy."

Hearing her say this, a trace of embarrassment flashed in He Lao's eyes.

With his son and daughter-in-law, he directly thought about abandoning this little granddaughter?

If it weren't for the Gu family, this poor little guy wouldn't know where he was.

He Lao looked at this little kid who was still sleeping, and felt even more distressed.

"Poor little one, come, grandpa hug."

Purple Kite is not entangled, after all, this is someone else's child, and she can't help but return it to others.

Seeing that He Lao wanted to hug him, she simply let go of her hand and handed the little guy over.

Mr. He took it excitedly, and when this little guy was in his arms, an indescribable excitement came to his heart.

The soft touch hits the most tender place in Mr. He's heart.

He looked at the child carefully, with his eyes closed, but with long eyelashes and a small cherry mouth.

The face is a little puffy because he is asleep.

I have to say, this little guy looks quite cute.

He Lao only glanced at it, and his heart was about to melt: "Good boy, good boy, grow up obediently." ”

"In the future, grandpa will take you to play, don't want your bastard parents."

Seeing his daughter, He Xueyang, who had just vomited and collapsed, Lin Qingru didn't know where the strength came from.

The two of them supported each other and walked in front of He Lao in a daze.

Seeing the two of them, He Lao also followed the example of the purple kite and rolled his eyes.

"Don't you want her, why are you still here?"

"I tell you, you don't want her, I will raise it myself, and in the future, when my granddaughter grows up, I will ask her to provide for me."

"You two, stay where it's cool."

After He Lao finished speaking, he hugged his little granddaughter and wanted to go to the dungeon.

Seeing him like this, the two didn't know that he was angry, so they hurriedly chased after him.

The people of the dungeon who were watching the play in the back shrugged their shoulders when they saw that they were all gone.

"Come on, there's no good show to watch."

"Let's go too, go home."

Everyone returned to the dungeon, and as soon as they returned, they saw a group of people gathered at the door.

They didn't know what was going on, but it was human nature to watch the excitement, and the group of people who came behind them also surrounded them.

Zhu Shashou patted the old man who was watching the show: "What are you doing here?" ”

"Isn't it like those people from City A are leaving, arguing here."

Hearing him say this, Zhu Shashou saw that the people in Han Geng's team hadn't left yet.

Shouldn't they have been gone on the first day of their departure?

When I got closer, I heard Zhou Hangjia's voice: "Old He, you say, is it the one they forced you?" ”

"As long as you don't want to, no one can stop you from leaving!"

Where did Mr. He explain bitterly: "No, Xiao Zhou, they really didn't embarrass me. ”

"I willingly stayed."

But no matter how he explained, Zhou Hangjia just didn't believe it and insisted that Mr. He was coerced by them.

I can bear it when I hear others, but what Zhu Shashou himself can't bear the most is that others have imposed on him what is not imaginary.

What do they mean by coercing Mr. He, it is obviously that they discussed it with Mr. He.

These people, if you don't understand, can you not talk nonsense?

Zhu Shashou pushed away the crowd, squeezed into the middle of the crowd, and was about to scold when he looked at Zhou Hangjia in front of him.

But before he could scold, he was cut off by the green hair.

"What are you talking nonsense about? People say that they are willing, but you want to say that others are forced, and you are the one who forces others! ”

"You say that you want to follow other people's wishes, but when others say what they think in their hearts, you can let others follow your wishes."

"Why are you so double-standard?"

"It's really a watch, and I want to set up a memorial arch."

The green hair's series of words made Zhou Hangjia only point his finger at him, trembling, and spit out two words.

"You... You! ”

"What are you? You're not going to be a stammer, are you? Is this speechless? ”

Seeing that he was so angry that he turned into a stammer, Zhu Shashou went over excitedly and hugged the shoulders of the green hair.

"Yes, I didn't misread you, brother, you have a mouth, you have a set of words."

"What is this, little case." The green hairy blows his bangs that don't exist.

Zhou Hangjia wanted to say more, but Han Geng finally opened his mouth to stop it.