The scorching sun was scorching, the flowers and plants were wilting, and the sounds of knowing were interspersed with grandpa's snoring.

On a sweltering afternoon, the little grandson was sweating profusely, and he didn't have a habit of taking a nap, so he quietly slipped into his grandfather's bedroom to play. Accidentally, he broke the mouth of his grandfather's cherished cigarette pouch. The big slap was raised high and put down gently, facing the frightened and motionless little grandson, the grandfather could only smile a few times, and he had nowhere to vent his anger, and he planned to go next door to play chess with Uncle Wang.

Grandma came back from going out and found that her grandson was sitting on the ground and scattered on the ground was debris, "The mouth of the cigarette pouch is your grandfather's lifeblood, usually I touch it, he refuses, now you are in a big disaster!" ”

Her exclamation attracted her son and daughter-in-law, who were taking a lunch break upstairs. The three of them were nervous as they discussed how to tell the old man who had a heart attack.

After a long time, the child's father decided to take the "sin".

In the evening, Grandpa returned home humming a little song. Grandma hurriedly greeted her, with a flattering face and a harmonious voice.

"Old man, your cigarette pouch is called your son...... When I didn't pay attention, I broke the ......."

The old man sighed, hugged his little grandson and kissed him again and again, "I already knew." ”

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing how to pick up the stubble. "Old woman, stir-fry two side dishes, I want to drink! In one afternoon, I won five games in a row against him, and I didn't leave a piece of armor behind him! ”

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