Walking with the Villain, Lou Xiao'e's Alternative Love

The old man laughed like this, and the room became quiet instantly.

Because everyone in the family knows that his happiness is not a good one.

Lou Xiao'e twisted Xu Damao's lower back hard.

He cursed in a low voice through gnashing teeth: "If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb."

At this time, Zhu Zirui, nicknamed "Creating the Atmosphere", said with a bang: "My eldest nephew can just wave his hand to pay for those small amounts of money."

Then, I saw little friend Xu Shaochen, with his little mouth turned up, burst into tears.

Crying so hard is heartbreaking!

Lou Xiao'e is speechless!

"This guy, why is he so careless, he keeps bringing up things that are not relevant!

Xu Shaochen's wallet is even more stingy than a miser. Money can go in but cannot come out.

Even she, as a mother, has to think twice before making any move.

When he said that, it was like stirring up a hornet's nest, and everything became a mess!

Zhu Zirui was so flustered, "Nephew, stop crying.

Uncle is teasing you!"

Zhu Zirui coaxed her while winking at Xu Damao, which meant: "Brother-in-law, come and help!"

Xu Damao received Zhu Zirui's "distress signal", but he did not move at all.

"Ruizi, your brother-in-law can't help you with this.

This is the only good thing about my son. No one should mention money to him. It hurts our relationship.”

Upon hearing this, Zhu Zirui seemed to have been enlightened and quickly fished out the only 43 cents left in his pocket.

Without hesitation, he said, "Don't cry, nephew. I'm going to give you all the money I have. I won't keep a single cent for you."

However, although Xu Shaochen's crying stopped for a moment, when his eyes swept over the change in Zhu Zirui's hand, he quickly returned to his original crying pattern, as if that little money was not enough to attract his attention.

Lou Xiao'e saw it all clearly from the side and wanted to rush forward immediately to pull the brat over and give him a good "education".

Just as she was struggling over whether to take action, her godfather and godmother had already taken the lead.

They each took out five dollars from their pockets and waved them gently in front of the little one's eyes.

The godfather pretended to be serious and teased: "My dear grandson, if you cry again, the money will fly away."

What’s amazing is that the little guy didn’t even open his eyes fully. As if relying on intuition, he stretched out his little hand and accurately grasped the money in the hands of the two people.

The movement was so fast that Lou Xiao'e couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

"Xu Shaochen!" Lou Xiao'e finally couldn't help it.

With a bright smile on her face, she almost called out her son's name through gritted teeth.

It really proves the old saying that mother and child are connected by heart.

Lou Xiao'e knew her son's little thoughts very well.

And Xu Shaochen also knows his mother's temperament well.

Whenever Lou Xiao'e called him by his full name, it was a sure sign of her anger.

But today's situation, this expression of laughing and calling out his full name, made his heart beat fast, and he had a feeling that something was wrong.

I'm afraid so. At the very least, your butt will be broken, and at the worst, both your inner belts will be pinched.

It's just so horrible.

The little guy didn't care about the tears on his cheeks, and hurriedly stuffed his grandparents' money back into their warm palms.

She also did not forget to gently rub it a few times with her little hands to show her gratitude and apology.

Then, he puffed up his cheeks and said in a childish but somewhat aggrieved voice, "I...I was just joking."

There was a gleam of innocence and pleading in those big eyes, trying to soften the anger that was about to explode.

At this time, Xu Damao, who was watching the fun, had to take action.

He walked over and picked up his son while scolding, "You little brat, you'll be tickled if you don't make your mother angry for a day."

Xu Shaochen hugged Xu Damao's neck tightly with his two little hands, and put his little head close to Xu Damao's ear and whispered something.

"Lao Xu, the last time you were drunk by grandpa, you said that you didn't like my mom at first.

If it weren't for my mother pestering you and my grandfather trying to persuade you.

You will not marry my mother.

At this moment, your son is in trouble, so you can take care of it."

When Xu Damao heard this, he was almost drunk again and blurted out subconsciously: "Your mother..." Just after he said three words, he saw everyone's eyes shining on his face like spotlights, and he was so angry.

"Hey, hey, what I mean is, your mother's love for your son is evident to all.

Son, from now on, think twice before you speak or do anything.

Say what you should say, and don’t say a single word of what you shouldn’t say.

Otherwise, I, your father, will kill you without mercy!"

Xu Shaochen added in a baby voice: "Don't worry, Old Xu. We have a pleasant cooperation."

Lou Xiao'e watched the interaction between the father and the son, but she felt something was wrong.

However, none of this matters.

No matter what happens today, she will teach her son a profound lesson when she gets home.

After they helped the godmother clean up the table and were ready to go home, the godfather said with his hands behind his back, "Don't worry about the wages, someone will take care of it.

If you really want to give some rewards, that's fine.

As for eating, let them cook for themselves.

Just focus on doing your own job and don't make me worry.

Zirui, don't blame me behind my back and don't favor one over the other.

Let’s not talk about the fact that relatives are close or distant, and friends are close or shallow.

Take the identities of your grandparents for example. That’s not something that can be solved by me sending two people to protect you.

However, I can give you a reassurance.

I can still protect a few people."

Zhu Zirui was overwhelmed with emotion and deeply touched at this moment.

Every word my godfather said is worth a thousand gold and as heavy as Mount Tai.

Let him deeply feel the power and warmth of commitment.

How could he not know that the current situation was like an undercurrent, which was unprecedentedly unfavorable for his grandparents.

However, in addition to understanding, he could also deeply appreciate the reluctance and attachment in his grandparents' hearts.

What they worry about is not only the physical labor of migration, but also the roots deep in their hearts.

This land carries their lifelong memories and emotions.

Every inch is soaked with traces of time and stories of home.

They are afraid that once they embark on a long journey, they may never again regain that sense of belonging, the peace of mind that is closely connected to their homeland.

Therefore, they would rather choose to hold on, even though they know the road ahead may be full of thorns and even though they understand the severity of the situation.

But they still chose to stay in this familiar land where they could close their eyes at any time.

This deep affection for the homeland transcends the boundaries of life and death and is very touching.

Zhu Zirui couldn't help but sigh in his heart, yes, it is hard to leave one's hometown, this emotion is so complex and pure, it is not just a geographical attachment, but also a deep root of culture, memory and emotion.

He prayed silently, hoping that this persistence could bring him inner peace and tranquility.

I also hope that one day in the future there will be a better way to save those people in the storm from being displaced and escaping from the fate of suffering, and to enjoy peace and happiness.