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

And amidst all the hustle and bustle and laughter, Xu Shaochen was standing outside alone.

His little ears pricked up from time to time, hoping that someone would call out to him and tell him to go back to the house.

However, as time went by, even his grandmother, who loved him the most, seemed to have forgotten him.

Finally, the old man put down the newspaper in his hand, took off his glasses, and said with a tone of unquestionable majesty: "You must take this little guy back home today. I can't accommodate him here."

Hearing this, Lou Xiao'e smiled with a hint of curiosity: "What trouble has he gotten into again? You won't whip him with a whip dipped in cold water?"

The old man said angrily: "If he stays here for a few more days, he will ruin all my treasures."

Seeing her godfather's distressed look, Lou Xiao'e turned to her godmother.

The godmother glanced into the yard, her eyes full of helplessness: "The bottle of wine that your godfather scolded Ruizi for taking a look at last time was poured into the small pond by your son to feed the fish at noon.

And that small jar of Dahongpao.

He also took it and cooked tea eggs on the small stove."

Having said that, the godmother gave Lou Xiao'e a meaningful look, and everything was said without words.

Hearing this, Lou Xiao'e's lips curled up into a smile, her eyes flashing with deep understanding of how much her godfather and godmother loved Xu Shaochen.

She sighed softly and muttered to herself, "This kid really deserves it!"

Then, she adjusted her mood and said with a smile: "Godfather, you are too partial.

If it were any of us, we would probably lose our leg.

In my opinion, you should use your cane to give that brat a good beating, so that we can all feel at ease."

When the godfather heard this, his brows knitted into knots and he snorted unhappily: "If you want to beat me, take me home and beat me. Don't be an eyesore here.

I feel sorry for the wine and tea, but what makes me even more angry is that he clearly knows what he cannot touch, but still glares at others and causes harm.

Afterwards, he came to lecture me, saying that I shouldn't focus too much on something or someone, otherwise I would be controlled by it and my mind would not be clear.

Listen, is this human language? "

Lou Xiao'e was slightly startled, then she repeated her godfather's words and nodded thoughtfully: "Godfather, I am not speaking for my son.

Although his words are general, they do make some sense when taken individually.

It's just used in the wrong place.

Think about it, if a powerful person said this, would the situation be different?

When he said it, it seemed a little insignificant."

When the godfather heard this, he was immediately furious, and his beard almost stood up: "You say I look down on others?

Damn it, how can I be so lenient with others? "

Seeing this, Lou Xiao'e quickly put down the dish in her hand and said solemnly, "You know that's not what I meant.

I mean, he's just a tiny guy, and even if he says something shocking, we'll subconsciously ignore it.

But this doesn't mean that what he said is unreasonable.

It's just that we haven't faced it squarely.

Even if I realized it later, without the scene at that time, the artistic conception of his words would be lost.

Therefore, his mistake was that he failed to recognize the reality, and the truth he believed in was not put into practice most effectively at the most appropriate time.

They also force authentication, regardless of the consequences.

Little did he know that the things that are most precious to us adults are worthless in the eyes of this little kid.

Of course he didn't feel sorry.

If you don’t believe me, try it. Next time, use the money in his bag to preach to him and see if he will still be unscrupulous. "

After saying this, Lou Xiao'e's eyes revealed a hint of tenderness and depth, as if telling an eternal story about growth and understanding.

At this moment, the godfather and godmother also read more tolerance and wisdom from her eyes.

Hearing this, my godmother smiled knowingly.

Taking over the conversation, her voice was filled with tenderness and understanding: "Xiao'e is right, that's the fact.

Now that I think about it, this is exactly the truth.

I was wondering how Chenchen suddenly got into such a big trouble, it turns out the child took your thing too seriously.

During this period of time, you were almost like hugging that bottle of wine and tea into your bed, and you were like a possessed person all day long.

I called you to come and help, but there was no response.

After much difficulty he agreed, but he just agreed and never showed up.

Chenchen did this because he saw that you were going crazy. He was venting his anger on behalf of grandma and also wanted to sober you up."

After saying that, the godmother couldn't wait to get up and trot out briskly, muttering, "Grandson, come down quickly.

We won’t make you stand in the corner as punishment.

Oh, look how tired my dear grandson is! "

Her voice was full of love and heartache.

At this moment, Xu Shaochen, who was still pacing back and forth and picking his fingers, felt a warm feeling in his heart when he heard his grandmother's familiar and kind voice.

He looked up towards the door and saw his grandmother waving at him with a smile on her face, her eyes full of pampering and love.

He thought to himself, "Grandma is a very kind person. I have to be nicer to her in the future."

So Xu Shaochen stretched out his legs and ran towards his grandmother happily, with an innocent smile on his face.

At that moment, all the unhappiness and grievances disappeared, leaving only the deep affection and tacit understanding between the grandparents and grandchildren.

And this scene seems to have become the warmest and most touching picture in this eventful autumn, frozen in everyone's heart.

The old man seemed to be suddenly awakened by Lou Xiao'e's words, but he still refused to admit defeat easily.

He said stubbornly: "You think you are right to bring trouble to others?

Do you know who sent it?"

At this time, Zhu Zirui stood at the door with a chicken feather in one hand, and asked curiously, "Who sent it?"

The godfather glared at him fiercely, with a bit of reproach in his tone: "It was given to me by the grandson of my old leader. The old leader specifically asked him to bring it to me before he died."

Upon hearing this, Xu Damao and Zhu Zirui quickly cleaned up the scene where they had just killed the chicken.

Then he hurried over, his eyes full of expectation, as if to say, "We are here, please speak quickly."

The old man glanced at them and his expression became serious: "Ye Fan, you have all met him, right?" Several people nodded quickly, their hearts full of doubts.

"His grandfather is my old leader, and his father is my closest comrade-in-arms, and also my brother in life and death."

The godfather's voice was deep and powerful, as if he had returned to those turbulent times, "In order to cover our retreat, his father...died.

After all these years, I still remember that scene clearly and dare not forget it at any time.

The moment that figure fell, that smiling face..."