sexual root

There will be no such miracle in the future.

For this grandson, Grandpa Han is full of confidence. He is filial and will not disobey him for the sake of a man, just like back then.

Pretending to be sick was also a sudden thought. Grandpa Han didn't relax his supervision of Han Kaixiu while lying on the hospital bed. The current situation is because he believed and indulged Han Kaixiu too much, so he let him become what he is now.

"The young master is holding a ceremony at the XX Hotel. Most of the media have arrived. I heard that it is a press conference where the young master wants to publicize his relationship..."

After receiving such news, Grandpa Han almost had a heart attack. He never thought that Han Kaixiu would do this. If the media made it public, Han Kaixiu would never have a foothold in the Han family. .

Falling in love between a man and a man is a thing that cannot be tolerated by nature. Once it is publicized, the public's saliva will drown him.

He couldn't let this happen, never.

The situation on the screen was shocking enough, but it was only when Grandpa Han arrived at the scene that he realized that the situation was far more serious than he had imagined.

Han Kaixiu fell on his back in the ice and snow, staring at the gloomy sky for a moment, motionless, even breathing weakly, like a dead body; wrapped around his body was a thick life-saving rope.

So thrilling, only a second away...

Zhang Ma took three little radish heads and wept silently beside her.

When Mr. Han got out of the car, the reporters present did not step forward due to their rare kindness, and stood far away.The scene of Han Kaixiu's begging to die shocked everyone, and the heart-wrenching pain infected the world, and the snowflakes falling from the sky became more and more dense, as if God was also crying.

Walking over step by step, old man Han, who was not angry but mighty, tried his best to make himself walk more confidently. When his grandson's unpopular face came into view, his mask fell off.

"Xiu'er, I am grandpa."

As if he didn't hear it, Han Kaixiu still didn't even move his eyeballs.

"Oh my God, what the hell did my Han family do? You want to punish me like this, even if it's punishment, you can just come for me. Why do you torture my grandson like this!"

Ask the sky, the sky is speechless.

Holding Han Kaixiu's face in wrinkled hands, old man Han burst into tears.

"Xiu'er, grandpa is wrong. Grandpa is wrong in many things. This is the fruit of grandpa, and it should not be borne by you. Get up, get up and talk to grandpa, and no matter how angry you are, vent your anger on grandpa. , don't torture yourself like this, you are the heart and lungs of grandpa, grandpa knows his mistake, it doesn't matter if you ignore grandpa, as long as you get up and live well, grandpa will not interfere with you whatever you do in the future. Xiu'er, You listen to grandpa, get up! Grandpa begs you..."

Tears of persuasion and sincere repentance seemed to fail to enter Han Kaixiu's dead heart. He lay like this, letting the cold erode his body, his heart, and paralyze his senses and thoughts .

Grassroots, grassroots...

In his eyes and in his heart, the name of this person appeared, his every move, every frown, every smile, every anger...

Think about it once, hurt once, the more you think about it, the more it hurts, the more you feel the pain, the more you think about it. Grassroots is an addiction. Once you get stuck, you can’t quit. If you leave, you will only miss it crazily.

Cold, boundless cold enveloped him, the warmth that belonged to him had been swallowed by the turbulent undercurrent under the bridge, and could never return.Sadness welled up in my heart, a drop of cold liquid dripped from the corner of my eyes, my throat wriggled with difficulty, "wife..."

"Xiu'er, what did you say? Tell Grandpa, what do you want?" Regardless of the coldness on the ground, Old Man Han lay down on the ground and moved close to Han Kaixiu's lips, listening to him whisper, "Grass...grass roots... ..."

"Mother Zhang, who is the grassroots?" Old Master Han turned around and asked Mama Zhang who was like a puppet next to him.

Wiping her face in embarrassment, Zhang Ma felt annoyed towards Mr. Han, "Old man, the grass root is the person the young master loves, the grass root is the young master's life, the grass root is to give birth to children for your Han family but in the end it ends up falling apart." It's really hard for you to end up in such a tragic end, you will ask him..."

Her son didn't have a good life for a few days, so he left them and left.

Her son, when he was about to leave the house, told her to rest more and pay attention to his body... Now, it took only half a day to separate heaven and man forever.

The grassroots just left, leaving behind the half-dead young master, what will the three children do?

(12 Fresh Coins) (Birth) 141 Grandpa Han's Late Confession

She always thought that Mr. Han was a reasonable person.After the incident between the young master and Cheng Huan happened, although the young master was depressed for a while, he quickly cheered up. Mama Zhang didn't blame old master Han for his tyranny, she blamed Cheng Huan for being too ruthless; now The grassroots are more than a hundred times more affectionate and righteous than Chenghuan back then. Zhang Ma is optimistic about the relationship between him and the young master from the bottom of her heart. The grassroots is honest and true. , Grassroots children also gave birth to three, why still can't get good results.

"Grassroots, grassroots..." the old man murmured, he had heard this name from Han Kaixiu once, and at the time he was so angry that he didn't feel at ease. What kind of man is this man with a rustic name but whom his grandson loves so much? What kind of person?This is the first time the old man regrets so much, he should let go of his prejudice and meet him, but it's too late now.

The howling wind messed up the old man's silver-white hair, and he staggered up. The old man's eyes fell on the little man in Zhang Mama's arms, "This, this is..." The little red face, the big watery eyes, are alive and well. It's just a small version of Xiu'er.

Cold and hungry, Dabao, who was exhausted from crying, suddenly grinned at the old man.

The child's warm smile pierced the old man's heart. He reached out to hug this little great-grandson he had never seen before. The old man was controlled by guilt. He really didn't have the face.

Grandma Han who came later was hugging Er Bao, crying and kissing, she was so excited that she couldn't say a word.

Gently, Grandma Han squatted down, hot tears dripping on Han Kaixiu's face, "Xiu'er, grandma is here, you won't even hate grandma when you are angry with grandpa. No matter how big it is , the family has no knots that cannot be untied. Let’s go home and talk if we have something to say. You are cutting grandma’s flesh with a knife like this! Look, the two children are still so young, you are so cruel that you don’t want to hear it. Don't you ask? Since you gave birth to them, you, the father, must take on the responsibility to raise them. Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, every family is reunited, but because of your grandfather's stubbornness, our Han family is scattered. Similarly, he knew he was wrong, since he is also a half-buried person, don’t condemn him in this way, you are suffering, and his inner torment is no less than yours.”

"..." His mouth was moving, but no sound came out. Han Kaixiu suddenly convulsed, his face twitched, and his eyes turned white.

Seeing that something was wrong, Grandma Han hurriedly shouted, "Xiu'er, what's wrong? What's wrong with you? Come on, come on, call an ambulance..."

The ambulance drove Han Kaixiu into the unknown and deep cold night, and the fearful unknown filled everyone's hearts.

When Han Kaixiu had an accident, some people were happy and some were worried; on this New Year's Eve, everyone in Han's family was restless, and everyone knew what was on their minds.

Dabao and Erbao's tears dried up, and the hoarse sobbing never stopped. Grandma Han hired a nurse temporarily, and the two little guys closed their eyes and didn't even look at them.Hearing the little great-grandson crying as if he was about to die, Grandma Han's heart was torn.

"What do they usually eat? Xiu'er was not as picky as they were when he was a child. He is really a difficult little ancestor!"

Mama Zhang was pouring water into the small bathtub, when she heard that she stood up suddenly, and hugged the child in her arms, "Yes, my child is hard to take care of, a poor person who grows up hard after eating, and is born with his own destiny." If the old lady can't see it, she can go out, don't gossip here."

"You..." Grandma Han was choked and depressed, "I said Mama Zhang, although you are not in the Lord's house now, but Xiu'er is from the Han family after all, and our Han family has never treated you badly, what do you mean by that?" ?”

Ignoring Grandma Han's questioning, she put the two blushing little guys into the hot water basin, and Mama Zhang carefully washed them away from the cold with a soft towel, "Good baby, grandma will help you take a bath, Daddy will be happy after washing incense. The poor children in my family don’t need others to hurt you. With dad and grandma, you will grow up happily like other children..."

Grandma Han was holding her breath. She was obviously her little great-grandson, so she had to look at other people's eyes if she wanted to hug her, "Mum Zhang, you're really going too far, eh?..."

Seeing the two little guys stop crying under Mama Zhang's comfort, biting their little fingers, their white and tender belly moving in the waves, Grandma Han's heart itch.She stepped forward to take over from Mama Zhang, but the bean-sized water droplets that fell into the basin frightened her.

"...Why are you crying? I didn't do anything. It's like I bullied you..." Grandma Han pulled out a tissue, and Mama Zhang turned her head ungratefully. How awkward, I have good intentions."

"Wow", the hand towel thrown into the basin vigorously splashed a wave of water, and Zhang's mother glared and raised her eyebrows, "You don't need to pretend to be kind, since everyone is dead now, what's the use of hypocrisy. If you don't reject him, it will make my two poor children No mother, no brother? If it wasn’t for you, would the young master still lie in the emergency room with unknown life and death? A good family, just because of your discrimination, the family is ruined, I can’t accept the kindness of killing my son!”

"It doesn't make sense for you to say that." Grandma Han has a hot temper, pinching her waist and fighting back in disbelief, suddenly