Rebirth of the 90s: Dear Cub
Chapter 134: But Qiqi was slightly depressed
Qiqi was also anxious.
I was so worried I almost cried.
He wanted to scream, but facing that face, his mouth opened and opened again, and he could not say wow!
Seeing the disappointment in Grandfather's eyes, Qiqi's mouth clenched.
The little egg man hates iron but not steel, and is completely unable to see the sighting of the abused and near-crying baby. With the movement of his thin finger, a purple electric current hit the baby's buttocks.
"Wow! Woo—" Qiqi leaped in pain, her small body could not stand upright, and she threw herself forward.
just jumped into Grandpa's arms.
Eyes met, Qiqi grinned, completely crying.
When a small baby cries, he does not whine like other small babies, and does not make sounds. He only had a flat mouth and red eyes, and tears were flowing.
It looks more sad than crying out loud.
At an early age, Yan Huai had focused on family and company for decades. He has two sons who are not homeless, and he does not have to worry about the others.
He had absolutely no experience dealing with such a situation.
I just felt that his grandson was as small as a small dumpling, soft and smooth, and could be crushed with a little bit of force.
Ming Ming wanted to hug his little grandson, and wanted to persuade him not to cry, but the big man sat there, his body erect, and he did not dare to move.
The limbs became stiff and dumbfounded.
Everyone reacts differently to this sudden event.
Yan Xi bragged and watched the pleasure, Meng Jingxian wanted to report her baby but did not dare to rob the man.
The one who reacted the most was Mr. Fu.
Originally, she hated Yan Huai so much, but seeing him now made her great-grandson cry in fear, and rushed over her head in anger.
"You motherfucker! Look how much you scared my little Bao'er!" The old man roared, and rushed to hug his little great-grandson.
Yan Huai involuntarily hugged Xiaowaer, his grandson has yet to call him grandfather.
The confession of his relatives is not over yet, how could he be willing to change hands from his grandson?
"Dad, I didn't scare—" he started.
The old man cut him off before he finished speaking.
"Dad, what kind of father? Who's daddy? Didn't you scare Qiqi into crying like this? I've been here a long time, and I don't know how good Qiqi is like you? You rascal! " As soon as he cracked, he hit the man's head.
Don't give me any face.
The person in charge of the wealthiest family in Kyoto, this name was meaningless in the eyes of the old man.
The old man grabbed the child with one hand and beat the child with the other. He never claimed to take advantage of the opportunity to take his personal revenge.
Yan Huai sat down without moving or struggling, and let the old man beat him up.
But if it was someone else, who would dare to move a finger?
But this is his parents.
Qiqi cried out in pain, but now hearing the slap on her grandfather's body, she was too afraid to cry.
With his little mouth half-opened, he stared blankly at this scene, and when he slapped his hand, he choked.
It's over!
He caused grandfather to be beaten...
Eggy was the one who tricked him, but she could not admit Eggy.
Qi Qi quietly flinched, and gnawed at his small hand with guilt.
The other people in the main hall, Meng Jingxian, Yanxi, and Uncle Memory Xiang, also did not dare to move while watching this scene.
The old man taught others that whatever the reason, anyone riding at this moment was tantamount to wagging a tiger mustache.
Meng Jingxian was anxious, but she could only watch helplessly, her hands clenched tightly.
Uncle Xiang did not care, so he turned his gaze and looked at the sky.
Yan Xi's eyes shone, and she felt arrogant while panting.
In Kyoto, the old man frowned and the upper class would tremble, but when he came to Taoxi Village, the tiger turned into a cat, and he had to be beaten!
Engah ha ha ha! How embarrassing!
“Grandfather, Grandfather, Qiqi is here, don't hit grandfather.” In the end, Qiqi couldn't bear to look at him, and bravely hugged the old man's calf, he said, “It wasn't grandfather who scared Qiqi into tears, but Qiqi's butt suddenly. The bee stings me and I cry..."
Little eyes of Qiqi fluttered, and after she finished speaking, she moved her two little hands back and covered her little butt tightly.
I'm afraid my great-grandfather wants to see his wound.
He doesn't have a bag on his ass!
Jtanghai, "..." A man who led a wealthy family in the business world, he never expected that the first time he heard his granddaughter calling grandfather was in this kind of situation.
In order to free her, her granddaughter created an unfounded bee.
The main room is as big as a slap in the face, can an adult ignore the presence of bees?
His granddaughter is more considerate and devoted than her son!
The rich man filters for his grandson 800 meters thick, and he completely forgets that he was beaten because his grandson let him eat the carcass of a cat first.
The old man coughed, and his hand hurt a little from the blow, just as his great-grandson passed the stairs.
The old man accepted it as soon as he saw it.
At the end, I still did not forget to glance at the man whose hair was disheveled due to being hit, "Not sure? If not, fight!"
"Related." The man was beaten up, and he sat there with dignity, except for a bit of disheveled hair and redness and swelling where he was beaten, he did not feel ashamed, "Dad, when you are tired, he said, sit down and have fun. rest."
Old man, "..."
No, what kind of eyes were those?
It seemed like if he really fought back, his old body would be turned upside down?
Goddamnit!
Wait for him to rest, then look for opportunities to continue playing!
Seeing Old Yanzi sitting angrily and pointing his nose at him, helplessness flashed in Yan Huai's eyes.
He knew that the old man was angry and hated him in his heart. If this could make the old man vent his anger, the beating would be futile.
In an instant, a pair of small hands touched the top of his head, straightening his messy hair.
Yanhuai lowered her head, and met the little boy with a serious and guilty expression.
His eyes were deep and sharp, although he could hold back, it still made the little baby tremble.
"...Grandfather, Grandfather," Qi Qi bit his lips, trying to call out that name, "I'm sorry."
Wa'er apologized gently, which made Yan Huai startled.
Before he could answer, he saw the baby clenching its mouth and inhaling red spots on its face and neck.
The soft breath mixed with the smell of milk on the baby's body made the man's cold heart suddenly soften.
“Grandfather, are you in pain?” Wa'er asked again.
Yan Huai shook his head, involuntarily his voice softened, "Grandfather doesn't hurt."
“But Qiqi felt a little depressed.”
Yan Huai was stunned, stunned, the pain and grievance buried deep in his heart for so many years seemed to be suddenly dug out, and then wrapped in warm comfort.
He stared at his trembling fingers, with an invisible red hue at the tip of his eyes.
He stood at the highest position, killed firmly, and berated Fang Qiu.
After a long time, others thought he was invincible, like a piece of cold iron.
But he was also not a saint, there was no way that everything was perfect, and there was no way that he would not make a mistake.
It also has unbearable consequences, pain and complaints.
But when he stood there, everyone just respected him, or blamed him behind.
No one ever told him they loved him.
