Vol 2 Chapter 554: Little drama

"It's Xiaoping."
Geng Dasheng triumphantly watched everyone's stunned words, "Listen to my milk. It happened to be a weekend day, and many people went to pick up their children home, and they were digging and playing safely not far from the gate of the nursery.
An old lady with a mean mouth asked him if he had gone to see Granny Lin. Seeing the child bowed her head and ignored others, she saw Aunt Chen chatting with others, and kept asking Ping An if she knew Granny Lin was his grandma's mother, Lin The old lady poisoned his grandma. I probably asked several times in a row, which made the child angry.
At that time, we were safe and powerful. We took the old lady's legs and pulled her, immediately beat her to the ground, twisted her arms, rode on her, and stuffed her with mud. He stuffed it and shouted, ‘that’s not my grandma’s real mother, that’s not my grandma’s real mother. ’
At the time, there were soldiers picking up children at the gate. Hearing from them, Ping An’s movements were very fast and they were definitely practiced. Several people came forward to pull him.
He was so angry that he shouted, don't think he is so bullied. If her mouth is not clean anymore, he will wash her. He ignored it, and kept asking.
Everyone helped the children scold the old lady together, saying that she was wicked, devoid of conscience, and deserved it. She was taken together by a four or five year old child.
Ping An aggrievedly cried and said that he was sleeping with his grandma, and secretly heard that his grandpa asked his grandma not to be sad. He was not his own, but he could still be his own. If you take medicine or something, you should pay back her nurturing grace. "
Zhang Guoqing held his forehead with a headache.
When Geng Dasheng saw him, he thought he was worried about the child, so he patted him, "Don't worry, it's okay. That day, Uncle Zhou rushed over when he heard the news, and Ping An immediately wiped away tears, and in a blink of an eye he acted like a baby with Uncle Zhou with a smile.
I heard that Uncle Zhou punished him to slap a horse. Going to school again and again the next day. But since then, how to coax him, he didn't speak anymore.
He was not injured that day, and many people praised him for being smart and asked him how he knew about twisting his arms. He said that the old hen twisted its wings when it flopped, and so did the pigeons. "
After hearing this, Yi Jiefang laughed and patted Zhang Guoqing on the back, "You deserve it. I can take him hunting in a few years."
Zhang Guoqing looked at him speechlessly.
"Okay, you will go back after the meeting in the evening, and I will help you cover it, right? The child is still young, speak slowly, don't scold him. This is because the child is bloody, don't let it go."
Bloody? Bloody hair.
Does his own son still know? The little guy must act secretly. No wonder the old man didn't tell him this, and he probably had a headache.
You asked him why he knew that Ping An acted without authorization?
By the means of his father-in-law. Just want to make a safe move, and will not let him down an adult. No matter how strong the strength is, a four or five-year-old little Douding also tends to be weak.
How did you learn this little drama? Daughter-in-law, if you don't come back, your son is going to heaven!
After the meeting, Zhang Guoqing didn't have time to go to the dormitory, so he went out, stepped on the twenty-eight bars and sprinted on the open dirt road, calculating the time in his mind, hoping to make it before his son went to bed.
In the past few years, if you ask Zhang Guoqing what he has achieved the most in Beijing, he must say that he can walk from home to school with his eyes closed, and he is still the kind of alleys and trails.
When you enter the city, you will see more street lights, the lights in the window lattices of the alleys, and the many pedestrians in the street, which is completely different from the silence in the suburbs.
The elders in the shade of the hutong played chess and talked about the mountains, the aunts sat on the pony studs and chatted, and there were some children playing and shuttle.
Zhang Guoqing was too late to appreciate the night of the capital and the leisurely life in the hutongs, just like a car and a man, the fast speed brought him closer and closer to home.
When he arrived at the compound, he deliberately checked the time and patted the seat with satisfaction. This old man followed him from the northeast to the capital, and his performance did not disappoint him.
"Are you coming back from school again?"
Zhang Guoqing took out his credentials and said with a smile: "Can't sleep, just exercise."
This summer, the people in this city seem to be enjoying the shade and wandering outside the house. From the entrance of the gate, he encountered waves, which almost delayed him from seeing the child.
Ping An had just washed and was about to go to bed. Hearing the sound of Zhang Guoqing's return, he ran out excitedly. Before stepping out of the living room, he was picked up by both hands.
A small face showed a cheerful smile, and a small hand touched Zhang Guoqing's forehead, "Ah, it's all sweat, I will take a bath with my father."
Zhang Guoqing looked at his son cheerfully-how cute he looked.
"Okay. Say hello to grandpa and the others first."
Zhou Xiaozheng came out of the room and saw the dumb father and son, "What are you saying, go and wash. Don't go at night afterwards, what if something happens in the dark and the village is not in front of you? After washing, eating, supper, and rest early. Sleep with you in the evening, and talk to him."
Zhang Guoqing smiled and nodded.
After taking a shower, it's time to sleep in peace.
Zhang Guoqing didn't care about any supper, and asked Aunt Chen to put him in his study first, and went back to the bedroom with his son. He couldn't bear to blame after seeing his son's bright eyes with joy.
He slowed down, "Last time my father was too careless, he didn't know that we were being bullied safely. Do you remember who the old lady was?"
"Dad, I was wrong."
Zhang Guoqing held him in his arms and patted him, "Daddy doesn't feel wrong. If someone bullies you, you fight back, that's right. No one will dare to talk in front of you again."
Ping An's eyes lit up, "Really?"
Zhang Guoqing smiled and nodded, "Now that's the right thing to say. Next, Dad is going to talk to you about the mistake. Are you sleepy now? Why don't we talk about it some time?"
"Not sleepy, I miss Dad."
Zhang Guoqing heard sadly, "Wait for my father to spend time with you~EbookFREE.me~ Seeing the child's smiling face, Zhang Guoqing suddenly didn't want to discuss right or wrong. What is right? What is wrong? Who said this. This The child handled the matter perfectly, so why bother to go to the bottom of it.
He nestled in his arms, blinked, and said in a low voice: "I know what I was wrong. Grandpa said that I can change it. If you want to do anything in the future, you'd better inform him, and he will help me improve it first. When he feels he can let go. After that, I can do whatever I want."
"How do you think of arbitrarily calling the shots? Don't you worry about ruining your grandfather's plan? Or what if you don't do well?"
Ping Ping's hands touched his fingers and bowed his head and said, "I asked my grandfather why not let everyone know that my grandma is not a child of the Lin family? Grandpa said that he would find a suitable opportunity to announce it in the next few days.
I knew it when I heard it, and I can tell others. Dad, you don't know those people who live in front of our house. I hate seeing them. "
Zhang Guoqing laughed happily, and kissed them hard. "Dad hates them too. I did a beautiful job this time. What I want to do in the future is best to tell us. Remember the last time my dad hurt his neck, right? When Mom saw someone hurt Dad, she picked up the stool and hit someone, and kicked those people several times.
Think about it, what would happen to your mother if you were injured? She will cry distressedly and find someone desperately. So son, for your mother, you must avoid danger when you do things.
You were less than one year old at that time. To let you know that the needle would hurt, she pricked her finger with a needle. The blood flowed out, and my father was distressed, but your mother said that blood flowed out. To remember. "
Ping An hugged his dad's neck tightly, "Dad, I remember it, I didn't forget. I will be obedient in the future and won't annoy mom."
Zhang Guoqing solemnly returned him, okay!