Ling Qiyang asked: "Sauerkraut, is it necessary to bring this?"
"Brother, this is very necessary." Pickled cabbage's eyes were shining, and he spoke seriously, "Xing'er made a big mistake. If he was a child, he could cry and play around, but now that he is older, grandpa said that we are sensible when we go to elementary school." child."
"You mean to let Xing'er take the blame?" Ling Qiyang understood her intention.
Pickled cabbage smiled and nodded, "Grandpa will be happy if he sees brother Xing'er realizes his mistake and sincerely asks grandpa to punish him."
"I don't want him to punish me." Mi Rongxing shook his head.
Ling Qiyue grabbed his hand and put the ruler into his palm, "You have to think about it if you don't want to. Only if you admit your mistake, can grandpa feel that you didn't mean to push aunt downstairs, and only if you admit your mistake, grandpa will I think you are a good boy."
"I'm not a good boy." Mi Rongxing frowned.
Ling Qiyang couldn't help but patted his head, "Sauerkraut is helping you, don't you appreciate it?"
"This is not a thorn, this is a ruler!"
"Can't your brain turn around? The sauerkraut made you take the initiative to ask grandpa for your sins, and let grandpa hit you with a ruler."
Mi Rongxing's phoenix eyes widened, "I still beg grandpa...to hit me?"
Is this ruler more painful than a thorn?
"That's right, grandpa will only be moved if he takes the initiative to admit his mistake and ask for a fight."
Only then did Mi Rongxing take a deep breath, "Okay, I'll do it."
"Brother Xing'er, believe me, Grandpa will definitely forgive you when he sees you pleading guilty." Ling Qiyue made a cheering gesture to him.
Mi Rongxing walked to Gu Jincheng's study with heavy thoughts, and after a pause for two seconds, he suddenly took off his shirt and stuffed it into Ling Qiyang's hands, "Help me hold it."
Ling Qiyang was taken aback for a moment, looked at his bare upper body and smiled, "If grandpa really hit you, aren't you afraid of pain?"
Mi Rongxing pursed his lips, "He can't do anything if he's naked."
Ling Qiyang looked him up and down, and felt that his shirtless body... the effect of "pleading guilty" would be better.
The door of the study room opened, and Gu Jincheng, who was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper, raised his head slightly, and saw his grandson's white and chubby upper body, his black eyes froze.
"Grandpa!" Mi Rongxing called softly, the hand holding the ruler trembling uncontrollably.
Gu Jincheng frowned, and ordered in a low voice: "Come here!"
These two words sounded ordinary, but fell into Mi Rongxing's ears like the sound of a bomb. He trembled all over, and fell to his knees with a "plop" before reaching Gu Jincheng.
Looking up again, tears filled his eyes.
"Grandpa, I... I'm here to apologize." He said, slowly raised the ruler with trembling hands, and looked at Gu Jincheng in panic, "Grandpa, please hit me."
Gu Jincheng was really surprised by his actions.
"Who taught you?" he asked.
With Mi Rongxing's brain, it was impossible for him to think of this move.
"No... no one taught me."
Mi Rongxing rolled his eyes, his gaze fluttered, thinking that he couldn't make his grandpa feel stupid.
Gu Jincheng narrowed his eyes slightly, reached out to take the ruler, and raised it slightly, Mi Rongxing sat on the ground with a "boom", "Grandpa, it's sauerkraut!"
Gu Jincheng wanted to laugh, but seeing his pale face and trembling lips, his heart ached.
Gently pulling up his grandson, he did not lose his kindness, "Kneel down first, and grandpa won't hit you."
Mi Rongxing swallowed his breath, relaxed his tense body, and carefully looked at Gu Jincheng, "Grandpa, don't you really want to fight?"
Gu Jincheng threw the ruler aside and clapped his hands, "If I hit you, will your memory grow?"
"No, I... I will only be more afraid of grandpa." His eyes turned red.
Gu Jincheng couldn't bear it, thinking that she was too strict with him, so she took his hand guiltily and asked him to stand up and sit beside her.
"Do you know what you did wrong?" He asked gently.
Now Mi Rongxing was sure that his grandfather would not beat him, so he nodded seriously, "I know I was wrong, and I won't hate little daddy anymore."
"Then can you tell grandpa why you hate your little daddy?"
"can."
In front of Gu Jincheng, Mi Rongxing didn't dare to lie casually, because he would feel guilty if he looked at Gu Jincheng, and he would be seen through if he felt guilty.
Just like just now.
Therefore, he might as well tell the truth and avoid being punished.
After hearing his statement, Gu Jincheng felt very heavy. He touched Mi Rongxing's head, and then gently hugged him into his arms.
"Xing'er, it was grandpa's decision to hide your father's imprisonment. Grandpa is here to apologize to you. I'm sorry. Grandpa shouldn't have kept it from you for so long. In a few days, grandpa will take you to visit your father in prison."
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." Hearing his grandfather apologize to him for the first time, Mi Rongxing was so excited that he cried.
Ling Qiyang, who had been eavesdropping outside, frowned, turned and left...
He came to his room and dialed Shao Junfei, "Junfei, I found the reason for Xing'er's anger."
Shao Junfei hurriedly asked: "What is the reason?"
"Because I heard what your aunt's son Li Zhiming said." Ling Qiyang told Shao Junfei what he had just heard.
"This big bastard!"
Shao Junfei rushed downstairs immediately after finishing the phone call. He came to the old man's study, "Grandpa, I have something to report."
The old man sitting on the sofa reading a book took off his reading glasses and stared at him, "What's the matter?"
"Li Zhiming provoked Xing'er to deliberately make Xing'er hate my brother, he..."
Before he finished speaking, the door of the study room opened suddenly. Fu Shumin came in with a cup of tea, and gave his younger son a strange look.
Shao Junfei was taken aback, took a step back, and swallowed what he wanted to say.
"Dad, please drink tea." Fu Shumin handed the teacup to the old man.
Just one minute before entering the door, Yu Hui who had just made tea hastily handed her the teacup and said, "Jun Fei rushed into Dad's study in a fit of anger, you go in quickly, I'm afraid he will tell about Xing'er. "
Sure enough, he heard what Shao Junfei just said.
"Shumin, sit down, let's listen to what Junfei has to say." The old man didn't let her take Shao Junfei away.
Fu Shumin had no choice but to wink at her son.
"Grandpa, I'm done." Shao Junfei's thoughts had been disturbed by his mother.
The old man put on a serious expression, "You can't avoid the important and ignore the minor when reporting things, and you can't just stop talking halfway. Say it quickly! What did Xing'er do after falling in love with your brother?"
Shao Junfei glanced at his mother, and said cautiously: "He...he ignored his brother and didn't like his mother, and then he clamored to go back home."
The old man frowned, "Is that why he went back home?"
Fu Shumin hastily echoed, "Yes, that's right, he was upset with us, and even ran to hide in the yard. We asked him why he was angry, but he didn't say anything... Xinyan had no choice but to take him back home."
Everything seemed to be reasonable, and Fu Shumin was relieved after speaking.
But the old man's brows did not relax, he picked up the teacup and blew off the froth, took a sip of tea to moisten his throat.
"Junfei, how did you know the reason? Didn't you ask Xing'er, Xing'er didn't tell me?" He spoke again.
Shao Junfei replied honestly: "I just received a call from Gu Ling Qiyang, who said that Xing'er has truthfully explained the reason to his grandfather."
"So, my in-laws know that my old Shao has such a prodigal grandson who never changes his ways." The old man's brows were furrowed even tighter, and the hand holding the teacup trembled slightly.
"Dad, don't get angry about this, Zhiming... I think my uncle will teach him well." Fu Shumin quickly comforted him.
The old man put down his teacup, and stretched out his hand towards Shao Junfei, with a very serious expression, "Give me the phone."