The tulle of hypocrisy just now was completely torn by me, the atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the two sides simply rushed to the point.
Wan Taijun snorted coldly: "You are a smart boy, yes, I am really dissatisfied with you."
Hearing such undisguised words of disgust from my elders, and my desperate efforts to seek approval from childhood to adulthood were once again frustrated, my heart felt like a needle was pricked, and holes were poked out. The blood was boiling hot, and the rebel factor in my whole body was clamoring, and my whole body became hot.
I said, "I'm not satisfied with your grandson either, you tell him not to pester me."
The old lady sneered: "Little girl, don't speak duplicity in front of adults. It won't do you any good."
I accepted the trick: "Don't dare to say what you mean, it's your grandson who pestered me first, that's right, I'll be honest."
She glanced at me meaningfully, as if speculating: "You don't like my Akang?"
"I like it." I admitted my thoughts without hesitation. I didn't intend to lie to myself in front of the old man. I had to face her provocation openly.
"Then you are still not satisfied?" The old lady looked over with disapproving sharp eyes, as if accusing me of contradictions in my words.
I was confident: "Like doesn't necessarily mean satisfaction, for example, people only see his wallet, his looks, his style, but I know it when I'm stalked by him. He likes to calculate people, has a bad stomach, controls Desire is strong, almost an enemy that is difficult to defeat."
"What? You regard him as an enemy?" The old grandmother frowned and exclaimed.
"Sometimes it is, so there's no lack of joy in being with him."
The old grandma half-understood my natural explanation, and then asked: "What about his strengths? Have you seen it?"
"He has a lot of advantages, otherwise I wouldn't like him." I pondered for a moment, and told the truth: "But I would rather he not look too good and have less money. I would rather he be simple and honest, and occasionally let me Win once, he is too strong and hurt my self-esteem."
Unknowingly, I confessed all my troubles to the old grandma, mainly because I had suffered so much from Kang Zixian, and I had nowhere to complain, so I simply poured it all out to the old grandma today, to let her know that her grandson is not perfect of.
It's a pity that my criticism of Kang Zixian turned into compliments to him in a disguised form in Wan Taijun's ears. After all, what I complained was that he was too strong and I bowed down, which became another kind of affirmation , Wan Taijun smiled with satisfaction and nodded: "I understand."
I categorically retorted: "You don't understand."
The old lady was angry, and confronted me with a cold face: "My old lady has eaten more salt than you have eaten rice, and crossed more bridges than you have walked. What else is there to do?" My old lady doesn't understand?"
The old lady leaned on the old and sold the old hair, and I tilted my neck and muttered in disbelief: "How can there be so many bridges in this world?"
The old lady heard it naturally, with a sullen face and crossed hands that were quite round, like an old turtledove perched on a tree and sulking.
"Disobedient, talk no matter how big or small, no rules." She was nagging, and she had already stood up and walked to the door: "I am very dissatisfied with you."
I simply did not hide my rascal nature, and followed her angrily: "Okay, you are not satisfied with yours, I am not satisfied with mine, but now I like your grandson very much, even if you throw the check, I won't let it go, what do you want?" Break up the two of us, and I will go to your house every day to sit and hang banners, and if you drive me out, I will kidnap your grandson."
The old lady turned around with a haughty face, and said sternly, "Fang Liangliang, no one has dared to come out and threaten me Wan Qihua for more than ten years. You are so bold."
I pouted my mouth and raised my chin, with a rogue face: "You are allowed to smash the scene, and I am not allowed to threaten you?"
Wan Taijun stared at me fiercely with cold eyes, and I stared back at her. As a result, the four eyes stared at each other for a while. The old lady probably felt that her eyes were tired, her tightly pursed mouth relaxed and her muscles trembled. Tiger smiled.
My jaw dropped, and I was fighting with all my strength, but the confrontation between us, the old and the young, started to develop into a comical development. The sparks were supposed to be bursting into flames, but as I was talking, under my agitation, what did the old lady do? Just laughed? How funny
I couldn't help asking: "Hua Po, what are you laughing at? I'm serious."
Wan Taijun suddenly suppressed his smile, stared at me with a stiff face: "Why does my old lady laugh and explain to you?" and put a label on me: "Disrespecting the elderly."
"Also, don't call me Hua Po."
I curled my lips and said with a playful smile in front of the old lady, "I don't call you a flower woman, do you call you a flower fairy?"
As soon as the words fell, I felt a pain in my forehead: "Ouch!" There was a scream, something was in close contact with my forehead. It turned out that Mr. Wan was hitting me with the Hermers platinum bag in his hand. Although the attack was not very heavy, but It is estimated that there will be a lump on the top of the head soon, I rubbed the slightly painful place, looked at the old lady's angry face, and was confused, and shouted like a child: "You still beat people, I Tell Kang Zixian that you hit someone!"
"Who told you to call me Flower Fairy." The old lady pulled her face away, and there was a smile in her eyes, and my clear eyes reflected my foolish face competing with her: "How dare you sue that kid on me?"
"Don't dare." I rolled my eyeballs and waved my hands quickly. The old lady in front of me who was arguing with me was clearly not as majestic and terrifying as the rumors said, but she was clearly cute, except for her stubbornness. She looks like an elder, but she doesn't look like a pretentious rich old lady.
As soon as my heart relaxed, I giggled and shook my head to the end: "But I will call you Huaxianzi, Huaxianzi, Huaxianzi, you are Huaxianzi."
The old lady probably has never seen my "Splash Girl" before, and she glared at me for nothing. Seeing that this expensive bag was about to hit me again, for the safety of my life, I put my right hand on the old lady's shoulder. Make a gesture of intimacy, and quickly change the subject: "Hey, grandma, am I kidding? Let me say, what denomination of check did you bring today?"
"Aiyo..." The heavy bag was still smashed over, I screamed miserably, and couldn't help complaining: "I said, why do you beat people all the time? Is there some iron in your bag, it hurts me to death Oops."