Why did his son's first reaction when he saw Wang Hao and the others not be jealous, but guilty!
He suppressed his anger and disappointment and greeted his son in as calm a tone as possible.
"Xiaodong, come here. Your Uncle Wang and the others have something to ask you."
But Xiaodong's steps seemed to be rooted to the ground and he was unwilling to move an inch.
He stood there, his neck stiff.
"Well, what are you doing in the past? If you have any questions, just ask them directly. I don't know anything anyway."
Wang Hao looked at the little brat standing at the door and couldn't help but sneer.
"You know what we're going to ask? Why don't you just say you don't know?"
Xiaodong finally raised his head after hearing this. Thinking that this was their home after all and his father was still next to him, he bravely glared at Wang Hao.
"I just don't understand! What does your family's affairs have to do with me?"
Okay, Wang Hao was too lazy to talk nonsense with him anymore and turned to ask Lin Xi.
"Master, is that him?"
Lin Xi looked at Xiaodong and nodded.
"It's him."
The child's guilty expression alone was enough to explain everything, but in order to avoid any mistakes, Lin Xi quickly used magic to look through his memory.
Well, it was indeed this child who placed the little wooden man on the beam of Wang Hao’s house.
With Lin Xi's words, Wang Hao instantly felt confident.
He stood up suddenly and walked towards Xiaodongqian.
That menacing look finally made Xiaodong start to get scared.
He was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he immediately hid behind his father, still shouting: "Dad, help me, he's going to hit me, he's going to hit me!"
Although Wang Hao was very angry, he could never do something like hitting someone else's child in someone else's home.
Especially when it comes to educating children, of course the father has to do it.
He simply walked over, took out the little wooden figure that he had been carrying in his pocket, and handed it to the carpenter and his son.
"Uncle, this little wooden figure was carved by you, right?"
The carpenter looked at the familiar little wooden man and nodded in confusion.
"It's my sculpture, how come it's in your..." hand.
Wang Hao interrupted him with a cold snort before he could finish.
"How did it get into my hands? Of course your son gave it to us. He even placed it on the main beam of my house!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the carpenter's face changed.
He is a carpenter, so of course he knows some special requirements.
He also knew how important the main beam was to the entire house. Normally, nothing could be placed on it, let alone a small wooden block in the shape of a human.
Isn’t this just like putting a villain on someone else’s beam?
Realizing this, the carpenter immediately turned around and questioned his son Xiaodong in disbelief.
"Fang Xiaodong, did you put this little wooden figure there? Why did you do this?"
Xiaodong was frightened by the current situation.
He never thought that what he did would be discovered, and he clearly didn't tell anyone!
Even though he wanted to grit his teeth and deny it, he was just a child after all, and his mental strength wasn't that strong.
After being interrogated several times by his father with a sullen face, he finally burst into tears and sobbed.
"Yes, I was the one who let her go, but, but I didn't do it on purpose, they were the ones who bullied me first, wuwuwu..."
What the hell?
Bully him?
Wang Hao frowned and asked immediately.
"Who? Who did you say bullied you? Or my dad?"
When Xiaodong heard this, although he was still crying, he couldn't help showing an angry expression, and looked at Wang Hao and accused him.
"You, that's you!"
Seeing Xiaodong crying so sadly and his anger so real, Wang Hao almost doubted his memory.
Could it be that he had really bullied Xiaodong sometime in the past, but he had forgotten it?
But he thought about it carefully again, and still couldn't remember what he had done to Xiaodong.
The most important thing is that he has been working outside for many years and has been home very few times. Xiaodong is someone else's child and he doesn't even have the chance to talk to him alone. How can he bully him?
Wang Hao was still thinking about it when he heard Xiaodong continue to complain angrily.
"When you were handing out red envelopes upstairs that day, you deliberately targeted me and didn't give any to me, so I didn't get a single cent!"
When Wang Hao heard this reason, his jaw almost dropped to the ground in shock.
“…?!!”
Then, he heard from Xiaodong how he "targeted" and "bullied" Xiaodong.
The story can be traced back to the day when Wang Hao's family held a beam-raising banquet.
The carpenter was helping out with some work for their family at the time, and since they were from the same village, it was only natural for him to invite his family to dinner.
As a child, Xiaodong usually just followed his father to eat, and they would not invite him alone.
In addition, Wang Hao and the others were very busy that day and had a lot of things to do, so they had no time to pay attention to a child.
But that day, besides bringing mouths to feed, the children had another purpose, which was to add to the fun and crowd, especially during the beam-raising ceremony.
On that day, Wang Hao and his friends had a beam-raising ceremony. They first offered sacrifices to the gods, and then raised the beams normally. After the beams were successfully raised, it was not over yet. There was another most lively activity, which was "throwing the beams".
The so-called "throwing the beam" means that after the host has finished putting up the beam, he will scatter the festive things such as candies and red envelopes prepared in advance around the house for everyone to scramble for, to symbolize the coming of wealth and good luck.
The more people there are in the "throwing beam" part, the better. After all, this will make it more lively and festive.
The children who love to join in the fun have become the most welcome guests of the host family.
The person who “threw the beam” that day was Wang Hao.
Because the fence on the roof of their building had not been built at that time, although it was only three stories high, Wang Hao thought that his father was old, and if he accidentally stood on the edge and fell down while scattering things, it would be difficult to deal with.
Therefore, for the sake of safety, it was safer for him, a young man with steady feet, to "throw the beam".
Their family prepared a lot of things that day, including candies, red steamed buns, etc. Needless to say, the key point was that they prepared a lot of red envelopes.
Wang Hao and his friends thought that since they only had this one chance to renovate the house, they wanted to make it a lively and grand event, so they specially prepared a lot of red envelopes.
The people on the first floor had been looking forward to the red envelopes for a long time, and everyone tilted their heads waiting for Wang Hao to give them out.
Wang Hao did not delay and quickly scattered the food. Then he grabbed a handful of red envelopes and started distributing them.
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