"You get out too!" Jiang Defu was furious and said to him irritably.
Jiang Guoqing snorted indignantly, picked up a steamed bun, added some vegetables, and slowly went back to his room.
Lin Wangshu seemed to understand something, took a step forward, and complained to Jiang Defu, "Dad, you bullied my second brother today, it's so annoying!"
After saying that, she grabbed the airplane model, turned around, and rushed out the door to catch up with Jiang Junqing.
Jiang Defu was momentarily speechless as his daughter, who was usually so sweet and affectionate, suddenly turned stern and scolded him.
But he didn't seem annoyed at all. Instead, he shook his head and laughed, "This Jiang Junqing is quite popular. I've just angered everyone."
Seeing that his anger had subsided, Anjie secretly breathed a sigh of relief, patted him on the shoulder, and said irritably, "It's all your fault, who told you to forget?"
"Now that's settled, both of them have run away. Are you satisfied now?"
Dehua had been extremely anxious for a while, and seeing that the atmosphere had eased up a bit, he quickly said, "It's almost dark, are you all still sitting there? Why aren't you going out to look for someone?!"
Jiang Defu sighed and waved his hand, "Go, all of you, take the flashlights."
After chasing him out of the house, Lin Wangshu didn't know where to look for him. Finally, after calming down and thinking it over, he headed towards the seaside.
The rocks by the sea were Jiang Junqing's favorite place to go when he was angry or upset.
Lin Wangshu once asked him curiously, and he scratched his head and explained embarrassedly that the sound of the waves was loud there, so that his crying could not be heard.
When she arrived at the place, panting, she saw the figure sitting on the highest rock under the sunset, and a relieved smile unconsciously appeared on Lin Wangshu's face.
As Jiang Junqing threw stones forward and shed tears, the grievances and anger that had been building up in his heart surged like waves, relentlessly and fiercely.
They're all biased; they all prefer the eldest brother and don't care about him. He'll always be number two!
Even Xiaoyueliang has stopped paying attention to him lately. Thinking of this, Jiang Junqing felt even more sad and his eyes stung. He felt that in all the world, no one put him first.
But as Jiang Weidong's tears flowed even more fiercely, his vision suddenly blurred, and a small model airplane appeared before him.
Happy birthday, brother.
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