hiss...
The thug's eyes were now filled with wariness and suspicion as he looked at Gao Dan.
"What else do you know?" he asked, emphasizing each word.
I was really panicked. After all, the little hooligan was just a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, at most a high school student. I couldn't hide my emotions from him no matter what.
The thug's reaction further suggests that something is wrong.
Why did the hoodlum's parents risk their lives to escape from their home?
Furthermore, for so many years, the young hooligan has lived alone in the village, and it can be said that he has had a very hard life. However, three people came to take him away, but he refused each time. Why did he refuse when he could have a very good material life?
These are obvious problems; you can easily guess what the issues are by thinking about them.
But these things are very private. In more than ten years, no one in the village has discovered them.
Of course, Fourth Uncle is an exception.
The thug's suspicion of Gao Dan grew stronger and stronger, until finally, his eyes revealed a murderous intent.
One has to say: ignorance is bliss.
"Are you doubting whether I was sent by your grandfather?"
Gao Dan's sudden remark caused the thug to completely explode:
"So, are you or aren't you?" He practically shouted, and the words could be heard clearly even inside the clinic.
The little one, who was fast asleep in his mother's arms, was startled awake.
"Mommy?"
"It's okay, don't be afraid, Mom is here."
But the little boy was wide awake and twisted his body to get down. After Ye Wanying put him down, he turned around and took another look around the room. Finally, his gaze settled on his fourth uncle sitting not far away.
"Little brat, what are you looking at, old man?"
Fourth Uncle tapped his teacup in his hand, seemingly trying to make a joke, but he didn't actually laugh as he asked.
The little guy took a few more steps forward and stopped right in front of his fourth uncle, his face showing a mixture of distress and confusion. Finally, he asked in a low voice:
"Grandpa, is your beard... real or fake?"
That beard is really, really long, it reaches all the way up to his chest.
The little dumpling has never seen such a long beard before.
cough....
Fourth Uncle probably didn't expect the little guy in front of him to ask such a question, and his lips trembled slightly.
Ye Wanying couldn't help but chuckle at this moment.
Sure enough, my precious son often does things unpredictably, making it impossible to guard against him.
Fourth Uncle's lips twitched, causing his chest-length beard to tremble as he spoke in a disgruntled tone:
"Why don't you try it and see if it's real or fake?"
The tone was quite impolite, but the little guy actually stepped forward and grabbed his fourth uncle's beard with one hand. Amid his fourth uncle's exclamation, he even tugged at it to confirm whether it was glued on or not.
Okay, it must be true.
I tried pulling it off several times but couldn't get it off.
Fourth Uncle's lips were burning with pain, and he glared at the boy in front of him. Before he could speak, the boy beat him to it:
"Grandpa, you can't blame Tuanzi, you invited Tuanzi to try it yourself!"
That's absolutely right.
But... that was just said in anger.
Who knows if you actually took it seriously?
Fourth Uncle was so angry his face turned green, but he couldn't scold or hit a kid, so in the end he could only swallow his anger.
Ye Wanying stepped forward and pulled her son over, then looked apologetically at her fourth uncle:
"Ahem, Fourth Uncle, I'm so sorry, so sorry. Son, apologize to your grandfather!"
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