In the past, Zhang Fengxia would have rushed forward to stop it.

At this moment, Zhang Fengxia lowered her head and gently blew the red dots on the little guy's hands, without any intention of stepping forward to stop him.

Su Zijun and his son Xiao Qiping, who were sitting under the eaves, each held an apple in their hands, looking like they were enjoying the show.

Although Su Lili, who was squatting by the well washing vegetables, did not show it as obviously as Su Zijun and Xiao Qiping, father and son, she was also staring at them without blinking, afraid of missing anything.

As the sister-in-law, Zhou Xiuqiao was naturally not as blatant as Su Zijun and Su Lili. When she saw Su Changjiang picking up the broom, she hid in the kitchen and secretly peeked through the crack in the door.

When Shen Zhihuan came out of the shower, he saw Su Changjiang chasing Su Ziyu around the yard.

She took a dry towel and began to dry her hair.

From the looks of it, he didn't seem to have any intention of trying to reconcile or stop the fight.

"You... bastard,... you... stop... right... right... or I'll... break... your... legs." Su Changjiang ran out of breath.

On the other hand, someone a few meters away had a calm and composed look without blushing in the face or breathing heavily.

Seeing the young wife coming out of the bathroom, someone curled his lips and smiled at her.

In Su Changjiang's eyes, this was tantamount to a provocation.

"Damn...thing..." Su Changjiang picked up the broom and started chasing again.

Someone is not as honest as his brother Su Zijun. He will obediently accept being beaten. When Su Changjiang chases him, he will run away. When Su Changjiang hits him, he will hide.

The main feature is to be able to adapt to changing circumstances.

The little guy looked at the father and son who were chasing each other and fleeing, grinning, clapping his hands and laughing.

Especially when Su Changjiang waved the broom, the little guy laughed out loud.

This laughter was undoubtedly a booster for Su Changjiang. Now, Su Changjiang swung the broom even faster.

The little guy laughed even more happily.

Su Ziyu couldn't help but hold his forehead.

A grandson is a biological grandson, but a son is not necessarily a biological son.

The farce continued until dinner was served.

As soon as he got to the dinner table, the little guy's hands covered with red spots started to itch again.

Without waiting for him to move, Su Ziyu directly used his little fleshy hand to touch the rice in the bowl.

Although the rice was not as hot as in the pot, the heat was still scorching.

Because Su Ziyu's movements were too fast, Su Changjiang and Zhang Fengxia didn't have time to react.

By the time they stepped forward to stop him, shouting and cursing, the little guy's cries had already resounded throughout the Su family's courtyard.

"Su Ziyu, are you crazy?"

"What the hell do you want to do, you bastard?"

Su Zijun also frowned and looked at Su Ziyu, thinking that his younger brother was going too far.

The little guy is still young, at the age where he is curious about everything. Why would he discipline the child like that?

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The little guy is still so young, how would he know what he can and cannot touch.

Su Ziyu put the little guy's hand directly into the cold boiled water that had already cooled down beside him to cool it down.

Shen Zhihuan glanced at the little guy's hand, said nothing, turned around and went back to the next yard.

Zhang Fengxia was so angry that she snatched the child away and glared at Su Ziyu fiercely.

Su Changjiang was so angry that he stamped his feet and cursed Su Ziyu for being cruel.

Su Ziyu didn't go to see Su Changjiang, but just brought some boiled water to cool the little guy's hands.

After the little guy stopped crying, Su Ziyu slowly spoke, "Since the jacket was taken off, this little guy's hands have never stopped. If he doesn't suffer a little, he will suffer a lot sooner or later."

Su Changjiang frowned when he heard this, "Guaiguai is still so young, what does he know!"

Shen Zhihuan quickly brought the burn ointment and carefully applied it to the little guy.

But what no one expected was that from then on, the little guy no longer dared to reach out to grab the rice bowl on the table.

Summer arrived in the blink of an eye.

The orphanage and nursing home outside the city have also been built.

Because of Shen Zhihuan's donation, the principal asked students from the Foreign Languages ​​Department to visit the Salesian Home on behalf of the students of Kyoto University, and also accompanied by outstanding teachers from Kyoto University.

When it comes to excellent teachers, Nun Miejue and Ren Jinghua are ranked second, and no one at Peking University dares to claim to be first.

Soon that day arrived.

In order to better reflect the spirit of Peking University, students in the Foreign Languages ​​Department all changed into new clothes that day. Even Ren Jinghua asked a tailor to make him a new set of clothes.

The bus was an off-duty bus arranged by Kyoto University.

Before leaving, Shen Zhihuan did not forget to feed the little guy.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

The new Salesian home is right next to the old Salesian home, or to be more precise, separated by a wall.

The brand new four-story building stands out among the low bungalows and thatched houses.

The spacious yard was paved with cement, and a flower bed was built next to the wall with broken bricks picked up from the brickyard. Perhaps because they were planted not long ago, the flowers and plants inside were still wilted.

There are several rows of fruit trees planted near the gate. Although there are no fruits, judging from the shape of the leaves, they should be loquat or walnut trees.

Because it is in the suburbs, there are many green farmlands around it and the environment looks quite quiet.

Because the time had been decided long ago, the director of the orphanage was waiting at the gate with the children.

Watching the bus slowly approaching, the children all stood up straight.

"You must be polite when you meet your uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters later, okay?" Ming Xiangyan, the director of the orphanage, reminded the children again with concern.

"Yes!" the children answered in unison.

At the same time, Ren Jinghua also once again reminded the students on the bus not to run around, not to talk nonsense, and not to do anything that would bring shame to Peking University.

Liu Chunhua couldn't help but secretly rolled her eyes.

"Does Old Man Ren treat us like three-year-old children?!"

They are college students after all, how could they not know what to do and what not to do?! Shen Zhihuan patted her lightly, signaling her not to say anything.

The next second, Ren Jinghua's gnashing voice rang out from the front of the car not far away, "Liu Chunhua, do I treat you as a three-year-old child, or do you treat me as a deaf person?"

Everyone burst into laughter.

Liu Chunhua lowered her head, wishing she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Shen Zhihuan pursed her lips and smiled softly.

This earned a cold look from Liu Chunhua.

"I still say the same thing. If anyone dares to do anything that brings shame to our Peking University, I will make him pay for it." Ren Jinghua reminded him again and again without getting tired of it.

Not only are they coming today, but people from above are also coming.

Their Foreign Languages ​​Department represents the students of Kyoto University and must never bring discredit or embarrass Kyoto University students.

"Did you hear that?" Ren Jinghua asked in a deep voice.

"I heard it!" The students on the bus straightened their backs.

The two buses stopped and teachers and students got off in an orderly manner.

The director of the Salesian Home came forward warmly and shook hands with the principal and teachers one by one.

The children stood straight and looked at everyone with sincere and eager eyes.

"Zhihuan, was the obedient child from your family sent here last time?" Liu Chunhua nudged Shen Zhihuan with her elbow and asked in a low voice.

"I don't know!" Shen Zhihuan shook his head slightly.