"Little bald guy, sorry to make you laugh. You still haven't answered me, do you want a sports car or a villa?"
Han Chengshan touched his bald head: "Grandpa Tang, I don't have a driver's license so I can't drive a sports car, and I don't need a villa. My grandfather has already bought one for me."
Grandpa's food show had high ratings, making the entertainment company a fortune. With the lotus root cakes selling like hotcakes, Grandpa took them to buy real estate, buying each of the seven of them a villa in the same neighborhood.
Grandpa's actions were a way of telling them that even if they each have their own families in the future, he hoped they would still be connected and not forget their brotherly and sisterly bond.
Even without Grandpa's special care, they would never forget each other. During the dark times when Grandpa was not around, they huddled together for warmth, and they would never forget this bond.
"It seems this thank-you gift won't be given. Oh well, you two should get along well and come over for dinner sometime."
"...Okay." Han Chengshan felt rather uncomfortable and touched his bald head again.
Tang Shan was furious and glared at his grandfather.
He knew his grandfather well; he was a snob!
The sports car and villa I had prepared for my benefactor were intended to buy out this debt of gratitude, in case he tried to take advantage of the favor and scheme for something bigger in the future.
But now, after hearing his benefactor say that his family had bought him a villa, and learning that his family was not ordinary, he became interested in making their acquaintance, which is why he invited his benefactor to his home for dinner.
If my benefactor had asked for a sports car or a villa, the old man would have delivered the gifts and then ignored him. Even if my benefactor came to visit in the future, he would have refused to let him in.
He just couldn't stand the old man's snobbish and petty attitude, which is why he kept going against him.
"Hey bald guy, let's exchange phone numbers and keep in touch."
"Ah... okay." Han Chengshan was about to take out his phone when he found it empty. He said embarrassedly, "I remember now, my phone is broken."
Grandpa Tang smiled as usual and handed over a business card: "This is my business card. Call me when your phone is fixed."
"Hmm... okay." Han Chengshan felt like he was being led by the nose the whole time. The old man had a very strong aura, and he was a little scared.
He sighed inwardly once again: "Thank goodness my grandpa doesn't have such a strong presence. He's kind and gentle when we're together. My grandpa is so good! Tangshan is so pitiful to have such a serious grandpa with such a commanding presence. It's really miserable!"
Tang Shan was unwilling to go with the old man and pulled Han Chengshan back, saying, "My benefactor, you must protect me. I don't want to go back with him. He might even send someone to hang me up and whip me!"
"No way, they probably won't hit you, right..."
"How could he not? My grandfather is heartless! He would definitely send someone to hang me up and whip me! He definitely knows what's going on in that school. Unlike other parents who are kept in the dark, he knows it's a pit of fire and still pushes me into it!"
"You're right," Old Master Tang said coldly.
"Look, he really knew about the internet addiction school and deliberately sent me there to suffer!"
"I meant the previous sentence, are you right?"
"The previous sentence?" Tang Shan's heart skipped a beat: "You really want to take me back and hang me up to beat me? Are you even human?! I'm your own grandson, how can you treat me like an enemy! Tell me, did my mother have an affair? Did you secretly take my hair for a paternity test?! I'm definitely not your grandson!"
“You slandered your deceased mother. For that alone, I can hang you from the big tree in front of your mother’s grave and whip you.”
"If I were your own grandson, how could you treat me like this!"
"You're going to marry into someone else's family and become their son or grandson. Your children will even take someone else's surname. What difference does it make whether I have a grandson like you or I don't?"
"You old-fashioned, superstitious person! What does it matter what surname you have! As long as the child is mine, that's all that matters!"
"Heh, I bet you won't admit your mistake until you're beaten to death! You're so stubborn, I'd like to see how long you can keep it up."
"My stubbornness isn't hereditary! You say I'm stubborn, but you can't give in to me. Your stubbornness is what forces me to be stubborn!"
"I think you're asking for a beating!" Old Master Tang raised his cane high.
"Go ahead and hit me! Hit me to death, I won't dodge!" Tang Shan pointed to his temple, glaring fearlessly at the other man: "If you hit me in the temple, you'll send me straight to meet my parents. There's no point in me living!"
"Since you're going to marry into someone else's family, there's really no point in you living. I'll send you to meet your parents!"
Seeing that Old Master Tang was really going to hit Tang Shan, Han Chengshan quickly stepped forward and reached out to grab Old Master Tang's cane: "Old Master, listen to my advice. Tang Shan has just come out of a hellhole, so it's normal for him to have some resentment towards you. Give him some time to calm down, and once he's thought it through, he definitely won't marry into the family!"
"No, I'm going to marry into your family! I won't allow my future children to have the surname Tang. All I've done isn't because I love that woman. I'm just going to stand up to you, you old geezer! I refuse to believe that a young man like me can't beat you, you old geezer!"
"You've gone too far! I think you really want to see your parents! Baldy, let go!"
Han Chengshan gripped his cane with all his might: "Grandpa, calm down, you must calm down!"
"I can't calm down, let go of me now, or I'll beat you up too!"
"Ahem." A voice suddenly rang out.
Han Chengshan turned his head and exclaimed in surprise, "Grandpa, what are you doing here?"
Han Fei did not answer, but looked gently at Old Master Tang: "My friend, I don't object to you beating your grandson, but if you want to touch my grandson, you'll have to ask for my opinion."
"Are you Little Baldy's grandpa?" When Grandpa Tang saw the other man's bald head, his first thought was that this person was Little Baldy's father. But when Little Baldy called him "Grandpa," he was shocked!
My grandson is about the same age, so why is there such a big difference between us? I look so old, how come the other guy looks so young? Could it be that he had his child early and is twenty years younger than me?
"I'm sorry you had to see this." Old Master Tang put away his cane, abandoning his idea of publicly reprimanding Tang Shan.
Tang Shan breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was shouting, he was actually very scared.
Han Chengshan walked to his grandfather's side, his heroic and resolute demeanor vanishing completely, replaced by a pitiful expression, like a little puppy, his voice even carrying a hint of coquetry: "Grandpa, why did you take so long to come? Please take me back quickly. I haven't eaten instant noodles or other junk food in so long. Yesterday I ate a bowl of slightly spicy braised beef noodles and I was running to the toilet non-stop, I almost collapsed from diarrhea..."
"Having learned their lesson, will they dare to act recklessly again?"
"I wouldn't dare do that again, Grandpa! I'd rather die than do anything reckless! I've really suffered so much, Grandpa, you have to cook me something good to eat to help me recover. Look at me, I've gotten so thin from hunger!"
Han Fei shook his head: "Let's go back, I'll make you lotus root cakes."
"Grandpa, I want to eat salted egg yolk fried chicken wings, and also stir-fried eggplant, potatoes, and green peppers..."
"Okay, go back and write a 5,000-word self-criticism. If I'm satisfied, you can eat."
"Oh no! I have to write a self-criticism too!" Han Chengshan said with a mournful face.
"If you don't want to eat, you don't have to write it."
"I'll write it! I'll write it! It's only five thousand words, I have experience, I'm the most experienced at writing self-criticisms!"
"Is this something to be proud of?"
"Hehe, not really! Grandpa, could you make me some stir-fried beef slices with two kinds of peppers too?"
"You had diarrhea yesterday, so don't eat spicy food today."
"Okay, I'll do whatever Grandpa says! Grandpa, can you make me some scrambled eggs with beef slices?"
"This will satisfy you."
"Yay! Grandpa, you're so good to me! I really am Grandpa's most beloved grandson!"
The grandfather and grandson left the police station, but their conversation still lingered in their ears.
Grandpa Tang greatly envied the way the Han family grandfather and grandson got along. He didn't know how he had become enemies with his own grandson.
Tang Shan sniffed, turned away and wiped away a tear of bitterness: His benefactor had not lied to him after all; his benefactor's grandfather was really so gentle and kind!
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