Mr. Lu: "...This cannot be given."
Seeing that they were very familiar with guns, Lu Jingchuan glanced at his grandson and immediately covered for them. "I took them to the camp. They saw real gun training with their own eyes. I explained it to them at the time."
"No wonder."
Mr. Lu didn't think much about it. He and his wife had very different ways of educating their children, and the three children were very smart, so it was normal for them to know.
The pistol had no bullets, so they lost interest. Gong Pengze picked up the stethoscope on the ground and asked him, "Grandpa, what is this?"
"Stethoscope, like doctors use."
"How do I use it?" Gong Pengze had never seen this before and was a little interested in the stethoscope.
"Xiao Peng, come here, let me teach you how to use it."
Lu Dongzheng's daughter works as a nurse in the hospital. This stethoscope was borrowed by her from the hospital. Seeing that her nephew was interested in it, she took the opportunity to teach him how to use it.
Gong Pengze quickly learned it. He had no interest in other things. If he had to choose one, he reluctantly chose the stethoscope in his hand: "Grandpa, I want this one."
"Okay. Our Xiao Peng chose the stethoscope. He plans to be a doctor who saves lives when he grows up."
Old Master Lu hoped that he would become a doctor like his grandmother, learn superb medical skills and serve the society and the people. He urged the two older brothers, "Chuming, Changxiao, your younger brother has made his choice. Which one do you choose?"
"I choose this one." Lu Chuming still held the pistol in his hand.
"Yes, yes."
His choice made Mr. Lu very happy. When he saw Lu Changxiao pick up the inkstone, he smiled so much that wrinkles appeared on his face. "Oh, our Changxiao chose the inkstone. He should study hard and go to university, and become the top scholar like his mother."
Lu Changxiao looked down at the inkstone in his hand, then looked up at him and answered with a simple and serious face: "Grandpa, I just think this beating should be useful."
Mr. Lu: “…”
The whole room burst into laughter.
"Alright, alright. It's a good thing if you can beat someone up. If you can't be the top scholar in literature, then be the top scholar in martial arts." Mr. Lu was also amused by him.
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