There is a treasure in the 60's family [MTL]

Chapter 28

He looked at Song Ming's vain face and wanted to beat him, and dared to say bad things about his father behind his back, provoking other people's relationships like a girl.

Song Zhizhong wanted to rush out with one arrow step, but Song Baozhu grabbed the corner of his clothes: "Fifth brother, don't go."

"What? Are you afraid I won't be able to beat him? It's okay, your fifth brother has a lot of strength. He was still like a tiger out of the cage just now, and he was held by Song Baozhu as soon as the corner of his clothes was like being restrained by the reins of fate, and he slowly retreated.

Song Baozhu shook his head, "Violence is the lowest value solution. If it is not good, it is easy to cause unequal consequences.

Song Zhizhong touched the back of his head, "Baozhu, I don't understand what you're talking about." , why is his sister's words getting more and more profound?

Song Baozhu didn't care about him, and communicated with the system in his mind: "All right, I think Song Ming and Huang Cui are a little strange, if Song Ming's mother knew that my grandfather had a wife and children at that time, why did she still want to be good with my grandfather, unless she had no choice." Song Baozhu touched his chin and analyzed rationally.

The system stammered, "But they look a little alike." Of course, judging whether you are related by physical appearance alone is very rigorous, if you want to know, you can do a paternity test, of course, this requires you to unlock medicine, genetics, genetics and other related courses and pass the assessment. I can provide you with the instruments when the time comes.

Song Baozhu clenched her little fist, Isn't it just studying, it's a big deal that she extends her study time by another two hours every day, this time is not short, after all, there are two hours outside, and there are twenty hours inside the study space.

She pulled Song Zhizhong to make him bow his head, and then whispered a few words in his ear.

Although Song Zhizhong was puzzled, he complied.

Over there, Song Deling was already about to turn around and leave, but suddenly heard someone calling him grandpa, turned around and looked, only to find that Song Zhizhong walked out of the corner with Song Baozhu in tow.

Old Man Song had a momentary weakness in his heart, and then thought that everyone knew these things very clearly, so he let go of his worries: "Zhizhong, why did you come to the county seat?"

Song Zhizhong said angrily: "If I don't come, how will I know that grandpa is secretly giving meat to others without grandma!"
Old Man
Song opened his mouth, a little embarrassed: "I'm just afraid that your grandmother will be sad, and I don't mean to hide it from her."

Song Baozhu stared at Old Man Song with a pair of big eyes, and suddenly asked out loud: "Grandpa, can you really understand Grandma's sadness?" She felt that she couldn't, if she could really understand, how could she know that her grandmother would be unhappy and still do these things.

She is still young and does not understand these complex emotional entanglements between adults. But she knew that in these relationships, Mr. Song definitely belonged to the victim, how could the wrongdoer actually understand the pain of the victim.

Old Man Song's expression was gloomy: "Of course I know, I can't stand your grandmother, but I can't help it..."

Song Baozhu didn't want to hear anymore, she winked at Song Zhizhong and motioned for him to act.

Song Zhizhong is an absolute man of action, and as soon as Song Baozhu finished signaling, he rushed out like a cannonball. Before Song Ming could react, he grabbed his head and said viciously: "Just now, you were talking badly about my dad behind your back, right?"
Old Man
Song is one meter eight and almost one meter nine, and several sons and grandsons are growing towards him, but Song Ming is not even one meter eight, Song Zhizhong is half a head taller than him, and he easily restrained him.

"Let go, let go, rabbit cub, you've turned the sky upside down, if you don't let go, I'll call someone."

"Fifth brother, don't beat people, we are reasonable people, let go." , Song Baozhu smiled at this time.

Song Zhizhong let go and tore off a handful of Song Ming's hair by the way.

Song Ming was pulled out and screamed.

"Little cub, you've turned the sky upside down, you wait for me, see if I don't call someone to beat you to death!" , Song Ming covered his head and walked into the factory.

Song Zhizhong clasped his arms to his chest, and his nostrils exhaled: "I'll wait, if you have a kind of scream."

Song Ming obviously didn't plant, although everyone in the factory knew about his wild seed, but the rumors have subsided a lot over the years, and Song Zhizhong didn't have a big problem, but he wanted to be seen as a joke.

Old Man Song frowned, very worried: "Zhizhong, how can you beat your fourth uncle?"

"Fourth uncle, I don't have a fourth uncle, my grandmother only gave birth to my uncle, my father, my third uncle and brother."

Old Man Song was poor in words, and his face turned dark.

On the way back, he once again warned the group not to tell the story of today: "Otherwise, your grandmother will be sad."

When Song Baozhu heard this, his big eyes narrowed, how could Old Man Song say this sentence so calmly.

Song Deling sighed: "Second uncle, why are you so troubled.