"Okay, don't argue anymore. I'll have a good chat with my son. There's nothing you have to do here for the time being. You can go out first." At this time, the old man spoke from the side.

When Lao Li heard this, he smiled and said, "Uncle Lu, don't blame Jun'er, all this should not be what he wants."

"Yes, yes, Uncle Lu, we all believe in the character of the Army. He is definitely not that kind..." You Mingxue was interrupted by the old man before he finished speaking. He looked at Lao Li with a serious face and said, "Okay, I understand, can you go out first? Let us two of us chat."

Old Li looked at the old man, hesitated for a moment, grabbed You Mingxue who was about to speak, and said, "Okay Uncle Lu, let's go out first." After that, he took You Mingxue's hand and went out.

"Since Lao Li and the others have all gone out, why are we still staying here?" Qiangzi said in a deep voice as he watched Lao Li and the others leave. After that, he also walked out.

Fatty Liu did not hesitate and followed Qiangzi out too.

"Let's go, why are you still being stunned here? Do you want others to leave you here for a meal? Don't think about it. This is the business of the two of them, what are you here?" As Dong looked at ** with contempt and said in a deep voice.

"Grass, I'm happy to care about it." ** responded without showing any weakness.

When Adong heard this, he frowned and pointed at him and said, "Oh, you are a rebellious thing, right? If you go out to play next time, if I call you, I will be your grandson." After that, Adong walked out angrily.

"Hey, Brother Dong, I was wrong, wait for me." ** gave in and hurriedly followed Adong behind him, and went out happily, and closed the door by the way. Now only me and my old man are left here.

The old man looked at the door, shook his head and smiled.

Then, the old man looked at me and said, "How is it? You're very hurt."

I smiled bitterly and nodded and said, "The injury is indeed a bit serious, but after raising it for a while, you should be restored to the same old age." To be honest, at this time, I was really worried about talking to the old man. Don't look at him talking to me calmly now, how angry he might get in a while.

I know the temper of my old man since I was a child. In his eyes, the one he didn't like to see the most was that I went out to fool. Of course, now I am not liked to be fooled. But when the old man saw me fighting, he would definitely not spare me easily. I remember when I was a child, I snatched an apple with a child from my neighbor's house and punched the child. As a result, after I got home, the old man slaughtered me hard.

"Jun'er, can I sit here and talk?" The old man walked up to me, pointed to the stool beside the bed and said to me.

I heard this and fell silent. Looking at the old man, I suddenly felt that he was a little strange today. At least, if such a thing had happened in the past, he would never have talked to me like this.

While hesitating, the old man was already sitting on the stool.

Then, the old man took out a few bottles of beer from somewhere, put them in front of me, and said to me, "Come on, let's have a good chat today. Come on, I'll help you sit up first." After that, the old man stood up, helped me up, and leaned on the bed.

I looked at the old man in confusion, and to be honest, I really don’t understand why he did this.

At this time, the old man had already opened a bottle of beer and handed it to me, looking at me and said, "Can you drink it? If you can't drink it, don't drink it."

I glanced at the old man, hesitated for a moment, and took the beer from the old man. Although I don’t know why the old man did it, since it was the old man who asked me to drink, I definitely couldn’t reject it.

I took the beer and took a sip without hesitation. Although I was still injured now, drinking such a little wine would not be a big deal. Besides, this time, the old man personally invited me to drink. If it were the case, he would never do this. Because in the past, the old man did not allow me to drink, let alone white wine, even beer would not be allowed to be touched. So, every time we brothers drink, they would hide it from the old man, otherwise if the old man knew about drinking, I would definitely not have any good results.

The old man looked at me and took a sip, picked up a bottle of beer and opened it. Guruguru took a big sip. Then he looked at me and said, "It's been a long time since we both sat face to face to chat, haha." After that, he took another sip.

"Yes, we haven't talked like this for a long time. I remember the last time I chatted with you, when I was in junior high school." As I said that, I took a sip of wine, and then continued, "That time, I had a fight with people in my class at school and interrupted the man's hand. Although I followed it up later, the school talked to you. Then, after you got home, I had a deep conversation with me. I remember that time, we chatted for a whole morning as soon as we talked." Speaking of this, I couldn't help but smile.

The old man looked at me and was silent for a moment. Then, he touched my injured hand with his hand and said in a deep voice: "You have never listened much to me."

"Yeah." I nodded, "I am the same as other children. They are all rebellious. I don't know if it's because I haven't had a mother since I was a child or why." Speaking of this, I looked at the old man, "I really want to know what my mother looks like."

When the old man heard this, he looked at me without saying anything. Looking at him, he seemed to be hesitating and didn't know what he couldn't say.

Looking at the old man like this, I want to know more about what kind of person my mother is and how she looks.

"Hey!" The old man took a sip of wine, then sighed and said, "I can't tell you these things for the time being. I can only say that you will know your mother's sooner or later." After that, he drank the remaining half bottle of beer in one go.

I looked at the old man and I really couldn't understand why I couldn't tell me about my mother.

"That, I." I just said a few words, but the old man was interrupted. He said, "Okay, let's stop talking about your mother, let's talk about other things."

I glanced at him blankly, hesitated for a moment, and nodded. Looking at this, no matter how I force him, he wouldn't say it. Since that's the case, it's better to let it go. Anyway, the old man said it, sooner or later I will know.

"I haven't been here since I came to school last time and I don't know if you've lived in school." The old man said, and opened another bottle of beer.

"It's okay." I answered simply.

After hearing this, the old man nodded and said, "Okay, if you don't have money, just tell me." After taking a sip of wine, he continued, "Money is nothing. In short, even if I try to get rid of this old bone, I won't let you eat enough or wear warmth."
Chapter completed!