The old man had a bad temper, and the people at the table really couldn't say anything about it.
The only old lady who could antagonize him turned off the engine, still staring at her kneeling grandson.
Lan Jingyu had been drinking tea, but then he suddenly spoke, lowered his head to coax Li Ying, and said softly: "Stop crying, the blood on your brother's forehead has stopped flowing."
Li Ying stopped crying long ago. When she heard what he said, she stared at him and blinked, then started twitching.
"If it's not flowing anymore, it's because it's dried up. If I wait a little longer, I won't have a brother anymore."
Lan Jingyu sighed, "It's not that, it's not that, my grandpa is even soft-hearted to me, an outsider, and he won't feel sorry for your brother."
The old man: "..."
Li Yaohua coughed lightly and said to the old man: "This child..."
"I didn't make him kneel," the old man said.
Li Yaohua said "yes" repeatedly and looked up at Li Yaoguo, "Enough of the lesson. Let the child get up first."
Li Yaoguo pulled a face and said, "I told him to kneel down, but he was tough-talking and dared to talk so shamelessly in front of Mr. Li. I asked him to kneel down and remember."
Li Jing sighed, "I've been kneeling for long enough."
Li Yinze raised his eyebrows. After they all finished speaking, he glanced at the old man's expression and gave Li Kuo a look.
"Why don't you hurry up and give Brother Chuan a hand?"
Li Kuo reacted and stood up quickly.
Li Ying followed and walked over, preparing to give Li Jinchuan some medicine.
Li Jinchuan's legs were already numb, and after another blow, he felt dizzy when he got up, but he frowned and didn't ask Li Ji to help him, and there was no sign of anything strange at all.
Not far away, Li Anxin's hand holding the tea cup relaxed, and he finally let go of his hanging breath.
Seeing his daughter's reaction, the old man sighed inwardly and filled her cup with hot water first.
The interrogation work has come to an end, but there is no conclusion yet on how to judge.
Li Ying preliminarily bandaged Li Jinchuan's wound, and then she and Li Kuo led people to the table. After a long time of tossing, the table was finally ready.
"The injury on Jinchuan's head needs to be examined and a film taken later," Li Yaohua said.
"What can happen?" Li Yaoguo hummed in a dignified manner.
The old lady couldn't help but say: "Why is it okay? It's on the head. What does he rely on for food? What should I do if it hurts the brain?"
"That's not bad. It's better to go check it out." Li Yinze reconciled and said with a smile: "It's just that after kneeling for a long time, I lost a lot of blood. It's still dinner time, so why not let Jinchuan eat something first?
Things. I don’t care about anything else. The adults can always support me. My little nephew is still in the stomach, so I can’t starve him."
As soon as he finished speaking, the two old men looked at Li Anxin's belly first. Before the old man could speak, the old lady greeted him first.
"Let's order first, it's getting late."
There were more noises on the table. Li Kuo went to order food and asked several elders about their preferences one by one. The waiter came up to pack the food boxes brought by Lan Jingyu. He had sharp eyes and stopped him.
"Hey, there's half a piece of elbow meat inside. I'll keep it for grandpa."
Everyone: "..."
The old man coughed lightly.
Li Kuo pretended to be stupid and put the piece of elbow meat on the old man's plate, saying: "Grandpa, don't be afraid. When my sister gets married, there will be plenty of elbow meat. You can eat it with open arms."
"Brat!"
The atmosphere relaxed a lot, and Li Jing echoed, saying: "Dad, what Kuokuo said is right. You have never met Ayu's mother. She is a very kind person and is good at cooking. After a while, let Yingzi
Go and learn, and I’ll do it for you when I come back.”