Zhuang Zhiqing was so angry that he almost didn't mention it in one breath.
"Ask your grandpa!" Zhuang Zhiqing waved his sleeves, snorted lightly, turned around and left.
The joy and excitement of being promoted to Tongmai are gone.
Zhuang Mingtang's eldest grandfather is called Zhuang Zhihe. Will Zhuang Zhihe chat with his eldest grandson?
meeting!
Zhuang Zhiqing said definitely, yes!
His eldest grandson is not close to his biological grandfather, but strangely he is very close to his eldest grandfather, fifth grandfather, and others, and they often come to "play" with Zhuang Mingtang.
I don’t know what evil possessed those old guys!
Zhuang Zhiqing himself is not close to his eldest grandson, nor does he really want to get close, not to mention that he already has Mingxuan.
Mingxuan is so cute!
And that brat Zhuang Mingtang is not even remotely cute!
But seeing those old guys getting so close to him, Zhuang Zhiqing felt uncomfortable, very uncomfortable!
At the same time, he was also very curious.
So he watched from afar.
I watched it more than once.
One time, Zhuang Mingtang and his grandfather Zhuang Zhihe were observing ants. They guessed how many ants there were in the underground ant nest. Zhuang Zhihe guessed a hundred, and Zhuang Mingtang guessed a thousand.
Zhuang Zhihe brought out the ant nest.
Zhuang Mingtang won.
Zhuang Zhihe ran to the street and bought Zhuang Mingtang a piece of cake.
Hum, you can eat such sweet cakes at such a young age and you are not afraid of losing your teeth!
But after that, almost half of the cake was eaten by Mingxuan, and the other half was eaten by several other little boys. However, Zhuang Mingtang himself only got one bite.
I don't know what he was planning.
Afterwards, in a place where there was no one else, Zhuang Zhiqing asked Xiao Mingxuan: "Good boy, is the cake delicious?"
"It's delicious!" Zhuang Mingxuan's eyes were bright. As he said this, he licked his lips again, obviously still savoring the sweetness of the cake.
"That's your brother's."
"He won't eat!"
Once again, Zhuang Mingtang and his fifth grandfather Zhuang Zhixin were chatting. They were talking about how big the sun was.
Zhuang Zhixin guessed that the sun was much bigger than what he saw, maybe even bigger than the entire Mount Xiao.
Zhuang Mingtang said it might be bigger than 100 million Weishan Mountains.
One hundred million, how big is that?
No matter how old it is, this is ridiculous.
The other old people watching unanimously believed that Zhuang Mingtang lost.
Zhuang Mingtang accepted the punishment.
Zhuang Mingtang told them stories.
Bah, a bunch of old guys are not ashamed to listen to a little baby who hasn't even grown hair yet and talk about ancient times. Do they still want to be old?
Zhuang Zhiqing listened attentively, but unfortunately the distance was a little far away, and Zhuang Mingtang's voice was also a little quiet. He only heard half of it. By the time he got closer, the story had already been told, and Zhuang Zhiqing didn't even walk into the yard.
Turned around and left again.
Again…
Anyway, they are all childish things.
Zhuang Zhiqing watched, once, twice, three times...
Later, he didn't bother to pay attention.
Just annoying.
Hate those old guys.
I hate Zhuang Mingtang.
He saw Zhuang Mingtang even less often. He only knew that Zhuang Mingtang would either sit under the old tree in the courtyard in a daze every day, or he would be surrounded by some little guys or some old guys.
Anyway, it's all these things.
Childish things.
Break things.
Another time, a group of little kids stood in a row by the Menxi River and urinated into the river, competing to see who could pee farther.
Zhuang Mingtang makes the decision.
Then the little guy named Zhuang Mingting won, he is from the Lao Qi family.
Zhuang Mingtang found some big leaves, and he scratched the largest one three times and two times, leaving some places in the middle empty. Somehow, it looked like Zhuang Mingting, which looked quite similar!
On some other leaves, he wrote words like "Warrior", "Master", "Strong", and some small words, "If I were so high in the clouds, I would grant you the title of king", "If I were the king, I would be crazier than the sky", etc.
Waiting for these.
Then use small tree strips to string these leaves together into a circle and hang them around Zhuang Mingting's neck.
The largest piece was facing his chest, and the others were on the left shoulder, right shoulder and back.
Zhuang Mingting, who was wearing a big leaf, stood among his friends, showing off his power, with such a proud look that he almost reached the sky.
The other little boys were so envious that they looked at Zhuang Mingting and then at Zhuang Mingtang eagerly. Zhuang Mingting held his head high and ignored him. Zhuang Mingtang spread his hands and said, "Mingting wins, he is the one."
Brother, only the eldest brother can wear the King of Glory!"
Bah, these are all such shabby and childish things!
All of these!
Later, Zhuang Zhiqing really didn't pay attention to Zhuang Mingtang at all, and only regarded him as a transparent person.
Zhuang Mingting, the little guy wearing the "King of Glory", unexpectedly was able to fight very steadily, and this time he was one of the four best performers in the martial arts training ground.
It's a pity that there is only one spot and he can't go.
If the quota is not given to the Mingshui family and there are three spots left, then he can probably take one.
Also, Zhuang Mingtang, aren't you usually very cool? The little ones come to play with you, and the old ones also come to play with you. Why don't you see you go to heaven?
Is this how you do when you practice physical boxing with Zhuang? My Xiao Mingxuan is two years younger than you, but his performance is no worse than yours. As an elder brother, how can you be ashamed? Or is it my Xiao Xuan'er?
I have a long face!
It's a pity that those old guys are all suffering from blurred vision. The higher the level of cultivation, the more severe the blurred vision.
Those who have eyes do not recognize the Jade from Koshan!
My Xiao Xuan'er is so outstanding. He is the youngest, but he is the best among the four!
Why can't you old guys see this?
One by one, everyone is bright and clear, talking as if Zhuang Mingtang is your own eldest grandson, bah!
Why doesn’t anyone nominate my Xiaoxuan’er?
If you don’t mention it, I will!
If you don’t make the decision for him, I will make the decision for him!
You all make the decision for Zhuang Mingtang, but in the end, the head of the family still wants to listen to me?
Mingxuan, it’s up to grandpa, grandpa makes the decision for you!
Zhuang Mingtang, don’t even think about it!
There were all kinds of things in his mind, starting almost from the moment Zhuang Mingtang landed, until the meeting in the ancestral hall just now. Zhuang Zhiqing thought of a lot, and he walked faster and faster.
Soon, I arrived at my yard and entered my door.
"Mingxuan, where's my little Xuan'er? Quick, come to grandpa!" After stepping through the gate, he shouted loudly.
All the people in the big, second, third and fourth bedrooms were shouted over by him.
Oh, the fourth child hasn't gotten married yet, so it doesn't count as a house, but he already lives alone, so it's barely half a house.
"Dad, what do you say?" asked the second child.
"Master, where is my Yong'er? Can he go to the spiritual realm to practice?" said the eldest daughter-in-law.
All talking.
Zhuang Zhiqing looked around, glanced, and then shouted in a deep voice: "You all go away! Everyone has nothing to do? Everyone do their own thing! The third child and his family will stay."
The group of people dispersed reluctantly.
But they didn't stray far.
Those who entered the house hid in the window, those who entered the other courtyard put their ears against the wall, and those who went to the well to fetch water only focused on shaking the rope and did not shake the bucket up for a long time.
Zhuang Zhiqing didn't care either.
"Xuan'er, you can go to the spiritual realm to practice!" Zhuang Zhiqing presented the treasure to his good grandson.
"Brother, will you take me there?"
"No, there is only one quota. Only you can go, your brother can't go."