Gu Jun tilted his lips and said, "I think he has other ideas."


    Xie Jinfei asked: "what other ideas?"


    Gu Jun by sneer, did not speak.


    Ye Xingbei embraces xiaoshumiao''er, takes care of Qingrun, applies medicine to xiaoshumiao''er, and says in a soft voice: "I think Xiaoci has become less and less talkative at home recently, and doesn''t play with xiaoshumiao''er very much. When I have time, I close myself in my study to draw."


    "Yes," Qin Junye said, "we asked him to go out with us. He always said that grandfather Zhai gave him homework and asked him to draw. Why did grandfather Zhai give him so much homework? He''s always drawing, drawing, drawing endlessly


    Ye Xingbei sighed and looked up at Gu Junzhu: "you ask Xiaochi, where is Xiaoci? He is still a child, no matter whether he is right or wrong, we can''t ignore him. "


    Gu Jun nodded one by one, took out his mobile phone and called Gu Chi: "where''s my little speech?"


    "I ran out of my home. I followed him," Gu Chi said. "After he ran out, he took a taxi. Looking at the direction, he should want to go to Zhai''s hometown."


    "OK, I see," Gu Junzhu said, "just send someone to follow him. Come back."


    "Yes, sir, I see." Gu Chi responded.


    Gu Junzhu hung up his cell phone and said, "I went to Zhai''s home."


    "Oh..." Ye Xingbei sighed again: "I think so. In the capital, people who are not familiar with their birthplace can also go to Zhai''s hometown."


    Gu Junzhu did not speak.


    Looking at Gu Qingrun''s treatment of xiaoshumiaoer''s wound, he held the unhappy xiaoshumiaoer in his arms, looked down at him and said, "son, don''t be unhappy. You''ve done right today. Dad is proud of having such a thoughtful and sensible son like you!"


    "I''m not right," said the young tree. "I accidentally dropped watermelon juice on brother Xiaoci''s painstaking painting, which made him angry."


    "It''s really wrong for you to drop watermelon juice on brother Xiaoci''s painting," Gu Jun asked one by one, "but have you apologized to brother Xiaoci?"


    "Well," the young tree nodded, "I apologize to my brother."


    "If you do something wrong, apologize seriously and find a way to make it up, that''s a good child," Gu Junzhu said. "When you smell Qiuci''s painstaking painting, you drip watermelon juice on it. He should be angry, but he shouldn''t push you and hurt you. So, it''s him who is wrong, not you."


    Speaking of this, he was very angry.


    He raised these children in order to cultivate his son''s right arm, not to care for their family!


    Don''t mention that painting. It''s just the homework assigned by Zhai. If it''s dirty, it''s dirty. If it''s too big to paint a new one, even if it''s a peerless painting worth millions or tens of millions, if his son gets dirty or damaged, he won''t move his son''s finger, but let Wen Qiuci push it against the wall and hurt his head.


    He pampered these children so much that they forgot who they were.


    He is not a philanthropist. He has nothing to do with raising his ancestors!


    Wen Qiuci wants too much. He takes care of his family and can''t bear it.


    "No," said the young tree, shaking his head stubbornly, "it''s my fault. If I were more careful and didn''t drop watermelon juice on brother Xiaoci''s painting, brother Xiaoci would not be angry."


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