The door was pushed open all of a sudden, and amidst the laughter and laughter, a big girl with her head covered in mud was the first to rush out of the yard.
She chuckled, her hands hurriedly wiping the mud from her face, and yelled, "Xiaojie, you can't tell the difference between you and me, you just hit grandpa, why did you attack me too!"
Cheng Wangzu couldn't help but complained repeatedly, Cheng Renjie, a bastard, really didn't treat him as an outsider! He actually got into a fight with the old man!
"Grenade attack!"
A childish voice came over. Seeing a yellow thing being thrown out of the yard, Cheng Jingye couldn't dodge. He only heard a puff and the thing hit him directly in the face!
ah……
Zhou Zhi, whose face was covered with mud, couldn't help but exclaimed, this is not bad, this is an "accidental injury" to the people!
Moreover, it seems that this group of people is not an ordinary group of people. The old man looks to be in his early fifties or early sixties. His hair is meticulously combed. He is wearing a crisp suit and a white shirt with a black tie. The creases on his pants were clearly visible, and he was holding a black briefcase in his hand...
He got into trouble, he really got into big trouble. Cheng Renjie beat himself and his grandfather and covered their faces with mud. Everyone in the family liked this quirky and naughty little guy, so naturally they wouldn't argue with him, but this guy Senior, you must be particular about characters, how can you be willing to do this?
Zhou Zhi didn't even bother to wipe the mud from his face, and trotted over and apologized profusely.
"I'm sorry, uncle, I'm sorry, uncle, the child at home has been naughty and frightened you... Come to my house to wash it. I'm really sorry. Your clothes are also stained by you. If you don't mind, I'll come to me." You put on daddy's clothes first..."
"Zhou Zhi..."
Cheng Wangzu, who was holding a handkerchief in his hand and carefully wiping the mud on his father's face, shook his head helplessly, raised his head and greeted Zhou Zhi.
Looking up, he couldn't help but grin.
Zhou Zhi was wearing a sports suit, her hair was tied into a ponytail at the back of her head, and her hair on her face was covered with mud dots, and she looked like a mud monkey when she smeared it around.
Needless to say, this is all the work of his son Cheng Renjie. No wonder Cheng Renjie likes to play with Zhou Zhi. He can do tricks with Zhou Zhi. This is fun that a father like him cannot enjoy!
Only then did Zhou Zhi notice that it was Cheng Wangzu who was helping the elder to wipe. He grinned sheepishly and said that he was playing a game of beating Japanese with his children just now.
Just as he was talking, a small figure rushed out of the yard like a wind, raised a small face covered with mud, put the machine gun in his hand against Zhou Zhi's waist, and screamed.
"Sister, surrender your gun and don't kill, da da da..."
Cheng Jingye, whose face was full of dirt, immediately laughed. He couldn't be angry, but his grandson, whom he cared about day and night, beat him.
He waved his hand at Cheng Wangzu to indicate that there was no need to wipe it. He knelt down and stretched out his arms. He stared lovingly at the lively grandson and gently called the child's nickname.
"Xiaojie..."
Cheng Renjie, who was in the middle of playing, was giggling. His little monkey-like face covered with mud was carelessly rubbing against Zhou Zhi's chest. He didn't hear his grandfather's shout at all.
Cheng Wangzu couldn't help but shook his head, walked over and stretched out his hand to pull Cheng Renjie's dirty hand.
"Xiaojie, Xiaojie, grandpa is back to see you. Grandpa is back..."
"Grandpa, hahaha, grandpa was beaten into a muddy old man by me..."
In Cheng Renjie's impression, his grandfather was thousands of miles away in a foreign country, so how could he come back all at once? So when I heard my father talking about grandpa, I subconsciously meant that he was talking about the old man who played with him. He smiled all the way and pulled Cheng Wangzu into the house.
"Hahaha, Dad, Dad, I had so much fun today. My grandpa and sister were with me. We fired machine guns and threw grenades. My sister said that babies should be raised from an early age. I have trained well since I was a child. When I grow up, I can follow the big boys. My uncle and my little uncle are like soldiers and policemen fighting bad guys..."
"Okay, okay, it's time to have lunch. Xiaojie, let your sister bring you back to wash up. I've been playing all morning, and I'm very tired. Let's take a good rest after eating..."
Zhou Guangyi walked out of the yard and was surprised to see Cheng Jingye standing at the door covered in mud.
This is causing trouble. I had long heard that Cheng Wangzu’s father was coming back from abroad. This door was blown up by a grenade before he even entered it?
"This brother is Brother Cheng. Sorry, sorry, the child is a bit naughty..."
It felt wrong as soon as the words came out. After all, Cheng Renjie was his grandson, so no matter how naughty the child was, he couldn't blame others.
"You are such a young girl. You take your children to fight and kill all day long. You don't look like a girl at all! What are you doing there? Why don't you go home quickly and find a towel to help Uncle Cheng wipe... "
Zhou Guangyi turned around and scolded Zhou Zhi.
Zhou Zhi's eyes widened, why are you doing this? How can you train people randomly?
Playing with Xiaojie, cultivating Xiaojie's masculinity, exposing him to the daily training of soldiers from a young age, using mud to make hand grenades, but how could he turn around and blame her for the idea that his father came up with!
snort!
Zhou Zhi groaned angrily and walked into the house.
Cheng Renjie is sitting in the yard playing with the old man in the mud. He is having a great time playing with grenades, cannons and tanks. The old man's face, body and hair are all covered in mud. Come on, there is mud on his beard. There were still bits of mud dripping down.
"Boy, listen carefully. Your eldest and younger uncles are all from the special forces. These real guys are really good at playing in their hands. You have been playing with these since you were a child. When you grow up, you will only be better than your uncle. My little uncle is more powerful, but he must not become a coward who only grins when things happen..."
"Mud, mud, mud..."
The three babies sitting on the stroller were already impatient. They each slapped the handles of the stroller and shook their fleshy little arms. They wanted to jump out of the stroller and run to the mud pile. I was playing around with Cheng Renjie and the old man...
Tian Xinping, wearing a small apron around her waist, ran out when she heard the commotion, greeted Cheng Jingye enthusiastically, and hurriedly asked Zhou Guangyi to take Cheng Jingye to the house to wash up.
Naturally, some pleasantries are indispensable.
"Uncle and aunt, my father is back."
"Dad, these are the uncles and aunts of the Zhou family..."
Cheng Jingye held Zhou Guangyi's hand excitedly and said nothing.
What a lively life this is, with children playing and laughing, the whole family living in harmony, and there are three almost identical meat dumplings in the house!
The Zhou family actually has triplets! Such a kind, loving and responsible Zhou family will naturally be prosperous in both people and wealth!
