Master Fu Has Spoiled the Little Baby

   Chapter 142 Wen Bai, you actually hit me? !

   The little girl looked at the old man with her round almond eyes, and suddenly grinned sweetly, raised her hand slightly to cover the tears that were about to fall from her eyes, and then knelt down!

   "Grandpa! It's my granddaughter who is unfilial. I haven't come back for more than three years to celebrate my grandfather's birthday and accompany my grandfather for the New Year! Wen Bai kneels and begs my grandfather for forgiveness!"

   Word by word, repentance.

   Watching the little girl bend her knees back and utter these words, the old man's body was shaking, he supported the crutches in one hand, and helped the little girl up with trembling hands.

   The old face couldn't hold back any longer, the old tears lingered in his eyes, and his voice was trembling slightly, "You little bastard, just come back...just come back!"

   Watching the tearful scene of the two of them, the tender and tender face that was still holding the picture scroll was stiff, and the fingertips were twisted white.

  Why did Wenbai come back...

   "Grandpa." The little girl wiped the tears from her eyes and smiled.

   suddenly thought of something, turned around and walked to the coffee table, pink lips parted, and suddenly saw the cypress gift box pushed aside by the four boxes.

   In an instant, the sweet smile on the corner of the little girl's mouth disappeared.

  Suddenly turned to look at the gentle, stiff smile on the side of Chu, the little girl's voice was a little cold, she pointed at the gift box made of cypress, "This is what you gave to grandpa?"

   Hearing the words, the expressions of everyone present were slightly condensed, and their eyes were slightly suspicious.

   smiled softly and suddenly, and rolled up the scroll, "Since my sister is back, you can't let others give gifts to grandpa?"

   In one sentence, describe Wen Bai's little belly thickly.

   "So you admit that you gave this gift box?" Wen Bai pointed at the coffee table, squinted his apricot eyes, and his tone was unclear.

   After rolling up the scroll, he put the scroll back into the gift box with a gentle smile, then slowly got up and looked at the little girl in front of him.

   "Yes, the gift box and the landscape painting are all given by me, and the box is also carefully selected by me—"

   Without waiting for the gentle words to finish, there was a loud slap in the middle!

"Snapped!"

   Everyone's pupils shrank suddenly, and someone stood up immediately.

   Including the old man standing behind the little girl with a cane was also startled.

   Gently covered the hot right cheek, those beautiful eyes widened in disbelief, and slowly looked back at the little girl who slapped him in front of him.

   "Wen Bai, you actually hit me?!"

   Even though he gently covered his face, he could still vaguely see the looming red marks on his fair face, which was enough to know how heavy the little girl was.

   In the next second, the Wen family rushed forward one after another, their faces so distressed that they protected the gentleness, especially the Wen family, who stared viciously at the little girl in front of them, "Wen Bai! Are you crazy?!"

   The little girl sneered, clapped her hands as if she was dirty, and glanced at Cypress who was on the coffee table, "I'm not crazy, I beat her!"

   In front of everyone's gaze, the little girl easily lifted the gift box made of cypress wood, slowly leaned in and sniffed it carefully, then put it back.

   "You said, this is your carefully selected gift box?" The little girl sneered and asked gentleness.

   Gentle is full of confidence in his heart, and he is not afraid of the shadow, "Not bad!"

   His eyes were fixed on that delicate face for a moment, then his lips twitched warmly and sneered, "On Grandpa's 80th birthday, it was presented in a cypress wooden gift box, gentle, where is your conscience? Was it eaten by a dog?"

What's the meaning?

   Everyone present looked at each other, not understanding what Wen Bai meant.

"Cypress is generally made in coffins, and it was often planted in tombs in ancient times. It has the meaning of taking yin and virtue. You said that you selected carefully and chose cypress as a gift box for grandpa?" The little girl narrowed her eyes. sneer.

   Hearing the words, the faces of everyone present suddenly changed!

   Even if they didn't like Wen Bai, relatives who wanted to say something for Wen Bai kept silent.

  The faces of the three Wen family also changed suddenly, especially gentle.

   (end of this chapter)