After Dressing Up as Green Tea, I was Promoted to Group Favorite (MTL ONLY)

Chapter 10: Hug the Thigh

"You old white-faced guy, I'm talking about your little one...ah! That's not the point!" He almost got bypassed by this kid.

Jian Song pointed at the young man's nose and said, "Jian Yi, stop spitting here! The whole family knows about the affair between you and that pretty boy, so why are you pretending!"

Jian Yi thought to himself, if Yu Wei knew that in the eyes of his family, he is just a pretty boy, and he might be as angry as Jian Song is now.

"You just gave the money to that pretty boy, but you also lied to grandpa and said you were buying him a gift. Doesn't your conscience hurt?" Jian Song crossed his arms, feeling that he had performed well this time.

He glanced at the pale old man next to him with his peripheral vision, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth a little.

Jian Yi, let's see how you quibble now!

The young man ignored Jian Song's words, touched the left side of his chest, looked at the old man and said, "Grandpa, I will give you the gift when I get to the hall later. I was ignorant before and made grandpa angry. My grandson knows it." I can't make up for the pain in Grandpa's heart, but I still want to try my best to show my filial piety."

"Grandpa..." the young man said, his voice choked up, "I will listen to you obediently and never let you do anything for me again. Worry."

Mr. Jian was already aroused by Jian Song's embellished remarks, but now he was staring at his little grandson's watery eyes, and his heart softened unconsciously.

Jian Yi absorbed the advantages of his parents in terms of appearance. In terms of appearance, Jian Yi inherited all the good-looking things.

The moment they looked at each other, Mr. Jian was a little dazed, as if he saw the young Jian Zhengshu.

Especially after Jian Yi dyed his hair back, he looked even more like it.

Jian Song saw that Jian Yi was completely ignoring him and punched his like cotton. The old man also began to be moved by Jian Yi's good behavior. The fire he had fanned before was about to be extinguished!

Seeing this, Jian Song hurriedly said: "Grandpa, don't listen to Jian Yi's nonsense here. Don't you know what kind of virtue he has? He must be lying again..."

"That's enough." Mr. Jian was impatient. Dei waved his hand to stop Jian Song from continuing.

To be honest, the old man didn't know if what Jian Yi said was true, but now he didn't want to dwell on it anymore.

At least Jian Yi showed him a sense of guilt and regret for the stupid thing he did last time.

As long as the young man stops being stubborn, the rest is not that important.

"Let's all go inside first. If you make a noise in the yard early in the morning, all my birds will be scared away by you!"

Mr. Jian's birds are free-range. When the time comes, they will fly to the yard to eat by themselves, and they will return at night. He sleeps in a cage and is smart.

Seeing the change in the old man's expression, Jian Yi knew that the incident last time was over, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He knew that Jian Song was feeling extremely depressed at the moment, so he deliberately walked in front of the other party, took an arrogant step, and twisted his butt twice.

Anyway, the old man was at the front and couldn't see his sudden change in behavior.

Jian Song, who was lagging behind, widened his eyes.

damn it! You know this kid was just pretending in front of grandpa! How dare you provoke me now?

Jian Song hates seeing others being arrogant in front of him. If someone is more pretentious than him when he is in a bad mood, then he must--

"You little loser, don't stand in my way!" When he stepped into the threshold of the hall, he kicked him up.

Jian Yi had been wary of the rear for a long time, knowing that this guy couldn't hold his nerve and was about to take action, so he jumped forward in anticipation.

Jian Song's feet were still just a little bit away from his back.

He clearly missed the kick, but the boy in front of him flew into the center of the hall like a ball and fell heavily to the ground.

"Ah!" Jian Yi used his lifelong acting skills to let out this soulful scream.

—In the hall.

Jian Yi's uncle, aunt, and people from the second room had already arrived.

The second cousin Jian Shishi was applying nail polish on his charming hands, looking very comfortable.

The elders drank morning tea, and behind the happy atmosphere was a sense of humiliation and resignation.

The seemingly peaceful scene was broken by the young man who flew in suddenly.

The huge movement startled everyone.

For a moment, the sounds of the tea cup falling to the ground, the sound of the nail polish bottle rolling down, and the voices of everyone exclaiming all mixed together into a lively symphony.

Jian Shishi looked at his new dress that was stained by nail polish, stood up in collapse and yelled: "Jian Yi! Don't you think you have caused enough trouble? Why is it that wherever you are, everything becomes a mess?"

"Oh... what kind of fuss is this?" Aunt Zhu Yan stroked his hair with a pale face.

"The dignified man of the Jian family can't even walk steadily! What a state!" Uncle Jian Zhengqing looked solemn and frowned, full of disgust.

"Hey, brother, don't say that. Xiaoyi is also growing and may be lacking in calcium. I'll ask the kitchen to give him more supplements later. However, a boy should not be so thin." Jian Zhenghua, the second uncle, tried to smooth things over.

"You're just a sissy! You idiot! You're being fooled around by a man. You're so stupid! Don't say I know you when you go out in the future. It's embarrassing!" Jian Shishi was still feeling sorry for his skirt. At this time, he was treating Jian Yi Naturally, I can't say anything good.

The second aunt Tao Xuemei on the side pulled him and signaled him not to say too much. The old man was still here. He pretended to persuade: "Forget it, it's just a skirt. Your brother didn't mean it."

Jian Yi Holding his chest, he couldn't get up for a long time.

In such a big family, when they saw him fall, no one stepped forward to help him, and no one asked him whether he was injured or in pain.

This was the first time Jian Yi returned to his old house after he came through the book. He had just arrived and after a casual test, he already knew the hot and cold situation in this home.

This group of people are really good at chattering. He waited for a long time for this group of people to finish speaking.

When it was finally his turn to perform, Jian Song, who followed behind, spoke again.

"Did you do this on purpose? What on earth do you want to do!"

Jian Song failed to join the group chat of "A Loving Family" just now, of course because he was confused by Jian Yi's actions.

He was sure that he didn't kick the opponent, but the opponent rolled far away.

It almost made him doubt that he could use Turtle Style Qigong.

[System 748: All personnel are here, the lights are in place, the audience is seated, the stage is ready, host, please start your performance quickly. 】

【Jian Yi: Take care of your own green tea backstage, you are not suitable to be a host. ]

[System 748: Oh. 】

Facing the evil words coming from all directions, the young man said nothing and slowly propped himself up with his hands. Suddenly he noticed something and reached into his arms in panic.

When he took out a pile of fragments, he couldn't help but shed tears.

He kept sobbing and said intermittently: "Grandpa...I'm sorry...the gift that my grandson wanted...to give you...is broken, woo woo!"

Everyone looked around and saw a few fragments of azure porcelain in the young man's hand. It was obvious that it would have been a beautiful vessel before it was broken.

Mr. Jian could tell at a glance that this was a Ru kiln celadon cup.

He is the favorite tea drinker in this family, and he often collects some tea sets.

He had previously heard that Jian Yi said that he spent all his living expenses this month to buy him a gift, but he didn't take it seriously yet.

At this time, looking at the little grandson who fell to the ground, holding the celadon fragments and crying, my heart suddenly tightened.

It was as if what was broken was not just a dead object, but his soul.

Mr. Jian didn't speak before and saw clearly what everyone was doing to Jian Yi.

He suddenly realized that he seemed to have never paid attention to the child's situation.

He never cared about what other people said about this kid.

He never considered whether those words were harsh or would hit a child.

When all these things burst out in front of his eyes, the boy's helplessness was deeply felt by him.

But faced with such disgusting words, Jian Yi didn't resist at all. He didn't seem to care at all, and he seemed to have been numb.

The only thing the young man cared about at the moment was the broken Ru kiln celadon cup, and the expression on his face was so sad.

At this moment, Mr. Jian saw the child's intentions. The child really wanted to give him a gift, and he was also really apologizing and repenting.

"Hurry up, help the young master up, everyone is so stunned!"

As soon as Mr. Jian spoke, the surrounding servants hurried over to help him. The atmosphere in the hall was a bit scary before, and no one dared to move.

Everyone in this family knows who should act based on their eyes.

They all saw how the young master fell. It was the eldest master who kicked him hard from behind.

That kick looked heavy, and I'm afraid it took 100% of my strength. Otherwise, how could the porcelain in the young master's arms break?

But there were all the gentlemen and ladies in the hall, and the servants didn't dare to tell the truth to his face, let alone go forward to help Jian Yi.

It wasn't until the old man spoke that they were relieved and could help the young master in an upright manner.

Jian Yi was helped up, his whole body still shaking from sobbing.

"Yi'er, come here." Mr. Jian softened his expression and waved to him.

The young man shrank and walked up to the old man, and then a big old hand fell on his head.

Mr. Jian touched his grandson's head so gently that he was completely unlike the old man who lost his temper before.

"Okay, stop crying. Grandpa knows Yi'er's thoughts." Mr. Jian picked up a broken piece of porcelain from Jian Yi's hand and took a look at it. "This Ru kiln celadon cup is of high quality. It will indeed cost you a month." "Living expenses."

Jian Yi whispered: "That's more..."

Mr. Jian was startled after hearing this, and then laughed: "Is it because the pocket money grandpa usually gives you is less?"

Jian Yi pursed his lips: "My grandson dare not... Grandpa gave me enough money, but..."

"Just what?"

"It's just that I broke the things in my cousin's suitcase today, and my cousin's skirt..." He said , the young man raised his head cautiously and looked at Jian Shishi, as if he was extremely afraid of being blamed.

Mr. Jian was touched by Jian Yi's little gesture, and it was clear that the child did not do it on purpose.

If Jian Song didn't force Jian Yi to help him pick up the box, would the contents inside be broken? Also, didn't he have any clue as to how Jian Shishi's skirt got dirty?

Can this be blamed on Jian Yi?

Mr. Jian immediately made the decision and said, "Those are small things. Grandpa will help you compensate them. You don't have to worry about it anymore."

"Grandpa! Why are you going to him?" Jian Shishi said excitedly.

Jian Song couldn't believe it and said: "That's right, grandpa! I still have a lot of picture data stored in my camera and laptop! You-"

"Shut up!" Mr. Jian shouted, and the two of them He instantly curled up his neck like a quail.

Mr. Jian's aura was so strong that even Jian Yi in front of him was shaken by the rich voice.

He is worthy of being the head of the family, the patriarch and the pillar of the Jian family.

He wants to hold this thigh even more firmly!