The 99th Divorce

Her son is back, her son is not dead!

Really not dead, really back!

Qin Shuhua cried aloud, and opened his arms to embrace Li Sicheng.

Li Jianyue didn't quite understand what this meant. The first time she saw her grandma crying, she cried so sad, her mouth deflated, and she cried together, "Wow ..."

Li Sicheng held the little guy in one hand and his mother in the other, smiled lowly, and his eyes were red.

With palms gently patting behind Qin Shuhua, Li Sicheng smiled lowly: "If you don't cry, the children will be scared by you."

"Grandma! Don't cry." Li Jianyue muttered, her face reddish, her eyebrows, nose, eyes and cheeks pinkish, and her round face puckered.

Qin Shuhua also smiled, reaching out to Li Jianyue: "Grandma hugs."

Li Jianyue walked towards Qin Shuhua, and far away, he heard the sound of a cane coming from the ground.

The old man came up a little aggressively. Li Sicheng looked at him and shouted, "Grandpa."

Hearing this shout, the old man's eyes were red, and when he lifted his cane, he threw a stick.

Su Qianci exclaimed, and so did Qin's calligraphy and painting.

Li Sicheng received a stick in a muffled sound without moving. Instead, he stood more straight and became a standard military posture.

The old man wasn't too addicted when he hit it with a stick. With his cane on, he hit his legs, one after another, firm and firm without any water.

Subconsciously, Su Qianci remembered the scene where he was beaten to death in the warehouse four years ago. His heart was sore and his tears were running down. He ran to protect him and shouted, "Grandpa, don't fight ! "

It was precisely this kind of protection that Su Qianci discovered that Grandpa had already tears.

She was stopped at this moment, panting and putting her crutches down, shouting loudly: "Okay, okay!"

Li Sicheng gently pushed Su Qianci away and looked at the old man and said, "Grandpa, continue."

The old man listened with a sigh of relief, and shouted: "Do you really think I dare not!" Then, he lifted his cane and hit him with a few sticks.

Li Sicheng's body is still imposing, straight as loose.

"Grow up! I have a good time, I don't need my family, my wife, my children, you bastard!" Every time the old man said a word, he took a stick and went on, "Since he hasn't died yet After being out there for four years, why don't you just die outside, why do you come back, little white-eyed wolf! "

A series of dozens of sticks went down, each time with a clear flick of the flesh, terrified Qin Shuhua and several children.

Li Jianqian and Li Mosen were afraid after seeing secretly. Li Jianyue was more direct and was scared directly.

"Why did Grandpa beat Dad!" Li Jianyue asked crying, "It hurts!"

Su Qianci felt distressed, but Li Sicheng wouldn't let her go, so she had to watch on the side.

Su Qianci also cried after hearing her daughter's cry.

Finally, the old man was tired and stopped.

Seeing this, Su Qianci greeted him immediately and went to check on his body. The tears were sorely distressed. "Does it hurt?"

Li Sicheng took her hand and shook her head gently, her voice low and soft, and gently said: "No pain."

The old man wiped his eyes and sneered. "No such big explosion has killed him. Now hit these sticks and I can't die!"