One thousand nine hundred and eleventh, give me a piece of Buddha's words
No one can do anything about how old man An felt when he heard his little grandson say, "I was wrong."
He can't understand how his grandson is.
Probably related to birth.
Even if the tutor is humble, it seems that it cannot be changed at all.
Let’s not talk about how he has been very sensible since childhood.
He did something evil and was thrown into the army. He never said the three words "I was wrong".
Mr. An, who has always loved his grandson, felt very distressed.
But there is no way.
If the Bo family really disappears, it is impossible for anyone to find it. This is the rule of Tao.
At this time, Mr. An remembered something, it was news that someone was spending a lot of money to buy hackers.
Will this be related?
But no matter how related it is, it cannot be contacted.
The An family was completely in a silence that had never been before.
Actually, it's normal.
If a little tiger has never appeared.
Perhaps this is the norm for settling down.
After all, Qin Mo likes only chess and reading books, so he doesn't want to play with anyone.
It is no wonder that the family is quiet.
But the little tiger appeared.
Not only has it been.
There were also snacks bought for her in his "smoothing" trunk.
Because the little tiger usually loves to climb over the wall, he always has no time to lie around, and his body will get dirty from time to time.
I don’t know how many times I need to wash my hands every day.
So here in Qin Mo, even three sets of little tiger clothes are prepared in the closet.
Not to mention the small 'meat' pads he bought for her that he was afraid of her own hands.
People always say.
When you see something familiar.
But there is no time for that familiar person again.
I feel empty and scattered in my heart.
Qin Mo did not feel empty.
He played the games she had played, climbed the wall she had climbed, and even did one thing ten days ago, breaking the window.
It turns out that sometimes the movies are true.
Only by sleeping where she used to be, can you close your eyes and wait for dawn.
If a little tiger was there, he would never have thought he would do such a thing.
Qin Mo looked out the window with indifferent eyes and pressed his finger on the pillow that someone often pillowed.
This state lasted for half a month.
Mr. An knew in his heart that it would definitely not work if this continued.
He brought his grandson abroad in the hope that he would be more cheerful.
Now he is in this state.
Mr. An is really worried that something will happen.
But it is difficult to speak some words.
Until twenty days later.
Mr. An just raised his words during lunch: "Mo'er, your mother and father have both returned home. Your father said he wanted to take you with him before going to the army this time. Grandpa also thought that you would stay in the army and there were many people accompanying you."
Mr. An now just wants his grandson to change his environment.
After all, he is still a child.
Maybe I forgot something.
Not like this anymore.
What Mr. An was afraid of was that his grandson could not wait for the little tiger in the Bo family, but instead fell down first.
But unexpectedly, the little man put down his knife and fork, but his handsome little face was not in a mood: "Okay."
One word made Mr. An stunned.
He didn't expect his grandson to agree so quickly.
"But grandpa, you have to promise me something." Qin Mo's voice was low: "Don't sell this place, if she comes back, she will not be able to find a place."
Chapter completed!