Chapter 1007 1007: Turning around [Please ask for monthly tickets](2/2)
Thinking of this, Gong Xichou felt weak.
He ignored Chao Lian and others.
He sat down beside Jimoqiu and took the initiative to find the topic: "Big Nephew, are you doing well with your brother over the years?"
Jimo Qiu stopped by pulling the wooden stick in his hand that tucked the bonfire.
My mind stuttered for a few seconds.
He has been following the teacher and the others over the years.
The teacher is the only Gongxi tribe.
Does the "big brother" mentioned by the second uncle refer to the teacher?
The teacher...is his own father?
Jimo Qiu quickly denied this speculation again.
The teacher had previously admitted that he was still a child in the house and had no wife, no children in his life. He was determined to seek destiny to prove that human power can overcome nature and could not slander the old man's reputation for his whole life. If it was a father-son relationship, there was no need for the teacher to hide it and he never explained it before his death.
Furthermore, the teacher is still a hundred years ago. How old is the second uncle in front of me? Ah Mi can’t give birth to a younger brother to the teacher at the age of 100? Or is Gong Xiqiu actually nearly 100 years old? This is possible. The age of a brave warrior is not easy to estimate. Jimo Qiu was puzzled.
Gong Xiqiu was wrong, and he grabbed the braid with annoyed, grabbed the boy's broad shoulders with both hands, and promised him word by word: "It's bad for the second uncle, so he shouldn't mention the eldest brother. Although the eldest brother has gone, from today on, the second uncle will regard you as his own!"
His words were so powerful.
A pair of tiger eyes quietly showed red silk.
If it weren't for not affecting the sad things of the eldest nephew who had experienced the pain of losing his father, he really wanted to lie on his shoulder and cry bitterly. It's true that the eldest nephew lost his father, but he also lost the only elder brother he had never met in his life. The pain of losing his brother is no less than losing his father.
Jimo Qiu was shocked by his promise.
After a long time, under the nervous and helpless waiting of Gong Xiqiu, the face similar to Gong Xiqiu was spotted with a narrow view.
Jimo Qiu said: "Yeah, good...two..."
Although he accepted Gong Xiqiu in his heart, for some reason, he still couldn't shout "Second Uncle". Jimo Qiu's eyes flashed and he lowered his head with his lips. Gong Xiqiu saw his embarrassment and discomfort and said softly: "Don't hurry, take your time."
Jimo Qiu breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes."
Gong Xiqiu suddenly remembered something else.
His eyes were expectant: "Where is Thirteen?"
Where are the thirteen nephews left by his elder brother and sister-in-law?
Shao Chong, who was sucking the slices of snake soup, didn't expect that Gong Xiqiu would mention himself, looked up blankly and looked at him: "Look for me?"
Gong Xichou saw Shao Chong's face clearly.
With a bang, my inner expectation was shattered.
Frowning, he said unluckyly: "Why is it you?"
Tsk, he was so happy.
Shao Chong was like a dog who was passing by and watching the fun but was kicked, innocent and frustrated: "Why can't it be me?"
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Gong Xiqiu: Finally found my eldest nephew! It was the eldest brother who died miserably...
Jimo Can:...
Jimo Yu:...
Chapter completed!