Luo Zikang's grandfather is over 70 years old. Zhang Tan doesn't remember the specific age, but his white hair is particularly conspicuous and his body is quite strong. Otherwise, he wouldn't have come to Xiaohongma to pick him up at midnight every day.

Luo Zikang and his grandfather are really close. People who don’t know the situation of his family may think that the only grandfather and grandson are left in this family to depend on each other.

Once, Luo Zikang's grandfather was sick and came to Xiaohongma to pick him up and replaced him with his father. Luo Zikang was reluctant and said he didn't know this person, which made Teacher Xiao Liu at that time suspected that the other party was not Luo Zikang's father, but a bad guy. It was not until a while that clarified.

Amid the mixed eyes of everyone, Luo Zikang ran up to give his grandfather water to drink. The two of them said a few words, but they couldn't hear exactly what it was. Soon Luo Zikang came back, and his grandfather was still there. Seeing the teacher looking straight at him, he smiled, squeezed out the folds on his face and said, "Teacher, can you start?"

The teacher had no choice but to prepare everyone.

I saw Luo Zikang's grandfather rolled up his sleeves and wanted to lie down like everyone else and do push-ups, but after trying it, the bones were too hard and could not be done, so he squatted down first, bent his legs, and then slowly lay down, facing down.

The others had already prepared. As soon as he was in place, the teacher immediately said, "Start."

Like other activities, the children and parents shouted together to cheer. It was nothing strange, but this time it was very special, and the lively cheering suddenly became weaker...

Some people think they have an illusion, but the cheering voice is getting weaker and weaker, so weak that there is no need to doubt anymore.

Everyone's attention was no longer cheering for their father, but fell on the white-haired old man in the middle of the team. He was trembling and his push-up posture was not standard, but he was still doing his best to get ups and downs.

"Come on—Come on grandpa!"

It seemed that only Luo Zikang was left around, and everyone else was watching in surprise. Even the other parents who participated in the competition couldn't move and looked at this special person with their heads. But they didn't get up and were still insisting on the competition, and they had to accompany Grandpa Luo to complete the competition.

Xiaobai suddenly ran to Luo Zikang, clenched his fists and shouted loudly.

Xiaomi and Xier also followed and stood with Luo Zikang and shouted to cheer.

The scene, which had been quiet for a moment, suddenly recovered, and the cheers continued to come, but unlike before, most of the cheers this time fell on the same person.

"Oh, I can't hold on." A young father gave up the game first, stood up panting, and left the game, as if he was about to be exhausted.

"No, I can't do it anymore." Another young father stood up because he was exhausted.

"I haven't exercised for too long and can't do it anymore, so I'll give up."

“It’s not in good shape today.”

...

One after another, parents withdrew from the competition. In the end, only Luo Zikang's grandfather was left. The teachers quickly stepped forward to help him, saying that he was the one who persisted until the end and was the first place.

Luo Zikang's grandfather's arms were trembling slightly and he was exhausted, but his face was full of folds squeezed together and smiled and thanked everyone.

How could he not know? Everyone was giving in to him. He didn't win the game, he just won the hearts by luck.

In the next game, Luo Zikang's grandfather did not participate again. He was willing but powerless, and doing a few push-ups almost cost him his life.

During the game, I was hanging my breath just to help my grandson breathe, so I didn’t feel tired. However, after the game, the sequelae began to appear, my arms trembled, sore and tired, and I could hardly lift them up.

When people get old, their bones are stiff and fragile, and their blood flows slowly, it will take a long time to recover.

He sat under the tree to rest, and Zhang Tan and Shen Liming were with him.

He looked at Liuliu who was sleeping heavily, smiled and took off his coat, covering Liuliu's belly with a smile: "Cover it, don't catch a cold, it's autumn now."

"You're wearing it, I have clothes here."

Chen Liming helped him put on his clothes, then took off his coat and covered him with Liuliu's belly.

The sound of calling and cheering in my ears was endless, and the sports meeting was still continuing. Luo Zikang was actively participating, as if he had endless energy all over his body.

Xiaobai, Xiaomi, Xier and others are cheering him on.

On this autumn afternoon, they no longer cared about Luo Zikang's farts. They stood together for the first time, walking together, cheering for every little effort, and excitement for his successes, sharing the joy of struggle and the sweetness of the fruits of victory.

Autumn is the season of harvest, sowing seeds in spring, growing in summer, and bearing fruit in autumn.

The same goes for friendship.

Chen Liming witnessed Luo Zikang's invincibility and thought to himself that this is the little boy Liuliu likes. No wonder he is very masculine.

He wanted to wake up Liuliu and let her join the ranks of friends, but Liuliu could not wake up.

He looked at Liuliu, whose face was flushing when he was sleeping helplessly. This guy would definitely not sleep at night.

He understood Zhu Xiaojing's hard work a little. It was really difficult to take care of this harsh villain after get off work.

Zhang Tan chatted with Luo Zikang's grandfather: "You are really hard-working today, I'm convinced."

The two met each other. After all, for such a long time, Luo Zikang's grandfather came to Xiaohongma almost every day and met Zhang Tan twice in three days.

"Hey, I'm old, doing 7 push-ups is like killing me. If I'm five years younger, it's not a problem to do dozens of them."

Zhang Tan and Shen Liming looked at each other, and it was a shame. You can do whatever you say. We dare not ask too much or think too much.

"Does Luo Zikang really want this certificate?" Zhang Tan continued to ask.

Luo Zikang's grandfather nodded and said, "He is very strong, he wants to prove it to his father."

"What is proven?"

Luo Zikang's grandfather smiled, the folds on his face squeezed into a ball, his eyes narrowed into slits, hidden under the deep bags of his eyes, and almost invisible.

Like Luo Zikang, he has a pair of similar small eyes.

He did not answer Zhang Tan's words, but just looked at Luo Zikang in the crowd, his eyes full of hope and tenderness, as if he was looking at the once young self, the shadow running in the sun, although tender, but full of stubbornness.

Luo Zikang got his wish and won the certificate of the big red flower and the athlete. He came to show it to his grandfather as soon as possible. After receiving some praise, he happily showed off to the Little Red Horse "I just want to play but not work" best friend group, especially Xiang Xiaobai.

"I have it, you don't, Guawazi Xiaobai, hahaha~~~"

“…”

Xiaobai was stunned for a moment, then bulged his face, his face was gloomy, and he cursed, Luo Zikang, a melon boy, wasted his efforts to cheer him up just now, but the melon boy turned around and bit her when he was full. It turned out that he was the biggest villain boss of the little red horse!

The two of them started arguing at all disagreements.

"Stop arguing, stop arguing~" Xiaomi persuaded.

But no one listened to the two who were quarreling fiercely, and the situation collapsed very quickly, because Luo Zikang's quarrel was far from being a match for Xiaobai, and countless practices have proved it. Therefore, today, Luo Zikang, who was arrogant today, did not take a step back as usual, but rolled up his sleeves and prepared to fight.

Seeing this, Xier was so scared that she shouted Zhang and sighed: "Boss Zhang, come quickly~~~~ Your baby is going to be beaten by Luo Zikang!"
Chapter completed!