Chapter 2841 Luo'er (1st update)
In a low-key but extremely elegant room, a middle-aged man in rich clothes stood with his hands behind his back, a tall and burly figure standing by the window. Looking up at the northern night sky.
The face of someone approaching fifty is covered with vicissitudes of life.
That kind of vicissitudes of life is not the trace left by the years on him, but a kind of temperament.
He is well maintained, with not a single gray hair on his head. On the contrary, he has thick eyebrows, big eyes and a high bridge of nose.
One can't help but imagine that if we push the time forward another twenty years, he will definitely be a handsome man who can attract thousands of young women and girls.
"My grandson greets my grandfather."
A soft and waxy voice sounded from behind him.
When he heard this voice, the thing called loneliness and reminiscence in the middle-aged man's eyes flashed away.
He turned around slowly, and when he saw the little figure in his sight, warmth and love filled his eyes.
But this warmth and kindness were soon replaced by deliberately dropped majesty and displeasure.
"Luo'er, do you know why your grandfather came to see you late at night?" the middle-aged man asked.
The little boy named Luo Er thought about it seriously and then smiled, revealing a row of neat teeth and dimples on his cheeks.
"My grandson guesses that it must be the new teacher who came to grandpa to complain, right?" he asked.
“Now that you know it, are you still laughing?” The middle-aged man’s eyes became darker.
Luo'er quickly suppressed his smile, turned around, and walked straight to the iron shelves with various weapons on the side.
Take a handful of wattle and pull it out in your hand. The sound of hunting wind when you pull it out seems to make the invisible and intangible air shatter and make a beeping sound.
Luoer straightened his back and walked back to the middle-aged man.
"Yes, my grandson has teased the teacher in class again. Please punish me, grandfather!"
He leaned down, held the thorn in his hands and stretched forward.
When people who don't understand see this figure, they just think that this child is sensible and well-behaved, and has a good attitude towards admitting his mistakes.
Those who know how to do it will be able to tell at a glance that this is a stable base. Every move and gesture cannot be made without three years of martial arts skills.
The middle-aged man picked up the thorn stick, and Luo'er turned around, stood up, took a deep breath, and looked like he was angry and ready to face punishment.
At such a young age, his calm aura is something that many adults cannot match.
The middle-aged man just glanced at the thorn in his hand and frowned.
"Forget it, grandpa won't punish you, just turn around and I have something to ask you," he said.
Luo'er was slightly surprised, but then turned around, raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him respectfully.
"Grandpa, just ask whatever you want to ask, Luo'er will tell you everything he knows." He said.
The middle-aged man looked at the child with a complicated expression and said: "Luo'er, you have been gifted since you were a child, and you are several times better than other children of the same age."
"Half a year old You will be able to speak, you will be taught to read at one year old, and you will be able to recite three hundred ancient poems at one and a half years old.”
"When you were two years old, your grandfather started to teach you how to do horse walking, and when you were three years old, he taught you boxing and kicking skills to strengthen your body."
"Your boxing and kicking skills were all taught by your grandfather, but your grandfather never thought about it. I want to make you a barbarian.”
“In the past few years, I have invited various famous teachers to come to Fuzhong to teach you. You have been well behaved and studied hard all year round, and every teacher has praised you."
"Why have you become so naughty in class over the past six months?"
< br>"Including the gentleman you knocked unconscious today, you have angered nearly ten gentlemen in just six months!"
The middle-aged man said slowly. Every word he spoke seemed to be particularly heavy and weak.
"Grandpa, I was bored by the classes those gentlemen took." Luo Er said.
“Boring?” The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows. He raised his hand, pointed in the direction of the door and said: "You know, these gentlemen are all well-known. They are all famous people in the world."
“All of them are highly educated people, let’s just say Mr. Kong, who was knocked unconscious by you with a hammer,”
"He is a queen of saints, from a scholarly family, the second in the rankings that year, and a bachelor of the Imperial Academy."
"How many students dream of having them teach you your homework?" the middle-aged man said word by word.
But Luo'er pursed his lips and said, "Grandpa, my grandson knows your hard work, and he also knows that these gentlemen are not simple."
"It's just that my grandson is right I’m really tired of hearing the lessons they teach.”
“To be honest, I have learned those lessons very well, and I want to seek more and fresh things.”
"More and fresher?" The middle-aged man was even more surprised.
"Then what do you want?" he asked.
Luo Er thought about it seriously, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.
“Reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles.”
“Luoer will be six years old after the Chinese New Year. He wants to leave this island and see the outside world. Look at the customs and customs of every place outside, and see how they live."
"Grandpa understands," the middle-aged man said.
"You haven't fully grown up yet, and your mind has gone away and you want to leave your grandfather, right?" the middle-aged man asked.
There was a deep sense of loneliness and loneliness in his eyes.
For five years, I have raised this little thing from infancy to adulthood, watching him progress and excelling, and I feel so relieved.
The days on the island are lonely and monotonous.
It was also because of the arrival of this little thing that he and even the entire mansion became lively.
At this moment, before this little thing left, I had already begun to miss him and feel lonely.
Are you really old?
"Grandpa, Luo'er didn't mean that." Luo'er had a look of urgency on his face.
"Luoer has been without a father or a mother since he was a child. It was his grandfather who raised Luoer. In this world, his grandfather is the closest person to Luoer and the closest person to him."
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"Even if Luo'er grows up and reaches the end of the world, he will never leave his grandfather behind."
"Luo'er just wants to go outside and take a look, and in the future, he will also take his grandfather to play in interesting places. . Grandfather, can you please?”
These words made the middle-aged man feel warm in his heart.
The ice on his face melted little by little. He put down the thorn in his hand and raised his hand to gently rub Luo'er's soft hair.
"My Luo'er is about to grow up. This small island is destined to not be able to trap you. It's time to travel outside and gain a lot of experience." He said.
"Thank you, Grandpa!"
Seeing the little figure leaving the house happily, the middle-aged man also showed a happy smile on his face.
A voice came from the shadow behind him.
"Master, the outside world is dangerous. My little master is only five years old. Do you really want to let him travel?" the voice asked.
The middle-aged man nodded slightly, "It is an eagle, destined to fly. No matter how fierce the storm is, it cannot retreat."
"Originally, I planned to arrange for him to travel in two years when he was older."
"Since he developed this intention early, I naturally wanted to fulfill it and encourage him."
"Let him go. Arrange more manpower to protect him secretly as long as it does not interfere with his freedom of movement!"
(End of this chapter)