What to do if your male god is too good at self-attack

He Yue got up before the birds outside the window started singing. She rubbed her eyes and splashed cold water on her face to wake herself up quickly.

Luo Yilan said that memorizing words in the morning is best for memory, so she compiled a notebook of key words and gave one to He Yue and Lin Xianing respectively.

The cold water hit He Yue's face, and she shuddered and finally woke up completely.

He Yue took out the notebook and read aloud towards the window over and over again, but she started to daydream while reading.

Grandpa said last night that they were coming back.

If it was the He Yue before, she would have been so happy, but now she feels very upset.

She is no longer a child who only fantasizes about beautiful things.

During the ten years since she left with Jiang Shaoming, apart from a few angry phone calls from them, they seemed to have completely forgotten about her.

After all, they still have a well-behaved and smart son by their side, and losing a daughter doesn't seem to be something worth grieving for too long.

He Yue understood that they came back for her brother to study, not to visit her.

He Yue received too little love and did not dare to expect too much.

"Is this word hard to memorize?" Grandpa's timely appearance stopped He Yue's tears from falling. "You've recited it over and over again for more than ten times."

How could Grandpa not know what was on her mind? He put his hands behind his back and shook his head: "If you don't want to carry me, go shopping with Grandpa."

"Okay." Since she couldn't memorize it anymore, He Yue put down the vocabulary book and went to get the canvas bag.

My grandfather had a stroke in his early years and his legs and feet have always been in poor condition, so he had to take heavy steps when going up and down the stairs.

He Yue accompanied him, walking down step by step.

"If you can't continue studying, don't force yourself to study. It's good to go out for a walk." Grandpa waved his hand and said, "I heard that there are schools for those with more than 200 points. You don't need to put too much pressure on yourself."

"Grandpa, but that's a technical college." He Yue didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Don't most people expect their children to be admitted to Peking University?

"What's wrong with a junior college? Can education determine everything about a person?" Grandpa was open-minded. "At most you can just use the few acres of land in your hometown to grow crops."

After thinking for a while, he sighed again: "Forget it, farming also requires brains."

"Grandpa!" He Yue acted like a spoiled child, and Grandpa patted her head: "Look at you, how long has it been since you acted like a spoiled child with Grandpa?"

"I've grown up." He Yue turned her eyes away, feeling a little sad at the intimate gesture.

In her previous life, she was taken to the capital by Jiang Shaoming. Jiang Shaoming always said that he would bring her grandfather over with him, but her grandfather never lived to see that day.

As for the cause of my grandfather's death, my mother only said that it was a happy funeral.

"But I still want to be a grandfather."

Grandpa said slowly, his eyes showing vicissitudes of life, his gaze fell on He Yue's profile. This granddaughter is his granddaughter, but she doesn't look like his granddaughter.

Today, the two did not go to the vegetable market near their home, but walked a few steps and went to a newly built vegetable market.

Heyue likes to eat fish, so grandpa asked for a fresh yellow croaker and bought some juicy vegetables. Only after the canvas bag was full did the two of them walk out of the vegetable market, supporting each other.

"How is it here?" Grandpa asked He Yue while standing at the entrance of a residential area.

He Yue looked around: "The dishes are very clean and there are many varieties."

Grandpa took He Yue and pointed to the neighborhood behind them: "Your mother said that they will rent a house here, and you will enjoy your life."

Heyue looked over and saw that the community was divided into villas and small Western-style buildings. The styles were fashionable and the green plants were lush, which made it look very upscale.

He Yue was distracted and the potatoes in her hand fell to the ground. She quickly lowered her head to pick them up, not daring to let her grandfather see her red eyes: "Grandpa dislikes me and wants to drive me away."

"How can you say you dislike going back to your parents?" Grandpa helped He Yue pack her things. "Go and take a look?"

"No." He Yue refused, "I'm hungry."

He Yue turned around and went home.

"Who ate that big piece of cake this morning?"

"Don't you have to eat more to grow taller?"

He Yue shouted, grabbing the canvas bag and walking towards home angrily, with her ponytail swinging high.

The grandfather behind him sighed helplessly. He tried to take bigger steps: "Heyue, Heyue!"

Unexpectedly, I stumbled and was about to fall backwards, but luckily someone caught me.

He Yue then ran over, her face pale with fear: "Grandpa."

"Grandpa."

Song Xiaobai also shouted obediently. There was still a circle of plastic bottles hanging around his waist, but this time it was different, there was also a dirty puppy doll hanging on it.

"Do you know him?" Grandpa asked He Yue.

Song Xiaobai is twenty years old, his clothes are extremely old, and he doesn't look like someone He Yue should know.

Grandpa guessed: "He shouldn't be your classmate, right?"

"His mother-in-law works in our school cafeteria." He Yue explained.

"Grandpa, my name is Song Xiaobai, and I'm a good person." Song Xiaobai pointed to his head, "I'm just a little bit stupid."

Lin Xia Ning didn't allow him to say that he was stupid, so he changed the word and said that he was not smart.

Grandpa understood that the child had intellectual disability. It was not easy, he sighed in his heart.

"Kid, why are your hands sore?" Grandpa asked, holding his hand.

"Pick up the puppy." Song Xiaobai happily took the puppy doll off to show his grandfather and He Yue.

"So cute." He Yue praised.

"Then give it to you."

The dirty puppy appeared in front of Heyue the next second. No one knew how long it had been abandoned. Perhaps it had experienced several heavy rains. It looked shriveled and ugly, with tangled fur, but it had a happy smiling face sewn on it, which looked very much like Xiaobai.

Grandpa patted He Yue on the head and said, "Say thank you quickly."

He Yue held the puppy in both hands and said, "Thank you, Xiaobai."

Song Xiaobai actually blushed: "If Xiaohe is happy, I am happy."

"As a return gift, Grandpa will treat you to a meal." Grandpa patted Song Xiaobai, "Let's go home and take care of your hand first."

"How to deal with it?"

Xiaobai doesn't understand, so he has to ask.

"Just apply some iodine." He Yue explained.

"Children can't drink alcohol." Song Xiaobai waved his hands in panic.

"It's not for drinking, it's for wiping." He Yue remained patient.

"Wine for wiping? Why?"

Took Song·One Hundred Thousand Whys·Xiaobai back home.

He Yue helped him disinfect his hands, while grandpa found a sack and helped him take down the plastic bottles one by one and put them away before going to the kitchen to cook.

Song Xiaobai sat obediently on the balcony while He Yue washed the puppy he picked up.

Winter is approaching, and the green plants planted by grandpa on the balcony only have a few leaves left. They sway in the wind, and Song Xiaobai is extremely nervous.

He Yue looked back at him from time to time and couldn't help laughing.

Suddenly, Song Xiaobai thought of something and called her: "Xiao He, don't go there anymore."

"Where? The vegetable market?" He Yue was concentrating on washing the puppy and chatting casually.

"Ok!"

"why?"

Song Xiaobai came over mysteriously: "Because I saw bad guys there!"

He Yue looked up in confusion: "What bad guy?"

Song Xiaobai likes to gesture when he is anxious: "I saw her that night. She was very beautiful, and she was with Brother Chocolate..."

"Ming Ruowei." He Yue murmured.

"I don't know her name." Song Xiaobai was a little discouraged.

"It's okay, I know." He Yue comforted him, "You did a great job."

Hearing the praise, Song Xiaobai became happy again and ran back to protect Green Leaves. He Yue was left washing the puppy while falling into deep thought.

As far as He Yue knows, the small Western-style building and the Yue family villa are completely different. Why would Ming Ruowei appear there?

However, it may not be surprising that she should have a lot of real estate.

But her intuition told her that this matter was not that simple, and perhaps that small building had the evidence she wanted.

"It's time for dinner!" Grandpa's call interrupted her thoughts, and Song Xiaobai responded obediently: "Okay!"

He Yue stood on tiptoe and picked up the washed puppy doll. It was dripping with water, and under the blue sky and white clouds, it regained its former cleanliness and cuteness.

He Yue walked into the house holding Song Xiaobai's hand. Grandpa had already served the meal, and Song Xiaobai's bowl was especially big.

"This tall guy must be able to eat a lot." Grandpa is very optimistic about Song Xiaobai, "Use your chopsticks."

After getting permission, Song Xiaobai happily started to eat his rice, but he didn't pick up many vegetables, especially meat.

Seeing that he was embarrassed, He Yue took the initiative to pick up some food for him and put pieces of braised pork into his bowl: "Xiao Bai, my home is your home. If you like, just eat it. Don't be polite."

Song Xiaobai's mouth was full and his eyes were watery. He wiped his eyes with emotion and said, "Xiao He, you are the best person to me besides my mother-in-law."

"Silly child." Grandpa said with a smile, and subconsciously slapped his mouth, "You can't be called stupid again."

"Then what should I say?" Song Xiaobai continued to display his spirit of asking a hundred thousand questions.

"Said you were cute."

simple.

Kindness.

Like a piece of crystal that is not tainted by the world, it retains all its purity and beauty.