Xu Qi felt that the sun was coming out from the west.

He always thought about bringing things to his grandson. Xu Pengju is so young, so he bringing things to him.

Xu Qi was so happy, stroked his beard and laughed: "What, you bring something to me, this...haha..."

Xu Qi wanted to laugh and burst into tears.

But Xu Pengju seemed to be a trick, and took out something from his own book bag.

Xu Qi looked at him: "Hmm? Is it a pen?"

It's really a pen.

But this money looks very shabby, uh...

"This is……"

"This is a pen made by my grandson. My mentor said that I would like to thank my parents for raising me..."

Speaking of this, Xu Qiu and Xu Yongning's mouths were as big as eggs.

No matter what, they could not imagine that Xu Pengju would say such words.

He...what did Fang Jifan really say that?

Didn't beat you up?

You also teach you these principles?

Of course... everyone teaches these principles.

Which child does not say that his parents are kind to him when he is enlightened?

But the problem is.

I know my grandson too well.

If this kid is taught, he will listen. Is he still the grandson of the Xu family?

He couldn't help but take the pen, which was very rough...

"Did you make it yourself?"

"Yes." Xu Pengju said with a smile.

Xu Qi was already shocked in his heart: "Send him to my father?"

He still didn't believe it.

It seems like a different person.

Xu Pengju said, "This is taught by my teacher. We all have to prepare gifts for our parents. We also said that it is really not easy to raise our parents. I thought about it, especially after Zhu Zaimo and Fang Zhengqing beat me up, my grandson figured it out. My father died early, and it was because my eldest father had been raising his grandson. He was kind to me, and he held me and studied in the study room and rode under me to play. Isn't my kindness the eldest father? When I saw that my eldest father liked running script, I made a pen. Of course, it was my mother who taught me."

"Your mother?"

Xu Qi was stunned.

"My mother is my mother. She also did shy things with her mentor and kissed her. I saw it. I also told Zhu Zaimo and Fang Zhengqing that they beat me up again, saying that the son did not tell his father's fault, the minister did not show his evil deeds, and he could not tell his teacher's morality in life..."

Xu Pengju touched his little head, as if this blow was the one, and his memory was deeper than other times, and he was still scared.

Why do they always beat you?

Why are it always Zhu Zaimo and Fang Zhengqing?

Xu Qi blew his beard and stared at him.

But then I thought of something terrible.

His own son, he... is green... all people are dead. If there is a spirit in heaven, how can you feel at ease?

But after thinking about it carefully, I felt something was wrong. My wife, who lives in Nanjing, could she let this little guy... see...

Xu Yongning remembered something and pulled Xu Qiu's sleeve: "It may be His Highness the Princess..."

"Oh..." Xu Qi breathed a sigh of relief and raised his face: "You can't say these words anymore! Otherwise, the eldest father... also... also scolds you!"

Although it was a harsh warning, Xu Qi was filled with emotion.

This kid...is a promising future.

I can understand so many truths.

Apart from some details, it is simply perfect. My grandson... is actually very sensible.

"And..." Xu Pengju said: "The grandson still...return..."

He seemed a little timid.

It seems like I want to speak but stop.

"What else?" Xu Qi couldn't help asking.

Too many surprises.

This was the devil king of the Xu family back then.

Now we know how to be filial and well-educated.

In his heart, he had some expectations.

"Although..." Xu Pengju said: "Although I gave my eldest father a gift, I thought to myself that although my father has died, I will also compile a letter for him......"

letter……

Xu Qi was stunned.

Can a child cultivate letters?

It's just a joke.

Many children are enlightened only when they are six or seven years old.

But Xu Pengju is so old.

Xu Qi said: "What letters?"

Xu Pengju's eyes turned red. He thought about it and took out a letter from his bag.

It's actually quite a pretty letter.

Outside the letter, the words "My father received" and "Pengju" were written on it.

Xu Qi's body trembled.

He held the letter's hand and was trembling.

The handwriting on the top is crooked and slanted, and it is just a few short words, but two are wrong. But... this time, it is Xu Pengju's handwriting. He...he can write?

Can you read?

Xu Qi lowered his head and opened the letter excitedly. On the letter, there were only a few words: "Father's reference..."

The word Jian was written incorrectly.

But...this doesn't matter.

Next, it reads: "Huishu Jingxi: My son was beaten again. If my father is there, Zhu Zaixun and Fang Zhengding dare not hit me... Father, my son really thinks, are you okay in heaven?"

Just a few words...

Xu Qi's body trembled, his eyes were red, and tears that thrust into his eyes fell like pearl curtains.

Isn’t these words the one I want to say to the dead son?

How heart-wrenching it is to send a white-haired man to a black-haired man.

His body was trembling and choked and unable to speak.

"My son, my son, are you... are you okay?" There is no such thing as a Duke in Nanjing in the world. Now Xu Qi is just a father who has lost his son.

Now, after seeing the handwritten book of his grandson, Xu Qi's heart was like a needle, but he didn't know whether it should be a relief or a sadness. Countless thoughts surged into his heart, and he couldn't hold on.

Seeing this, Xu Yongning hurriedly supported Xu Qiu.

Xu Qi burst into tears: "Okay, okay, good... so good. Your father, if he received your letter, I don't know how happy he would be. He will see what he can see... If he has a spirit and Pengju, he will see it really. He... can smile and feel at ease."

Xu Qi had already held Xu Pengju in his arms and cried loudly.

Xu Pengju looked confused.

I complained to my father, why did my eldest father cry?

After crying, Xu Qi suddenly realized something, lowered his head, read the letter, turned around and said, "Come on, prepare a carriage, I am going to enter the palace."

"Cousin, you are..." Xu Yongning said.

Xu Qi stamped his feet and said, "I entered the palace the day before yesterday and scolded Fang Jifan in front of His Majesty, which made him so angry that he scolded him. He even scolded his eldest father. Now I think I am really blind. I have never owed others a favor in my life. Now I blame someone wrongly. I will go to clarify and apologize. When will I wait? If so, is this still a human? I will enter the palace now!"

He acted decisively, with tears in his eyes, and got into the car in a hurry, and did not forget to tell him: "Take good care of Pengju."

Xu Pengju was still confused, but the carriage was already far away.

In the car, Xu Qi felt extremely emotional in his heart.
To be continued...