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Chapter 540: Getting used to anger control

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    Pepe, he was so frightened that he didn't say a word, his face was full of grievances, and his aggrieved expression made me really angry.

    "You can choose now, you can choose to be silent if you don't speak, but you have to know that after you leave this place, if you don't speak clearly when you go back, I really can't continue to communicate with you."

    grandfather.

    Surprisingly, there was not a word.

    He has been looking at the river over there, and his wheelchair has not moved. He can obviously adjust the direction of the wheelchair by himself.

    Grandpa, this approach really puzzles me, and now the only one who needs to take this responsibility, and the only one who needs to be criticized by me is himself.

    "Can I go back?"

    I really don't want to be loud and noisy.

    Because I have already learned why he must come to this river, why he chooses to do so many series of things, because he has his own difficulties, and when everyone has difficulties, we should understand each other  , This matter is also an original intention of this matter that I insist on.

    But I really can't understand, they don't say hello or just push them here, after all, if there is only Pepe on this road, I really can't figure it out and it's hard to imagine what kind of things they will encounter  Trouble, such as some steep mountain roads!

    Or it could be said that grandpa is already familiar with this state, but that is not the reason for them to go out rashly.

    So now I only think about them, whether they can go back home now, if not, then let this matter be handled by the thin monkey.

    "Really don't bother me, okay?"

    "Oh no, really don't bother me, okay!"

    "Well, let's tell you this way. It's simpler and rude. I'll unite with you next time. If you can go back with me now, I can consider not telling your brother about it."

    I really can't help it anymore, if he doesn't give me an answer, I might just turn around and leave.

    I don't know what they went through last night, what happened, but I know that these are not reasons.

    "Grandpa, can you consider going back?"

    Both of them didn't speak, as if they had reached an agreement tacitly, they became dumb.

    I can't accept their training at all.

    For me, they are a double test both mentally and physically, because I am really tired now.

    "Forget it, I don't care what you think, I'll take you back directly."

    So I walked up to grandpa directly.

    I kept pushing his wheelchair and drove straight forward. I thought he was going to make some resistance, but I didn't expect him to compromise directly.

    I looked like I had no love in my life, so I would push like this, and then Pepe would follow behind like that.

    It seems that although the picture is particularly harmonious, their attitude is not like an attitude of admitting their mistakes, but a feeling that I disturbed their process.  In the mouth, I asked him what happened. After all, my mobile phone was still ringing, and I knew it was him who called.

    When I finally got to the village, because I had killed too many people at the beginning, they kept saying things like "Ah, I'm finally back!" to me.

    The scene was extremely embarrassing for a while, and the two of them kept their heads down, completely looking like a grandpa and grandson. The grandpa and grandson seemed to have run away from home, fled to a certain dangerous place, and then were arrested in despair  It's the scene of coming back.

    After pushing them into the house, I just slammed the door shut, mainly to create a sense of tension.

    "Tell me, what's going on?"

    With my hands on my hips, I stood in front of them like a man in black, and I felt superior.

    At this time, the scene has begun to solidify.

    For me, this scene has become a dramatic scene, because the two of them really said a sentence, without a single punctuation mark, and a single expression was not happy. Banning fish for me seems to be the most face-polished in advance.  Well, not like that, when they first came here, they had some sneaky whispers.

    "When we are discovered, the two of us should not say anything."

    IThe mother and father have already figured it out in their brains. In such a scene, they should be like this, and they have reached a cooperation.

    So for me, this is what makes me nervous.

    Apart from being nervous, it also makes me feel that it is too stingy.

    "Forget it, you're already back anyway, if you don't want to talk about it, forget it."

    "Anyway, someone is going home soon, so you can accept his words and deeds to extract a confession."

    I uttered a harsh sentence. In fact, I never told Slim Monkey, but I know he must have guessed it.

    When I was about to turn around and leave.

    Grandpa, suddenly sighed.

    "Mr. He, don't think about it so much, alas, there is really nothing wrong."

    "Do you think the child can persuade me, or I can persuade a child."

    "I'm shameless. I was walking in the village, but I pushed it to the entrance of the village."

    "Then I pester this kid."

    Grandpa, facing my back inexplicably, began to explain something.

    "Forget it, grandpa, I really can't control everyone's thoughts, I will be honest, control my emotions, and prevent myself from getting angry every day."

    After I finished speaking, I planned to leave here.

    When I stood at the door, a gust of wind happened to blow over me, and it was very deserted.

    I can't tell you what it feels like.

    Probably the kind that is similar to things but three.

    This leads to the habit of getting used to it, the feeling of disappointment in this habit of falling.

    So I couldn't say a word.

    Then the door behind me was suddenly opened.

    "Mr. He, I'm sorry, we didn't mean to make you worry."

    "Can I still go home?"

    I didn't take it seriously at all, I left lazily.

    I was about to walk into the house, and he kept following me, after all, it was his house.

    Yet as I sat in the room, watching him now at that moment.

    I just realized that his pants were torn.

    "How to do it?"

    "I don't have any teacher He, so don't be angry."

    I was slapping my head on this, and I already guessed it.

    "I know you got hooked during the process." (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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