"Someone scared Tangtang!?"

...

"Um."

Mr. Jiang nodded.

“It’s not necessarily a human.”

...

Why?

Old Tang was stunned.

Then he thought of Mr. Jiang's identity and became a little more aware.

...

"I think that kid..."

Mr. Jiang thought, "It's actually protecting us."

...

"ah?"

Old Tang's eyes widened.

What's the meaning?

...

"She's scared."

Mr. Jiang looked at Mr. Tang.

"We can see this."

...

Um.

Old Tang nodded silently.

Just a child, do you really think you can hide it from the "old fried dough stick" who has lived for most of your life?

...

"Generally speaking, when a person is in a situation of fear, especially a child, he will stick tightly to his relatives."

Mr. Jiang slowly expressed his thoughts, "This is the normal reaction, isn't it?"

...

"……right."

Mr. Tang felt a sudden feeling.

yes.

He found that the child was scared...

Why didn't he think about why the children were scared but still wanted to turn them out?

His attention was all annoyed by the child's clam-like behavior...

Old Tang couldn't help but knocked his head hard.

He is a dull guy!

...

"But that kid doesn't."

Mr. Jiang frowned.

"Instead, she has been rejecting our approach."

"It's like I'm afraid of harming us."

...

“Yes!?”

Mr. Jiang couldn't help but growl.

"I've felt that way, too."

"I also told Tangtang..."

"Grandpa is very awesome."

"If grandpa is not enough alone, there are also mom and dad..."

“You can find more people…”

"But Tangtang doesn't believe me."

Mr. Tang didn't feel much at that time.

Thinking that maybe he guessed wrongly.

That's why Tangtang didn't listen to him and seemed to not believe him...

He also investigated in this direction.

Nothing was found.

No potentially dangerous figures were found that would pose a threat to Tangtang.

He let go of this conjecture.

...

It turned out that he wasn't the one who guessed it wrong.

But Tangtang really... doesn't believe they can protect her...?

...

"The other party should have posed a great threat to her..."

Mr. Jiang murmured.

...

Old Tang opened his mouth.

He clenched his fists.

Tangtang is just an eight-year-old child.

To put it bluntly, anyone can pose a great threat to Tangtang.

...

Just an eight-year-old child...

Which one is it...

Mr. Tang took a deep breath.

Will he actually attack an eight-year-old child?!

Old Tang felt that he was going to be furious.

But that breath stuck in the throat again.

He almost wanted to roll his eyes when he choked.

...

What made Mr. Tang even more unacceptable is...

He didn't find that person!?

...

Who is it...

Who is it?!

How dare you touch his granddaughter under his nose!?

...

"Tangtang is very good."

Mr. Jiang's sudden change of topics and content made Mr. Tang stunned.

ah?

Old Tang seemed to be a bloated balloon slowly deflated.
To be continued...