"Brother, report your real name and I'll make a note."

After adding "Sun Wukong", Guo Dalu sent a message and deleted it if he was not an acquaintance.

There was no response there for a while, and maybe I had something to do.

Guo Dalu was not in a hurry, wiped his hair and body with a towel and changed his clothes first.

The most important thing now is not who "Sun Wukong" is, but how to tell Uncle Ding's words to his father.

When Guo Dalu thought of his father's excitement and solemn appearance before attending the class reunion every year, he couldn't hide his excitement and solemnity to put on new clothes.

"Is it rare that a circle is more important than friendship?"

Half an hour later, the heavy rain stopped. Guo Dalu sat cross-legged on the old sofa in the living room, sliding his right index finger back and forth on his chin, his eyes showing a deep thought, obviously still thinking about how to pass the message.

Ding Ding Ding ~

The cell phone on the desk sent a short message, and it was a new WeChat message.

Guo Dalu let out a breath, took his phone and saw the message sent by "Sun Wukong": "Sun Wukong is my real name!"

"Oh, let's see you on the blacklist." Guo Dalu knew that the other party was joking with him, so he wouldn't really block it immediately.

"No, no, I'm really Sun Wukong. How can I prove it to you to believe it?"

Guo Dalu thought for a while and replied, "I don't make things difficult for you. Now tell me immediately which monster you are fighting, which mountain the monster lives in, what name is, and what magic weapon to use?"

"What monster?"

"Aren't you the great master Sun Wukong? Don't you have to accompany Tang Seng to the West to obtain scriptures? Don't tell me that the Buddha Tathagata sent the scriptures to Tang Seng offline?"

"What Tang Monk? What is the pursuit of the scriptures in the West? My grandson is listening to the Bodhi Patriarch's lecture!"

Before Guo Dalu could return, "Sun Wukong" sent another string: "Just now, the ancestor asked me what Tao should I learn. I replied that I only learned the wonderful Tao of immortality, but I didn't learn anything else. Unexpectedly, the ancestor jumped off the platform in anger, hit me on the head with a ruler three times, and then walked into the room with his hands behind his back."

Guo Dalu looked at the message "Sun Wukong" and was speechless. He first replied with a "sweat" expression, and said to himself, "I'm deeply immersed in the play", and then replied: "Then I'm going to congratulate you. The ancestor knocked on you three times to ask you to go in from the back door at the third update. He wants to secretly spread your Great Way of Eternity, and I've sent you."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true. I am the reincarnation of the Supreme Lord. Will I lie to you in such a thing? (serious face and expression)"

"Think about it carefully, it seems that this is true! Okay, my old grandson will go to see the ancestor from the back door tonight and ask him to pass on my Great Way of Eternity!"

"Well! Just do that, Wukong, you can do it, I'm optimistic about you! (Fist-clenched expression)" Guo Dalu has basically confirmed that the other party is a funny person.

"Haha, when I, Lao Sun, learn the wonderful way of growing up, I will definitely repay your guidance."

"Well, what's the saying goes, what kind of kindness can't be solved by a red envelope? Do you think so?"

"Yes, my old son will send you a red envelope and send you a big red envelope."

"Well, I'll wait for you! (Heart)"

...

After talking nonsense with "Sun Wukong", Guo Dalu felt much better. Anyway, things have come to this point, sadness, anger and other things are useless. I'd better think about how to comfort my dad later.

After a while, the rain stopped. Guo Zhenlin came back from outside and saw Guo Dalu's bicycle and two bags of watermelon behind. He asked, "Dalu, why did you bring the watermelon back? Didn't you deliver it to your Uncle Ding's house?"

Guo Dalu stood up, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Dad, I have something to tell you."

"What's up?"

Guo Zhenlin came over and sat down on the sofa.

Guo Dalu picked up the boss's cup on the table, unscrewed the lid and handed it to his father: "Dad, please drink the water first..."

Guo Zhenlin glared at his son, took the cup and placed it on the table, and said, "If you have something to say, don't give me careless eyes. Didn't you go and send watermelon?"

"I gave it to Uncle Ding's house, but... he didn't accept it."

"Confiscated? What does it mean?" Guo Zhenlin's face darkened: "Has you said something you shouldn't say?"

"I didn't say anything, it was Uncle Ding himself who refused." Guo Dalu sighed softly and continued: "And, and that, he asked me to bring you a few words..."

"What are you doing? If you have anything to say, how do you feel hesitant?"

"Uncle Ding said that he would not have to give him watermelon in the future, and other gifts - he would not have to give them..."

Guo Dalu made a concerted effort and reposted Ding Jiwen's words. Guo Zhenlin's face turned blue and white when he heard it. He couldn't answer a sentence for a long time. After Guo Dalu finished speaking for a minute, he murmured, "What did he say so?" His tone was filled with a kind of disheartening feeling of a collapse of faith, which made Guo Dalu feel very worried.

"Yes." Guo Dalu gritted his teeth and nodded, and a hint of hatred for Ding Jiwen appeared in his heart.

"Okay, I understand..." Guo Zhenlin also nodded: "I understand, I understand..."

Then Guo Zhenlin smiled twice again: "I should have known it long ago, um..."

"Dad." Guo Dalu shouted.

Guo Zhenlin waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about this, children." As he said that, he stood up and walked out, and Guo Dalu quickly followed.

"Don't follow me, go back!" Guo Zhenlin said calmly, and it could be heard that he was suppressing his great anger.

Guo Dalu stood there and watched his father take off the two bags of watermelons in the back seat of the bicycle and throw them aside. Crack, several watermelons were broken.

Guo Zhenlin pushed his bicycle out.

He is going to meet Ding Jiwen?

Guo Dalu subconsciously wanted to call his mother, but then he gave up the idea. With his father's current state, his mother not only couldn't stop him, but the two might also have a quarrel.

Maybe it would be better to let my dad meet and Ding Jiwen and let them speak clearly in person.

He pushed out another bicycle at home, followed his father, and came to Ding Jiwen's house again.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I heard my father's voice: "Not the third brother who does things like you! You can tell me directly if you have anything to say, what do the child know? He is here to deliver watermelon to you, why are you talking to him for those words?"

"I'm just afraid of you like this, I'm afraid of you like this, I'll make trouble anyway. I'm not afraid of wearing shoes at all barefoot... Why did I ask your son to tell you first? Don't you know?"

Ding Jiwen looked at Guo Zhenlin with his head slightly tilted, "As a result, I still couldn't stop you from coming to my house."

The disgust in Ding Jiwen's tone has already been lifted out of the last layer of mask.

Guo Dalu set up his bicycle, walked to his father, and quietly looked at Ding Jiwen, who was impatient and Ding Boya, who was standing next to the door with a cold look on his face.

"Third brother, I'm not here to make trouble with you today, I just want to explain the matter clearly to you. You proposed to order a baby, not what I asked for by Guo Zhenlin. Now you have to go back on your word, and I have nothing to say. My own child is not good enough and I can't blame others..."

Guo Zhenlin's tone calmed down a little: "I just didn't expect that you could say those words in front of the child... You are already - not the third brother I know."

Ding Jiwen sneered and said, "Look, you have been living in the past, lost in the deep mountains and forests of the past, and can't get out of it, and you can't extricate yourself... Haven't you heard that saying? Living alone in the past only means that he is living in an extremely failure now!"

"Guo Laoer, why can't you recognize the reality well?"

Guo Zhenlin stared at Ding Jiwen for a while, then nodded and said, "I will recognize the reality from today. Ding Jiwen, you can hear it clearly. From today on, our two families will be broken and we will never interact with each other!"

When Ding Jiwen heard this, he clapped his applause and said, "Guo Zhenlin, do you know how many years I have been waiting for you? You can't help but applaud you..."

Slap sex...

"Finally liberated, no one has to continue acting..."

Guo Zhenlin ignored him, turned around and pushed the bicycle away, saying to Guo Dalu: "Go."

Guo Dalu was still looking at Ding Jiwen and Ding Boya, suddenly nodded and smiled, then patted his palms a few times and said, "I hope you don't forget everything that happened today."

...

In the evening, Guo Zhenlin asked Guo Dalu to have a drink with him for two drinks. Guo Dalu wanted to take the opportunity to comfort him, but he remained silent and drank with his head. However, his mother was quite open-minded and said, "If you don't have to talk, you won't have to talk. We don't rely on them."

"My mom is right."

"It's probably because of your uncle..." Guo's mother sneered.

"What's wrong with uncle?" Guo Dalu asked.

"He was driven back from Chuzhou. It is estimated that Ding Jiwen and the others wanted to cut off their ties with our family after hearing about this."

Guo Dalu was not very clear about his uncle's affairs. He only knew that his grandfather had been working hard to return to the Huang family in Chuzhou all his life, not to go back to compete for the huge family property of the Huang family, but just wanted to rely entirely on his own efforts to get the recognition of the family.

As the illegitimate son of great-grandfather, grandfather is not even qualified to enter the Huang family genealogy.

Unfortunately, my grandfather’s three sons and three daughters, including my mother, are not particularly terrifying talents. Only my uncle has a little business acumen, but my grandfather has tried his best to send him to Chuzhou and works in a small factory outside the Huang family. But he is still driven back now...

"Dad, don't be sad, they don't deserve your friendship." Guo Dalu drank a few drinks, and his blood was churning.

Guo Zhenlin said nothing.

After dinner, Guo Zhenlin began to call Uncle Wang, Uncle Ma and Uncle Zhang. He apologized to them on the phone and said, "I have caused trouble for you over the years..." Before he could finish his words, his eyes were filled with tears.

"Dad must have drunk too much, definitely drunk too much... it's all the blame for those grandchildren... they are not human!"

Guo Dalu thought this in a daze, and then fell asleep.

...

I don’t know how long I slept, but Guo Dalu felt his stomach burned, as if his body was filled with a desert and he was extremely thirsty.

I sat up in a daze, wanting to find water to drink. I habitually grabbed my phone to light it. As soon as I turned on the phone, I saw someone sending me a WeChat message. I clicked on it and saw that it was a red envelope.

Guo Dalu opened the red envelope, but saw a green grass that was bright and green.

At this time, his mind was in chaos. He didn't even think about why there was a green grass in the WeChat red envelope. He lit it a few more times, and then a green light penetrated into his eyebrows.
Chapter completed!