"Uncle, if I've upset you with my words, I apologize. But regarding Jingling, I still hope you won't be so harsh towards him."

Luo Baobei looked up, her pretty face full of sincerity and pleading.

Left Junmo's brow furrowed, finding that he was actually at a loss for what to do with these two children today.

"What happened today? I don't understand." he asked.

Luo Baobei said: "When it comes down to it, today's incident is my fault."

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"What?" On the side, Lu Tiejiang, who had just been immersed in the joy of pride for his granddaughter, widened his eyes.

"What's wrong? Come on, tell us elders, we'll give you our judgment." Lu Tiejiang urged quickly.

Lǎo Bāobǎo nodded and continued, "I took Jǐnglíng to my room to play with my toys. I found that he wasn't very interested in them. Then I remembered that he used to live on a boat in Yángzhōu. So I thought of taking him to Grandpa's fish pond to row a boat."

The blacksmith Luo had a small fishing boat in his fish pond. He used it to feed the fish, and when he wasn't using it, it was beached on the side. The oars and other equipment were all ready-made.

At this moment, hearing these words, Luo Tiejiang shivered with fear. He thought to himself that he must bring the fishing boat back when he returned, these little brats...

Luo Baobei didn't notice Luo Tiejiang's fear and continued, "The two of us got to the edge of the fish pond. Before we could even untie the rope securing the fishing boat, Bingbing and the others arrived."

“Bingbing didn’t recognize Jingling. I told him this was my cousin's nephew, but Bingbing didn’t know any manners. When he saw me and Jingling getting on the boat, he also started shouting that he wanted to go too, and even stopped Jingling from getting on, even using words to pressure him.”

“I tried to reason with him, but he wouldn't listen. Seeing Jingling so eager to go boating, I couldn't help myself and kicked Bingbing in the leg, sending him tumbling into the fish pond...”

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Sun Shi came to her senses and pulled Luo Bao Bao in front of her, examining him carefully.

"Impossible! That Bingbing is so strong and tall, even taller than you. How come he's so weak and fell into the water with just one kick? He must have lost his balance, it has nothing to do with you..."

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This kid is protecting... even the baby camel wouldn't want to hear this.

“Grandma, you don’t have to defend me. I kicked him, and I admit it. I take responsibility for my own actions. Even if Uncle Zhou Sheng comes to question me, I’ll confess.”

"But, BB, he was really too much! He took advantage of being taller and bigger than us to bully Jingling just because he's from the countryside. He even shoved him! I couldn't stand it, so I kicked him!" she added.

"Goodness gracious, even if you're angry and want to help Jingling get revenge, you can't kick Bingbing into the water! The pond is so deep, someone could drown! Oh dear, you child..." Lu Tiejiang's face turned pale. The more he thought about it, the more afraid he became. He couldn't bring himself to scold Lu Babao either, so he could only sigh.

Luo Baobei looked innocent and a little wronged. "During the summer, at the big pond by the village entrance, Bingbing was really good at swimming. I knew he could swim well and wouldn't drown, so I kicked him, but who knew that now when he fell into the water, he acted like a clumsy duck..."

“It’s the first month of the year now. Soldiers are all wearing thick cotton clothes and boots, how can they not be clumsy?” Tobo Xian was also quite helpless.

After all, she's just an eleven-year-old girl. It's natural for her to make some mistakes.

"Why was Jingling's body so wet?" asked Zuo Junmo again.

Luo Baobei said, "It was Jingling who jumped into the water to save Bingbing."

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Zuo Junmo: "...

Sun shi couldn't help but say, "My goodness, Jingling is such a kind child. We thought he was being unreasonable, but we didn't expect him to be so kind at such a young age. If it were any other child, after Bingbing had jostled him before, they definitely wouldn't have gone to save him."

Wang Cuilian also nodded repeatedly: "Yes, Jingling this child looks unwilling to speak, but this child knows everything in his heart, he is really a good child!"

Even Tuo Baxian couldn't help but show a hint of admiration, "Such affection and righteousness at such a young age, not bad, not bad!"

The blacksmith Luo Tiejiang even raised his thumb: "This kid is great, seeing through everything at three years old! Jun Mo, you have a good son!"

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Luo Baobei looked up at Zuo Junmo and said, “Zuo Uncle, that’s why I said you misunderstood Jingling. You should trust him more.”

Instead of coming up and questioning him without considering the facts, suspecting him, and blaming him.

Zuo Junmo smiled wryly, supporting himself with the armrest of a chair beside him and slowly sat down.

He recalled when he first arrived, facing Zhou Sheng's gloomy expression and Bing Bing's tearful accusations. He remembered Jing Ling's furtive glances at him.

At that time, the child's eyes were still bright.

But when he finally asked him why he had fought, the light in his eyes went out in an instant.

After that, there was a silent standoff, chipping away at his patience, making him increasingly agitated and furious...

Zuo Junmo couldn't use language to describe the feeling in his heart at this moment. He only felt his cheeks burning hot, as if someone had slapped him.

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He recalled every little detail that happened during the past two months they spent together, and he remembered his mother's helpless words: "Junmo, before, your mother thought you were very mature and composed, handling things calmly. But after Jingling came to our home, your mother realized that you are also a child who hasn't grown up."

“Being a father is something that doesn't give you time to prepare. When you have a child, you are forced to mature instantly.”

"Whether you admit it or not, the one who designed you was the boatwoman. Jingling is innocent. You shouldn't vent your anger on a child, and you shouldn't be too quick to teach him with harsh methods. He's just a child!"

"Shouldn't we really go in? What if Jun Mo scolds Jingling again later, at least we can be there to help persuade him?"

At the entrance of the guest room, Sun Shi watched as Zuo Junmo walked in and gently closed the door. She couldn't help but ask the others around her:

Wang Cuilian also wore a worried expression, apparently she and Sun Shi had come to the same conclusion.

Luo Baobei said, "Grandma Ga and Big Grandma, none of us should go in now. Let Uncle Zuo and Jingling spend some time alone together."

After everyone's turn to 'bombard' Uncle Zuo just now, he should realize his mistake. Perhaps he's in there apologizing to Jingling right now?

If everyone rushed in all at once, Uncle Left wouldn't be able to save face and apologize. Then Jingling's grievance would have been for nothing, right?

So, Luò Bǎobǎo made up his mind and resolutely refused to let anyone else disturb their father-son time.

Zhou Sheng Jia.

When Zhou Sheng carried the fallen Bing Bing back, Ping Er was drying clothes in the yard with Hua Hua. She and Zhou Sheng's four-year-old daughter were playing nearby.

Seeing the father and son enter like this, all three of them were taken aback.

Ping'er quickly came over to ask, but Zhou Sheng only said he had fallen into the water and didn't say anything else. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate! ?

Ping'er and Huahua immediately got to work, finding clean clothes and boiling hot water for Bingbing's bath. Even Bingbing's uncle and aunt from the next courtyard were awakened by the commotion.