Chapter 1496 Can’t even protect a person, let alone a tree

Jiang Xiaoran's anger was ignited and he immediately stared at Cao Zirou.

She was shocked when she saw it.

Jiang Xiaoran's expression of hatred was even more full of disgust and disgust when he looked at her.

"Cao Zirou, don't think that I don't know your methods. If your mother doesn't treat you, you'd better stick to your tail and be a good person."

"Otherwise, sooner or later, I will have you kneeling down to apologize to Yin Xiang!"

"Let me tell you the truth, one day when I am in Jiang Mansion, if you want to marry me as a wife or concubine, it is absolutely impossible. If you are a dog, I will think you bite the master!"

With these few words, Cao Zirou's face suddenly turned pale.

Her lips moved, as if she wanted to say something, but she forgot the words.

How could Jiang Xiaoran scold her like this?

Seeing Jiang Xiaoran throw away her sleeves and walk away, Cao Zirou suddenly looked like she was about to cry.

However, Mrs. Jiang beside her seemed to be very angry and dizzy, and was helped away by the maid.

Not even a word to comfort her.

Cao Zirou cried helplessly and had no choice but to go back to her room bitterly.

When Jiang Xiaoran passed by his grandfather's courtyard, he saw from the corner of his eye that the old man was standing on the porch with his hands folded, looking at a tree that he had raised by himself in the courtyard.

Seeing Jiang Xiaoran walking by, Mr. Jiang glanced at him.

At the moment when the grandfather and grandson looked at each other, Jiang Xiaoran slowly stopped.

He was like a little beast after a rage, looking for the cave he could rely on most for shelter.

Jiang Xiaoran dragged his tired steps and walked to Mr. Jiang.

"Grandpa..." His voice was hoarse and his eyes were bloodshot and red.

Looking at his embarrassment and haggardness, Mr. Jiang shook his head secretly and sighed.

"Xiao Ran, do you know why I take special care of this sycamore tree?"

Jiang Xiaoran was stunned and shook his head.

Not all old people like to plant flowers and grass. He has never paid attention to why his grandfather particularly preferred to plant trees.

Mr. Jiang raised his head, looking at the golden leaves of the tree with his weathered and deep eyes.

His eyes suddenly returned to a long time ago.

"When I was about your age, just like you, I was confused all day long and had no pursuits."

"Until a tree I planted grew up, in order to take care of its growth, I cultivated it day and night. But one day I woke up and found that my father had cut down the tree."

"I was in a lot of pain at that time. I spent more than a year of hard work and raised it in all weathers. Why was it destroyed like this?"

"But my father said that I don't have any skills. From now on, I can't even protect a person with a gun or a sword, let alone a tree."

"From then on, I started to practice martial arts vigorously and performed meritorious service on the battlefield regardless of my life."

"I'm not trying to get revenge on my father, but I understand what he said. Only when I stand up for myself, what I say, and my preferences will have weight, and others will protect what I cherish!"

Mr. Jiang sighed with a smile: "Almost fifty years have passed, and what remains in my mind most deeply is not the many military exploits I have accomplished, nor the appearance of me being a master on the battlefield."

"But when I saw the tree being chopped down, I hugged the broken tree and screamed and cried, hating that it was useless."

After Mr. Jiang finished speaking, he patted Jiang Xiaoran on the shoulder: "If you want to make the decision upright, you have to find a way to fight for it yourself."

After speaking, he turned around and entered the house.

Jiang Xiaoran stood there for a long time.

Suddenly he knelt down and kowtowed three times at Mr. Jiang's door.
Chapter completed!