To be honest, Xing Xiaojiu had never lost her composure like she did today, crying and laughing.
Seeing that Lian Qiao couldn't persuade her, Grandpa Xing frowned and snatched the wine cup from her hand, "Stop drinking, look at the state you're in!"
"Brother, let me drink, just this once..." When she looked up again, her face was covered in uncontrollable tears, looking at her big brother, "Why did he have to do that, why did he have to do it, he never fulfilled his responsibility as a father throughout his entire life, and now he comes to bother me, why, why?"
This girl, she knew it in her heart.
But understanding yet not being able to resist was the most painful thing.
"Shut up, stop talking nonsense!" Knowing she had drunk too much and fearing she would blabber, Grandpa Xing scolded loudly, "A soldier's duty is to shed blood on the battlefield!"
"Heh... yes... duty... but what about me..."
