The difference between grandpa and grandson is so big!
When I think about what I heard my grandfather say that afternoon, I still can't calm down, just because I'm my grandson.
That year, the youngest uncle's son was full moon, and the whole family went to eat full moon wine, and the wine table was very lively, everyone pushed the cup and changed the lamp, and the grandfather was especially happy, because he added a baby grandson.
As a grandson, I was busy entertaining guests, and after the banquet, I had to help collect tobacco and alcohol, pack meals, and deliver them to my uncle's house.
When I walked to the door of my uncle's house with my legs weak from exhaustion, I heard my grandfather's loud voice and a little excited and said to the crowd: A grandson is a grandson, and no matter how good a grandson is, it is someone else's family, no matter how good you are to him, the dead will not burn me paper. Really, I never thought that in my grandfather's heart, my grandson would have such a status, and my mood suddenly fell to the bottom.
After that day, I never went to my grandfather's house again, except for the above important events, and I did not say a word to my grandfather until he died.
Once my mother asked me if I didn't like to go to my grandfather's house so much, didn't I like to go there before, and I said I would never go again.
Now that I think about it, I don't know if I did something wrong, but I really didn't expect my grandfather to be so biased.