Today is my birthday.

Grandpa asked me to go home early, he's cooking me longevity noodles to eat.

The longevity noodles that grandpa cooked are especially fragrant, and the poached egg inside is the thing I look forward to most every year.

But in the end, I didn't get to eat the bowl of noodles that grandpa cooked.

When I rushed to the hospital, grandpa was already gone.

The police told me that grandpa had multiple external injuries all over his body and three broken ribs.

And the cause of his death was a ruptured spleen.

Looking at the three yellow mutts cowering in the corner, I was furious and wanted to kick them to death!

But the police stopped me.

He said, the law would punish them, and told me not to act impulsively.

Ha, what a joke!

My grandpa died for no reason, and he's asking me to stay calm.

A short figure darted out, I sat on top of the mutt on the far left, grabbed his hair and smashed it down with all my might!

This hospital room is too cramped, pressing on me almost made me feel suffocated.

Only when I hear the sound of the head banging on the ground, can I breathe a little air.

The police come over to restrain me, but the hospital room door is suddenly pushed open, and a woman screams as she rushes in.

She says, "Just tell me how much money you want, why did you hit my son?"