Chapter 84 Weird things
The old year has passed and the new year has begun.
After the Chinese New Year, uncle and aunt took Xiao Qi and Xiao Lin to their grandparents' house.
Xiao Xiao's grandfather died before he was born, and his grandmother also passed away two years ago.
Xiao's mother originally had an older brother, who died in a car accident in his early years. Her grandmother also died because she could not bear the grief of seeing her loved ones die, and her health deteriorated.
At that time, Xiao's mother had sent off her brother and mother one after another. Her mental state was once worrying, but fortunately she recovered.
Xiao Xiao's aunt remarried with her child a year later. At that time, Xiao's mother took Xiao Xiao to attend the other party's wedding, but that was also the last time Xiao Xiao saw his aunt and sister. Since then, the two families have had little contact.
Therefore, during every Chinese New Year, Xiao Xiao basically doesn't need to visit any relatives.
When he was a child, he envied other people for having so many relatives to visit, but as he grew older, he felt that having fewer relatives was also good.
Especially when others were complaining about the hassle of visiting relatives, he was able to enjoy a leisurely life.
……
Xiao Xiao changed into Hanfu, a gray-blue top, a black skirt, and narrow sleeves. This was the standard attire for a waiter at Xiao's Teahouse, and he went to the teahouse to help.
On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, some regular customers had already come to Xiao's Teahouse to drink tea.
Xiao Xiao came to the teahouse and found a table surrounded by many people, including his grandfather. He couldn't help but walk forward out of curiosity.
"What's wrong, Grandpa?"
Before Grandpa Xiao could answer, a fat old man at the side spoke first, "Hey, Xiao boy, Happy New Year!"
"Happy New Year, Grandpa Gu."
"Hey, good."
"Old Gu, my grandson is asking me a question, why are you butting in?" Grandpa Xiao said with some dissatisfaction.
"Oh, who told you to be so slow?" Old Gu smiled like a Maitreya Buddha, not caring about Grandpa Xiao's accusation, and then said to Xiao Xiao: "Look, something strange happened in Old Man Zhou's family, and everyone is listening to the excitement."
"Something strange?"
"Yes, I don't know why their house always has fires for no apparent reason. Although they are all small fires, it is still annoying. And you never know when a small fire will turn into a big one."
"Who can say for sure about this kind of thing?"
"Not only that, their house was robbed."
"Been robbed?"
"I'm not sure if he was a thief. What thief would be so bored to steal rice and leave a rice bag behind."
"Do you think he even got a bag to carry the rice himself?"
"It's a strange thing, a strange thing."
"But this old fellow always boasted about how good his rice was. It was some kind of tribute rice. Now it's all gone, right?"
"Haha."
……
After hearing the whole story, Xiao Xiao also felt a little strange. Why didn't it sound like there were criminals doing evil, but more like children playing a prank?
But no matter what, with the fire and the theft, it seems that Grandpa Zhou had a miserable New Year.
Moreover, so far these are just small fights, will they turn into big fights in the future?
"Grandpa Zhou didn't take any measures?"
"How could there be none?" Old Gu curled his lips. "At first, the old man thought it was some kid playing a prank, but after waiting for a few days, he got nothing."
"Later, we called the police, but they staked out for a few days and found nothing."
"The rice was still lost, and the fire always started inexplicably in any corner of the house."
"The police are at a loss as to what to do. What do you think they can do if they can't catch anyone?"
"In the end, the police could only ask Mr. Zhou to put away all the flammable items in his home."
"Don't buy rice yet."
"What are you buying? Did you just buy this casually?" Mr. Zhou inside suddenly interrupted angrily, "This rice is a gift from my son!"
“And then all of a sudden it was gone.”
"Okay, okay, let your son respect you more and don't be angry." Someone advised.
"My son was honoring me again, but it was stolen again!"
"Who is this wicked guy who even steals rice?" Old Zhou was both surprised and angry. Moreover, stealing once was not enough, he kept stealing again and again.
Three big bags of 75 kilograms of rice!
He even hid it behind someone else's back, but it was still completely stolen.
"But what kind of thief is this? He didn't steal gold, silver, or jewelry, but rice? He didn't think it was too heavy." Gu Lao was puzzled. "No matter how good the rice is, it's not worth much."
"That's right." Grandpa Xiao was also puzzled. "And they stole Lao Zhou's rice. Is it because Lao Zhou's rice is the best?"
"You can't show off your wealth these days. Even if you have good rice, you can't show off." "Haha."
Everyone joked about it and couldn't help laughing.
After all, apart from losing some rice and having some things burned, Mr. Zhou didn't suffer any major losses.
Mr. Zhou was both angry and amused, wondering who was joking with him?
He was just a little heartbroken that his son's kindness was wasted.
……
Most people just treat this as an interesting story.
Unexpectedly, a few days later, things changed dramatically.
"What a sin." Grandma Xiao was very angry. "Who is so cruel as to lay hands on a child?"
Xiao Xiao, who had just stepped into the teahouse, couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong, grandma?"
"Your Grandpa Zhou's little grandson was burned!"
"Ah? What's going on?"
"Didn't some strange things happen in your Grandpa Zhou's house before?"
"Ah."
"Later, because we had no clue about the criminals and all the rice in the house had been stolen, your grandfather Zhou thought that it might be alright, so he just let it go."
"I didn't expect that after a few days of peace, your grandpa Zhou's little grandson was sleeping at home today. Old Zhou and his family went out to buy groceries. When they came back, they found that the house was on fire. Their little grandson was crying in the fire and was out of breath."
"If they hadn't returned early, Lao Zhou and his family might have lost their grandson!"
……
"It's absolutely heartbreaking!"
"Which bastard did this?"
"The criminals must be brought to justice!"
……
The tea drinkers were all indignant and talked a lot.
"Tell me, what bad luck has befallen the Zhou family?"
"Who says it's not?"
"I just came back from visiting Old Zhou's grandson in the hospital. How pitiful! Such a small child..."
……
"Your grandfather and father have both been to the hospital."
"You can go see Grandpa Zhou later."
"Ok."
……
At noon, Xiao Xiao went to the hospital with the millet porridge that his grandmother had cooked all morning.
The child was wrapped in bandages and was in a coma.
Grandpa and grandma Zhou suddenly looked much older.
The little grandson is the child of their youngest daughter.
Because their youngest daughter is their late-born child, they love her dearly.
Finally, the youngest daughter had a child, and they loved the child very much.
As a result, such a big accident happened under their care.
If they didn't have to take care of their little grandson, Zhou's grandparents would have almost collapsed.
Xiao Xiao planned to put down the thermos cup of millet porridge and say goodbye and leave. It was obvious that the Zhou family’s grandparents had no intention of dealing with other people now.
But when he approached the child on the bed, he sensed an unusual aura.
Yet strangely familiar.
This is?
Xiao Xiao paused for just a moment, then put the thermos on the table beside the bed as if nothing had happened. Then he turned around, comforted Zhou's grandparents, and said goodbye to them.
(End of this chapter)