Chu Tianshu bit the lotus root "clicking" and looked around while walking up to follow.
The father and son followed the old lady to the quiet room upstairs. Chu Xidao said with a smile: "It's been a long time since I made tea for my mother."
The old lady sat down on the futon: "Then I'll take a dip today."
"good."
Chu Xidao hurriedly picked up the small silver kettle on the low table and went to the wall to get water.
Chu Tianshu bit the lotus root and sat down on the futon opposite the old lady.
The old lady bit the lotus root and gave Chu Tianshu a meaningful look: "If you haven't been in Beidu for so many days, what trouble have you caused?"
Chu Tianshu chuckled: "There are too many troubles, which one is grandma referring to?"
When he said this, the old lady looked at the lotus root in her hand and placed it on the solid wood table. It seemed that something had ruined her appetite. She glanced sideways at Chu Tianshu and said coldly: "What do you think?"
Chu Xidao put the kettle on the small red clay stove next to the short table, leaned over to light the fire, and pretended to be angry: "Why are you talking to your grandmother?"
Chu Tianshu shrugged, swallowed the last bite of lotus root in his mouth, rubbed his hands, and looked at the old lady: "Su Xiaoru is dead."
The old lady narrowed her eyes and said, "Can't you bring her back first and then deal with her?"
Chu Tianshu took out a cigarette and lit it, took a deep breath and asked: "I bring her back, what will you do with her?
Will he kill her?"
The old lady frowned slightly: "Boy, you are too murderous."
"Am I too murderous?"
Chu Tianshu gritted his teeth: "Because of her, I have never experienced the warmth of family affection since I was a child, and was called a bastard in the orphanage;
Because of her, my father lived like a zombie and a beggar for more than twenty years;
Because of her, my mother’s whereabouts are still unknown!”
He nodded heavily: "I am indeed very murderous, but I have always had a clear distinction between grudges and grudges."
Chu Tianshu spread his long legs carelessly, breathing in the smoke and said: "This should take into account your and my father's feelings, otherwise I would not let Su Xiaoru die so easily, I would let her experience the most terrifying thing in the world,
Then he died slowly in fear and pain."
Chu Xidao did not criticize Chu Tianshu anymore and lowered his head to make tea silently. You could see that his body was trembling slightly.
The old lady picked up the lotus root on the low table and started to bite it, silently.
The three of them just sat facing each other, Chu Xidao making tea, and the old lady and Chu Tianshu drinking tea. No one spoke again until Guishou came in and invited the three of them to eat.
When we arrived at the restaurant on the second floor, the fragrant pork ribs and stewed lotus root were served on the table, along with several delicious side dishes.
Chu Tianshu had just filled a bowl of pork rib soup, and before he could drink it, Chu Xichao strode in, knelt down in front of the old lady, and touched his head to the ground: "Mother, please make the decision for me."
He stared at Chu Tianshu, his eyes full of resentment.
Chu Tianshu glanced at Chu Xichao lightly, ignored it, and slowly drank the pork rib soup in front of him.
The old lady asked expressionlessly: "What do you want to do?"
Chu Xichao pointed at Chu Tianshu and said angrily: "This little beast killed Xiaoru..."
Snapped!
Chu Xidao slammed the chopsticks in his hand on the table, looked at Chu Xichao coldly, and said in a deep voice: "Brother, please be careful what you say."
"He is also named Chu. He is my grandson and your nephew."
The old lady looked at Chu Xichao and said in a sharp tone: "He is a little beast, who are you?
What am I?"
Feeling the fierceness in the old lady's eyes, Chu Xichao's aura weakened by two points, kowtowed and said: "When the child is angry, he will speak indiscriminately. Mother should calm down."
The old lady asked coldly: "How do you want me to make the decision?"
Chu Xichao gritted his teeth: "Kill to pay for life, debt to pay for money, this has been the case since ancient times."
Chu Xidao clenched his fists and resisted speaking.
The old lady nodded and asked: "Your wife had Tianshu stolen away. How do you think this should be handled?"
Chu Xichao lowered her head and clenched her fists: "Xiaoru did make a mistake first, but her crime will not lead to death."
Chu Tianshu laughed angrily.
The old lady stared at Chu Xichao: "Both of you are at fault, and you are both my descendants. What do you think I should do?
Are you going to kill Chu Tianshu with your own hands?"
Chu Xichao touched his head to the ground: "The son has everything to do with his mother."
"It's all up to me?"
The old lady smiled coldly, "If I say this matter will just go away, will you be convinced?"
Chu Xichao remained silent.
The old lady looked at Chu Xichao and said in a deep voice: "I can give you and Tianqi a chance for revenge."
Chu Xidao looked at the old lady in astonishment, wondering what kind of medicine the old lady was selling in her gourd.
Chu Tianshu played with the spoon in his hand, his eyes flashing slightly.
Chu Xichao suddenly became excited: "Thank you, mother."
The old lady continued: "You and Tianqi can have a fair competition with Tianshu at any time. If you can kill Tianshu in the competition field, I will never pursue it."
The corners of Chu Xidao's mouth twitched, but he resisted not interrupting the old lady.
The old lady continued: "The premise is that before you want to challenge Tianshu, you must apply to me. I will arrange the time for the competition, and the competition can only be held in front of me. If you want to seek revenge from Tianshu privately or do something
I will never take small actions lightly."
Chu Xichao glanced at Chu Tianshu with a complicated expression and said hurriedly: "Mother, his cultivation level..."
The old lady snorted and interrupted: "Then what do you want?
Do you want me to cripple Tianshu and let you do whatever you want?"
Chu Xichao remained silent, but her eyes were filled with unwillingness.
"Are you two, father and son, so spineless that you don't even dare to think of one day surpassing Chu Tianshu in cultivation?"
The old lady said coldly: "There is only one way to take revenge. Do you accept it or not?"
Chu Xichao gritted her teeth and said in a low voice, "I accept it."
The old lady's eyes fell on Chu Tianshu again: "What about you?
Are you convinced?"
The corner of Chu Tianshu's lips curled up: "I accept it, it all depends on my grandmother's arrangement."
The old lady's gaze softened a bit.
"Mom, I'll leave first."
Chu Xichao said something, stood up and prepared to leave.
The old lady said coldly: "Stop."
Chu Xichao paused at her feet: "What other instructions does mother have?"
The old lady pointed to the seat next to Chu Xidao: "Sit."
Chu Xichao looked reluctant, but still had to sit down.
The old lady said coldly: "Drink the soup before leaving."
She pointed to a large basin of pork ribs and lotus root soup on the table: "If you can't finish this soup, none of you are allowed to leave!"