"Okay, I accidentally told you again for so long."
Grandpa Xiao looked at the call duration on his mobile phone, "Grandpa didn't disturb your study, did he?"
"No."
Xiao Xiao denied with a smile, "It's still time for lunch break."
"That's good."
Grandpa Xiao's eyebrows relaxed, "I'm going to hang up the phone."
"You should also rest more."
"Don't be too tired from studying."
"Ok, I know."
...
"Xiaoxiao, goodbye."
"Goodbye, grandpa."
...
Thinking about what Grandpa Xiao said on the phone, Xiao Xiao looked at the sky and was lost in thought for a while, then turned and walked into the house.
...
A few days later, Xiao Xiao went to the hospital.
Zhou Mingbao lives in a single ward.
Although he was beaten, the other party did not ask him for the money he had spent on the screen.
In other words, apart from Zhou Mingbao's physical pain, he did not suffer much financial loss.
Except for the money spent on hospitalization.
In fact, in a sense, the people Zhou Mingbao met every time he made mistakes were pretty good.
As far as Xiao Xiao knew, the two customers did not ask Zhou Mingbao for a refund.
Although Zhou Mingbao was unable to pay the compensation requested by the other party the second time.
Whenever Zhou Mingbao encounters a difficult guest, the Zhou family will definitely be even more distressed than now.
How could it be as peaceful as it is now?
Zhou Mingbao just needs to rest in peace and recuperate.
Listening to the noise coming from the door, Xiao Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly.
How can this person be so energetic and curse here?
…
"Dong dong~"
Xiao Xiao knocked on the door several times.
"who?"
Elder Zhou's voice came out.
During this period, Mr. Zhou would come to spend time with his son every day before going to the store.
…
"Grandpa Zhou."
Xiao Xiao smiled at the old man who opened the door to the ward.
"Xiaoxiao."
Mr. Zhou's expression was complicated for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face.
It was undeniable that he felt a little awkward at this time.
Obviously, after Lao Xiao left before, he complained to his wife that Xiaoxiao was not sensible, but he didn't even know to follow Lao Xiao to see Zhou Zhou?
It’s not like Xiaoxiao didn’t know that Zhou Zhou was beaten.
But when he actually saw the child coming, he felt that maybe it would be better for the child not to come.
Lest he think of the previous scene where he asked for help and was rejected.
Originally, the elders needed to do a lot of psychological preparation when asking the younger generation for help, but it was embarrassing, and in the end they were rejected.
Not just once.
Thinking about Mr. Zhou, he felt a little irritable on his face.
…
"Grandpa Zhou, let me see Zhou Mingbao."
Seeing that the old man was in a trance, Xiao Xiao slightly lifted the fruit basket in his hand to express his intention.
He won't be turned away, right?
Xiao Xiao's eyebrows were slightly curved, and such an idea suddenly came to his mind.
…
"Ah, oh."
Mr. Zhou suddenly came back to his senses and said, "Come in, come in."
"Look at me, as I get older, I always like to lose my mind."
The old man smiled sheepishly.
…
"Old man, who is this?"
An old lady stood up next to the hospital bed.
"That's Xiaoxiao."
Mr. Zhou reminded his wife, "Didn't I tell you that before?"
"Oh, it's Xiaoxiao."
The old lady narrowed her eyes and smiled kindly, "It's really been a long time."
"Xiao Xiao has grown so big."
"Grandma Zhou."
The corners of Xiao Xiao's mouth turned up.
…
"Come and see Zhou Zhou?"
The old lady glanced at the fruit basket Xiao Xiao put on the bedside table and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, "You're here now, what else do you want to get?"
"It would be great if you could come and see Zhou Zhou."
Xiao Xiao smiled, it would be rude if he really came empty-handed.
After all, their relationship is not so good that they don't care about it.
…
The old lady also said polite words.
She turned to look at her son on the hospital bed, and the expression on her face became a little softer, "Zhou Zhou."
"Who do you think is coming?"
"Do you still recognize me?"
"He is the grandson of Grandpa Xiao who came to see you before, Xiao Xiao."
"You used to play together when you were kids."
…
Zhou Mingbao pouted and whispered, "Who still remembers what happened when we were young?"
Mr. Zhou glared at his son.
How to speak?
Even if you think so in your heart, don't say it out loud.
Such an awkward atmosphere.
However, the old man also knew that his son had not been in a good mood these days.
After all, his leg was broken.
I stayed in the hospital bed for so many days again.
Moreover, days like this will continue for a long time.
It takes a hundred days to break the muscles and bones.
It will take a lot of time for my son to recover from his leg injury and return to normal walking.
For my son who is active by nature, this is undoubtedly a great torment.
…
"I'm sorry, Xiaoxiao."
Mr. Zhou glared at his son again, then turned to Xiao Xiao and smiled apologetically, "This kid is in a bad mood these days."
"you know too……"
The old man's eyes glanced over his son's plastered leg, and his meaning was self-evident.
"I know."
Xiao Xiao expressed that he didn't mind.
"After all, we don't have much contact, so it's normal for him not to remember me."
For Xiao Xiao, if Grandpa Xiao hadn't told him the whole thing earlier, he would have felt very strange to Zhou Mingbao.
…
"Ah, I remembered."
Zhou Mingbao suddenly shouted, "Nasty little devil."
Some inexplicable words made the two elders of the Zhou family look at each other.
Mr. Zhou frowned, "You kid, what are you talking about?"
"Zhouzhou, do you want to eat fruit?"
The old lady changed the subject, "How about an apple?"
"Or pear?"
…
"apple."
Zhou Mingbao replied to the old lady and continued what he said before, "I think of this person."
"Ignorant, what do you mean by this person?"
Mr. Zhou scolded him, and then smiled awkwardly at Xiao Xiao, "Xiao Xiao, don't mind, this kid is like this, he is outspoken, but he has no bad intentions."
"It's just that some of them can't speak."
Xiao Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly.
I don’t know how many people have been deceived into buying fake antiques, and they still can’t speak?
Isn’t Zhou Mingbao too good at talking?
…
"Isn't it this person?"
Zhou Mingbao muttered in a low voice, then raised his voice a bit, and looked at Xiao Xiao with a hint of surprise on his face, "So it's you."
"He's obviously younger than me, but he refuses to call me brother."
Zhou Mingbao still felt a little angry when he thought about what happened when he was a child.
Children look forward to growing up and also like to pretend to be adults.
At that time, it was rare for him to meet a child younger than him, so he just wanted to call him brother.
However, the other party always looked at him with an expressionless face, but never once called him brother.
The unprecedented setback aroused his unwillingness. During that time, he tried every means to get this brat to call him brother.
Unfortunately, until the end, his wish was not realized.