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Chapter 4333: Reminiscing about the past

"So is that kid Xiaoxiao."

Grandma Zhao looked like she was recalling the past with emotion.



"ah."

The old lady was confused.

"Xiaoxiao?"

"What?"



Um?

Xiao Xiao didn't quite understand the old lady's confused tone when she mentioned his name.

He and Xiao's mother looked at each other.

Almost at the same time, Xiao's mother felt the same puzzlement as her son.

She knew that the old lady was telling Grandma Zhao about the oolong incident that her son had mentioned.

But isn’t the story over?

Why did you mention Xiaoxiao again with a confused tone?



Xiao's mother sat on the single sofa next to her.

Turning around, I could barely face the old lady face to face.

certainly.

The old lady also needs to turn slightly to the side.



The old lady noticed the confusion on Xiao's mother's face.

After a moment of confusion, she suddenly understood.

The old lady put her cell phone on speakerphone.

Grandma Zhao's voice spread out.



"That's what happened before-"

"Why?"

Grandma Zhao became unsure, "Didn't I tell you about that?"



"What's up?"

The old lady tilted her head, "What's the matter with Xiaoxiao?"

"No."

The old lady frowned and recalled.

Searching frantically in the mind.

Unfortunately, Grandma Zhao's words alone were not enough to form effective keywords, and her search ultimately failed.



His thing?

Xiao Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly.

Isn't it because of his dark history?

A hint of smile flashed in Xiao Xiao's eyes.

I am a little curious about Grandma Zhao’s next “revelation”.



"Yeah?"

Grandma Zhao gave up recalling, "Forget it, I can't remember whether I told you or not."

"I'll tell you again."

"Xiaoxiao has been a good boy since he was a child."



"That is."

The old lady immediately answered in a matter-of-fact manner.

Her grandson is the best.



Grandma Zhao laughed.

"Yes Yes."

"The little boy you told me just now reminds me of Xiaoxiao from before..."

"That time, Xiaoxiao also stood up very bravely."



"ah?"

The old lady was surprised.

"whats the matter?"

"You didn't tell me."

Hearing this, the completely unfamiliar feeling made the old lady very sure of this.



"Huh? That's weird..."

Grandma Zhao murmured, "I really never told you..."

"Then I'll tell you now."



"Um."

The old lady brought the phone closer to herself.



"That was many years ago..."

Grandma Zhao's eyes became a little dazed.

"How old was Xiaoxiao at that time?"

"Seven years old?"

"She seems to be only seven years old."



It happened so long ago...

The old lady and Xiao's mother looked at each other.

Soon they lowered their heads and looked at the mobile phone screen.

Their heads were almost touching.



Xiao Xiao picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea.

Just smell the fragrant tea and listen to the "gossip" of my childhood.



"I came back from shopping for groceries that day..."

Grandma Zhao smiled and recounted what happened that day.

The long-standing memory was like a tap of a magic wand, and the yellowed picture quickly returned to its bright colors.



"Ouch~"

Grandma Zhao-

oh.

At that time, Grandma Zhao was far from the age to be called grandma.

Let’s just call her Aunt Zhao.

Aunt Zhao only felt a pain in her body.

The person couldn't help but take a step back.

The vegetable basket in his hand flew out of his hand and fell to the ground.

The dishes inside were scattered all over the floor like a goddess scattering flowers.

A fish flopped a few times on the dry ground.

Make a crisp sound.



Aunt Zhao was confused.

She is...

Got hit?

Without waiting for her to speak-

"You hit me!"

The other party has already complained first.



Aunt Zhao's face darkened slightly.

Originally, she didn't want to argue with him because he was just a child.

Even if the other party forgets to apologize in a panic, as long as there is an apologetic look on his face...

Aunt Zhao can smile and comfort the other person, saying that she is fine and the other person can leave on their own.

result……

It's her own passion.

Not only did this child show no apology for bumping into someone -

She was sure.

She was walking well on the road.

No distractions.

He didn't walk quickly either.

It was the other party who suddenly ran out of the iron gate of the neighborhood next to her and bumped into her.



This kid even beat him up...

Shouting that she hit him?

She felt both angry and a little amused that the child was telling lies.



"What's wrong?"

At this time, two more children ran out from the iron gate.

They ran to the children from before, wondering about the situation at this time.



"She hit me."

"it hurts."

The child who hit someone confidently confused right and wrong.



Aunt Zhao laughed angrily.

"You hit me!"



"Aunt."

The child who hit someone opened his eyes wide. The child's characteristic round eyes looked particularly innocent.

"You are so embarrassed."

"You are an adult."

"It was obviously you who hit me, how can you say I hit you?"

"you are lying."



"real?"

"Auntie, this is wrong for you."

After the two children understood the situation, they spoke for their friends one after another.

"Auntie, you are so shameless."



The movement here attracted the attention of some passers-by.

The ambiguous glances from passers-by made Aunt Zhao feel irritated and angry.

She stared at the child in front of her, her face as dark as water.

"You are lying!"

"You hit me!"

Aunt Zhao clenched her hands, absurd and angry emotions intertwined in her heart.

There was a bit of coldness and sharpness to her voice.



But to outsiders, Aunt Zhao looked more like she was furious.

and……

One adult bullies several children...

There were some faint whispers around.

Someone raised his voice slightly, seemingly talking to the people around him, but in fact he was talking to Aunt Zhao.

"You're really capable."

"An adult is being serious with several children..."

"Obviously I hit someone, yet I still accuse someone else's child of hitting me-"



"I-"

"no."

A child's tender voice sounded.

The anger on Aunt Zhao's face froze.

She turned her head to follow the sound.



Also a child.

Compared with the children in front of her, this child looked calmer.

He is as calm as a little adult.

She raised her eyes and looked behind the child.

It's a bookstore.

She was a little stunned.

He is a child who likes to read books.

No wonder his temperament seems to be more settled than that of many children.



"It was you who hit Auntie."

The quiet child walked to Aunt Zhao's side.

Looking at the child standing in the middle opposite, he spoke clearly.

"You have to apologize to Auntie."

"I also have to help auntie pick up the vegetables from the floor."



"...You're talking nonsense!"

The child opposite was stunned for a moment when Cheng Yaojin suddenly appeared.

After coming back to his senses, the child yelled.

"She hit me!"


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