Grandpa

Just thinking about these messy past events, He Rulin walked in with a clean quilt wrapped in plastic film, and said, "It's been raining for almost half a month here, I'm guessing what kind of quilt you have here. The bed may be a bit damp, so I just found a clean bed for you from my house. How about you go and make the bed first, and I will clean it for you first. "

"Okay." Shao Yun nodded and took the quilt from He Rulin's hand: "Uncle Lin is so troublesome."

"It's all right."

Shao Yun went to kick open the door of the room. He hadn't lived in it for almost two months. Apart from a mild musty smell, the room was still clean.

Half an hour after making the bed, Shao Yun got up and walked to the study next door.

Looking at the books on the bookshelf, he tiptoed to remove a wooden box from the top shelf.

Wipe off the dust on it, and when you open it, you will find a notebook bound in thread.

I heard my grandfather say by chance before that this is something passed down from generation to generation by the Shao family's ancestors, and as a rule, it is inherited by the eldest son of each generation.In the generation of Grandpa Shao's father, the war was raging, and he unfortunately died at the gunpoint of the RB people. As the heir, Grandpa Shao can only be said to have limited qualifications. After memorizing it by rote, only the superficial parts can be used flexibly.

Fortunately, it's just a rural area, and these are enough to deal with some seemingly evil things.

During the great turmoil, the inheritance of the Shao family inevitably suffered devastating damage. These letters were only rewritten silently by Grandpa Shao after the society became stable.

Grandpa Shao didn't want Shao Yun to learn these things, because he knew very well that he would be punished by the heavens for spying on the secrets and changing his fate against the sky, just like a warlock committing five disadvantages and three shortcomings by killing too many people.

He deeply believes that his son Shao Jianlin's disloyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness today is the greatest punishment from God.

So he didn't want Shao Yun to follow in his footsteps, he only hoped that he could live a peaceful life.

It's just that his wish came true in the end.

In the last life, what fell into Shao Yunqu's hands was just a few fragments of books with missing arms and legs, which was enough for him to make a name for himself in Huaguo and even in Nanyang.

So now, with the complete inheritance of the Shao family in his hands, coupled with the rich experience of his previous life, what status should he achieve?

Just as he was thinking, there was a sudden knock on the door outside.

"Who is it?" He Rulin from outside responded, and then went out and opened the door. There was an old man holding a pair of cigarette sticks standing at the door: "Village chief?"

Looking behind the village chief, three or four people were carrying chicken, duck and rice oil.

He asked puzzledly, "This is?"

The village head pointed to a middle-aged man behind him, and said with a smile: "This is Boss Wang's secretary, surnamed Li. Secretary Li came here specially to thank Yun Qu. By the way, is he there?"

"I'm here." He Rulin immediately understood when he heard the words Boss Wang and thank you, and he quickly turned his body to let the two come in.

Shao Yun went to hear the words and also came out of the room.

Seeing him, the village chief repeated what he had just said to He Rulin.

Shao Yun went to look at Secretary Li, nodded his head slightly, his face was normal.

Secretary Li was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Are you going to Shaoyun? That's it. Didn't you slap my boss's son this afternoon, and then he passed out? Our boss hurriedly slapped my son He was sent to the hospital. Just an hour ago, my boss’s son not only woke up, but also returned to normal. The hospital said that it was because he hit his head when he fell on the ground, and the treatment was wrong. cured of his illness."

"I see." Shao Yun said casually.

So calm, doesn't it make sense?

Secretary Li couldn't help looking at Shao Yun a few more times: "Our boss feels that his son's recovery is more or less due to your mistakes, so why don't I send you a thank you gift. "

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the follower behind him put the things in his hands on the ground.

He Rulin quickly stood up: "This, this is too polite..."

"Should be, should be." Then, he took out a thick red envelope and handed it to Shao Yun.

Shao Yun took it without hesitation, flipped it casually, and put it in his pocket.

Secretary Li was even more surprised. The other party who was thinking about Wang Juncai's recovery should be very excited when he heard the news of Wang Juncai's recovery. From then on, he would not have to worry about being retaliated by Wang Xuede and could receive a big gift. Why is the plot wrong now?

He coughed lightly, and then said seriously: "But there is one thing that must be said. Today is also good luck, and bad things turn into good things. But you must pay attention next time, even though my young master attacked you first today, But after all, he was at that time...well, the situation was not very good." He said as tactfully as possible: "So it is excusable, but you are really serious in your actions. If something really happens one day, you will suffer a lot later. still you."

Oh, the Wang family doesn't even know what he did?

That's right, after all, it's just an ordinary family, so it's not surprising that they haven't come into contact with these things.

But it was impossible for Shao Yun to take the credit dryly, that would be too shameful, so he just nodded depressedly: "Of course I know that."

Secretary Li was also a little confused, maybe he had already known the news that Wang Juncai had recovered.

Impossible, he was Wang Juncai who was sent out by the excited Wang Xuede not long after he woke up. Logically speaking, no one could have more news than him.

With a stomach full of questions, he said again: "Since the matter is done, I will go back first."

Shao Yun continued to nod: "Secretary Li, go slowly."

After seeing off Secretary Li who was also depressed, Shao Yun went to unpack a few packs of cigarettes from the pile of gifts and stuffed them into the hands of the village head before sending him away.

Shao Yun went to look at the pile of things on the table, and said directly to He Rulin: "Uncle Rulin, you can take these rice noodles, chickens and ducks back!"

"Ah?" He Rulin quickly waved his hands: "These things are all given to you by others. I take them back for some reason. You keep them, keep them..."

Shao Yun said helplessly: "But I have to go back to school tomorrow. I can neither take these raw food away, nor can I keep them at home."

"Oh, yes!" He Rulin said.

"So you take all these back." Shao Yun went to block He Rulin's refusal: "What's more, these things are given by others. You have taken care of me for so long. Is it possible that you can't ask for anything that doesn't cost money? Well, isn't this a bit too raw?"

Having said this, Shao Yunqu couldn't help but raise his face.

"Then, that's all right!" After hearing what Shao Yun said, He Rulin couldn't refuse.

What's more, such live chickens and ducks could be raised for a few days at most, and when he went to the market next time, he asked his mother-in-law to make soup for Shao Yun to send to school.

Sending He Rulin away, Shao Yun went to clean up the roast chicken left on the table and locked the door. Then he took out the red envelope in his arms, opened it, and found nine brand new red bills, plus a small I counted the loose banknotes, no more, no less, exactly nine hundred and ninety-nine yuan.

From the Wang family's point of view, the red envelope is probably just right, and the number is auspicious.

For Shao Yunqu, with these things, he finally felt a little more comfortable, at least he could finally change out of his old clothes.

In the middle of the night, there was only a crackling knock on the door.

Then I heard the voice of a crying old woman: "Master Shao, Mr. Shao, open the door, something happened to my little treasure..."

It was He Rulin's family who were awakened first.

He Rulin put on a padded jacket and went out: "Aunt Hua?"

Standing outside the gate of Shao's house was an old woman in her seventies, wearing a ground-length military overcoat with mud marks all over her clothes, she had obviously traveled a long way through the mountains and came here in a hurry.She held a child in her arms, followed by a middle-aged couple who also looked panic-stricken.

"What happened to Xiaobao?" He Rulin quickly stretched out his hand, "Let me hug you."

This Aunt Hua is also from Guanshan Village, married to Dengjia Village four mountains away, and although she and He Rulin have married five times, they still have relatives on weekdays, and they have more contacts.

He Hua quickly handed the child to He Rulin.

He Rulin took it over, his hand was stiff and below normal temperature, he subconsciously looked at the child in his arms, his face was blue, and he didn't make a sound of panting at all.

With trembling hands, he looked terrified: "Hua, Aunt Hua?"

At this moment, Shao Yun, who was wearing a cotton coat, went to open the door.

He Hua looked inside the door, and hurriedly said: "It's Yun, is Mr. Shao awake?"

Shao Yun was taken aback for a moment, and then said in a deep voice, "My grandfather, he passed away two months ago."

"What?" He Hua looked dazed, and said in disbelief, "Why is Mr. Shao gone?"

She suddenly came back to her senses, her face changed: "Master Shao is gone, what can I do with my little treasure? My family has only one seedling. If something happens to him, how can I go to see his grandfather on Huangquan Road in the future?" ! How can Mr. Shao be dead at this time?"

What words?He Rulin's face was cracked, but he could understand He Hua's current mood, so he could only lower his voice: "Aunt Hua, Xiaobao is out of breath."

"You're talking nonsense, it's impossible, it's impossible." She didn't know if she was hit on the spot, or if she was lucky, she kept shaking her head, and then snatched the child back from He Rulin's hands with a plop Kneeling on the ground: "How could it be, it was fine during dinner, why did something happen all of a sudden in the middle of the night?"

Shao Yunqu frowned, and he looked down at the child in He Hua's hand.

Thinking of the slap Shao Yun gave to Wang Juncai before, He Rulin's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly pulled him to He Hua's side: "Yun Qu, you, look—"

Shao Yun went to squat down and put his hand on the tip of the child's nose, and he was indeed out of breath."What happened?" he asked.

While sobbing, He Hua pieced together the ins and outs of the matter: "Xiao Bao was fine while eating..."

Her family has always had the habit of asking the children to get up in the middle of the night to go to the latrine. This is to prevent the children from urinating urgently and unable to hold back the bed. After all, cleaning the bedding is a very troublesome thing.

At night, she wakes Xiaobao up as usual, and the urine bucket is placed in the house.Xiaobao had just put on his pants and was clamoring for a drink of water.She just went to pour some water, and when she came back, the child had already fallen on the ground unconscious.

He Hua hurriedly woke up his son and daughter-in-law, and sent the child to the county hospital in a hurry. Unexpectedly, the doctor on duty took a look and asked them to prepare the child's funeral.

After a while of panic, I don't know who said something, the child died strangely, how could it be possible that there was no scar on his body.

Hearing this, He Hua seemed to have grasped at straws. This matter was really a little tricky. They immediately thought of Mr. Shao, who was quite famous in several nearby villages.

But then he sent the child over in a hurry.

It's just that he didn't expect Mr. Shao to be dead, so what about his little treasure?

Speaking of this, He Hua's family couldn't help crying.

He Rulin stared at Shao Yunqu: "Yunqu, how is Xiaobao?"

Shao Yun stretched out two fingers to fiddle with the child's head, and said calmly: "The two sun fires on the shoulders have been extinguished. If I guessed correctly, someone has taken away the soul."