Chapter 92

◎Something left for Xiaowei.◎

With Han Rui's confession, the truth was finally known to the public.

Once the facts were revealed, progress became much smoother.

The school principal and staff finally told the truth after repeated interrogation. Everything was just as Han Rui said. The police immediately arrested all the people involved.

This incident involves a wide range of people, and it will probably take some time for all those involved to be severely punished by law.

Fortunately, the sword of justice will fall on their heads sooner or later.

How abominable.

[Although things have come to an end, what happened in the past cannot be changed.]

【It's really sad.】

【Qianqian and Xiaowei can leave with peace of mind.】

[Don't rely on luck when it comes to possible risks and accidents. No one knows when fate will strike.]

【An accident destroyed two families one after another.】

[Please also ask the police to thoroughly investigate the worker's death and determine whether the school has fulfilled its due compensation obligations.]

After understanding everything with the police, Qian Yang and the program crew left the Public Security Bureau.

"Oh, that's so painful to hear."

"Yes, the principal was just hoping for luck. If the tarpaulin had been stronger, there wouldn't have been any accidents."

"Master Qianyang, has Qianqian left?" asked a staff member of the program team.

Qianyang said: "Yeah."

"Then, what about Xiaowei?" asked Liu's mother with red eyes.

"That silly kid, even if the teacher didn't believe him, he should have come back and told our parents."

Father Liu sighed, "This child doesn't want us to worry about anything. He's used to solving problems on his own. I'd rather he wasn't so sensible and independent."

Qian Yang said: "Xiao Wei hasn't left yet."

The two were stunned for a moment, "What?"

"Why? Does Xiaowei have any other wishes? What are they?"

Qian Yang pursed his lips and asked, "How are you going to explain this to Xiao Wei's grandparents?"

[Hiss... I almost forgot about this.]

[Yes, Xiaowei’s grandparents still don’t know that Xiaowei has passed away.]

"That's it. This has become such a big deal, maybe someone with a big mouth will tell them."

My grandparents still don't know about this. I'm worried they won't be able to accept it.

[Ahhh, damn principal! Damn Han Rui!]

What should I do then?

Grandpa and grandma will find out sooner or later.

When Xiaowei's parents mentioned this, their faces turned ugly.

Liu's father said: "My parents dote on their only grandson very much. For three years, we have used the excuse that Xiaowei is in cram school and have not returned to visit them."

"Every time they called, they wanted to talk to Xiaowei, but we made excuses to get out of the way." Father Liu's eyes became moist and his shoulders drooped weakly. "I'm afraid the secret will soon be broken."

"If Xiaowei were still alive, he would have started junior high school in September this year. During the summer vacation, my parents kept urging us to take the child back home, or even just send him back. We said we were taking the child on a trip and would go back to see them before the New Year. Winter vacation is almost here, and we don't know what excuse to make."

Qian Yang said: "Take the child home to visit the old man."

Xiaowei's parents burst into tears and understood Qianyang's meaning.

Xiaowei’s wish is probably to go back to visit his grandparents during every holiday.

"Go buy a locust tree seedling, bring it back to your hometown, and plant it near the house. Xiaowei will go back with you."

"Okay... Master Qianyang, thank you."

"You're welcome."

After finishing everything, Qian Yang and the program crew returned to the capital overnight without stopping.

According to the police, any teacher at the Fourth Primary School who knew about the incident but concealed it will be subject to administrative penalties and have their teaching certificates revoked. Other people involved in the incident will face criminal penalties. Due to the serious impact of this incident, the sentencing will be particularly severe.

After landing in the capital, Qian Yang said goodbye to the program crew at the airport and was taken home by Yang Mao.

"Master, the scene you played on the rooftop today was so thrilling. Even though I know you are very skilled, I was scared and broke out in a cold sweat." Yang Mao sighed.

"Really?" Qian Yang still said the same thing, "I know my limits."

Yang Mao said, "Master, Yang Wei will be on winter vacation soon. I wonder if the program can be finished before the New Year. Or, should we celebrate the New Year in the capital?"

Qianyang shook his head, "Not spending the New Year in the capital."

Song Yunli is under control and cannot leave Taihang City. It would be too hard for him to stay alone in Taihang City for the New Year.

Yang Mao smiled and said, "That's great. The capital is too cold in the winter. I heard that Taihang City is warmer this year. We all wear cotton-padded jackets, and over there we can just wear a coat and go out during the day."

"That's good."

"By the way, Yingying's family is also celebrating the New Year in Taihang City this year."

"Yingying?" Qianyang was surprised. "How is her health?"

Yang Mao said, "Brother Wang took her to Hainan for vacation a while ago. When they came back, they went to see her tree grandfather. From what Brother Wang said, Yingying will go to school in the spring of next year and will probably settle down in Taihang City in the future."

"Then it looks like you're almost fully recovered."

"yes!"

Qianyang doesn't use social software often. Those people he met before are in contact with Yang Mao, and he can hear about their recent situation from Yang Mao every now and then.

Qianyang thought for a moment. She had been down the mountain for more than a year. The north entrance of Xiaoqian Mountain was controlled by the local government. Usually, only Yingying's family could get permission to go up the mountain to visit Grandpa Tree.

That is to say, the reconstruction plan of Qianyang's ancestral home has not yet begun.

She can't stay at the foot of the mountain forever. Sooner or later she will return to Xiaoqian Mountain. There are only a few episodes left in "Approaching Metaphysics". Shouldn't we gather the Qianjia believers as soon as possible and rebuild the ancestral home?

Qianyang thought about it and felt that it could be put on the agenda.

"Disciple." Qianyang called.

"What's wrong, Master?" Yang Mao asked.

"It just so happens that this winter is not cold, so let Yingying and the others come to Taihang City to repair the Qian family's ancestral house."

Yang Mao, who was driving, looked back at her and asked in surprise, "Really?"

"Well, I think it's about time."

"Okay, I'll let everyone know when I get back." Yang Mao nodded. "Hey, Master, I'd really like to see the animals on Xiaoqian Mountain perform at the Spring Festival Gala."

Qian Yang said: "There's still time, we can see it during the Chinese New Year this year."

"That's great!"

After returning to his residence, Qianyang rested for a night.

The next day, she returned to the filming site of "Approaching Metaphysics".

"I believe many people saw Master Qianyang's thrilling performance on the rooftop yesterday. I can't help but wonder, wasn't Master Qianyang afraid at all?"

Xiaoshui asked after the show started.

Qian Yang said: "No."

Xiao Shui then asked, "Could it be that Master Qianyang often engaged in such thrilling activities when we were in the mountains, so he's already used to it?"

"Almost. Some wild vegetables and herbs on the mountain are difficult to pick because they are located on the cliffs."

"So, are you flying?"

"No, it's similar to your daily rock climbing exercise, climb up."

Good fellow...

[Don't say that. In your eyes, our rock climbing is just like the peaceful land.]

What's the difference between wild rock climbing without safety measures and wilderness survival?

[Chinese Kung Fu! Chinese Kung Fu! The best in the universe!]

[(Pointing fingers) Baby, I may not have a talent for metaphysics, but I'm strong and healthy. Wouldn't that make me a good kung fu practitioner?]

Qianyang should open a kung fu class.

[Ms. Qianyang, please teach us martial arts! ]

【Todai can destroy the earth because they know Kung Fu! 】

Oh, dear, I am very interested in Chinese Kung Fu.

[Ms. Qianyang, are you willing to be my master? ]

Qian Yang glanced at the comments and said, "Anyone can learn Kung Fu. If you're interested, I'll give you some tutorials in the live broadcast room later."

"However, learning Kung Fu is very painful, and most people can't bear it."

Xiao Shuidao: "Then can I learn it too?"

"Can."

Have a brief interaction with the audience to liven up the atmosphere of the show.

The time was almost up, the director made a gesture, and Xiaoshui immediately understood.

"We have received news that Xiaowei's parents have rushed back to their hometown. I believe everyone is very worried about the situation of his grandparents, so the program team will connect with them on the spot after obtaining Xiaowei's parents' consent."

"Please rest assured, viewers around the world, the production team has arranged an accompanying medical team to prevent Xiaowei's parents from becoming overly emotional and causing any accidents."

【The program team is thoughtful. 】

[We can't keep this secret forever, so it's better to tell them sooner rather than later.]

As a spectator, I felt deeply distressed by the deaths of Xiaowei and Qianqian, not to mention his grandparents.

[Beast Han Rui, I will insult him whenever I think of him.]

The program connected with Xiaowei's parents on the spot.

Father Liu stood by a cement road, his expression heavy. "We're already near home, but we haven't informed Mom and Dad yet."

"To be honest, I don't know how to face my parents. Thank you to the medical team prepared by the production team. If anything happened to my parents again, this family would be finished."

After a night, Liu's mother was in a better mood than yesterday.

She held the locust tree sapling planted in a flowerpot and looked toward the house in the distance. "At this time, my parents should be in the fields."

Father Liu sighed and said, "Let's go."

The program crew arranged for a photographer to accompany them and follow behind the two of them.

There is only one cement road in the village, with mountain walls and fields on both sides.

Even though it is winter, the grass and trees in the fields are still lush and green. In the distance, the blue sky and white clouds are scattered among the mountains, and terraced fields are spread among the mountains. The scenery is beautiful.

Xiaowei's parents walked along the cement road. Since there was no place to park on the road, they parked the car in front of the village and walked home.

Everyone remained silent along the way, with only the sound of messy footsteps, and the atmosphere was extremely heavy.

After walking for a while, we saw an old man wearing a green sweater and vest in the field. He spat into his hands, grabbed a hoe, raised it high above his head, and dug into the ground.

[Such a familiar outfit.]

My grandfather was like this when I was a kid.

I've always been curious: why do they spit into their hands when they hoe the ground?

【Same curiosity.】

I really like the countryside. Neighbors are neither too close nor too far away, so they don't bother each other. And if something happens, we can rush over immediately.

[It would be nice if there were no bugs. When I go back home, I'm most afraid of finding bugs in my bed because I like to sleep naked.]

【It would be even better if the takeaway could be delivered. 】

A group of strangers suddenly appeared in the village. The old man stopped what he was doing, straightened up and looked at them.

The old man, with dark skin, put down his hoe and asked from a distance, "Who are you looking for?"

He picked up the handkerchief on the ground, wiped his hands first, then wiped the sweat from his forehead, walked to the edge of the field, and took a closer look.

"Liu Yaoguo, Haichun, is that you?" the old man spoke faster, draped his handkerchief over his shoulders, and slowly walked along the edge of the field, calling out as he walked, "Yaoguo? Haichun? Is that you?"

Xiaowei's parents stood there stiffly with pale faces, not daring to respond.

"Yaoguo, Haichun, is that you two?" The old man didn't hear anyone coming back and stopped hesitantly.

"Dad..." Liu Yaoguo shouted in a hoarse voice.

【Ahhhhhh? 】

[Help...I'm so heartbroken.]

[I saw my grandpa, how can I bear it?]

[Wow, tonic! I thought it could still provide some relief.]

I knew what was going to happen next, and I started crying the moment Grandpa called out for help.

My heart feels like it's being pricked by needles. Such simple old people have worked diligently their entire lives. I don't want to see them suffer.

[Can you keep it a secret forever? Keep it a secret from them forever.]

[It's so difficult. None of this needed to happen, but it was all ruined by those people's selfish desires.]

"You two? Why did you come back so quietly?" The old man breathed a sigh of relief. He walked to the side of the road, stood on the edge of the field, and looked at the two people and the staff. "Why didn't you call when you came back?"

Liu Yaoguo said: "Dad, we, we came back to see you and Mom."

"This is..." The old man looked at the people behind them with a puzzled look on his face.

Liu Yaoguo didn't answer and asked, "Where's Mom? Let's go back first."

"Your mother is resting at home."

As he spoke, the old man looked carefully at the crowd and asked, "Where's Xiaowei? Why didn't he come back with you guys?"

This question stumped everyone.

Haichun stepped forward and said, "Dad, it's cold. Put on your coat quickly and let's go home and talk."

"Ah?" The old man was a little confused, but didn't think much about it. He went back to the field, picked up his coat and put it on.

"I almost forgot, today is Monday, Xiaowei is in class, right? When you two come back, who will look after him over there?" said the old man.

Haichun forced a smile, unable to tell him the truth all at once, and said, "Don't you know about Xiaowei? He has always, always..."

"Yes." The old man smiled. "Xiaowei has been a sensible child since he was young. When his grandmother and I go to the fields, he plays in the mud obediently without crying or making a fuss."

Returning to the place where he grew up and seeing his father who was over fifty years old, Liu Yaoguo's emotions, which he had been suppressing, were finally on the verge of exploding.

He followed his wife and father home, tears streaming silently.

The old man said, "You've been busy these past two years. Xiaowei has to take exams for junior high school. I haven't brought him home for several years. I took him out to play during the summer vacation this year. You must bring him home during the winter vacation."

"You don't know, children of this age change a lot, every day they look different. If you don't come back, I'll almost forget what he looks like."

The old man complained a few words, his words full of longing for his grandson.

[Wow, kids this age change a lot, but Grandpa, Xiaowei will never grow up again.]

【Why are you so cruel? I can’t stand it. 】

When people get old, they don't have much else to look forward to, except to have their children and grandchildren around them.

[I can’t say it, I absolutely can’t say it.]

[Forget it, don't tell them. At least I still have a thought.]

【Now that things have come to this, we can no longer hide it.】

[Tragedies of life and death happen every minute and every second in this world. Old people have seen more than us. They can hide it for a while, but they can't. And it seems that they will soon be unable to hide it.]

When he got home, the old man put his hoe against the wall and shouted into the house, "Old woman, Haichun and the others are back!"

The half-closed door was opened from the inside. The old woman, with her coat draped over her shoulders, glanced into the yard and asked, "Who's back?"

"Who else could it be? Your son and daughter-in-law." said the old man.

"Xiaowei is back too?" The old woman stood at the doorway of the room and looked at Liu Yaoguo and the others, taking in their surroundings. "Why isn't Xiaowei with you?"

The old man said, "Xiaowei is in class."

"Mom..." Haichun shouted in a trembling voice.

Liu Yaoguo gritted his teeth and turned his face away.

"What are all these people doing?" the old woman asked in confusion.

Liu Yaoguo quietly wiped away his tears and said, "Dad, Mom, you guys go back to the house first."

"These are my colleagues. We came back today to film a documentary. We also have some things to discuss."

"Oh, then I'll get some water for you."

"I was wondering! Why did you come back so suddenly? And it's about work."

"Grandpa, go take out the pork ribs from the refrigerator and thaw them. We have to have a meal."

Haichun glanced at Liu Yaoguo and sent the two old people back to their room. "Dad, Mom, go back to your room and rest first. We'll do it later."

After helping the two of them up and bringing them into the house and closing the door, Haichun turned around and looked at her husband.

Liu Yaoguo pulled the production crew aside and said, "Master Qianyang, can we keep this a secret for a while longer?"

Qianyang looked at the man's expression on the screen and said, "This is your family matter. You need to make your own decision."

Liu Yaoguo held his wife's hand, took a deep breath, and said, "I'll keep it a secret for as long as I can."

Haichun looked at him and shouted in a trembling voice: "Yaoguo..."

"I can't say it, and I don't want them to know. Let's go back to the village chief's house and ask everyone for help. My parents love Xiaowei too much and can't accept it."

"But...what about the New Year? How can we..."

"Let's talk about it after the New Year."

I support this. After seeing my grandparents, I think it's better to keep it a secret for a while.

Although the old man can’t see me, he still misses me.

AI is now very comprehensive and can generate sound and video. As long as there is a photo of Xiaowei, we can generate videos of him at every age, and we can also video chat.

[This is not bad. Through AI, grandparents can talk to Xiaowei from time to time, so they should feel at ease.]

I think so too.

Qianyang did not express her opinion. Generally speaking, she would not interfere with other people's choices.

After discussing with the program staff, they returned to the door.

The purpose of this trip is just to fulfill Xiaowei's wish and plant locust tree seedlings nearby.

"Have you finished the discussion?" asked the old man.

"Dad, we've discussed it." Liu Yaoguo said.

"Hurry up, I'll take out the cured pork ribs and thaw them. It will be too late if you're late!"

"Um...Yaoguo colleagues, just treat it like your own home, do whatever you need to do, eat at home at night, and have a bed!"

"Thank you, uncle."

Faced with the old man's enthusiasm, everyone in the program crew felt a little guilty, but they didn't dare to show any of it.

"Are you really not going back tonight?" asked the old woman.

"You two are back now, but you left a ten-year-old child alone at home overnight? What if something happens?" asked the old woman.

Liu Yaoguo said: "Mom, we will be back soon."

"Then I'll cook right now. After dinner, I'll go back before it gets dark. Don't let Xiaowei be home alone at night."

"I know, Mom."

"When you get back, ask Xiaowei to call. It's been ages since you last spoke to him."

"Okay, Mom."

Haichun held the locust tree sapling and asked, "Mom, where can I plant a tree near the house?"

The old woman asked, "Why plant trees? Don't mess around. There aren't enough trees in this village."

Haichun said, "Mom, this is what Xiaowei picked. He wants to plant it at home."

The old woman squinted her eyes and pointed to the vegetable patch outside the yard. "Then you can find a place here to plant it."

"good."

[It seems everyone feels a little relieved now that I don't have to say such cruel things.]

[I can't bring myself to say it to the old man, so I might as well just leave it at that.]

[I didn't want to plant a tree because it was too much trouble. When I heard my grandson wanted to plant one, I chose the most conspicuous place.]

[My eyes keep peeing, damn Han Rui, I hate you so much! ]

【Luckily, grandpa and grandma didn't suspect anything.】

Haichun and Liu Yaoguo planted the locust tree seedlings in the vegetable patch and asked, "Master Qianyang, is this all right?"

Qian Yang said: "Well, Xiao Wei will stay here for two days and then leave on his own."

Haichun nodded, "Okay..."

"Yaoguo, Haichun, are you two busy now?" the old woman asked while standing under the eaves.

"What's wrong, Mom?"

"It's cooking in the pot right now. There are some things at home that you can put in the car and take to Xiaowei. We can leave directly after dinner."

Liu Yaoguo nodded, "Okay."

The two men followed the old woman into the main room, one in front and one behind. There was a red wooden cabinet in the room.

The old woman walked to the cupboard and opened the lid.

The cabinet is filled with children's snacks such as yogurt bread and candy.

The old woman said, "No one at home eats these, Xiaowei saved them."

Liu Yaoguo stared blankly at the cabinet full of things, his body as stiff as wood, unable to utter a word.

"Mom..." Haichun shouted in a daze.

[Wow, here's the thing. I'm almost 20, and every time I go back to my hometown, my grandparents always keep the things I loved as a kid.]

My grandma loves to hide things for me. She doesn’t let anyone else eat the snacks at home and leaves them all for me.

These things weren't worth much; they were given out at banquets. Grandpa and grandma didn't touch any of them, nor did they give any to other children. They left them all to Xiaowei.

I'm done. I'm suffocating.

【It turns out that everyone’s grandparents would leave these things to their children. 】

It’s inconvenient to buy things in the countryside. They don’t know that these things are not popular outside.

My God, please open your eyes and let them reunite, okay?

My heart aches.

The old woman bent down and took out two boxes of milk from the cabinet, with some bulk yogurt next to them. Most of them were distributed at the banquet.

The old man thought it was a good thing and kept it in the cabinet.

She took a plastic bag from her apron pocket and immediately filled it with the loose yogurt bread and candies from the cupboard.

I don’t know how long the two old people have been saving these things, the dates on some of the packages have expired.

"Mom..." Haichun grabbed her arm, his voice trembling, "It's expired."

"Expired? Can't eat it anymore?" The old woman picked up a bag of bread and looked at the date on it. "Oh! It's expired. Look at you guys. You haven't brought Xiaowei home for three years, and he hasn't even had a chance to eat these."

The old woman hurriedly took out the contents of the bag, checking the production dates on each package, box, and pill, for fear that her grandson would get an upset stomach.

"Mom, Mom..." Haichun grabbed her hand from behind, "Don't look, don't look..."

Liu Yaoguo stood behind the two of them, gritting his teeth. His tears were like hot irons, burning through his skin, breaking his bones, and poking a big hole in his heart.

The old woman broke free from her hand and, as if possessed by a demon, her movements became increasingly violent.

"Mom." Liu Yaoguo shouted hoarsely.

The old woman stopped moving abruptly.

"Xiaowei...what happened?"

The old woman raised her head, her eyes already red.

【Author’s words】

Thank you for your support, mua