Chapter 403: The Prodigal Mrs. Luo Turns Her Life into a Famine
"Xinxin? You're finally back. Where's your grandpa? Did something happen to him?"
When she saw Luo Xinxin, Mrs. Luo was stunned for a moment, then rushed over excitedly and asked several questions in one breath.
"He has something to do. He will be back later."
Luo Xinxin answered vaguely, saying that Luo Weian's trip to Southeast Asia was a secret and could not be told to anyone.
But when Old Mrs. Luo heard it, she thought that something had really happened to the old man, and her granddaughter didn't tell her because she was afraid that she would worry.
She had been worried for a month, and finally her heart died completely. She felt like she had lost her parents, and tears streamed down her face.
"When did your grandfather pass away? Did he pass away after the seventh day? Was he miserable when he passed away? Where are his ashes?"
Old Mrs. Luo asked tearfully, her heart broken and extremely uncomfortable.
Although the old man has not been very nice recently, he still doted on her for the past few decades. He just went out on a business trip and is gone. Who can she rely on in the future?
She is alone in the northwest where there is nothing and no one to rely on. How will she survive in the future?
Thinking of the sad things, Old Mrs. Luo cried even more bitterly, tears streaming down her face, and anyone who heard them felt sad.
Luo Xinxin was speechless. She had never seen anyone with such a good imagination. The lively Luo Weian was killed by just a few words from this old lady.
In the luxurious Yang family mansion in Nanyang, Luo Weian, who was enjoying the attentive service of the servants, suddenly sneezed. He blew his nose with a handkerchief and said to the servant waiting beside him, "Turn down the air conditioning."
"yes!"
The servant acted quickly and soon the air conditioner was turned down, and the temperature in the room rose a little. Luo Weian was very satisfied and prepared to take a nap and check Mr. Yang's pulse in the evening.
Since returning to Nanyang, Mr. Yang has been busy with work and can only see people at dinner every day. Mr. Yang respects Luo Weian very much and has dinner with him every day, and chats with some acquaintances they know each other.
Mr. Yang lived in Shanghai for a year and worked in a foreign company. He knew many wealthy people in Shanghai. Luo Weian was a famous doctor in Shanghai, and the Luo family was also a well-known family in Shanghai. He basically knew all these wealthy people, so they had a lot of common topics in this regard.
Luo Weian was lying on the luxurious big bed. The sun was scorching outside, but the room was cool. He had to cover himself with a blanket for a nap. There were various fruits and snacks on the coffee table. Every piece of decoration was very valuable, and there were servants available at any time.
The life at the Yang family these days made him feel as if he had returned to the time before liberation. Back then, their Luo family also had such a grand occasion. Alas!
Luo Weian was melancholy for only a few seconds, and soon returned to normal. He had a good attitude. Compared with other people, he and the old woman were already very lucky. They had their granddaughter to protect them. They didn't suffer any hardship or go hungry after going to the farm. When he returned, he could take off his hat and no longer had to bend over.
Luo Weian, who was far away in Southeast Asia, lived a good life with a horde of servants and was reluctant to leave. Before he came here, he was determined not to come, but now he didn't want to go back.
Luo Weian quickly killed this dangerous idea. No matter how good Nanyang was, it was not China after all, and his granddaughter was not around. He was alone in a foreign country and would definitely not be able to protect himself. It would be better for him to go back.
Old Mrs. Luo from the farm was still crying and talking about how miserable her life was. She scolded Luo Weian for leaving her and leaving her alone to suffer in this world.
"My life is so miserable. How am I going to live in the future..."
Old Mrs. Luo cried sadly, like someone at a funeral, which gave Luo Xinxin a headache. The old woman talked too much. She wanted to explain several times but couldn't get a word in.
"If you can't live, then die!"
Luo Xinxin retorted unhappily and simply didn't bother to explain.
Old Mrs. Luo's eyes went dark and her body swayed a few times. She quickly grabbed the handlebars of the bicycle and continued to stand firmly, but a little crookedly.
"Xinxin, where are your grandfather's ashes? They must be brought back to Shanghai and cannot be buried in a foreign land!" the old lady asked in grief.
"How can there be ashes if he's not dead?"
Luo Xinxin choked out something, but her voice was drowned out by the surprised voice of the passing auntie, "Doctor Luo is dead? I knew it, he hasn't been back for over a month, he must have died outside, Ma Yinzhang, you're a widow!"
The old lady's voice was not only loud but also very sharp. The high-octave voice completely drowned out Luo Xinxin's words. Old Mrs. Luo didn't hear a word she said. She only heard that she was going to be a widow. The tears that had just stopped flowing began to flow again.
Moreover, the aunt's shout attracted several people. When they found out, it turned out that Doctor Luo had died. No one was surprised. There had been no news for more than a month, and everyone on the farm thought something must have happened. It turned out to be just as they expected.
Everyone was talking at once to comfort the heartbroken old lady Luo, and no one noticed Luo Xinxin standing next to her, looking speechless.
"My grandfather is not dead, he is alive and well. Why are you making up rumors? If I hear anyone on the farm saying that my grandfather is dead, don't blame me for being rude!" Luo Xinxin shouted.
"Not dead? Then why don't you come back?"
Everyone was skeptical.
"If you don't come back, there must be something wrong. I'll come back when I'm done with it!"
Luo Xinxin rolled her eyes and yelled at the still crying Old Lady Luo: "If you keep crying and make Grandpa cry to death, you will really become a widow!"
Mrs. Luo's crying suddenly stopped. She wiped her tears frantically and asked anxiously, "Is your grandfather really still alive?"
Luo Xinxin didn't say anything, rolled her eyes at her, and then rode away on her bike.
Only then did Old Mrs. Luo feel relieved. At least he was not dead, and she didn't have to be a widow anymore.
She trotted after him and asked loudly, "Xinxin, when will your grandpa come back?"
This month she did all the work at home and outside by herself. Life was so hard. It was more comfortable when the old man was at home.
Luo Xinxin ignored her and rode her bike back home. The house was quite tidy. Old Mrs. Luo loved cleanliness and would definitely not let the room be dirty.
She checked the rice jar and found that there was not much rice or flour left, and the meat and eggs were gone. There were still some leftovers in the cupboard, including stewed cabbage with potatoes and half a sorghum bun. No wonder the old lady had lost so much weight all of a sudden.
Old Mrs. Luo came back panting. Seeing Luo Xinxin checking the cabinet, she complained aggrievedly, "I'm out of money and notes. I'm eating cabbage and potatoes every day. I'm out of oil. If you don't come back soon, I'm going to starve to death!"
"Grandpa didn't leave you any money? Even if you don't have money to buy meat, we still have chickens at home, so we can always eat eggs, right?"
Luo Xinxin couldn't understand how this old woman could live such a hard life.
Although Luo Weian left in a hurry, he must have left some money, including two people's wages, and raised chickens and grew vegetables. It was only a month, so how could he have fallen to the point of eating cabbage and potatoes for every meal?
"What can I buy with that little money? I can't even buy a few bananas. The chickens were eaten by weasels, not a single one is left. Xinxin, I also borrowed 20 yuan from Xiaoxiang, can you help me pay her back?"
Old Mrs. Luo was a little embarrassed at first, but she became confident later on. She said, "She is old, so what's wrong with wanting to eat something good?"
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