Chapter 32: The uncle who made the dim sum is going to die!
Third Master Tai was worried and came forward to ask, "Sixth Master, are you okay?"
"It's okay, Third Brother, don't worry. It's just that the third brother caused some minor trouble, and I'll clean up his mess for him." Old Master Tai said vaguely, and Third Master Tai didn't ask any further questions.
Which kid doesn’t get into trouble?
What father doesn’t clean up the mess for his son?
This is so normal.
Master Tai San nodded at Tai Jiye, and said with a hint of gloating, "Be careful or your father will beat you up!"
Tai Jiye was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, and walked into the house with his head hung low.
When only his family members were left, Old Master Tai said, "I know these people are the ones who beat you up earlier. They were the ones who deliberately tricked you into gambling and borrowing money."
"Dad! Then why are you so polite to them? Even if we can't fight back, we can't flatter them like this." Tai Jiye was not convinced. Tai Jizu and others didn't say anything, but it was obvious that they thought the same.
The old man took a puff of his pipe and tapped it on the edge of the kang a few times, then whispered instructions to his children and grandchildren.
"You know what? These hooligans have no home or job, so they have no scruples. If we confront them head-on, we'll probably be the ones who suffer in the end.
“Beating them up today might make you feel better, but after your family members return to the village, you’ll be left alone. If they continue to cause trouble for you, it will be endless and you’ll become a mortal enemy!
"Besides, they are usually feared and looked down upon by others. But if someone treats them sincerely and acts like a decent person, they will stop bullying."
Tai Jiye thought what he said made sense and looked much better.
The old man held his granddaughter in his arms, weighed the fat girl, and became more disgusted with his son.
"You're not as sensible as Zhuzhu. Zhuzhu coaxed me into opening my heart with just a few snacks!"
After that, he lowered his voice and continued, "Besides, these people tricked you into gambling and secretly beat you up. It wasn't their intention. Someone paid them to do it."
"Dad, is there really someone behind this? I said I didn't offend them, so why did they pick on me and cause trouble?" Tai Jiye was surprised and asked quickly, "Who is behind this?"
"This man surnamed Li is the posthumous son of a veteran who died in battle. Knowing I was also a veteran, he felt guilty and told me a few truths. He gave them ten taels of silver and asked them to seduce you into paying your gambling debts, the more the better. They didn't even see the man's face, but they knew he was short, a little dirty, and spoke in a hoarse voice."
Tai Jiye and Tai Jizu looked at each other, feeling somewhat discouraged.
There are a lot of people like this in the city, and it is impossible to tell who is behind the bad things.
The old man advised, "Don't worry about it, just do what you need to do. I know what I'm doing. If it doesn't work once or twice, I'll be able to catch this guy if I do it more often."
Now that things have come to this, there's nothing we can do but leave it at that.
After dinner, everyone worked again by light of the lamp and did not go to bed until three o'clock in the morning.
The next day, as soon as the sky brightened, everyone had breakfast, those who were chiseling ice continued to go out of the city, and those who were carving continued to use their knives.
Tai Jiye estimated that the number of ice sculptures ordered by the government was sufficient, so he arranged to transport them over by cart.
Yang Lihua helped to count to see if anything was missed.
Tai Yonglu and Tai Yongyue were curious about what the yamen looked like, and they surrounded their uncle with smiles, wanting to go in and broaden their horizons.
Tai Jiye was not married yet, and he treated his nephew as his own son, so he naturally agreed.
Tai Yonglu and Tai Yongyue danced with joy and ran around the yard.
Grandpa Tai hugged his granddaughter, who was wrapped up like a cotton ball, and scolded her with a smile, "You little brat is always making trouble. My Zhuzhu is the most well-behaved."
After saying that, he pulled the rabbit fur hat for his granddaughter, but saw that her head looked a little wilted, so he quickly touched her head, fortunately it was not hot.
"Zhuzhu, tell grandpa why you are unhappy. Did your brothers steal your snacks?"
The old man teased his granddaughter, hoping that she would say a few more words.
Unfortunately, the little boy was still listless and hugged his grandfather's neck without saying a word.
The old man became a little anxious, worried that the child was feeling unwell.
Fortunately, Milk Ball leaned over to his ear and finally spoke.
"Grandpa, the uncle who made the dim sum is dying."
The old man didn't react for a long time, and suddenly he remembered the three men last night, and his face changed.
"Zhuzhu, are you talking about the three uncles who had dinner at our house last night and ate chicken legs with you?"
"Yeah!" The little kid nodded his little head, with some confusion and fear in his big eyes.
"Grandpa, they have black hair on their heads. They are going to die. They will never see their father, mother, and grandfather again..."
The old man's heart was pounding. He quickly looked around to make sure there was no one around, but he still carried his granddaughter into the house and asked in a low voice.
"Zhuzhu, if you can see black spots on someone's head, that means they're going to die, right?"
Zhuzhu nodded, her chubby little face full of seriousness.
"Zhuzhu can see that Grandpa is black, then turns gray, and then turns white. Daddy is black..."
Naituanzi was also patient and talked about it to everyone in the family.
The old man tried hard to analyze it for a while, and when he looked at his granddaughter again, the look in his eyes was not only of love, but also of gratitude.
According to the granddaughter, the tops of the heads of the family members were originally black, and gradually turned into the white color they are today.
And this change is due to good things happening one after another at home.
These good things happened because my granddaughter woke up from her dementia...
It can be said that it was the granddaughter who saved the whole family!
He hugged his granddaughter tightly, wanting to say something but not knowing where to start.
At this moment, the gate of the courtyard was suddenly knocked loudly.
The people in the yard were startled. Tai Jizong hurried to open the door, but three or four police officers walked in.
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