"Okay, let me find out about this person first. If he's not well, Grandpa and Grandma, you can come with us to stay in the county town for a while. If there aren't any major problems, we won't force you, okay?"
He also knew that the four elderly people could stay for a day or two, but they couldn't stay any longer.
"Just listen to Chengcheng, you should inquire about it first."
Grandpa and Grandma Zhou were extremely anxious. They didn't understand what they were saying, only half of what they heard. Seeing that they had finished talking, Grandma Zhou grabbed Grandma Qian's hand.
"Tell me quickly, what exactly happened?"
It had been so long since the incident, Grandma Qian recounted it to her maternal grandmother as she recalled it.
Grandma Zhou slapped her thigh: "How can there be such a person? That scar on the back of Xiaoxiao's head was from that time?"
"But for some reason, I was almost scared to death at the time. There was so much blood. If her third uncle hadn't gone to find her, she would have drowned even if she had been in the water."
"My God, how old was that child back then? How could he be so malicious?"
"If the upper beam is crooked, the lower beam will be crooked too. If the grandfather and father are both spies, how can the child be a good person? That child has loved to bully the children in the village since he was a child. There is no child of the same age who has not been bullied by him."
"I thought everything was fine after we sent him away, but who would have thought he'd come back? He probably didn't have anything good in mind."
Grandma Zhou was also worried: "I'm determined to make Little Potato go back with them today, no matter what."
The two old ladies exchanged a glance and nodded. Even if Little Potato cried today, they couldn't feel sorry for him; it was too dangerous to leave the child here.
When Qian Xiao and his wife left in the afternoon, they were both worried and wanted to go back as soon as possible to find out what was going on with Wang Xuewen.
Little Potato probably sensed something was wrong; he was unusually well-behaved today and didn't dawdle or try to avoid going home.
No one in the village knew where Wang Xuewen's family had been sent, but the police station should have a record. Fortunately, Sun Kaicheng knew a few people, so although finding the old case files was a bit troublesome, it wasn't impossible.
Just two days later, they received definite news that Wang Xuewen had escaped several years earlier. However, after escaping, he reportedly found a corpse with its face slashed.
Wang Xuewen's grandmother died not long after she went to the farm. His mother stayed for less than a year before running off with someone. Wang Xuewen had no one he knew, and no one could go with him to identify the real body. So they just assumed that was Wang Xuewen.
Who would have thought that this person wasn't dead at all, and even reappeared in Qianjiatun many years later? Well, as a fugitive, we have a reason to arrest him directly, but the most crucial thing now is that we can't find any trace of him. Only Qian Xiao and Sun Kaicheng saw him once.
We didn't even get a clear look at him, and we couldn't be sure that the person was definitely Wang Xuewen. So things were delayed. How could we find him without even a specific target?
At first, she was worried, but as time went on, she relaxed a lot. Qian Xiao watched her son sitting in the chair, quietly reading a comic book, as if he knew all the words on it.
"Little Potato, do you recognize the words on this page? Do you want Mommy to teach you how to read?"
Little Potato reluctantly put down the comic book in his hand. His mother was bored again: "Mom, I know most of the words on this. If you put them together, you can guess what it means."
Qian Xiao was genuinely surprised. She knew her son could read, but only simple words like "one, two, three." Who would have thought he could read picture books on his own? She thought he was just pretending when she saw him holding a book before.
"Who taught you?"
“Great-grandfather, and then there are all the grandfathers and great-grandfathers.”
The little potato's great-grandfather is Grandpa Zhou, and his great-grandfather is his own grandfather. There's no way around it; according to the generational hierarchy, he has to call them both great-grandfathers, so this is the only way to distinguish them.
As for the grandfather and great-grandfather, they were the old people in the cowshed. Qian Xiao had almost no contact with those people. Even when sending them gifts, it was Sun Kaicheng who did it, since they were all old friends of the Sun family's grandfather.
It has to be said that those are all real big shots. Even if they only teach their son a little bit, it would be enough for him.
Those people had a very low profile in the village. The villagers never gossiped about them, and they never showed up in front of the villagers. It was as if they lived on opposite ends of a parallel line, living in strange harmony without disturbing each other.
Even during the worst years of the disturbances, the villagers never bothered those people. They would only give reports when people from the commune came. There was absolutely no beating or scolding. The fact that those people were allowed into their village was considered a good thing.
"But you still have many words you don't know, do you need Mom to teach you?"
"No need, I can look it up in the dictionary myself when I get back. You go about your business." His mother had a wicked sense of humor and liked to tease the child. He didn't believe his mother would teach him properly.
"Wow, our little potato can even use a dictionary? How come my son is so amazing?"
Little Potato didn't reply, but simply lowered his head and continued reading his comic book, knowing that saying more would only lead to more mistakes.
Qian Xiao curled her lip, looking bored. Her son was too dull. After coming back, the kid only went to daycare for half a day before refusing to go again, saying that it was a place for little kids and that he was too big for it.
The little boy, with a serious face, said, "I'm a big kid now, I can't mess around with other kids anymore." I almost laughed until I cried without paying him.
However, she wouldn't force her child to go if he didn't want to. She could only bring him to the office every day to go to work with her. Her child was really quiet, spending his days reading the books he brought. When he got tired, he would go to sleep on the little bed she made for him, which didn't interfere with Qian Xiao's work at all.
The office door was suddenly opened, and the mother and daughter turned around to look. Sun Kaicheng walked in, his head covered in sweat.
"dad."
Sun Kaicheng patted his son's head: "Read your book."
Qian Xiao pushed her teacup over: "What's wrong? Why are you in such a hurry? What happened?"
Sun Kaicheng gulped down the entire cup of tea: "I just received news that livestock in the village have been disappearing without a trace lately, and even the grain and vegetable fields have been destroyed."
"Could it be that some large wild animal has come down from the mountain to wreak havoc?"
Sun Kaicheng shook his head: "No, someone saw a figure from behind and was sure it was a person, but they don't know who did these things. The villagers have organized patrols, but they haven't caught anyone yet."
"Last night, that man sneaked into the cowshed and almost hurt the people inside. It was that new mule in the cowshed that started braying for some reason; otherwise, who knows what serious incident might have occurred."
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