When Lu Cijiu came out of the mall, he still couldn't understand the young mother's final blessing smile. He always felt that something was strange, but he couldn't tell what it was.
Forget it, never mind.
After the Ghost Festival, the temperature dropped a bit, so summer clothes were on sale. The new autumn styles were very expensive. Lu Cijiu planned to buy thick autumn clothes online, which would be more cost-effective.
On the way back home with the kittens, we passed by a candy store. The kittens usually had no expression, but now they had soft little faces and very small movements. They glanced at the candies in the window.
"Let's buy some candy, but don't eat too much every day." Lu Cijiu brought the kids in.
The kitten's eyes curved. He was still very young, usually quiet and not very talkative. Unlike Dudu's adorable little face, the kitten was the quiet type, with a plain face and no particular emotions. Even if he liked or disliked something, his expression was subtle.
This candy shop sells handmade candies, which are a bit more expensive. There are black and white pandas, pink Hello Kitty, and all kinds of marshmallows, fruit candies, and chocolates. They are beautifully made and sparkle in the glass window with the lights.
It looks delicious.
Not only the kitten couldn't take its eyes off the glass, but the other three kittens were like little bumpkins, pressing their little paws against the glass and making "wow" sounds one after another.
"Which one do you want?"
Lu Cijiu was carrying a small basket and asking the kids, and he saw four white, tender and chubby fingers, each with their own ideas, tapping the glass and saying sweetly: "Black and white.", "Pink, beautiful wine." Dudu widened his eyes.
I was touched by how cute it was.
"Where's the kitten?"
The kitten said slowly, "Cat."
"Okay." Lu Cijiu looked over and saw a marshmallow in the shape of a kitten. It was very cute.
After asking the four of them, Lu Cijiu saw the eldest son standing there like a cooling pillar. Especially with his height of over 1.9 meters, he was simply scary to everyone.
"Brother Gong, what would you like to order?" Lu Cijiu asked with concern.
Gong Xichao seemed to be unconcerned and casually clicked, "This."
I thought to myself, "I didn't know you've been staring at that blue fish for a long time." Lu Cijiu thought to himself. But when he looked at the chubby blue fish, it looked a bit like the young Kun from Gong Xichao's dream—similarly fat.
Suddenly, he smiled sincerely and said, "This fish is really cute."
Gong Xichao glanced at the human, his expression struggling slightly, but in the end he didn't say something like "This fat fish is not as cute as my real body" because he wanted to save face.
Besides, he is not a fish.
While paying the bill, a shrill horn blared outside the door, and the woman cried miserably, "Please, everyone, save me, save my son. This unscrupulous businessman, Zhou Jianmin, killed my son. Please give me justice."
"Here they go again." The shop attendant glanced outside and said helplessly, "It's been three days. This mall belongs to Mr. Zhou, but he's not here. He comes here yelling every night. How can we do business? No one's doing anything about it."
The cashier said, "Forget it. It's quite pitiful. I heard that woman is mentally ill. Who would dare to chase away a crazy person? If she stabs you, you won't even be able to complain."
"Yeah, she's been talking nonsense, constantly accusing Mr. Zhou of harming her son, saying he replaced her son's brain with his own. What nonsense." The waiter said with a look of nonsense on his face, "If I could really replace a brain, I'd hope for a smarter one."
"Who isn't?" The cashier paid the bill.
Lu Cijiu, holding the candy, listened to the conversation between the two people thoughtfully and took the children out. Pushing open the glass door, the loud speaker sounded even louder, and the woman screamed madly and shrilly, "Zhou Jianmin, you bastard, Zhou Jianmin, you shall not die well..."
This is a busy commercial area, and there are many people around pointing and talking, but they are all far away.
"Chirp." Dalong looked up.
Dudu was a little afraid to get close to Jiujiu.
Lu Cijiu said: "It's okay, go and have a look, maybe someone needs help."
In the crowd, a middle-aged woman with plain clothes and disheveled hair was sitting on the ground, holding a boy of seven or eight years old. The boy had his eyes open but a dull look. His originally pretty face was drooling, like a fool.
Soon, the mall security stepped in to stop them and maintain order, saying, "Everyone, stop looking. This guy has a mental problem. He might hurt you."
The onlookers took a few steps back.
"Zhou Jianmin is so heartless that he harmed my son. He will get his retribution." The woman kept repeating to herself.
The security guard said, "You said Mr. Zhou harmed your son. Sister, please call the police. It's hard for us to stop you from disrupting order at the mall entrance. If you continue like this, we will call the police."
"Yes, you said Zhou Jianmin harmed your son. Tell us how he did it?" the onlookers shouted.
Also curious.
The middle-aged woman gnashed her teeth and said, "Zhou Jianmin transplanted my son's brain into his own. My son was originally smart, but his son was a fool. Now my son has become like this. Who else could it be but him? He is so unscrupulous that he deserves to be struck by lightning."
Onlookers: ...
"I said he was a lunatic, shouting here every day at six o'clock."
"A lunatic mother gave birth to a fool. It's a genetic problem. And he's also a scoundrel with a big brain, Zhou Jianmin."
"Mr. Zhou usually does charity work and is a good man. Otherwise, why would this madman be yelling here? If he really did something bad, would he yell like that?"
"Yeah yeah."
The woman listened to the onlookers pointing and talking, treating her like a lunatic and not believing anything she said. She was isolated and helpless. She was uneducated and couldn't explain herself clearly. In a moment of grief and anger, she pulled out a knife from her bag, causing an uproar.
"What the hell, what a lunatic."
The woman's eyes were red and she stared at the onlookers with hatred, "You are all murderers. Zhou Jianmin, I will become a ghost and come to take your whole family's life—"
The older woman was agitated and furious. The security guards nearby were watching but no one dared to intervene. A tragedy was about to unfold when a young man's voice rang out from the crowd: "I can save your son."
The tip of the knife cut the skin, blood splattered, and it was barely enough to help.
Looking toward the source of the voice, I saw a young man in the crowd with naturally curly black hair, probably in his early twenties, very handsome and energetic. It was Lu Cijiu.
"Can you save my son?" The eldest sister was desperate, her eyes full of hope.
Someone in the crowd kindly advised the young man, "This guy is crazy, don't try to be a hero."
"Yes, I have a knife in my hand and I'm going to stab you to death."
The eldest sister was forced into a desperate situation. She was not afraid of death. Her mind was no longer rational. She was desperately clinging to hope and asked, "Can you really save my son?"
"You can talk about it for a few days first." Lu Cijiu asked the kids to stay with Gong Xichao to eat candy. He walked over and the crowd of onlookers made way for him. When he reached the woman, Lu Cijiu squatted down and looked at the elder sister at eye level, saying, "Don't be impatient. Take your time and explain clearly."
"It's been five days. Guangzong has been like this for five days."
Lu Cijiu glanced at the child, nodded and said, "It's not too late."
The eldest sister burst into tears. Finally, someone believed her over the past three days, and she told her everything. Her name was Huang Hui, and a fellow villager worked as a nanny for the wealthy Zhou Jianmin. Seven days ago, the villager called her and said they were short of staff, with good wages and benefits, and wanted Huang Hui to come over and work with them.
Huang Hui's husband died young, and her parents-in-law also passed away a few years later. The small village was closed and superstitious, and people said Huang Hui had killed her husband and parents-in-law, and was a jinx. Huang Hui was a fierce and strong woman, otherwise it would be difficult for a widow with a son to live with this reputation.
Rumors can kill her.
Her son Guangzong is smart and clever, but the school conditions in the village are poor. Huang Hui is tempted when she hears from her fellow villagers how good the school is and how kind the rich man is about the monthly benefits, but she is worried about her son.
"...She said that the master was kind-hearted and agreed because he felt sorry for me. If Guangzong can still attend a good elementary school, I will bring him here." Huang Hui said.
The onlookers heard this and said, "Zhou Jianmin is a really nice guy. He even hired a nanny to look after his children." "Yeah, Mr. Zhou probably didn't expect his kind act would backfire." "I think this guy is trying to scam Zhou Jianmin."
Because Huang Hui's talk of brain-swapping is pure nonsense in this day and age. Who would take it seriously? On the contrary, there are many news reports about shrews/hooligan old ladies trying to scam rich people. When compared, it's obvious which one is real and which one is fake.
"It's not me. It was Zhou Jianmin who harmed my Guangzong." Huang Hui angrily retorted with an excited expression when she heard the discussion.
The onlookers were shocked and whispered, "This woman is really crazy."
"Young man, don't go over there. Be careful."
"Maybe these two are just acting. I've seen a lot of scams. Don't talk about donating money for a while, okay?"
"I really didn't lie, I really didn't lie." Huang Hui murmured to herself.
Lu Cijiu nodded, his eyes calm, and said, "I believe you. Go on, and explain the changes in the child on the same day."
Huang Hui burst into tears when she heard someone believed her. With red eyes, she continued, "I went there for two days. Zhou Jianmin and his wife were very welcoming at first. Zhou Jianmin's wife was especially kind to my son, asking a lot of questions. Five days ago, I was sleeping very soundly. I woke up in the middle of the night to find Guangzong missing. Later, I found him in the garden, covered in mud and stone cold. After waking up, Guangzong had become demented and didn't recognize anyone..."
At first, Huang Hui thought her son was sick due to the cold and didn't think much about it. She took her son to the hospital. The examination showed that there was nothing wrong. Huang Hui was a little anxious and returned to Zhou's house. The Zhou's housekeeper said that your condition doesn't look good. The wife is kind enough to give you some extra money. You should take the child back first, otherwise you won't be able to work if the child stays here.
Huang Hui still felt that the Zhou couple were kind-hearted, so she took the money. However, seeing her son was stupid, she felt confused and at a loss. She had no husband, and her only hope was Guangzong. Her son was smart, so she wanted him to study hard and become a successful person as soon as possible.
"Three days ago, my fellow villager told me in a veiled way that I just realized Zhou Jianmin's son suddenly became smart. He used to be dumb, but when my son became dumb, his son became smart. It's not that he just changed his brain."
Thanks to Huang Hui's feudal superstitions in her small mountain village, there was a fortune teller in the village. Huang Hui was quite sensitive to these things. In addition, she couldn't take care of the child no matter what she did. She went to Zhou Jianmin's house again, but the family refused to recognize her and she couldn't even get in. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong, so she ran to the entrance of Zhou Jianmin's shopping mall to complain about her injustice.
There are too many people at night, so Huang Hui takes her children to the temple/Taoist temple to worship during the day, but it is of no use.
"Sister, you should go to the hospital, not a temple or a Taoist temple."
"I remember hearing in the news that Zhou Jianmin's son wasn't stupid, but rather quite adorable. I looked for it—and oh, I found it. Look at this photo, taken four years ago. How does this child look stupid?"
The onlookers saw the mobile phone news report and saw that Zhou Jianmin's youngest son was indeed wearing a small suit, with clear eyes and a lovely appearance. He was not stupid at all. Everyone looked at Huang Hui with even more contempt. What a liar!
"I'm not a liar," Huang Hui shouted. But her eyes wavered. She felt something was wrong, but she couldn't explain it. But after hearing everyone's comments, she began to wonder if she was being overly suspicious.
Lu Cijiu touched Guangzong's head, from the top of his head to the back of his neck.
"It was exchanged for wisdom."
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