In this same situation, Jian Dan had become numb to refusing. Every time she refused, she would say she was owed a life-saving favor; every time she refused, she would say she was owed a life-saving favor. Since it was just a constant cycle of refusing and refusing, Jian Dan simply stopped refusing altogether.
"Okay, I understand. Xin Xin, come here, this is your brother, and this is your uncle, right?"
Looking at that short buzz cut, Cheng Chao blurted out,
Which one is new?
Simply stare blankly.
"The 'xin' in 'xinxinxiangrong' means 'prosperity and flourishing,' and we are lovely little girls."
Cheng Chao looked at the hair, speechless.
The little girl obediently greeted everyone, ate with them, and wasn't so afraid anymore. She stared at Jian Wenxiu for a long time, then secretly peeked out from beside Jian Dan and whispered, "..."
"Sister, is this uncle?"
He glanced up briefly.
"Yes, didn't you just call me uncle? What's wrong?"
The little girl scratched her head in distress.
"But, but,"
Jian Dan glanced back at Jian Wenxiu, who looked completely bewildered, and then hugged the little girl in his arms.
"Alright, alright, if you have something to say, tell your sister. You forgot, your sister is very strong. She's not even afraid of wild boars, is she?"
The little girl's eyes widened. "Yes, my sister is the best. She's not even afraid of wild boars."
She glanced at Jian Wenxiu again, then whispered in his ear, "..."
"But he's not an uncle, he's a maternal uncle."
What the little girl considered a whisper was nothing compared to the two professionals. It was child's play.
Cheng Chao glanced at Jian Wenxiu, whose brows were tightly furrowed. Jian Wenxiu also glanced at him, then lowered his head and asked softly,
"Whose uncle is he? Who told you that?"
“There are photos at home, and Dad said this is my uncle!”
Then the bad guys came, and Dad burned them all.
After a quick look left and right, I thought the child must have mistaken me for someone else, but seeing the little girl's incredibly serious and stubborn expression, I hesitated.
"You really don't recognize her?"
Cheng Chao scratched his head.
"You probably don't know them, right? If I knew a little kid, I would remember them very well."
Why?"
He nudged Jian Wenxiu beside him with his arm.
"And you? This little guy seems to be talking about you? He's calling you 'uncle,' don't you recognize him?"
Jian Wenxiu's brows were so furrowed they could trap a mosquito, but he didn't deny it, carefully examining Jian Xin's features.
What does it mean to be impatient when looking at something simple?
"Xinxin, tell your sister, is he really your uncle?"
Yes, yes!
The little girl's eyes were filled with curiosity, not excitement or affection at seeing her relatives; she was still nestled in Jian Dan's arms.
"Sister, look, Uncle has a dot on his ear, I remember it. Look, look, there it is."
It was easy to stare, so Jian Wenxiu only glanced at her briefly and didn't quite catch what she was saying. He instinctively covered his ears, while Cheng Chao happily grabbed Jian Wenxiu's hand to look for evidence, quickly exclaiming in surprise.
"Holy crap, it really exists! There's a tiny black mole, not much bigger than a grain of millet. How could this kid remember it?"
Speechless, Jian Wenxiu stared at the girl who had uttered such startling remarks the whole time, but still couldn't figure out whose brat she was.
After staring at it for a long time, I still gave up.
He cleared his throat and asked in his gentlest voice,
"You... really know me?"
The little girl nodded.
"What else did your father say?"
The little girl frowned, clearly unsure of what to say.
After thinking for a moment, she said, "Why don't you tell your sister what Dad did that day, and why he mentioned Uncle?"
It probably wasn't too long ago, or maybe it left a deep impression, because the little girl hardly scratched her head.
"When Dad came back, he was injured and didn't say anything. At night, he held Xiao Shi without saying anything. When it was time to sleep, he showed Xiao Shi a photo and said it was his uncle, so that Xiao Shi could remember it."
The three adults looked at each other. Their simple understanding was that Sheng Zhiyuan had been stimulated or received some news, and was considering Sheng Shi's future, which was why he took out his uncle's photo. But Sheng Shi was just a four-year-old child. Could he really expect her to find someone on her own?
Did Daddy say where Uncle is?
"No, Dad just said something about literary and vernacular Chinese."
"So you burned the photos afterward?"
“Bad people came to our house and smashed everything up. Dad can’t walk anymore. So Dad burned a lot of books and photos. Dad cried and said, ‘What hope is gone, what’s left for them? Sister, what is hope? What are you leaving for anyone?”
The tragedy of this era has already been directly confronted.
However, it seems that this matter is now beyond her control.
Looking up at the opposite side, I saw that Jian Wenxiu had already stood up, his hands clenched tightly.
Beneath the uniform, the veins on his arms were bulging, his lips were tightly pursed, and his eyes were wide open, giving him an expression that looked like he wanted to devour someone.
Cheng Chao, standing beside him, was clearly not on the same level, but he also noticed something was wrong and gently tugged at his sleeve.
"Be careful, you're scaring the child."
After speaking to Jian Wenxiu, he leaned against her again. The little girl was clearly not very scared, and her eyes were full of curiosity as she looked at Jian Wenxiu.
Jian Wenxiu seemed not to hear, and asked, word by word,
Where is your father?
Although she likes simplicity, the little girl really misses being away from her father who is always with her. She had other things to do and hadn't put her mind to this yet, but upon hearing this, she immediately pouted and her eyes reddened.
At a quick glance, I immediately assigned them tasks.
"Xin Xin, I just remembered that there are still delicious watermelons in the cellar."
Where are you taking that young man, okay? He's strong; he can carry Xin Xin and lift Da Gua.
"Have the young man take you downstairs, and you can pick out a nice-looking dish so we can eat together, okay?"
Jian Dan suddenly spoke, and her voice wasn't quiet. Although it was abrupt, it interrupted the little girl's thoughts. Tears were still welling up in her eyes; she blinked several times, but they didn't fall.
"A big watermelon?"
The Sheng family was well-off, and the young girl had certainly enjoyed good food before, though that was in the past. Come to think of it, she still retained a vague resemblance to that of someone else.
"Is it that sweet, red melon?"
Cheng Chao, being perceptive, quickly got up and came over as well.
"Oh my, you have such a good thing?"
"Quick, quick, little Xin Xin, where's the cellar? Brother Cheng Chao will take you on an adventure!"
An adventure?
I had just started thinking about watermelon when this new word distracted me again.
What is exploration?
Without a word, Cheng Chao snatched the child from Jian Dan's arms, grabbed him by the armpits, and dragged him out.
"Let's go, let's go on an adventure!"
The cellar was inside the house, and with Cheng Chao there, Jian Dan wasn't worried about safety.
I just gave one piece of advice.
"There's a flashlight in the kitchen cabinet."
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