Chapter 232 Grandpa and Grandma
Wei Cuilan also often felt that Xiaobao was not actually looking at her husband, and his eyes were often unfocused somewhere else.
Sometimes when there was no one else in the room, Wei Cuilan could vaguely hear:
"Thank you, Grandpa."
“…Will he die?”
These kinds of words were all from Xiaobao's voice, and it sounded like he was talking to someone, but the other person never showed up.
Her husband's fever lasted for several days, coming and going. She asked several doctors to see him, but they all said he had caught a cold and prescribed some medicine and told him to rest for a few days.
A few days later, her husband's illness really got better, and Wei Cuilan finally breathed a sigh of relief. However, what she didn't expect was that after her husband was able to get out of bed, the first thing he did was to beat Xiaobao again.
He beat and cursed at the same time, saying that the brat was a traitor who only helped the ghosts to bully his father.
He also kept saying that the boy was possessed by an evil spirit and that he had to be kept under close watch from now on and not be allowed to step out of the house, lest he attract some unclean creatures from outside.
Having said that, Wei Cuilan sighed deeply:
"Master, my husband firmly believes this child and says he is possessed by evil spirits. Only by keeping him at home can we prevent him from bringing disaster upon himself."
"But I always feel something is wrong, but my husband won't let me take Xiaobao out."
"That's why I took Xiaobao out here to try my luck while he was drunk and asleep. Actually, I've heard about your deeds a long time ago, but I never thought I'd actually find Tianming Pavilion."
Wei Cuilan stood up and bowed deeply to Yun Qingqing, saying:
"Master, please help us."
Yun Qingqing listened to her in silence and suddenly asked:
"Your husband is not Xiaobao's biological father, right?"
Wei Cuilan's expression paused, and she looked at Xiaobao hesitantly.
But Xiaobao, who had been silent all this time, looked up at her and said calmly:
"He's not my biological father. I've known that for a long time."
“…” Wei Cuilan’s expression changed, she sighed and nodded.
"In fact, Xiaobao's biological father passed away not long after I gave birth to him. I remarried my current husband with the child."
"But..." She looked at her son with some confusion and asked, "When did you know? How did you know?"
Xiaobao still said calmly:
"My grandparents told me."
Wei Cuilan took a breath and said a little excitedly:
"Where did you get your grandparents? Both your biological father's parents and your current father's parents are long gone! Are you done yet? Do you think it's fun to scare us with something like this?"
"I know you hate him for beating and scolding you, but even if you want revenge, you should take it out on him! I'm your mother! How have I ever wronged you? You actually scare me like this every day..."
Wei Cuilan became more and more excited as she spoke, and in the end she burst into tears, as if she had completely forgotten where she was.
Yun Qingqing knew that she needed an emotional breakthrough, so she waited quietly without disturbing her.
She silently observed the little boy for a while, only to see that he sat in his seat with an expressionless face, eyes downcast, motionless, as if the person crying beside him was not his mother, but a stranger who had nothing to do with him.
The little boy who should be a lively, naughty and young boy, just sat there like a sculpture.
Yun Qingqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief and calculated a fortune with her fingers.
After the hexagram came out, she was stunned for a moment, and her eyes looking at Xiaobao were more profound.
But she said nothing until Wei Cuilan's crying gradually subsided. Then she handed her a handkerchief to wipe her tears, stood up and said:
"Let's go. To resolve this matter, we still have to go to your house."
Wei Cuilan looked up at her blankly, and suddenly retreated:
"What... going home?"
"Or...or just forget it..." she murmured.
Yun Qingqing's eyes were slightly cold:
"Since you've come to me today, the cause and effect have already been established. I'm afraid this matter is no longer something you can decide."
Wei Cuilan's expression changed, and she suddenly stood up, speaking with renewed vigor:
"But I only came to you to help my little treasure get rid of the evil spirit. I never asked you to come to my house!"
"If you're truly capable, then don't let Xiaobao attract those unclean things and cause unrest in our home! What's your purpose in coming to my house if you don't put any effort into Xiaobao?"
Yun Qingqing had been talking to her patiently, but seeing her attitude, she stopped being polite.
She looked at Wei Cuilan coldly and said:
"You know exactly what's causing the unrest in your home, don't you? Is it really this poor child of yours?"
"Or your husband who has no achievements outside the home, only knows how to bully his wife and children at home, and beats and scolds them to vent his anger at the slightest disagreement?"
Wei Cuilan's face flushed red, and after choking for a long time, she managed to say:
"That's our family affair! Why do you, an outsider, have the right to interfere?"
Yun Qingqing sneered:
"I don't mind your family affairs, but what I want to intervene in is not your family affairs, but two murders!"
"What!" Wei Cuilan was stunned for a moment, then immediately screamed, "Don't talk nonsense! Even if our family doesn't have any special abilities, we have always abided by the law. How could we be involved in a murder case?"
"I respect you as the legendary Master of the Tianming Pavilion, who has been kind to countless people. That's why I came to you for help. How could you use something like a murder case to harm our family?"
Seeing that she was so stubborn and escaping from reality, and didn't even have the courage to find out the truth, Yun Qingqing ran out of patience.
She stretched out her hand towards Xiaobao and said:
"Xiaobao, come here."
"Xiaobao, don't pay attention to her, let's go home!" Wei Cuilan angrily pulled Xiaobao's arm and was about to leave.
But the little boy, who had been quiet and well-behaved and showed no emotion, suddenly shook off her hand and walked towards Yun Qingqing.
Wei Cuilan was stunned and looked at him in disbelief:
"Xiaobao, you... don't you even recognize your mother?"
The little boy looked at her expressionlessly, walked straight to Yun Qingqing, took her hand, and looked up at her quietly.
Yun Qingqing rubbed his hair and said softly:
"Xiaobao, tell your mother who the two grandparents who played with you were."
Wei Cuilan's expression changed again:
"What do you mean...this kid can't even speak right now, how could he possibly explain something like this clearly!"
But just as she finished speaking, Xiaobao turned his head and looked at her straight, saying word by word:
"They told me they were my grandparents, but not my biological children."
"They are the parents of my current dad."
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