She went back and helped the old man pick up some more vegetables, hoping to save as much as possible.
Without hesitation, Wang Cuihua began packing. In reality, she didn't pack much, just a few changes of clothes and the blood-replenishing pills Yingbao had bought for her. The pills were packaged in a small gourd, which looked quite nice, small and easy to carry.
"Grandma, where are you going? Are you carrying your luggage?" Yingbao asked as she returned and put down her things.
Wang Cuihua put down the small gourd in her hand and read aloud, "Yingbao, your family's business is on the right track now. You've hired several people, so you don't need your grandma anymore. Grandma can go back and help out at home and cook for your grandpa. Otherwise, it'll be your aunt running around all by herself..."
Yingbao stood there for a while, thinking. Indeed, it was only her aunt who was busy with everything at home. Grandma was right. "Well, Grandma, let's go back tomorrow. When Dad comes back tomorrow, he can take us."
"Are we going back? Yingbao, are you going back to the village too?" Wang Cuihua asked doubtfully. She remembered that her third son's wife had told her that morning that Yingbao was going to go to school. Could it be that her old eyes were failing her and she remembered wrong?
Logically speaking, she's not that bad; at most, she's just a little anemic.
Yingbao frankly said, "Grandma, I also want to go back to the village with you."
After saying that, Yingbao nervously clenched her little hands, swaying back and forth, thinking, "I guess my mother won't agree. Can my grandmother take me back to the village? Is there any hope for her to avoid going to school?"
Wang Cuihua did not answer immediately, and the atmosphere remained particularly quiet and tense throughout.
After a while, Grandma Wang Cuihua spoke up: "Yingbao, isn't it your mother who asked your father to take you to school tomorrow?"
Sure enough, just as she had predicted, Yingbao had guessed that her grandmother would ask this question!
But she still held onto a sliver of hope, thinking, "What if?"
But, as the saying goes, anything can happen.
Oh well... she resigned herself to her fate. It's just going to school, right? It can't possibly be that difficult for her.
The next second, Yingbao coaxed Wang Cuihua, trying to win her over: "Hmm... Grandma, it's true that I have to go to school, but I missed you, so I wanted to go back to the village with you for a few days before going to school... Anyway, I can go to school anytime soon, so it won't interfere with my studies."
This time, Wang Cuihua wasn't buying it. The old lady was amused by the endless stream of excuses her granddaughter Yingbao came up with for not wanting to go to school. She even remembered that her third daughter-in-law, Tongtong, had told her to keep an eye on Yingbao before she left, specifically mentioning that Yingbao had to go to school the next day.
Otherwise, she might fall into Yingbao's trap again.
"Grandma, is it okay...is it alright?" Seeing that her grandmother didn't answer for a long time, Yingbao immediately stepped forward and tugged at Wang Cuihua's sleeve, acting both funny and coquettish.
Wang Cuihua stared at Yingbao with a smile, but said coldly, "No... Don't think about it..."
ah?
Is this still the same grandmother who always supports her no matter what she does?
Beijing, wasteland.
Little Jun, a nobody, stood in circles. He had just returned from Tao County when he came over.
A moment later, a stylish woman wearing a baseball cap arrived from a distance.
The henchman, Xiao Jun, obsequiously pulled out a cigarette and offered it to Sister Lin. He then stepped forward to light it. The fashionable woman was indeed Sister Lin. She took two deep drags and asked, "How did things go?"
The henchman said with a wry smile, "Sister Lin, please forgive my bluntness, but this matter is too bizarre, it seems like the work of ghosts and monsters?"
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