Chapter 289 The Little Red Soldier Arrives



Yan Xiaoxiao asked in a good mood, "Yunshu, you also bought soy milk and fried dough sticks? You wait here, I'll go call Fanfan."

Ming Yunshu immediately stopped him: "If Fanfan hasn't woken up yet, let her sleep a little longer. Don't wake her up."

Finally, the girl was able to fall asleep, so they let her sleep a little longer. However, last night, Xiaoxiao kept laughing in her sleep, which woke him and Uncle Zhu up several times. Fanfan, on the other hand, slept so soundly that they didn't say anything.

Yan Xiaoxiao washed her hands, sat down to eat, and said while eating, "Yunshu, you don't know, Fanfan also likes to listen to ghost stories. When she hears a ghost story, she reacts exactly like you. After hearing one, she wants to hear another. I told her a story for a long time, but she was so scared that she didn't dare to move and fell asleep in a little while."

Ming Yunshu: ...Her story? Even a child might not be scared, but Fanfan is the kind of person who sneaks around all over the capital at night with a group of people. Would she be scared?

Zhu Jiabao said, "Fanfan likes to listen, so Xiaoxiao, you can tell her more. It's rare for her to like these things. Before, when she was at home, she would either play with medicinal herbs or read medical books. She wasn't interested in anything unrelated to medicine. Now she's forgotten the content of medicine. I'm worried about what to do to make her interested!"

Since his wife passed away, Fanfan's insomnia has gotten worse day by day. When he passes by her room at night, he often hears her tossing and turning. Sometimes he even goes downstairs in agitation, but he doesn't dare to speak, afraid that she will hide in her space and not come out. She has talked about the flow of energy in the space, and he is worried that if he stays in there for too long, his lifespan will also be shortened.

Yan Xiaoxiao assured, "Don't worry, Uncle Zhu. My hometown may not have much else, but it has tons of ghost stories. I can tell them all, and I promise to tell Fanfan a different one every day."

After Ming Yunshu and his wife finished eating, they went to work. Ming Yunshu said with some concern, "Uncle Zhu, I asked Brother Ye in the east room yesterday if you have any problems. If you have any problems, just tell him. When Xiaoxiao and I come back tonight, don't let Fanfan do any housework. I'll do it when I get back. Fanfan has been so pampered. As his godfather, I can still spoil him."

Zhu Jiabao urged them to hurry up and leave, lest they be late.

Soon after, Zhu Fanfan woke up, and Zhu Jiabao quickly called her to eat. Zhu Fanfan even stretched and felt refreshed.

Zhu Jiabao asked with a smile, "How was the ghost story your godmother told you yesterday?"

Zhu Fanfan rolled her eyes at her grandfather: "The house isn't soundproof, I don't believe you can't hear me."

My godmother's tone was too bland, and her storytelling was terrible; it wouldn't scare a child. She only listened because she didn't want to spoil the fun, seeing that her godmother was in high spirits. Who knew that she would get sleepy while listening?

Zhu Jiabao said, "This kind of hypnotic story will also work, so you won't have to stay in bed all day."

Although he didn't think the stories were anything special, Yun Shu said that he wanted to laugh at Xiao Xiao's ghost stories but was afraid of embarrassing her, so he didn't dare to laugh. He got sleepy while listening to them and thought they were good as hypnotic stories.

Zhu Fanfan: ...

After finishing her meal, Zhu Fanfan brought out the recliner and helped her grandfather lie down on it. She then lay down on her own recliner. Her previous recliner was too small to use anymore, so Grandpa Ji had made her another one before he died. She could use it for another thirty years without any problem.

The father and son were sunbathing when Zhu Jiabao suddenly said, "Actually, this peaceful life isn't bad."

It's perfectly fine to ignore what's going on outside and quietly live your own life.

Zhu Fanfan didn't reply. In this day and age, it's impossible to have a peaceful life. Grandpa isn't the kind of person who can give up everything. He will definitely find a way to return to the army in six months.

At this moment, Zhuge Qianxing arrived, bringing two roast ducks. He saw Zhu Fanfan and said, "I heard from Xi Yan that you all like roast duck, so I brought you two. How have you been lately, Fanfan?"

Zhu Fanfan flatly refused: "I will not join your organization. I only want to take care of my grandfather. Besides, I am no longer an outsider. Team leader, you'd better not come looking for me."

Zhuge Qianxing did not give up: "I have restored your official status as an unofficial staff member. You can just be a nominal member from now on. I will also have Shaoling come over to give you psychological counseling. I will definitely be able to help you regain your mastery of alchemy."

In fact, he was just saying that. Shao Ling resolutely refused to come, saying that Zhu Fanfan's mental strength was too strong, and she couldn't enter her consciousness at all, so she couldn't possibly find her emotional knot. If she were to treat Zhu Fanfan, she would quit her job immediately.

Zhu Fanfan directly refused: "I don't accept rewards without merit, I don't need them."

Zhu Jiabao didn't say anything; he respected his granddaughter's choice.

Zhuge Qianxing only stayed for a short while before leaving, as he was quite busy. After Zhuge Qianxing left, Zhu Jiabao remained silent. Zhu Fanfan said, "Grandpa, you don't need to think about it. I don't want to be restricted. I won't join any organization. I want to stay free forever."

Zhu Jiabao didn't dare to persuade him any further, and ten days passed by at a leisurely pace. As long as he paid attention, he could basically take care of himself. Afraid of being bothered by things outside, he didn't pay attention to anything else. He thought it would last for half a year, but who knew that after Ming Yunshu went to work today, a group of Little Red Guards came in a menacing manner.

In the past ten days or so, Zhu Fanfan's insomnia has improved a lot. She also has to admit that this is the first time she has heard that ghost stories can help her sleep. She wakes up feeling refreshed every day. Today, she had just said good morning to her grandfather when the front door was violently forced open.

The leader asked arrogantly, "Who are Zhu Fanfan and Zhu Jiabao?"

At this time, the people in the courtyard had not yet gone to work. There were quite a few people there. When they saw Xiao Hongbing arrive, they pointed at Zhu Fanfan and his grandfather without hesitation.

Zhu Fanfan asked sincerely, "What do you need me for?"

Is this some kind of favor, since she hasn't made a move in a while? She's not afraid of even a lowly Red Guard. She firmly believes that everyone bullies the weak and fears the strong. When dealing with people who are not well-educated and only know brute force, as long as you beat them until they're scared, they won't cause trouble. If they still cause trouble, it means you didn't beat them hard enough.

The young soldier asked again, "Where is your room? We received a report that you are practicing capitalism, eating meat every day, and that you have counter-revolutionary books. We are going to search your room."

Zhu Fanfan retorted directly, "Who are you? Where is the search warrant? Without a search warrant, you are trespassing. I have the right to call the police and report you for burglary."

Xiao Hongbing searched several houses, but this was the first time he was stopped: "If they don't let us search, they're guilty. We should arrest them and search them, so they don't have a chance to move the stolen goods."

A group of little Red Guards rushed forward. Zhu Fanfan smiled insincerely and went straight for the fight, hitting wherever it hurt. Although she had forgotten her medical skills, she hadn't forgotten the martial arts her grandfather had taught her. She had forgotten the functions of acupoints on the body, but she still remembered the approximate places to hit people. It hurt, but there were no marks. She refused to believe that anyone was not afraid of pain.

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