Chapter 4: You are following hooligans!

“Whoa!” Wu Zheng immediately jumped back a step, raising his hands: “No! We’re just… passing by! Passing by!”

After speaking, he glanced at Chen Yu.

Chen Yu was indifferent for a moment, although he didn’t understand why chasing a thief led him to his own home. He also echoed, “Passing by.”

“Go away”

The little girl was fierce, waving her broom.

The two men were driven away.

Even though he was full of doubts, he didn’t ask any more questions. Only Wu Zheng muttered, “I just helped her block a shovel… so heartless.”

At this time, Grandma was sitting on the bed in the house, seeing her coming and going, and asked strangely, “Where did you go?”

“Went for a walk.”

Shen Rongrong lied, raised her eyes and saw Grandma coughing again, but handed her two warm buns wrapped in a handkerchief, her eyes smiling.

“Eat quickly, I saved them for you, they’re still warm… cough cough.”

Shen Rongrong held the buns in her hand, blaming herself for going out full of confidence and busying herself all afternoon, but not bringing back a penny. Her nose soured again: “Thank you, Grandma… for not disliking me for being stupid and still being good to me.”

“What’s wrong with being stupid?” Grandma smiled and lowered her eyes: “In this life… being too smart isn’t necessarily a good thing.”

After speaking, she raised her head again, the corners of her eyes becoming watery, and a bit of bitterness showing in her smile.

“Grandma~?” Shen Rongrong was startled and immediately reached out her sleeve to wipe her: “Why are you crying…?”

“Grandma saw you… and thought of herself when she was young.” Grandma said, pointing to a tree far outside the window, “That tree was planted by Grandpa himself on my eighteenth birthday. At that time, everyone said I was stupid, saying I couldn’t get married. But he said… this isn’t stupid, it’s a blessing. Grandma knows, you’re also a blessed child…”

Grandma was indeed a blessed person.

In the original text, the Chen family had been single-line descendants for five generations. Perhaps due to physical problems, having children was difficult. The great-grandfather had only one daughter with nine wives and concubines, recruited a son-in-law to leave the family business, and the grandfather also had a son at nearly fifty with three wives and concubines. But after Grandma married Grandpa, she became pregnant and successfully gave birth to a boy in just three years.

If Grandpa hadn’t joined the army and died early, she would definitely have given birth to more children and broken the curse of the Chen family’s single-line inheritance.

“Grandma…”

Shen Rongrong wanted to say something to comfort her, but Grandma suddenly sighed: “Okay, you eat first, Grandma is going to sleep… Grandma… is tired.”

Grandma left just like that. Shen Rongrong looked at her back and felt that she was sad.

When she finished eating the buns and was once again preparing to go out at night to dig for something, she saw Grandma lying on the bed, holding an old, faded photo in her hand, sleeping motionless.

The passage of time had made the faces on the photo unrecognizable. All that could be seen was a man in military uniform standing under a tree, saluting.

Looking at that photo, Shen Rongrong suddenly understood why Grandma was crying just now.

Her adoptive mother said that marrying a soldier and being a military wife was very prestigious, but she never thought that the responsibility and obligations of soldiers also had to be shouldered by their wives. The stability of the entire country was supported by thousands of such men and women together. The suffering that women endure is never less than that of men.

And the Chen family had been joining the army for generations, protecting the country generation after generation. She watched the changes of the world, watched the country become increasingly prosperous, and watched her grandson get married. That tear was joy, but also sorrow.

Shen Rongrong stood by the bed for a long time.

In the eyes of most immortals, humans are as fragile and short-lived as ants, but ants also have their own emotions and pursuits. Just like a little snail that doesn’t have much ability… can also repair some things.

Everything has a spirit. Recently, Grandma had been changing the way she made food for her, and the aura of the treasures dug out by the river had also been eaten by her… Perhaps it could be used.

Thinking about it, she slowly raised her hand.

As a layer of condensed white light appeared on her fingertips, like fireflies flickering and jumping… When the light dissipated, two drops of crystal-clear snail mucus slid from her fingertips and fell on the old photo.

Not only was the photo as bright as new, but the people on it also regained their original appearance.

It could be clearly seen that it was a tall and upright man with a resolute face. He was completely worthy of Grandma’s lifelong devotion to the country.

“Be well, live.” After putting the photo back next to Grandma’s pillow, she gently stroked her forehead: “The mountains and rivers are ancient, and the will is immortal. He sacrificed his life for the country and was buried in the mountains and rivers, but his heart must be following you. You have to see for him, the rotation of the sun and moon, the change of seasons. See this prosperous age, the country is prosperous, and the people are safe.”

After speaking, she quietly closed the door and left.

As soon as she went out, her body suddenly softened and she slid directly to the ground.

The human shell was a bit difficult to support the operation of the spiritual soul.

She could repair the worn photo, but she couldn’t repair Grandma’s body. She still had to save money as soon as possible. As long as she had money, she could get a car and trick Grandma into going to the hospital in the city for a checkup.

Thinking about it, Shen Rongrong got up again, eating a bun while taking a new shovel and slipping out, heading to the small river while it wasn’t completely dark.

Chen Yu and Wu Zheng, who were squatting outside, saw her coming out and immediately followed quietly.

Shen Rongrong discovered them quickly this time. She turned her head and pointed at the two with the shovel: “You! Are following… hooligans!”

Looking at the girl’s fierce appearance like a kitten, she could still scold hooligans while holding a bun.

Wu Zheng raised his hands, innocently expressing: “We…”

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Yu admitted firmly, “We are following you.”

“No, I don’t want to be a hooligan…” Wu Zheng was a little anxious, but then grinned in the next moment, “We just want to buy your antiques! We brought money! Really!”

“Brought money?” Hitting the snake seven inches, Shen Rongrong, who was eager for money, now had her eyes lit up when she heard the word money. She pushed the shovel forward a few inches: “Brought… how much?”

The two men looked at each other again.

They seemed to be… being robbed with a shovel by a silly girl?