C18 (1/2)

I blankly stared at Xiuqin who seemed to have lost her soul as she leisurely walked past us. The strand of scarlet hair on her white arm deeply stung me, making me unable to breathe for a moment, and the scene within the dream was still fresh in my mind. I stood there in a daze, not daring to move a single step.

”Fei'er, what's wrong?” Grandpa noticed my abnormality and asked me softly.

I shook my head, and turned to look at Grandfather, only to see that he was also staring at Xiuqin, his eyes squinted into slits, no one knew what he was thinking.

I thought for a while and finally told Grandfather about what I had dreamed of last night. However, after hearing it, Grandfather only lightly smiled and waved his hands. ”What nonsense are you thinking about? There's nothing to worry about. Let's go back first.”

”But …” ”Grandfather, look at her hands …” I was still a bit unwilling. I thought to myself, how could there be such a coincidence, so I began to distinguish them with my voice.

”Don't let your thoughts run wild, it was just a coincidence.” Grandfather didn't even look at me before he grabbed my arm and slowly walked out of the funeral home.

But, even if grandfather was like this, I still didn't give up. I thought of the man who fanned me into a Pig Head, as long as I could find him, if he was still like that Pig Head, then it would completely prove that what I saw last night wasn't a dream.

Thus, I started to look around unwillingly. However, there were shadows everywhere in the middle of the day, so how could I still see that man?

While I was still in a daze, my grandfather had already walked to the main entrance and was quietly waiting for me with his back against a tree.

I sighed and comforted myself: ”It doesn't matter if it is real or fake, as long as I leave this place, I am afraid that I will never have any interactions with Xiuqin again, it doesn't matter.”

I originally thought that grandpa would definitely blow his beard and glare at me after delaying my return home, but what I didn't expect was that grandpa would only smile amiably at me and then silently pass that broken wooden chest into my hands without the slightest intention of blaming me.

But, even so, my grandfather actually gave me five hundred yuan, saying that it was the service fee from the coffin I slept in last night.

I was stunned as I looked at the five red bills. Although my heart was moved to the extreme, I still believed that I had the merit of always being clear-headed and good at detecting unusual things. Grandfather has always treated money as his life, so why would he suddenly give me so much money? Besides, even if it's the service fee, we can only say two hundred.

Thus, I sized up my grandfather and didn't take the money. Instead, I asked him with a mischievous smile, ”Grandfather, what does this mean? Where did you make me sleep?”

The moment I said those words, my grandfather's face immediately reddened and he frowned. It seemed that he was about to get angry again. Seeing him like this, I immediately prepared myself to use my left ear to my right ear.

However, what surprised me was that my grandfather actually sighed lightly. Then, he gently patted my head and said, ”Our family's short of money has grown up. We need to take some with us.”

My grandfather's eyes were bloodshot and swollen from not being able to rest well last night, but this couldn't cover up his affection for me in any way. Seeing him like this, my heart softened and I chuckled, ”I was just kidding with you yesterday, I have no place to spend money here.”

”Stinky brat, take this!” Grandpa laughed and stuffed the money into my arms. He then turned around and walked away, saying, ”Grandpa is getting old. Do you bring this money with you? If you die, it will all be yours.”

Hearing this, my heart ached. I wondered why my grandfather would suddenly say such negative words at this moment. Thus, I gritted my teeth and quietly threw that thought out of my mind. I gathered my mind and said to my grandfather, ”Oh? It seems that you've hidden a lot of money. Can we get to the bottom of this?”

Grandfather didn't answer me. Instead, he pointed to the breakfast stand across the street and said, ”You're missing something. Grandfather will bring you out for a good meal today.”

When grandfather and I finished our breakfast, it was already noon by the time we arrived home in the bus. Grandfather wasn't in a hurry to open the door. Instead, he urged me to take a good rest first before deciding anything else.

When I heard this, I became even more confused. Why does it feel like Grandpa has changed into a different person today? His style has completely changed.