coobybook Chapter 311 Hot Potato
Chapter 311 Hot Potato
Seeing Zhou Xiaoxiong staring blankly at the wild vegetable paste, Tian Guilan immediately yelled at him, "You ungrateful thing, what are you doing standing there like an idiot?"
Tian Guilan's eyes were wide open, and the flesh on her face trembled as she yelled and cursed.
"Do you know that there's famine everywhere right now? We're lucky to have something to eat! So many people are starving. Just give me a bowl of wild vegetable porridge and you'll be content!"
Tian Guilan became more and more excited as she spoke, waving her chopsticks and spitting saliva everywhere.
"If my family hadn't been so kind as to take you in, you would have starved to death on the streets! And you're still sitting here in a daze?" Tian Guilan pointed her chopsticks at Zhou Xiaoxiong and said viciously, "These black flour steamed buns are for us to eat, there's no place for you!"
"Your dead father left early, and you are a burden. We support you, but you are still ungrateful!" Tian Guilan continued to curse, completely ignoring Zhou Xiaoxiong's pitiful and helpless appearance.
When Zhou Xiaoxiong heard Tian Guilan scolding his father, the anger in his heart was ignited. He clenched his fists tightly and mustered up the courage to retort: "Aunt Guilan, my father is not a dead ghost!"
Hearing this, Tian Guilan rolled her eyes, curled her lips, and said nonchalantly: "Humph, your father might have been beheaded, and the headless body has long been thrown into a mass grave. What else can he be but a dead ghost?"
After Tian Guilan finished speaking, she laughed triumphantly, and the laughter sounded particularly harsh to Zhou Xiaoxiong.
"You're talking nonsense! My father won't die!" Zhou Xiaoxiong couldn't hold back any longer, tears welled up in his eyes, and he shouted loudly.
"My father just ran away!" Zhou Xiaoxiong cried out at the top of his lungs.
When Tian Guilan heard this, she froze for a moment, and the smug look on her face disappeared without a trace.
"What? What did you say? Your father ran away?" Tian Guilan asked in a trembling voice, raising her voice several tones.
She widened her eyes and stared at Zhou Xiaoxiong, as if trying to see from his face that this was just a joke.
Zhao Cunliang slowly put down the black steamed bun he had not finished eating, frowned, and glanced at Tian Guilan with a hint of blame in his eyes.
Then, he waved at Zhou Xiaoxiong and tried to make his tone sound gentler: "Good boy, come here, tell me what's going on."
Zhou Xiaoxiong looked at Zhao Cunliang timidly, hesitated for a moment, hugged the wild vegetable porridge in the bowl tightly, and walked over carefully.
"Lord Wu said it himself. My father ran away on the way to the yamen." Zhou Xiaoxiong lowered his head, his voice as soft as a mosquito's hum, not daring to look up at Zhao Cunliang and Tian Guilan.
When Zhao Cunliang heard this, his pupils suddenly trembled, his face full of disbelief, and he muttered to himself: "I didn't expect Zhao Cunliang to run away."
He snatched the wild vegetable porridge from Zhou Xiaoxiong's hand, his movements were a bit rough but with fake concern.
Then, he pulled Zhou Xiaoxiong to sit beside him, took a black steamed bun and stuffed it into Xiaoxiong's hand with a loving face, and said earnestly: "Xiaoxiong, your father entrusted you to me, so of course I will take good care of you. You are still growing, how can you eat wild vegetable porridge? This is all your aunt's fault. I will teach her a lesson."
Tian Guilan, standing aside, forced an unnatural smile and said, "Yes, Xiao Xiong, it was my fault before."
"Auntie won't be like this again in the future, so don't take it to heart." Tian Guilan said as she secretly glanced at Zhao Cunliang's face.
Xiao Xiong looked at the sudden change in Zhao Cunliang and Tian Guilan, his eyes full of confusion and surprise. He looked blankly at the steamed bun in his hand, as if he understood something.
Afterwards, he couldn't help but take another big bite of the steamed bun, and for the first time ever, he also drank a sip of the vegetable soup.
After dinner, Tian Guilan loudly asked Dafu and Dagui to clean up the dishes, then turned to Xiaoxiong and said, "Xiaoxiong, take a rest."
Zhao Cunliang and Tian Guilan looked at each other and went into the house.
After entering the house, Tian Guilan couldn't help but lower her voice and said, "Boss, do you think that Zhou Dazhu's escape will cause us trouble?"
Zhao Cunliang's eyes were deep as he slowly said, "Causing trouble is a small matter. If he knew how we treated Xiao Xiong these days, would he retaliate against us?"
Thinking of this, Zhao Cunliang and Tian Guilan shuddered in their hearts, as if a chill penetrated their bodies.
"Zhou Dazhu is a murderer, and he killed his own father-in-law!" Zhao Cunliang's voice trembled with fear. "He's a ruthless man. What if he comes back to settle the score with us..."
Tian Guilan was so frightened that she was at her wit's end. She stammered, "What...what should we do? Boss, we can't just sit there and wait for death!"
"Don't panic. Let's be nicer to the little bear from now on. Maybe we can make up for it." Zhao Cunliang pretended to be calm and tried to calm himself down.
Tian Guilan narrowed her eyes, her eyeballs rolling around, and a plan came to her mind. She said, "Boss, in my opinion, we should push this hot potato to Xiuying."
Zhao Cunliang frowned upon hearing this and said suspiciously, "Xiuying is so smart, will she agree?"
Tian Guilan lowered her voice and leaned close to Zhao Cunliang's ear and said, "Master, listen to me. Let's tell Xiuying that Xiao Xiong is crying and crying every day at our house, asking for his father, and we really can't control him. Besides, this child is such a big eater, and we can't afford to feed him with the small amount of food we have. Xiuying is kind-hearted, and maybe she will agree to take Xiao Xiong in."
"Even if Xiuying doesn't agree, we won't lose anything. At worst, we can think of another way." Tian Guilan continued to fan the flames. "Anyway, we can't let this child stay in our house. If Zhou Dazhu really comes back one day, we will be in big trouble!"
Zhao Cunliang nodded slightly...
Early the next morning, the eastern sky had just begun to turn pale when Zhou Xiaoxiong, who was still sleeping soundly, was awakened by the noise in the yard that was getting louder and louder.
Tian Guilan was wailing in the yard, "Master, we can't live like this anymore!"
"There is not much food left at home, and Guangyaozu is injured. How can we survive now?" Tian Guilan's voice became more and more shrill.
"Don't treat the little bear badly!" Tian Guilan suddenly raised her voice, and the sound seemed particularly abrupt in the quiet morning.
Zhou Xiaoxiong rubbed his eyes, and his mind was as clear as a mirror. He knew that this play was sung for him, so he walked out.
"It's okay, Auntie. I'll just eat some wild vegetable porridge." Zhou Xiaoxiong said sensibly, with a hint of flattery in his voice.
When Tian Guilan heard this, she immediately showed an exaggerated expression of surprise and said, "How can this be possible? Little Bear, how can I let you eat that wild vegetable porridge!"
As Tian Guilan spoke, she hypocritically wiped away the non-existent tears from the corners of her eyes.