"Okay, I've told you so long after I was not careful."

Grandpa Xiao looked at the duration of the call on his phone, "Grandpa didn't disturb you from studying, right?"

"No."

Xiao Xiao smiled and denied, "It's still time to rest at noon."

"That's good."

Grandpa Xiao stretched his eyebrows and eyes, "I'm going to hang up the phone."

"You should also take a rest."

"Don't be too tired of studying."

"Yeah, I know."

......

"Xiao Xiao, goodbye."

"Goodbye, grandpa."

......

Thinking about what Grandpa Xiao said on the phone, Xiao Xiao looked at the sky for a while and then turned around and walked into the room.

......

A few days later, Xiao Xiao went to the hospital.

Zhou Mingbao lives in a single ward.

Although he was beaten, the other party did not ask him to get the money he had bought the screen before.

In other words, Zhou Mingbao did not lose much money except for physical pain.

In addition to the money for hospitalization.

In fact, in a sense, Zhou Mingbao meets people every time he is in trouble.

Just two times Xiao Xiao knew about it, both customers did not ask for a refund from Zhou Mingbao.

Although the second time was that Zhou Mingbao could not provide the compensation requested by the other party.

Whenever Zhou Mingbao meets a difficult customer, the Zhou family will definitely be even more worried than it is now.

How could it be as calm as it is now?

Zhou Mingbao just needs to be relieved.

Listening to the movements coming from the door, Xiao Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly.

How could this guy be so energetic to curse people here?

...

"Dongdong~"

Xiao Xiao knocked on the door a few times.

"who?"

Mr. Zhou's voice came out.

During this period, Mr. Zhou would come to accompany his son for a while every day, and then go to the store.

...

"Grandpa Zhou."

Xiao Xiao smiled at the old man who opened the ward door.

"Xiao Xiao."

Old Zhou's expression was complicated for a moment, and then a smile appeared on the old man's face.

It is undeniable that he felt a little awkward at this time.

After Lao Xiao left, he complained to his wife, saying that Xiaoxiao is ignorant, but he didn't even know how to follow Lao Xiao to see Zhou Zhou?

It’s not that Xiaoxiao, the child, knew that Zhou Zhou was beaten.

But when he saw someone coming, he felt that maybe this child would not come.

To avoid thinking about the scene where he was rejected before asking someone.

Originally, the elders needed to do enough psychological construction when asking for help from the younger generation, but they were rejected.

More than once.

When Mr. Zhou thought about it, he felt a little anxious.

...

"Grandpa Zhou, I'll take a look at Zhou Mingbao."

Seeing that the old man looked a little stunning, Xiao Xiao slightly carried the fruit basket in his hand to express his purpose.

He won't be turned away, right?

Xiao Xiao's eyebrows and eyes curled slightly, and this thought suddenly popped up in his mind.

...

"Ah, oh."

Old Zhou suddenly came back to his senses, "Come in, come in."

"Look at me, I always like to be distracted when I get older."

The old man smiled embarrassedly.

...

"Old man, who is this?"

An old lady stood up next to the bed.

"It's Xiaoxiao."

Mr. Zhou reminded his wife, "Didn't I tell you before?"

"Oh, it's Xiaoxiao."

The old lady narrowed her eyes and smiled lovingly, "It's been a long time since we met."

"Xiao Xiao has grown so big."

"Grandma Zhou."

Xiao Xiao's mouth raised.

...

"Let's see Zhou Zhou?"

The old lady glanced at the fruit basket that Xiao Xiao placed on the bedside table and couldn't help but feel a little angry, "I've come here, what else can I get?"

"It would be great if you could watch Zhou Zhou."

Xiao Xiao smiled. It would be too rude if he really came with nothing.

After all, their relationship is not as good as not to care about these things.

...

The old lady also said politely.

She turned to look at her son on the hospital bed, and the expression on her face softened a little, "Zhou Zhou."

"Who are you here?"

"Do you still recognize someone?"

"It's the grandson of Grandpa Xiao who came to see you before, Xiao Xiao."

"You guys played together when you were kids."

...

Zhou Mingbao curled his lips and muttered in a low voice, "Who still remembers what happened when he was a child?"

Mr. Zhou glared at his son.

How do you speak?

Even if you think so in your heart, don't say it out loud.

This is so embarrassing.

However, the old man also knew that his son had not been in a very good mood these days.

After all, my legs were broken.
To be continued...