However, Xiao Xiao thought about it again and didn't have to be so anxious.

Maybe Mr. Zhou found another way and soon forgot about seeking help from Xiao’s teahouse.

If Xiao’s Teahouse has not given feedback, the other party should have understood the answer.

Xiao Xiao shook his head slightly.

So I left this matter behind my head.

...

Three days later.

"What's wrong, the third brother?"

Zhuge Yun keenly sensed the pause of Xiao Xiao's footsteps.

"San brother, do you know that old man?"

Zhao Luzheng looked at an old man in Tang suit downstairs in their dormitory.

"It's not Grandpa Xiao."

Zhang Bo murmured.

All of them have been to Xiao’s teahouse, so Grandpa Xiao naturally knew each other.

But the old man not far away was a strange face.

...

"It's my neighbor grandpa near my house."

"You guys go up first."

Xiao Xiao smiled at the few people and walked towards the old man.

...

"Xiao Xiao...is it?"

Seeing the young man walking towards him, Mr. Zhou narrowed his eyes slightly and asked uncertainly.

"Hello."

Xiao Xiao nodded politely.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes stretched out, "Xiaoxiao, I haven't seen you for a long time, I've grown so big."

"Do you still know me?"

"I am Grandpa Zhou from Boguzhai, opposite your Xiao family teahouse."

...

"Well, Grandpa Zhou, I recognize you,"

Xiao Xiao's eyebrows and eyes were slightly bent.

...

"Just recognize it, just recognize it."

The smile on Mr. Zhou's face became more and more obvious.

Before he came, he was really worried that he hadn't recognized Xiaoxiao, or that the child wouldn't recognize him at all.

That would be embarrassing.

Fortunately, nothing he was worried about happened.

Instead, the child recognized him first.

Mr. Zhou just realized that Xiaoxiao was walking towards him directly before.

...

"Mr. Zhou, are you looking for me?"

Xiao Xiao asked.

But I was almost sure in my heart.

Unexpectedly, the old man came to him in person.

...

"Um."

Old Zhou nodded and said again, "Yes, I'm here to find you."

"One of the people I know about, Xiaoxiao, is the only one in Yanda."

The old man felt a little emotional.

Xiaoxiao is only two years apart from his son, but he is really much more promising than his son.

The too obvious gap made him unable to even speak against his will toward his son.

He shook his head slightly.

He came to have a child late, and although he spoiled, he also hoped that his son would become a talent.

Which parents don’t want their children to become dragons and their daughters to become phoenixes?

But maybe it was because he was too doting, and he didn't know whether his son became a good person or not, so he got into trouble.

Look, for his son, he is so old that he has to put his face down and ask for help from a junior.

If his son hadn't been lying on the bed with bruises on his body now and sighing, and he was worried that the boy would not be able to speak, and he would have to worry about him while he was worried, he would have brought the boy together.

It was obvious that he caused the trouble, but he slapped on the bed and ignored everything.

Sometimes he really wants to beat his son up.

Especially after knowing the reason why my son was beaten this time.

However, when the qi returns to the qi, after the qi passes, what should be managed must be managed.

No matter how angry it is, it is his own son.

It was impossible for him to really do nothing, and let others beat his son to stay in the hospital for several months.

...

Xiao Xiao smiled, "Grandpa Zhou, it's inconvenient to speak here."

"Let's go and talk."

"Yeah, OK."

Mr. Zhou naturally had no objection to this.

He doesn't want others to hear what he wants to say next.

Not a good thing.

It would be better to say that he wished that this would happen without it.

...

Xiao Xiao took the old man to the chair by the lake and sat down.

The sun is shining, the lake is sparkling, reflecting large sky and clouds. The faint fragrance of flowers is looming in the air, mixed with the clear smell of water vapor, making people feel refreshed.

"it's beautiful."

Even though he was full of thoughts, the old man couldn't help but sigh, and then murmured in a low voice, "It's worthy of being Yan Da."

He once had the wish to let his child go to Yanda when he was just born.

Now……

As long as the child causes less trouble for him, he will be grateful.

"Xiao Xiao."

Mr. Zhou looked at the young man beside him, "Have your grandfather told you that Grandpa Zhou went to Xiao's teahouse to find you?"

"have."

Xiao Xiao nodded, "Grandpa told me everything."

"oh oh."

Old Zhou nodded, "I told you everything."

"That……"

The old man paused and spoke again, "Xiaoxiao, since you understand the situation, I will just say it."

"Please help my son."

The old man looked earnest, "Please."
To be continued...