Accompanying Doctor Hu back to the courtyard, no one hurried to leave. They stayed until the IV was finished and, after hearing him snoring, exchanged smiles.
The autumn night brought cooler temperatures, and the neighbors who usually lingered at the alleyway had long gone back to rest. Fearing to disturb the peaceful dreams of others, May 1st drove away from the other side.
After seeing off Zhu Ling and her seventh senior brother and his wife, the family of three—Zhang Guoqing, Zhou Jiao, and Little Treasure—entered their home only to find Zhou Xiaozheng and Miao Lishan still awake.
Zhou Jiao glanced at the clock again, confirming she hadn’t misread the time, and complained, "Dad, Mom, why haven’t you rested yet? Didn’t I already call to say everything’s fine?"
"Alright, alright, I’ll go to sleep," Miao Lishan said, stifling a yawn with her hand, "Is the old gentleman all right?"
Zhou Jiao didn’t know how to explain, so she shook her head, "Hard to say."
May 1st winked at his grandparents and slightly shook his head.
"It’s good that there’s no trouble," Zhou Xiaozheng stood up, "Have a late-night snack and rest early."
As soon as Zhou Xiaozheng finished speaking, Aunt Chen came in with a tray, so Zhang Guoqing and Zhou Jiao bid them goodnight.
Seeing Zhou Xiaozheng and the others enter the bedroom, May 1st hurried to follow, "Grandpa, I’ll get your pajamas."
Hearing that, Zhou Xiaozheng paused, turned to tap him on the forehead, and gave him an amused sideways glance: What kind of excuse is that?
Miao Lishan looked back and immediately pulled May 1st into the room, "Be gentle, be gentle, what if you knock him silly? Little Treasure, why are you standing there? Are you hungry?"
"I’m different from my mom and dad; I ate a bowl of noodles at the master’s house." May 1st chuckled a couple of times, "Grandma, do you want to know what happened?"
Miao Lishan’s eyes lit up, her sleepiness vanished as she looked at her little grandson’s smiling face, nodding enthusiastically. Oh dear, she thought she’d have to wait until tomorrow to find out.
May 1st reached out to pull his grandfather over, and the two of them sat on the bed. Glancing at the closed door, he lowered his voice.
"Grandpa, let me tell you, tonight was a huge mix-up. Your little grandson nearly died laughing. Oh my, my master is just too funny."
Zhou Xiaozheng gave him a sideways glance, "Get to the point."
"Sure." May 1st looked at the elders beside him, stood up, and pulled a chair closer so he could face them, "Grandpa, let me tell you, they thought they could hide it from me, but they underestimated who I am. But your little grandson didn’t expose them."
Zhou Xiaozheng smiled and nodded—without a hint of praise, this mischievous boy would start beating around the bush again. If delayed, he wouldn’t have to work tomorrow morning.
"When we got there, none of the people in the ward looked sad, except for my mom, who rushed to the bedside and almost cried. Can you guess what happened?"
Zhou Xiaozheng turned his gaze away speechlessly. Who did his little grandson take after? Why couldn’t he just get to the point!
"...I was quick-witted and stayed behind... when no one was watching, I tickled the old man’s foot. He pulled back fast... outside, they said the old man made a sedative, but it knocked himself out in the end... can you believe he’s lived to such an old age and still did something like that..."
Zhou Xiaozheng burst out laughing. Not only was the situation too amusing, but his little grandson was quite the storyteller, almost as good as a comedian.
What is rhythmical intonation? What is a sincere tone? This little one mixed them all together. No wonder he’s the family joy!


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