"Heh-heh, he came too. This was all his doing, wasn't it?" Grandma immediately looked toward Zhou Shan and Zhou Feng as they vanished into the forest, but she paid them no heed. [Flaming Text Library] No one knew why.
"Grandma, I'll go catch them!" I grew anxious at once. Great-Granduncle Zhou Shan was cunning and devious. If we let him leave, something terrible was bound to happen.
"No need. You can't beat him. He's clever and won't leave a loose end for you to seize." Grandma waved her hand and sighed, then looked toward Zhou Xuan.
I knew Grandma might have refrained from capturing Zhou Shan for some reason. Or perhaps Zhou Shan had truly concealed his strength. That man was far too terrifying—and, of all things, he was an activist.
"Xuan, come here and let Great-Grandma have a look at you." Grandma beckoned, calling Zhou Xuan over.
Zhou Xuan looked at me and slightly furrowed her brows. The conflict between us ran deep. I had captured her son several times, so it would have been strange if she had shown me a pleasant expression.
When she reached Grandma, Zhou Xuan threw herself into Grandma's arms like a little girl and began sobbing. "Yuanyi is dead too... Wuwu."
Grandma stroked her head and sighed. "Stop crying. It's all fate. Your man was bound to suffer this calamity. I tried to persuade him, but he wouldn't listen. What could I do? Otherwise, why would he be your man? But you..."
"Grandma..." Zhou Xuan acted coquettishly like a little girl. She called her Grandma, just as Zhang Yidan did, rather than Great-Grandma.
My feelings were complicated, but I didn't feel the slightest jealousy. If we were talking about blood relations, my mother was Grandma's biological daughter, and I was probably the closest