"There's more to it."
Once everyone had finished laughing, Old Gu continued.
"More?"
Everyone looked surprised.
"There's more?"
"Wasn't it just a hallucination caused by drinking?"
"What else could there be?"
"Little Wang was stubborn and cared a lot about saving face."
"Things could have ended there."
"But after people kept laughing at him, he changed his story and insisted that he really had seen a pig with two heads that night. It hadn't been a hallucination."
"He swore up and down that it was true."
"If anyone told him otherwise, he'd get angry with them."
"So even though everyone knew what had really happened, they stopped bringing it up in front of Little Wang after he nearly got into an argument with them over it a few times."
"Hey, I thought there'd be more to it."
"That's it?"
"How is that more?"
Everyone's eager curiosity turned to disappointment, and they started complaining.
Old Gu, at the center of the "storm," remained unfazed. He lifted his teacup and took a leisurely sip.
The tea went down, leaving a fragrant taste in his mouth.
Warmth spread from his stomach to his limbs.
The old man narrowed his eyes in contentment.
Seeing this, Xiao Xiao's lips curved slightly. "Grandpa Gu, there's more to the story, right?"
"Ah, there's more?"
At Xiao Xiao's words, everyone else froze.
Then, noticing how composed Old Gu was, they caught on.
"Why, you old rascal! You're pulling this stunt on us?"
"Hey, hey."
Old Gu was displeased. "What do you mean, 'old rascal'? That sounds awful."
"Besides, if I'm an old rascal, then aren't you one too?"
"Why should we insult each other?"
"Enough."
Everyone looked rather exasperated. "Stop going on about all that nonsense."
"Come on, what else happened?"
"Tell us already."
"Don't put