"Xiao Xiao was like that, too."
Grandmother Zhao spoke with a wistful air, reminiscing about the past.
"Ah."
The old lady looked puzzled.
"Xiao Xiao?"
"What?"
Hm?
Xiao Xiao didn't quite understand why the old lady sounded puzzled when she mentioned his name.
"That day, when you came back from buying groceries..."
Xiao Xiao picked up his teacup and took a sip.
We ran over to the children who'd arrived earlier, wondering what was going on.
"It was that thing from before—"
"You bumped into me!"...
Auntie Zhao's gaze grew a little unfocused.
By this point, the completely unfamiliar feeling had convinced the old lady.
"That's..."
She hadn't even been walking quickly.
She'd been bumped into?
Auntie Zhao murmured, "I really never told you about it..."
"Auntie, you're being so uncool."
At first, since the other party was only a child, she hadn't wanted to make a big deal out of it.
Besides...
"Really?"
A fish flopped a few times on the damp ground.
The vegetables inside scattered across the ground like a goddess scattering flowers.
"Mm."
"You're lying!"
Not only did the child show no remorse for bumping into someone—
"He was the one who bumped into her, and now he's accusing her of bumping into him—"
"You're so embarrassing."
Once the two children who'd arrived later understood what had happened, they both spoke up for their friend.
She was a little taken aback.
"Xiao Xiao was a good boy from the time he was little."
But hadn't the story ended there?
"Auntie, what you're doing isn't right."
"I bumped into her."
You and Madam Xiao exchanged a look.
The commotion drew the attention of some passersby.
"I'll tell you again, then."
Savoring the fragrant tea, he listened to the "gossip" from