Madam Xiao's brows drew together slightly.
"That's not something you can say unless you're close to someone."
Even someone close to him would find it hard to bring up.
Everyone nodded.
"That's true."
"Now that you mention it..."
"Even if you said that to me..."
"I'd still curse you out."
"Same here."
"Mostly, it's just..."
"Not something people want to hear."
Who liked being told there was something wrong with their brain?
That would mean there really was something wrong with it.
"So..."
Grandpa Zou spread his hands.
"As for Old Meng, all we can do is what we did just now..."
"If we run into him, do our best to stop him from doing something wrong."
"Beyond that..."
"Our hands are tied."
"He doesn't have any family left..."
Grandpa Zhang murmured.
Even if they wanted to tell Old Meng's family and ask them to take him to the hospital, they couldn't.
"Ugh."
Someone sighed.
"That guy..."
"He's had it rough."
"He really has."
Grandpa Zou nodded.
He looked around at everyone. "So next time one of you runs into him in a situation like today's, if you can..."
"Lend him a hand."
Grandpa Zou had really started to care about Old Meng.
Jeez.
He was just too kindhearted.
"Mm."
Grandpa Zhang spoke up, too. "Sorry for the trouble."
"You don't have to do much."
"Just hold him down."
"Once he realizes he's been restrained, he'll leave."
"Won't he hit us?"
Someone sounded worried.
The way Old Meng had charged at Xiao Xiao just now had left a strong impression on them.
He'd looked especially vicious.
A barefoot man had nothing to fear from a man in shoes.
And they were the ones in shoes, so they were the ones afraid of the