CHAPTER 966: CHAPTER 652: THE REAL ARSONIST

"Where are my parents?" Chuxia asked urgently as she entered the room, seeing only Old Master Zhao and Old Lady Zhao inside. "They didn’t go over to Uncle Sanshu’s place, did they?"

"Chuxia, quickly, come sit on the bed, come sit on the bed..." Old Lady Zhao didn’t have time to answer her question and just kept pulling Chuxia toward the bed. "The bed’s warm, Chuxia, sit here at the head of the bed, hurry. Xiaoqiong, you sit too..."

"Grandma, Grandpa, did my parents go to Uncle Sanshu’s place?" Chuxia, having no other choice, asked again.

"Chuxia, stop thinking about anything right now. Just focus on taking care of yourself, don’t worry, your parents are with Uncle Gangshun, Fat Aunt, and Wenbin..."

Chuxia interrupted her anxiously, "Grandma, how can I not think about anything? Just tell me everything that happened when we left. Otherwise, how can I be at ease?"

Seeing her granddaughter’s anxious and flushed face, Old Lady Zhao sighed helplessly, "Why are you such a hasty child? Just sit down first, calm your breath, and have a sip of hot water, okay?"

Chuxia turned to Old Master Zhao: "Grandpa!"

Glancing at Old Lady Zhao, Old Master Zhao waved his hand helplessly, "Okay, okay, Grandpa will tell you, don’t be so anxious, okay? Look at you, you’re about to become a mother, yet you’re still so impatient like this..."

Chuxia looked at her endlessly chattering grandpa, feeling a bit exasperated. How did the old couple suddenly become chatterboxes? "Forget it, I’ll go out and take a look myself. People were running toward the back just now, probably to see what’s happening." As she spoke, she was about to get off the bed, when Old Lady Zhao pulled her back, "Alright, alright, I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you everything now." Sighing toward Old Master Zhao, she said, "You tell her."

"Not long after you left, your little aunt came back and said that your Eldest Uncle had cleared out a room for your Uncle Sanshu and your grandparents to stay.

Six people living on one bed, along with parents-in-law and daughter-in-law, how could that work? Of course, the whole family began to argue, and then someone went to find Secretary Luo to mediate.

With only three rooms to live in, Secretary Luo suggested that your Eldest Uncle and his wife share a room with your grandparents, and your Little Uncle’s family take one room. However, your Eldest Uncle’s Wife absolutely refused, saying she couldn’t share a room with her father-in-law. If they forced her, she would bash her head in.

Since she was making such a fuss, Secretary Luo couldn’t say she was wrong, but there were only those three rooms, and no other solution could be thought of. Then someone suggested that your Little Uncle’s family move to your house, saying that no matter what, you are all one family.

When someone mentioned this idea, many immediately agreed. In the end, Secretary Luo had no choice but to find your parents to discuss it.

They’ve been gone for half an hour, your mother worrying about you, left me and your grandma at home to wait for you to come back, to see how things really are.

Chuxia, don’t worry, Secretary Luo definitely won’t take their side, and with Wenbin there, and Fat Aunt too, your parents surely won’t be at a disadvantage."

Luo Xiaoqiong snorted coldly, "I told you, there’s something fishy about that fire. Why would it suddenly start now and not earlier or later?"

"Shameless. If someone told me that fire was an accident now, I wouldn’t believe it!" Chuxia said as she got off the bed, "Grandma, Grandpa, I have to go and see, or I won’t be at ease."

Zhou Mikang stopped her, "You can imagine how crowded it is there now. You better stay at home obediently. I promise, I can handle this matter, Xiaoqiong, stay home with her."

"Okay." Luo Xiaoqiong, who was eager to go, reluctantly agreed and sat back down. Chuxia gave her a push, "You go and see what’s going on, then come back and tell me."

"Okay."

The response was noticeably more energetic, making Old Lady Zhao smile helplessly. After Zhou Mikang and Luo Xiaoqiong left, Old Lady Zhao also got off the bed, "Chuxia, Grandma will make you some brown sugar egg dumplings."

"Grandma, I’m not hungry at all right now, you should just take a rest."

"Even if you’re not hungry, you have to eat. You’re not alone right now, you can’t let your body suffer. You’re already weaker than others, you need more nourishment..." muttered the old lady as she went to the main room. Chuxia wanted to follow her off the bed, but Old Master Zhao stopped her, "Chuxia, just stay put."

Chuxia’s face turned a bit sour, "Grandpa, I used to be able to do anything, why can’t I do anything now? I’m fine, I know my own body."