"Who says I haven’t mentioned it?" the elder glared, "When have I not spoken up?"
Mr. Su became displeased, "Old Hai, how can you speak about my son like that? Is my youngest son the one badmouthing you all behind your backs? Huai’an, make a note of this. When your uncle returns, have him have a serious talk with Hai Shen about his ideological and political work."
"Alright!" Su Huai’an replied, suppressing a laugh.
"How come you and your grandson are ganging up to bully people?" the elder slammed down the chess piece, "I quit, I quit. Your Su family is full of nothing but schemers and bad blood, not a single good one among you."
"I’m not playing anymore either, I didn’t even want to play! I’m in a bad mood and have been wanting to quit for a while now."
"You really have a thick skin, don’t you? Who else proclaims they’re in a bad mood? Do you think you’re some young girl?"
"So what if I’m in a bad mood? How can I be in a good mood when my granddaughter is missing?"
"Hehehe... My granddaughter, my own granddaughter has been missing for so many years, I’m in an even worse mood."
The two elders started to argue, a scene Su Huai’an was familiar with and had grown accustomed to.
Shen Feihu was dumbstruck, "Can the two of you please not fight?" He had come today because of that brat Jian Guo, and although he didn’t want to deal with the rascal, he couldn’t let go.
What would he do if something happened in Country S?
After a lot of thought, Shen Jianguo, who had never liked pulling strings, had no choice but to ask Elder Hai for help in making a call.
The eldest of the Hai family was in charge of this area, and a word from the elder was more useful than from anyone else. At the very least, it could ensure that if something really did happen to Jian Guo, he would receive prompt medical assistance.
"You shut up, it’s all your fault."
The two elders shifted their fire outward, united in their opposition, "Hurry up and go, don’t stay here and irritate us."
"Well then, I’m really leaving." Shen Feihu pretended to leave, but seeing that no one asked him to stay, he deliberately said loudly, "Today, I organized a visit from the General Union Dance Troupe’s girls to comfort the old revolutionaries and bring them warmth. Don’t you want to know how I arranged it?"
"Wait a minute..." Mr. Su couldn’t remain angry any longer, and grabbed Shen Feihu, asking, "Where did you assign Ningning, that girl?"
"To the retirement center in the north of the city!"
"You... you rascal, what use are you to me?" Mr. Su wanted to hit someone with his walking stick again.
"Grandpa..." Su Huai’an, too, felt helpless with his grandfather’s recent mood swings, "I’m sorry, President, don’t take it personally."
"Not at all!" Shen Feihu said nonchalantly.
"Why did you send Ningning to the retirement center? Why didn’t you send her to me? Am I not an old revolutionary? Am I not helpless and alone? Am I not lacking in warmth?"
"Grandpa..." Now even the usually good-natured Su Huai’an turned half of his handsome face dark with irritation. He had specially taken annual leave to stay at home and keep him company, and yet he still claimed to be helpless and alone?
"Grandpa, if dad hears what you just said, he’d probably be furious." What did he fly back in, a snail?
"Cough, cough, cough..." Mr. Su also realized that what he was saying was getting more and more outlandish and gave an embarrassed cough. But thinking of Sheng Ning, he insisted, "I don’t care, you must make sure Ningning comes to our house to bring warmth, hear me?"
"So you’re not sending me away anymore?"
"I’m dying of thirst here, haven’t had a sip of water all day." Shen Feihu lied with his eyes wide open.