Chapter 1222: Picking Up Xibao 9
Zhao Xiaoyun had scheduled his departure for two days later. He would first take a bus to Huaibei City, then head southeast.
His grandmother had already returned to the Southwest Military Region from their ancestral home, so he didn’t need to stop there mid-journey.
Upon hearing this news, as they waited for Lu Jiang to return home that evening, Lu’s father, without time to execute his revenge on Lu Zhao’ai, said to Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue, "Tell Xiaoyun tomorrow that Xibao and I will join him on the bus. It’ll save you the trouble of having to drive us to the train station twice."
"So soon?" Feng Qingxue was taken by surprise.
Lu’s father spoke in a low voice, "Your Third Grandpa isn’t doing well mentally. He keeps mentioning Xibao, saying that ever since you all left last year, the heavens have stopped favoring us. Although our autumn harvest wasn’t bad, it was just enough to distribute the rations, with almost no reserves left. With summer harvest approaching in a month or so, your Third Grandpa worries that if heavens are angered, it might rain during the harvest, which could lead to reduced crop yields."
Feng Qingxue helplessly responded, "Dad, it really has nothing to do with Xibao. He doesn’t have that much influence with heaven."
"Not that much influence? If he doesn’t, then why do you have Zhuangzhuang wearing Xibao’s old clothes, while Dundun and Xiongxiong sometimes wear new ones, and sometimes those of Fubao’s. You never see Xibao’s old clothes on them, do you?" Lu’s father pointed out the obvious distinction among the triplets and frowned at the mention of Xiongxiong’s nickname, "I remember we named him ’Xiong’ for hero, ’Xiong’ as in mighty and powerful. Xiongxiong sounds so unpleasant, how did you pick such a name? There are so many nicer nicknames."
Feng Qingxue coughed and looked up at the ceiling.