Chapter 838: Chapter 818: Paying with Jimo Cheng’s Card
"Grandpa, where have you been?" Seeing that Old Master Luo finally appeared, Luo Qianqian quickly pulled him into the store. "Senior Brother, this is my grandpa; Grandpa, this is Grandpa Kong’s eldest disciple, Jin Yang."
"Fang Hui..." Who would’ve thought Old Master Luo would be dumbfounded as soon as he saw Fang Youyuan.
Luo Qianqian was also a bit stunned. What? Fang Hui? Who’s that? Though Senior Brother’s surname is indeed Fang...
Fang Youyuan showed no signs of surprise, bowed to Old Master Luo, and said, "Hello, Grandpa Luo."
"Your grandfather... is Fang Hui, isn’t he?" Old Master Luo excitedly grabbed Fang Youyuan’s hand, tears streaming down: "Your grandfather... saved my life..."
"My father once mentioned Grandpa’s stories, and my teacher told me too. Seeing Grandpa Luo now, I feel a bit like seeing Grandpa." Fang Youyuan’s face was full of longing. "In my heart, Grandpa should be like this—kind but with a touch of severity, strict with his grandson, doting on his granddaughter."
"Your father, how is he?" Old Master Luo also looked full of emotion.
The store’s staff, seeing this, immediately closed the doors, paused business, and catered exclusively to the Luo Family.
This also facilitated the boss’s reunion and catching up.
Luo Qianqian looked bewildered as she watched Grandpa and Senior Brother. What was going on?
Despite her confusion, she stood obediently beside Grandpa, watching him chat with Senior Brother. As for the others, they moved aside, some checking out clothes, some attending to customers, others brainstorming and strategizing.
All the tea and beverages were served, completely following Level One VIP standards.
"Dad has passed away, with Mom, during a trip, in a plane crash." Fang Youyuan’s face was calm, but his words left Old Master Luo in shock.
"Is that so..." Old Master Luo felt touched and looked at Luo Qianqian: "From now on, bring your Senior Brother home more often."
Luo Qianqian nodded. Old Master Luo spoke a few more words with Fang Youyuan and then sat aside, looking a bit defeated.
Meanwhile, Fang Youyuan simply patted Luo Qianqian on the shoulder: "Go accompany Grandpa; I’ll help Grandma pick out clothes."
Luo Qianqian nodded and sat beside Old Master Luo.
"Grandpa, what’s wrong?" Seeing the expression on Old Master Luo’s face, Luo Qianqian felt a bit sad. It was rare to see him look so remorseful, regretful, and sorrowful. The last time was when the news of Luo Shufan’s disappearance reached the Luo family.
"Fang Hui was Grandpa’s good friend. Compared to Old Man Jimo, Grandpa liked that child more; upright, kind, generous, selfless. All beautiful words suit him perfectly. At that time, he had just gotten married, and every time his wife would send letters, she’d brag to us endlessly, but the food she sent was never kept private, always shared with everyone... Later, after one of his vacations, about two months passed, his wife became pregnant. He was so happy, kept telling us that when the war was over, he’d go home and hold his son every day."
As he spoke, Old Master Luo smiled, his face filled with nostalgia, as if he had returned to those years full of gunfire.
The next moment, his face showed a deep sadness: "But he didn’t wait for the war to end before leaving us, to save us..."
"Later on, the compensation reached his wife’s hands. She didn’t believe it, so she followed the address on the letters and came over. After confirming it was true, she went into premature labor while pregnant in such an environment. What antibiotics were there? What anesthetics? What plasma?... Stunned by the shock, after giving birth to the child, she accompanied Fang Hui. We buried them together, and the child was given to an orphanage. Later, when the war ended and liberation came, I went looking for that child, but the director said he had been taken by my comrade..."
"Was it Grandpa Jimo?" Luo Qianqian paused for a moment and asked.
Old Master Luo nodded: "Yes, if it weren’t for this, who would agree to unreliable promises about grandsons and granddaughters?"
...You know it’s unreliable, huh?
"Grandpa Luo." Fang Youyuan was unknowingly standing behind the two.
Luo Qianqian quickly turned to look at him, her face full of nervousness.
Fang Youyuan reached out to pat her head: "It’s nice to hear such stories from you about Grandpa; when Grandpa saved people, he must have thought about Grandma and the baby in her belly, but he chose to abandon his small family for the sake of everyone. Grandpa Jimo said that such people are worthy of reverence from later generations."
Luo Qianqian looked at Fang Youyuan, eyes full of firmness: "But if my Grandpa did this, leaving Grandma and Dad behind like that, I would definitely hate him."
"You’re still young." Fang Youyuan’s face maintained a calm smile, without any hostility: "The country comes first, then the family."
"Oh, your family is full of people like this." Old Master Luo gently shook his head: "If you ever need anything, feel free to come to Grandpa. If it’s something I can do, I absolutely won’t refuse."
Who knew Fang Youyuan would have a glimmer in his eyes: "Really?"
"Really." Old Master Luo looked serious.
"Then I want to try Grandpa Luo’s braised pork; Grandpa Jimo said it’s the best. Every time, Grandpa can eat a big bowl." Fang Youyuan’s face full of smiles, with longing.
"Grandpa can cook?" Luo Qianqian looked incredulous.
"What can’t your Grandpa do?" In front of his granddaughter, Old Master Luo wasn’t about to lose face.
"Come to our house for dinner tonight; I’ll make you a table to try." Old Master Luo said proudly.
Yue Tingyu, who just changed into new clothes, was exasperated, realizing there was no need to think about it; this month of vegetable-eating was definitely in vain.
"Wow, Grandma looks great in that outfit." Luo Qianqian quickly approached Yue Tingyu, noticing her slightly displeased expression. "Grandpa, hurry up and pay the bill."
"Okay, okay, okay." Seeing his wife’s expression, Old Master Luo knew exactly why. He quickly agreed.
"Qhianqhian is joking; why be so courteous with your Senior Brother? It’s just a piece of clothing; it’s fine to give Grandma a present for meeting her, as long as Grandma doesn’t mind... How about this..." Fang Youyuan turned to the staff: "Bring out the jewelry I just brought."
The staff swallowed nervously before daring to fetch it.
Luo Qianqian walked up to Fang Youyuan: "Is Senior Brother apologizing?"
"Isn’t that right? Seems like I made a mistake?" Fang Youyuan nodded lightly, then glanced at Luo Qianqian’s two aunts and two sisters-in-law. After thinking for a moment, he waved the staff over, pointed at the four women, said a few words, and the staff nodded and left.
Soon, Luo Qianqian saw staff bringing clothes to First Aunt and Second Aunt.
Even Qin Nuan and Cong Rong received clothes.
Luo Qianqian looked up in confusion at Fang Youyuan.
Fang Youyuan spread his hands: "No helping it, Qhianqhian’s family all have standard figures, and the sizes are just right; not like Qhianqhian, too short, can’t even wear the smallest size."
Initially hesitant, Jia Ning and Ye Qianying laughed upon hearing this, and Jia Ning said, "So shall we go try them on?"
Fang Youyuan nodded with a smile: "Please."
Cong Rong and Qin Nuan were directly pushed into the fitting room by Luo Qianqian.
Luo Qianqian pouted, took out a card: "Don’t give me any discounts; this is your cute junior disciple’s card."
"Are you tricking your Senior Brother?" Fang Youyuan raised his eyebrows, took the card, whispered to the staff, and handed it over.
"No, I’m tricking my boyfriend; if I were tricking my Senior Brother, I wouldn’t pay." Luo Qianqian shrugged.
Actually, it’s not entirely her fault; the other two wealthy cards were used for investments, and An Zilan’s card for living expenses clearly... isn’t enough for the purchase.
