Chapter 45-Grief in Rhoka: The Cannon Blast and a Mother’s Death
“During the day before last, Tao Hua’s face was flushed red. Where did he go? Tao Hua’s smile was still the same as before.”
Xiao Xiaoxiao found his mother at the back of the mountain. His mother didn’t know him, so she only looked at him with a strange smile.
There was the melodious sound of his father’s zither again. It was his only zither.
The wind was moving, and the sound of the zither was also moving. Xiao Xiaoxiao’s heart was moving. He helped his mother out of the room, one step at a time.
Soon, night fell. Rosa was quiet and distant.
The starry sky of Rhoka Town was bright and chilly. Xiao Fengzi was still singing his unchanging song at the foot of the village.
Xiao Xiaoxiao had once again become the focus of attention in Rhoka Town, including Xiaoan and Xiao Laosan.
The proudest person in Xiao Village was Xiao Changhe. He would bring up his son, Xiaoan, whenever he met someone. This was his supreme honor.
Xiao Changhe had become even more influential in Xiao Village and even in the entire town of Rhoka. His tone had also changed. In front of Ouyang Zhenhua, he didn’t have to lower his voice. The village head didn’t matter to Xiao Changhe anymore.
Recently, Xiao Changhe had discovered that everyone in the Rhoca Town had treated him politely. Even Lin Menghua, who had always opposed him, had stopped provoking him. Ouyang Zhenhua’s tone of voice was unusually amiable, and Xiao Changhe liked this sort of atmosphere.
Old Three Xiao’s position in Roka Town had changed. Those who looked down on him no longer dared to disrespect him, but more people sighed.
“Sigh! I didn’t expect people like Xiao Laosan to be able to stand out in public. Looks like time has really changed.”
“Tell me, Old Three Xiao doesn’t do anything when he’s bored. He’s already rich. It seems like the money outside is easy to earn. “
“Even someone like Ol’ Three Xiao can make a fool of himself. Say, if we go out, it’ll be better than him. “
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There were all sorts of people in the village, and the Xiao Family’s ancestral hall was filled with people. Xiao Xiaoxiao’s house had been filled with people these past few days, and they had been listening to everything outside.
At night, the night at the Xiao Family’s ancestral hall was where the young people’s dreams started. They were fantasizing and discussing.
They couldn’t hear Granny Wang’s story anymore. People were talking about the outside world, and not just here. The entire Tao Hua Town was talking about it.
The night at the Xiao Family’s ancestral hall was all-round, and you could talk about it in broad daylight. No one cared about it. Even Xiao Laosan stood out, let alone others.