Chapter 155

Though the groom didn't understand, he obediently ran over and quickly brought back a steaming hot roast chicken.

The old master took the roast chicken and shoved it straight into Hua Hua Chenyu's hands.

With a face full of kindly affection.

"Child, with that illness of yours... the days you have left probably aren't many."

"Don't shortchange yourself. Eat whatever you want to eat."

Huh? Everyone was stunned.

The old master was still 4.4 going on and on.

"So young and already struck with such a serious illness — truly a pity."

"Back in the old society, with a delicate look like yours, plenty of landlord-types would have had a taste for it."

"Sold into a landlord's house, you could fetch two silver dollars."

"Grandpa's been through it all, take an old man's advice."

"Now it's the new society — feudal superstition's out of style, we've got to believe in science."

"If you're sick, go to the hospital and get treated!"

"Going to find shamans, witches, great sorcerers, doing that whole spirit-possession routine... that's feudal superstition!"

The scene fell silent all at once, and quite a few people quietly nodded.

The old master really sees things clearly!

Hua Hua Chenyu's face went dark.

You're the sick one, you're the sick one, your whole family is sick!

Just as he was about to blow up, the groom spoke first.

"Grandpa, grandpa, you've got it wrong."

"He's singing — this is his singing style..."

Huh?

Every friend and relative present was completely dumbfounded.

This is a singing style?

How is this any different from being sick?

Old Confucius said it well: a household with an elder is like having a treasure.

An old person's life experience — that's no joke!

Hearing this, the old master paused for a moment, then suddenly realized.

After some thought, though reluctant, he still made a decision.

"I get it now, I really get it this time!"

"Xiaobing, run to the kitchen again and bring back a pig's trotter."

"There's a pair of walnuts I've been rolling in my hand for twenty years by my bed — bring those too."

"Crack the walnuts, take out the kernels, and give them to this child to eat."

Then he turned to Hua Hua Chenyu, his face full of kindly concern.

"Child, eat some walnut kernels to nourish your brain."

"Though it's probably no use anymore."

"After all, your case here is... a sick brain — truly beyond cure..."