Da Tang Si Zi: My Six Super Rich Little Nuggets!

Chapter 100 The "Show-Off" Trio in the Kaleidoscope Alley

Xiao Si woke up the next day and went to school as usual.

Every day on my way to school, I have to walk through a narrow alley. The alley is long and narrow, but it makes it much easier for everyone to get to school.

Not only students, but also the uncles and aunts at both ends of the alley walk this road.

There's a small recess in the middle of the alley, and there's a door there.

When I go to school in the morning, the door is closed tightly, like a tightly shut mouth.

When school ended at noon, her mouth opened wide, like she was yawning, and she "spit out" an old lady's face.

This old lady was about the same age as Qiu Rongmu's mother. She was thin and leaned against the earthen platform in front of the door, sitting in a chair. Her body was so light that it seemed as if she could fly away with a gust of wind.

Her figure appeared even smaller against the backdrop of the chair, like a delicate piece of porcelain, exuding a fragile beauty.

Her shoulders were narrow, her back was slightly hunched, and she looked pitiful, with her head resting on her shoulders. Her neck was thin and long, and it looked quite wrinkled.

The next day, Xiao Si woke up and embarked on her journey to school as usual.

This narrow alley, which is the only way to get to school, is as narrow as a long, thin noodle, yet it miraculously makes the journey to school unobstructed.

Not only bookworms like Zhen Xiaosi, but even the uncles and aunts at both ends of the alley regard this path as a daily shortcut.

There are small recesses in the middle of the alley, where doors and windows are hidden.

In the morning, these doors were tightly shut, like a doorman keeping a tight lip.

But when school ended at noon, it suddenly turned into a series of holes, like a kaleidoscope.

The most terrifying thing is that there is a lion monster cave that looks like a gaping maw, and when the door is opened, an old lady will vomit out of it.

Zhen Xiaosi discovered that this old lady was about the same age as Qiu Rongmu's mother from the Tang Dynasty in her dream, and she was so thin that it seemed as if a gust of wind could blow her away to the ends of the earth.

She sat on the earthen platform in front of the door, in a chair, light and airy, like a delicate old porcelain piece that could dance in the wind, her fragile, aged appearance making one want to take care of her with utmost care.

Her shoulders were narrow and her back slightly hunched, which evoked pity in people. Her neck was long and thin, wrinkled, like a crumpled old map, making people wonder what kind of adventures she had gone through.

What made everyone uncomfortable was that whenever Zhen Xiaosi and her classmates arrived at the old aunt's territory like a flock of ducklings chattering away, the old aunt would hurriedly close her notebook like a startled turtle, as if it contained some terrible assassination secret.

She narrowed her old eyes, curled the corners of her mouth into a smile that said, "I have a secret, but you'll never guess it." Then, she would spit into the air, the spittle flying like a playful mosquito before finally landing with a "plop" in the dust, where each drop danced a little dance.

"Ugh~ That's disgusting~"

This unexpected "welcome ceremony" left the children both annoyed and confused, like a group of angry kids whose creamy ice cream had been smeared.

Their eyes widened, and they waved their little fists as if to say, "Hey, old lady, we're not to be messed with!"

But the old lady stood firm like a rock, just grinning foolishly, as if to say, "Come on, come on, my saliva is free! This is bird's nest with disinfecting properties."

"Ugh~ That's disgusting~"

Some of the mischievous children decided to respond to the old lady's "unhygienic enthusiasm" with clods of yellow clay.

The clods of dirt flew towards the old lady like shooting stars, and when they hit her, she would sometimes wince in pain.

Sometimes she acts as if nothing's wrong, still smiling foolishly.

Usually at this point, another person will run out from the lion's mouth to take care of her and chase away the naughty children.

The older woman said, "Oh dear, oh dear, isn't this just the children expressing their love? It's alright, it's alright... There's love, there's love..."

Immediately afterwards, the old lady's laughter was like a wild wind, rough yet incredibly mellow and natural!

Zhen Xiaosi and her classmates gradually realized that the old lady was not only old, but also possibly had a cute "senile" quality.

"Maybe it's Alzheimer's disease?"

Is it Alzheimer's disease?

"I don't know, it's weird anyway."

"Yeah, why not stay at home? It's a bit of a nuisance."

One day, Zhen Xiaosi mustered up her courage and slowly walked towards her, like a kitten trying to approach a big dog.

The old woman looked at her, and her smile seemed to hold countless untold stories.

As soon as Zhen Xiaosi saw the "show-off trio" she hated most approaching from afar, she prepared to run away, but the old lady shook her hand. Her hand was very warm. Xiaosi was stunned for a moment, but still ran away as if her life depended on it.

Zhen Xiaosi's "arch-enemy trio" consists of Ningning, Jiajia, and Nana.

Ningning and her friends didn't have any good intentions in approaching the old lady. Their goal was to get close enough to obtain the diary and see what was written inside.

The three of them discussed and decided to work together to move the chair, along with her, to the mound of earth in front of her house.

—That earthen platform was more than a foot high. If the old lady moved even slightly, her frail, elderly body, along with the chair, would tip over below the platform.

They wanted to see her tumble down in a pathetic state; they were just waiting to see the old lady make a fool of herself.

They wanted to "remove" this "obstacle".

As they walked towards her step by step, the old woman was unaware that danger was approaching.

She continued to smile foolishly, even gently stroking Ningning and Jiajia's hands with her wrinkled, dry, and thin fingers.

They noticed that the old lady's hands were as cold as a refrigerator and sticky with sweat, so they impatiently pulled them back.

With great effort, the group carried the elderly woman and her chair to the mound of earth by the door. Ningning, Jiajia, and Nana exchanged glances and said, "Grandma, it's more comfortable to sunbathe here."

At this moment, because she was a little unsteady, the old lady seemed to get a bit anxious and started spitting "pui pui pui" loudly, the spittle flying more spectacularly than a fountain!

The entire afternoon, the "show-off trio" sat in the classroom, their minds filled with the image of the old lady falling off the stage.

Oh my, that scene is too exciting. They can even imagine the old lady with a bloody head, exhausting the person taking care of her.

Unbeknownst to them, Zhen Xiaosi had secretly called the person who was taking care of her and also pulled in an uncle from the side to help, and they quietly carried the old lady back into the house.

That afternoon after school, Zhen Xiaosi hurriedly ran into the alley, and as soon as she got there, she saw the old lady reading the newspaper there.

Jiajia and the others also came over one after another, originally intending to watch the excitement.

Hey, that old lady is sitting in the chair again. I don't know when the chair was moved to the ground again.

The old lady grinned, revealing her teeth, and smiled foolishly. She seemed completely unaware that Ningning, Nana, and Jiajia were all intent on messing with her.

Jiajia secretly gave Ningning and Nana a wink, and they immediately understood. They went over together and tried to lift the chair up again.

This time, the old lady didn't spit. Instead, she grabbed their hands, stuffed a few candies into each of their hands, and then laughed foolishly.

Suddenly, Zhen Xiaosi, like a little megaphone, started yelling at the three of them: "Hey, hey, hey! You little rascals, don't you have any conscience? Everyone gets old one day, aren't you afraid that you'll become part of the scenery in the nursing home in the future?"

Nana rolled her eyes and retorted dismissively, "Zhen Xiaosi, did you just step out of a fairy tale book? Don't pretend to be a saint! We just wanted to get her a higher seat so she could have a better view!"

Zhen Xiaosi thought these classmates were hopeless. They had been wearing masks of hypocrisy since childhood and were little devils with vicious hearts. She was so angry that she felt like a rhinoceros that had eaten a chili pepper.

She understood that arguing with these kids was like trying to reason with a rock in a latrine, so she decided to keep her mouth shut to avoid wasting her breath and becoming one of the "chatterboxes" in the toilet...