The atmosphere grew tense, and the whole family became silent; even the pecking sounds of the fat chicken quieted down a lot.
"Grandpa?" Jing Shu called out with some confusion. What's up? Was Grandpa Jing about to announce something important?
Just as Grandpa Jing was about to speak, Grandma Jing smacked him. "Speak properly! You gave everyone a fright with that tap of your tobacco pipe. What's with you, thinking you're something big now, huh?"
Grandpa Jing's authoritative presence instantly deflated. He coughed before saying, "Old Man Zhang, who used to play with us, was a security guard at his son-in-law's factory. My chess buddy, Wang Choushou, used to work as a gatekeeper at Wu City's Power Bureau..."
Jing Shu's expression was odd. "So what?"
