Just getting off the tricycle, Yin Meng asked Run Sheng, "Is your grandpa senile?"
Run Sheng scratched his head, also a bit confused, wondering why his grandpa would be talking to a tree so early in the morning.
"Grandpa..."
Hearing this call, Mr. Shan got scared and fell to the ground, trembling several times.
Run Sheng and Yin Meng walked into the yard.
"Grandpa, what are you doing?"
"Nothing, just practicing."
"Then why were you talking to a tree just now?"
"I'm practicing a comedy sketch, just doing a monologue."
"Oh." Run Sheng asked again, "Grandpa, weren't you supposed to go to the temple this morning?"
"Right, I'm heading there now. You guys tidy up a bit at home."
Mr. Shan quickly got up, nodded and smiled at Yin Meng, and jogged out of the yard.
Last night he mentioned going to the temple today, just wanting to quickly leave Li Sanjiang's house to find a night game at the Gambling Village and lose the money he won as fast as possible.
