I listened to my sister's words today.

Ye Shihan carried her sister through alley after alley, panting like a fish out of water.

"Sister, can you take a break..."

Yun Yiruo's voice was weak, and her whole body was hanging on Ye Shihan's shoulder.

"We're almost at the exit!" Ye Shihan gritted her teeth, her legs numb from running.

At the intersection ahead, a headlight swept past, and the police car did a beautiful tailspin and stopped steadily. The door opened, and a policeman got out of the car and opened the back door.

"Hello, police!" The man's voice was calm, but his tone revealed an irresistible majesty.

"If you run again, it will be rude."

Yun Yiruo couldn't even stand steadily, his feet slipped and he almost fell to the ground.

Holding his forehead, his vision went dark, and there was only one thought in his mind - it's over, the loss is maximized.

Ye Shihan glanced at the road they came from and saw several policemen rushing over.

He nudged his sister and said in a relaxed tone, as if he was inviting someone to an amusement park: "Look, I found another fun place for you."

Yun Yiruo didn't have the strength to fight back, so she could only let the police drag her into the police car.

The sirens weren't sounding, and my mind was in a mess.

"So... what am I? Young and promising, successfully eating the government's food?"

The police car drove smoothly into the police station. The door opened and an officer stood at the door. He pointed to the waiting room and said, "Go in and contact your guardian. When they arrive, go next door to sign the penalty notice."

Ye Shihan sighed, took out her cell phone and was about to dial a number, but Yun Yiruo held her finger tightly.

"No, no, no! Don't call Mom! If she finds out, she'll definitely tell Sister Jiang! If she finds out, my butt will be fucked!"

Ye Shihan didn't want to call her mother either. If word got back home, not only would her butt be in trouble, but her ears would be worn out by her nagging during the New Year.

The two exchanged glances and quickly reached a consensus—

"grandfather!"

"Yes! Grandpa!"

Grandpa is the easiest person to talk to at home, and he embodies the spirit of grandparents’ affection to the fullest. At critical moments, we still have to rely on him!

But the question is, who will fight?

"You go ahead and fight."

"No, no, no, you fight first."

"Hit me, hit me!"

"Hit me, hit me!"

The two pushed each other back and forth, neither of them willing to press the dial button.

The police officer stared at their endless tug-of-war, and finally, unable to bear it any longer, he slammed the table.

"Alright, alright! Hurry up!"

Under the urging of the police, Ye Shihan finally pressed the dial button.

The old man was sitting on the armchair, squinting his eyes slightly, holding an exquisite blue and white porcelain cup in his hand, savoring the new tea given by his children.

The air was filled with the aroma of tea, and the people sitting around were chatting animatedly, reminiscing about the old times, with laughter echoing from time to time.

The sudden ringing of the phone suddenly broke the warmth.

The old man frowned slightly, looked around, then waved his hand, signaling everyone to continue talking.

He casually placed the teacup on the table, picked up the phone, and spoke calmly, "Hello? Shihan, why are you calling so suddenly? Did you forget to bring cash when you went out to buy something?"

"Well, let me tell you, there are still several stores that don't have the QR code. It's really troublesome."

There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone, followed by Ye Shihan's slightly hesitant voice, even with a bit of unnatural stuttering: "Grandpa...are my parents here?"

The old man raised his eyebrows, his tone suddenly becoming teasing. "Hey, what's up? Is this the new trend among you young people to make phone calls?"

"Or do you want me to cover for you secretly again?"

"That... that's nothing. I just... set off some fireworks and was... taken to the police station."

As soon as the words fell, it was as if the pause button was pressed on the other end of the phone.

The old man almost knocked over the teacup. The smile on his face froze instantly. His mouth opened slightly, but he couldn't speak for a while.

"You girl, what did you do?"

"I know you're excited, but don't get excited yet!"

"If my mom knew about this, she would probably nag me non-stop!"

The old man suddenly sat up straight, holding the handle of the chair and pretending to stand up. The expression on his face changed unpredictably and his brows furrowed even deeper.

But the next second, he sat back in his chair, muttering: "This little ancestor... this little ancestor!"

His actions immediately attracted the attention of the family members nearby.

Yun's father was helping the old lady organize New Year's goods. He was concentrating on tying a bundle of red sausages and didn't notice anything unusual.

However, Luo's mother keenly noticed the old man's abnormality - after all, it is not a normal reaction for a person to stand up and then suddenly sit down.

"Dad, what's wrong?" Luo's mother vigilantly put down the peanut candy in her hand and fixed her eyes on the old man.

The old man glanced at her meaningfully, then deliberately raised his voice and drew out his words: "Okay, okay, okay, I got it, I got it. We'll send you the money right away!"

"Just stay there and don't run around, ah!"

After hanging up the phone, the old man sighed deeply, his eyes full of helplessness.

Luo's mother immediately narrowed her eyes in alertness: "Dad, what do you mean by sending money?"

"Uh..." The old man paused, glanced quickly at Yun's father, pondered for two seconds, and immediately made up a story in a serious manner.

"Well, Shihan and Yiruo bought some things outside, and the boss didn't have a QR code, so he asked me to send some money."

When Luo's mother heard this, her expression softened a little, but she still stared at the old man suspiciously: "Is that it?"

The old man coughed dryly and picked up his teacup to hide his guilty conscience: "What else can I do?"

"Then why did you look like you were about to explode?"

"...Ahem, I'm happy."

The old man took a sip of tea calmly, then became serious.

Luo's mother frowned, feeling that something was wrong, but she couldn't find the flaw.

Only when she turned around to prepare New Year's goods did the old man breathe a sigh of relief and gave Yun's father a wink.

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In the police station, Ye Shihan and Yun Yiruo sat obediently on the chairs in the waiting room, chatting idly.

Sister, do you think I must be very tired after setting off fireworks in the Second Ring Road?

I heard that he would be detained again.

If there is no detention, how is the dinner here?

The two chatted and laughed in the observation room.

The police officer sitting next to them was speechless. Is it funny? Are the young people's sense of humor so low nowadays?

This is the waiting room of the police station. Ye Shihan and Yun Yiruo are sitting obediently on a row of cold iron benches.

Beside him were a few idle policemen, all with expressionless faces, occasionally glancing down at the notes or their phones.

Yun Yiruo put her hands in her sleeves, her eyes were wandering, but there was a mischievous smile on the corner of her mouth.

He leaned closer to Ye Shihan and lowered his voice, "Sister, do you think I'll be severely punished if I set off fireworks in the Second Ring Road?"

Ye Shihan glanced at her sideways and sighed helplessly: "It seems so. I heard that he will be detained."

As soon as he finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of the policeman standing guard in the corner and quickly lowered his voice.

Yun Yiruo blinked when she heard that, looking fearless as she tilted her head to look at the ceiling.

He muttered, "There's no question of detention... Even if I really have to be detained, how's the dinner here?

The two of them sang in unison, and as they talked, they actually laughed out loud in this solemn atmosphere, their shoulders shaking slightly with laughter.

Ye Shihan tried hard to hold it back, but still couldn't help but twitching the corners of her mouth. Yun Yiruo was even more unconcealed, grinning like a cat stealing some fish.

The policeman next to them finally couldn't help it. He twitched his mouth and looked at the two girls with complicated eyes.

Did they not understand the situation, or were they just too careless?

What era is this? How can you still smile so happily when being taken to the police station?