Chapter 1143: Chapter 1143: Elder Cheney’s Dark History Abounds
However, last ti he had a fever, Jasy cooked porridge for him, but this ti, she was not there.
As he ate the orange Lilac Serval handed him, he truly missed Jasy.
He didn’t miss Elder Cheney much, but he really missed Jasy.
Lilac Serval casually peeled an orange for her master.
The hospital room was warm, filled with laughter and joyful voices.
Chale Cheney especially loved listening to his master’s stories, especially those about Elder Cheney.
“Master, was my dad as adorable as when he was little?”
“No.”
“Was he as smart as ?”
“No.”
“Was he as charming as ?”
“No.”
Chale Cheney was imdiately satisfied, his face brimming with a broad smile.
Kids are easy to appease.
“Master, what kind of mischief did my dad get into when he was little?”
“He was picky eating, and you can’t be picky at the training ground, but your dad was particularly fussy.” The old man chuckled, “Once, none of the dishes at the training ground suited his taste, so he secretly dumped his portion. I punished him by not letting him eat for two days, and that got rid of his pickiness a bit.”
“Got it.” Chale Cheney took ntal note.
“Also, your dad was relentless when it ca to bullying girls. Once when I was away on a trip, I asked him to look after younger brothers and sisters in training, and there was a junior sister who slacked, and he scolded her severely. The junior sister cried miserably, and when I ca back, she really gave your dad a hard ti.”
Saying this, the old man glanced at Lilac Serval.
When the old man spoke of the past, he was spirited, his eyes twinkling with light.
When you get older, you enjoy reminiscing, especially about the cheerful tis.
Lilac Serval was particularly embarrassed, that junior sister was none other than herself!
She was truly infuriated back then, how could there be a fellow apprentice like him? After all, the master wasn’t ho, everyone could have slacked off together, how nice.
But Sylvan Cheney and Charles McIntosh were the type to be very strict in their duties, never sloppy.
Later, she was so angry that she went to the master and accused Sylvan Cheney of putting a rat in her bed…
The master, protective of the girls, also gave Sylvan Cheney a talking-to.
Lilac thought about it and realized the master knew Sylvan well enough not to believe her one-sided story, but he was just indulging her a bit.
Childhood was genuinely simple and joyful.
“Noted.” Chale Cheney nodded to himself again.
Elder Cheney had so many dark secrets, oh.
He even bullied girls, hmph.
So naughty.
The old man said this with a chuckle.
“Little Lilac, look, Sylvan’s son is all grown up now, you and Charles, you should also hurry.” the elder said, “Of my favorite apprentices, you three are the ones I hope to see settled down soon.”
“Master, there you go again, have so orange.” Lilac Serval stuffed a piece of sweet tangerine into his mouth.
This master of hers, the older he got, the more nagging he beca.
In his younger days, he was strict, reserved, and stern.
He was incredibly firm when training people.
She hadn’t expected that in his old age, he’d beco like those old n in the park walking birds or dogs, idle and gossipy, only missing a birdcage to stroll around with.
The old man enjoyed the orange, chuckling happily.
He loved watching Little Chale Cheney, the little fellow looked just like a young Sylvan Cheney.
He was a spitting image.
He once worried no girl would tolerate Sylvan’s personality, but seeing Little Chale all grown up made him realize he had worried too much.
As Chale Cheney and the elder chatted, Lilac Serval busily transferred so money from her bank account to Charles McIntosh.
Charles McIntosh was quick about it, having already sent her his bank account details, acting like he was really short on money.
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