Gasp! She's a Time Traveler Using Modern Tech to Improve Ancient Life Chapter 665 - 663: Liang Elder’s Disciple?

Gu Jingyu’s son, whose nickna is Chenchen, had his hundred-day banquet held at the community hall belonging to Liang Village.

This hall, besides being used for village etings, serves as a venue for weddings, funerals, and other significant life events of the villagers.

After Lin Wanwan’s plane landed in Yongcheng, she didn’t go directly to the banquet but instead took a taxi back to her small villa.

After more than three months of recovery, her German Shepherd, Fugui, was lively and healthy. Su Yanwei, seeing that things were calm lately, had moved back to his own ho a month ago.

Now, he cos over daily to walk the dog and air the house.

When Lin Wanwan returned ho, he happened to have hired an hourly worker and was sitting in the courtyard playing with Fugui while waiting for the worker to clean.

"Wanwan, you’re back? Why didn’t you call in advance? I could’ve picked you up at the airport," Su Yanwei said, putting down the toy and standing up.

Fugui, upon hearing Lin Wanwan’s presence, excitedly ran to her, wagging his tail and bouncing around her, sniffing at her.

"I’m here today to attend Gu Jingyu’s son’s hundred-day banquet and will be heading back the sa day." Lin Wanwan squatted down to pet Fugui, saying, "Fugui, let pet you!"

Fugui complied, lying down obediently in front of her, ready to please.

Su Yanwei laughed, saying, "This dog only recognizes you as its owner. It acts stubborn when I give orders, sotis pretending not to understand. I’ve walked it for half a year, but it still hasn’t ward up to ."

"Oh, my Fugui is so loyal, seems like my affection wasn’t wasted." Lin Wanwan said with a smile.

"Wanwan, how long are you staying this ti?" Su Yanwei asked, leaning against the door fra.

Lin Wanwan replied, "I’ve got an evening flight, so I’m heading back today. The Chinese dicine class in the Ancient City has finished, not much left to do, I’ll be back in the middle of next month. You’ve worked hard these past six months."

Su Yanwei laughed, "What’s hard about it? It’s what I should do. Wanwan, so now you’re a certified Chinese dicine doctor?"

Lin Wanwan laughed, "Yeah, I passed the practical skills exam two months ago and recently took the dical comprehensive written exam, which I should pass if all goes well. Once I get the dical practitioner’s certificate, I can work legally."

Su Yanwei sighed, "Wanwan, you’re really impressive, deciding to study Chinese dicine and doing it."

"How are the shops I asked you to look into?"

"Oh, in Tis City at Dazhuang, there are two adjacent shops on the second floor for sale, quite spacious. The location seems good, and there are no disputes involved with these shops from what I dug up. Are you free today? Want to take a look?"

Lin Wanwan checked the ti and said, "Okay, can you schedule it for around three or four in the afternoon?"

"Sure, let arrange that." Su Yanwei nodded, "I’ll call the landlords."

"Thanks."

After chatting with Su Yanwei for a while, the two hourly workers cleaning inside finished up and ca out.

Three months ago, an incident occurred. Although the person died en route to the hospital, not in Lin Wanwan’s villa, the police tape was up those days, with officers coming and going, sparking rumors.

The local housekeepers were too scared to co to clean Lin Wanwan’s ho, so now it’s being cleaned by middle-aged won from elsewhere.

What happened in Lin Wanwan’s villa was widely complained about in the neighborhood group, mainly because it affected property prices.

Everyone said that Lin Wanwan’s villa was unlucky, with so many incidents happening in just a year, eventually leading to a fatal case.

Lin Wanwan firmly refused to accept the rumors about her villa being haunted! She insisted that the criminal didn’t die in her villa but on the ambulance, and repeatedly pasted the police announcent to prove her innocence.

Yet, the impact was there, and it was hard to dispel quickly. Now, even property cleaners quickened their pace when passing by, let alone theft.

But Lin Wanwan didn’t mind, as she rarely interacted with neighbors anyway; now it’s even quieter.

After locking the door and taking Fugui with her, Lin Wanwan set off to et Su Yanwei at the scheduled ti to check the shops, then drove to Liang Village.

By now, it was about ti for the banquet to start.

Gu Jingyu didn’t have many friends, and even fewer were classmates.

For this hundred-day banquet, there weren’t many friends from the female side, naturally sharing tables with the male side’s friends.

Fortunately, Gu Jingyu invited her ntor, who is now Lin Wanwan’s company’s deputy manager, Pan Junqi. She also invited a newly taken apprentice during her pregnancy, who is now one of the company’s operators, Qian Jiayi.

Both were people from Lin Wanwan’s company, so seating them together ensured there would be familiar faces, avoiding awkwardness.

However, at Lin Wanwan’s table, there was soone else familiar to her.

The person also rembered Lin Wanwan; after all, a beauty like Lin Wanwan is rarely seen in life. Once seen, it’s hard to forget.

This person was none other than the acne-faced lady who sprayed color powder on her during Gu Jingyu’s wedding, causing her to pay a large cleaning fee to the bridal shop!

But today, under thick makeup, the acne marks on her face were not visible, though her unpleasant deanor remained unchanged.

At the table, Lin Wanwan exchanged a few words with Pan Junqi about company matters, then listened to the acne-faced lady boastfully chattering.

Turns out she finally found herself a boyfriend, full of spring bliss and pride!

Yet Lin Wanwan looked at her ordinary-looking boyfriend, wondering what made her so proud; was this where love sees beauty beyond asure?

He was plainly an ordinary young man, not even remotely comparable to the impressive figures like Pei Xingjian and Gu Feng that Lin Wanwan encountered in Great Tang, not even to today’s host, Liang Xingchi.

Halfway through the banquet, Lin Wanwan finally understood the source of her pride; apparently, her boyfriend’s father ran a Chinese dicine Hall and was supposedly a disciple of a renowned master.

Wait a mont, who did she just ntion?

Lin Wanwan interjected, "Did you say your future father-in-law is a disciple of Liang Zhenxiang the elder?"

The acne-faced lady triumphantly replied, "Yes, yes! You have so knowledge; have you heard of Master Liang’s reputation? He’s one of the top Divine Doctors in modern Chinese dicine, even treating central governnt leaders. My grandpa studied under Master Liang!"

Lin Wanwan revealed a peculiar expression, "What’s your grandpa’s na?"

Seeing Lin Wanwan’s interest, the acne-faced lady animatedly replied, "Chen Xinhua, Chen’s Chinese dicine Hall is my grandpa’s establishnt."

Chen Xinhua? Lin Wanwan recalled thoroughly; there was definitely no such person among Master Liang’s direct disciples, not even among his ntored master’s degree students.

Most likely, it was similar to Lin Wanwan’s previous study sessions, signing up for and attending a few major classes of Master Liang.

From a teacher-student perspective, saying they learned from Master Liang wasn’t wrong.

But... Lin Wanwan sipped her drink, hiding her amusent.

Listening to this vain acne-faced lady boast about her grandpa’s skills, no matter how she heard it, it was comical.