Chapter 719: Chapter 435: Can I Endure This Humiliation? _2
He made a gesture and scared the grandparents.
“Stay here.” Mr. Qian stepped forward with his left foot and waved his banana fan, his face revealing his signature, cynical smirk—three parts see-through-the-world’s-hardships, seven parts chill.
As soon as he entered the room, Mr. Qian felt darkness before his eyes, the sun disappeared, and it was silent, a silence he had never experienced before, as if he had entered another world.
A cold wind blew suddenly, chilling to the bone, Mr. Qian looked up.
Centered in the room, the black and white plaques on the altar suddenly vibrated with a buzzing sound, making a bone-crushing noise.
Mr. Qian steeled himself and moved forward, the chilling wind intensified, and a piercing, tragic scream rang in his ears, sounding like a baby crying and a wrongfully deceased woman, unceasing, invoking the deepest fear in one’s heart. He got goosebumps all over his body from fright.
His face filled with terror, he quickly retreated from the room, closed the door behind him, and his heart thudded violently.
The overweight elderly lady moved closer, her red eyes staring intensely.
Mr. Qian rubbed his face to ease the tension and solemnly said, “I admit what I said earlier was over the top.”
…
Xue Yuantong witnessed the entire scene and ran ho to tell Jiang Ning, “Dongdong’s house is haunted!”
Jiang Ning, “Oh.”
“Aren’t you scared?” Xue Yuantong felt terrified, so scary.
Jiang Ning replied, “What’s there to be scared of, are you scared?”
Xue Yuantong put his hands on his hips, “I’m not scared at all!”
…
Around ten in the morning, Dan Kaiquan shouted in the group chat, “Anyone up for climbing Mount Taishan? So far it’s and Brother Nan.”
“@Shen Qing’e, can you tag everyone in the class?”
With that, the whole class received the ssage. Dong Qingfeng asked, “Which day are you guys going?”
Dan Kaiquan, “Which day can you?”
Yu Wen, “Yanan and I decided to leave for Tai City on the 10th.”
Dong Qingfeng’s enthusiasm increased, “Then I’ll also go on the 10th.”
Jiang Yanan suddenly tagged Chen Siyu, “Siyu, I heard you wanted to climb mountains in our previous chats, didn’t you?”
Although class 8 had many cliques, it wasn’t that they didn’t interact.
After a while, Chen Siyu popped up and replied, “Ah, really?”
Jiang Yanan joked, “Siyu, you really forget things easily.”
Chen Siyu guessed it must have been her sister chatting with Jiang Yanan and accidentally let it slip. That damn sister, always getting her into trouble!
Chen Siyu decided she would give her sister a good thrashing when she got ho that night!
“I guess I can’t make it, I’m currently selling clothes at my aunt’s shop.” Chen Siyu declined politely.
Hu Jun poked his head in, “Auntie?”
Chen Siyu explained, “Yeah, my mom’s younger sister.”
Hu Jun, “By any chance, is your aunt and your mom twins?”
Guo Kunnan, “Dude, Chen Siyu, just ignore him.”
Bai Yuxia asked, “Is selling clothes tough?”
Chen Siyu finally found soone to complain to and imdiately said, “It’s so busy, from 8 in the morning, non-stop, I’m almost losing my voice!”
Dong Qingfeng, “It’s dry, make sure to drink more water and protect your voice. I’m afraid I won’t hear your beautiful voice next sester.”
Guo Kunnan, “…”
Internally scornful, ‘Such a freaking dog!’
People like Guo Kunnan would never utter such words.
Seeing soone else had shown concern, Bai Yuxia asked sothing more practical, “How many pieces of clothing did you sell this morning?”
After hearing that, Chen Siyu responded, “Let check… (sweaty) Not a single sale.”
Bai Yuxia, “As expected.”
…
In the suburban area, a big motorcycle roared; Uncle Zhang was in front, his son, Xiao Zhang, behind him, and further back, a securely tied suitcase.
Compared to Uncle Zhang’s burly build, Xiao Zhang was of average build, dressed in a currently popular retro baseball sport T-shirt and retro sport shorts.
Xiao Zhang had also perd his hair.
He had initially planned to stay in An City to work during the sumr break. Unfortunately, he could only work as a waiter or in a factory, with no good jobs available, and with his parents urging him from ho, he could only co ho for a few days.
“At ho, we’ve got crab, lamb chops, perch, and eel, I’ll cook them for you at noon.”
Uncle Zhang’s aty face showed a rare tenderness that wasn’t usually there when he looked at his son.
Xiao Zhang said, “That’s too much.”
Uncle Zhang replied, “What’s too much? You hardly co ho, how can I not prepare sothing tasty for you?”
As they passed a fruit store, Uncle Zhang stopped the motorcycle, “Let’s buy so fruit to take ho.”
Entering the fruit supermarket, Uncle Zhang knew his son loved lychees, so he weighed two pounds first.
He also bought two boxes of bayberries, then strolled over to the peach shelf. Even though it was a small supermarket, the peaches were still graded. The cheapest cost one or two yuan per pound, and the most expensive cost seven or eight yuan per pound.
Uncle Zhang was a pig killer, so money wasn’t an issue, but he usually liked to save. He planned to save so more to buy an apartnt for his son in An City in a couple of years.
That’s why he normally chose the cheaper or middle-priced fruits.
But this ti, with his son visiting, Uncle Zhang couldn’t settle for the cheap ones, and he directly picked the most expensive peaches.
But Xiao Zhang stopped him.
Uncle Zhang glanced at Xiao Zhang, and then heard him say, “Dad, that’s too expensive. Let’s get the cheaper ones.”
Uncle Zhang paused, an indescribable feeling welled up in his heart. He rembered how his son always wanted the best things when buying stuff, but now that he was in university…
His son had grown up and learned to save money.
However, how could he, as a parent, let his child suffer?
Uncle Zhang laughed heartily, showing the dominance of a pig killer: “Today we eat the expensive ones; your dad isn’t short on cash!”
He grabbed a handful of peaches with a big hand.
…
The roaring sound of a motorcycle echoed through the River Dam Bungalow.
As soon as Yuantong heard it, she knew it wasn’t her mother’s electric moped; it was Uncle Zhang who had returned.
Ning didn’t activate his Divine Sense, and was still resting on the lounge chair.
Uncle Zhang stopped the motorcycle at the gate, and Xiao Zhang asked with curiosity, “Who was that boy at Aunt Gu’s door just now?”
He had long been a resident here, but because he only ca ho for a few days during the winter holiday job, he hadn’t seen Ning.
Uncle Zhang replied, “That’s Xiao Jiang from next door, a student at Fourth Middle School. He rents a room at the Xiao Gu family’s house.”
Xiao Zhang didn’t think much about it; it was just a high school student, and he was already a university student.
In his view, anyone below university level was insignificant.
After washing a basin, Uncle Zhang carried a bag of peaches to the doorstep.
Yuantong had monopolized the little wooden table with water and books. After reading for a while, she suddenly told Ning,
“The firewood at ho is gone, let’s go pick up so dry branches by the river this afternoon!”
Although they mostly used a gas stove for cooking at ho, when preparing special dishes, they had to use a traditional pot, which made the food taste better using the pot.
Ning replied with a “hmm,” which signified his agreent.
Yuantong said, “This ti I’ll collect a lot.”
“Oh.”
“Mom has a day off tomorrow, we’ll steam buns,” Yuantong rambled on, “We’ll steam a lot at once, put them in the fridge, and then just reheat a few each day for als.”
Ning was surrounded by her crisp voice, soothing and comfortable. He felt like taking a nap.
Neighbor Uncle Zhang was originally preparing to wash the peaches, but when he saw his big wolf dog squatting by Ning’s door, his face darkened.
Ever since the dog had been beaten by Ning, it seed to have recognized Ning as its master, staying by Ning’s door to guard it unless it was alti.
How could Uncle Zhang stand this grievance? He didn’t even wash the peaches and picked up the bag to look for the dog.
When Uncle Zhang ca over, he gave the wolf dog a resentful kick and then heard Yuantong talking about steaming buns. He furrowed his brows and plotted.
With a feigned smile, he said, “Xiao Jiang and Tongtong, Uncle has a question for you.”
“If steaming one bun takes 10 minutes, how long does it take to steam 10 buns?”
Yuantong imdiately answered, “It’s still 10 minutes because the buns can be stead together.”
Uncle Zhang asked, “It takes 3 minutes to eat one peach, so how long to eat eight peaches?”
Yuantong replied, “24 minutes, because unlike buns, peaches can only be eaten one at a ti.”
Uncle Zhang scoffed after hearing that, setting the bag down on the wooden table with a loud “bang!” His tone aggressive,
“There are eight peaches inside, let’s see if you can finish them in 24 minutes?”
Yuantong thought, isn’t this a good deal?
Ning took out a fruit knife and peeled the peaches for Yuantong.
Then, under Uncle Zhang’s watchful eyes, Yuantong took 24 minutes to finish all eight peaches.
She didn’t forget to thank him, “Uncle Zhang, you are such a good man!”
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