"Yes!" Sun Gan had been carrying Sheng Ning’s big bag all along, already prepared to see her off.
"Then Grandpa, please go slow; I have ti to visit you." She had to admit, Su Hai’s talk last night did have an effect; she could now call the old man "Grandpa" without any hesitation.
"Good, good, good... Don’t work too hard when you return, and make sure to visit often. I’m very lonely in the big courtyard, an old man, all alone..." The old man was always ready to play his part, but before he could finish speaking, he was tapped by his youngest son.
"Dad, aren’t you afraid the wind will sweep your tongue away for saying that? Are my brother and I unfilial sons?"
"Hehehe..." The old man pretended not to hear, continuously waving at Sheng Ning until he watched her get into the car, then he turned and gave Su Hai a cold look.
"I say, Comrade Xiao Hai!"
"Here, leader, what are your instructions?" Su Hai played along.
The old man was in a good mood and chuckled. "What use do I have for you? A good-for-nothing; it still requires , your old man, to personally step in."
"That’s true, that’s true... How can I compare to you? Why else would you be the old man, and I the son?"
The others wanted to laugh but dared not; they uncomfortably turned their heads to the side.
"Scram, you jerk!" How did it feel like that kid had just cursed at him?
"Dad, you’re tired too. Let take you ho first; the family doctor is already waiting at ho."
"Okay!" This ti the old man was very cooperative. "I need to take good care of myself and live a few more years, so I can support Ningning for a bit longer."
A flicker of pain swiftly crossed Su Hai’s deep eyes. The old man’s body had been falling apart, and the main reason he hadn’t collapsed recently was due to the strong ntal support from finding his granddaughter.
If sothing were to happen...
He dared not imagine.
Upstairs, ng Ping watched everyone leave until Su Hai suddenly turned back, his wise gaze unexpectedly crashing into his.
"Hey nephew, is your injury better?" Su Hai let others help the old man into the car, pausing to wave at ng Ping from a distance.
ng Ping’s face was pale and somber, his eyebrows slightly furrowed as he motioned a throat-slitting gesture at Su Hai.
Su Hai burst into laughter. "Hey nephew, that’s great. The rib is broken, but you still have guts. Still that bold, not bad!"
"Hey uncle, your mouth is still as venomous."
"Actually, you want to acknowledge as your real uncle." Su Hai crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow at him. "Am I right?"
ng Ping froze, somberness solidifying on his handso face. Just now, Ningning had acknowledged them, and if he could marry Ningning, wouldn’t the cheap uncle indeed beco a real uncle?
"Hahaha..." Seeing ng Ping understood, Su Hai nodded satisfactorily. That kid was unruly and not serious, but his mind worked faster than anyone. "Alright! Hurry ho and rest! Don’t make your parents worry." He said and stylishly took his leave.
"Boss, Director Su saw you; will he tell your dad?" The little fat man asked anxiously.
"No!" ng Ping shook his head. "The cheap uncle may be despicable, but he will never rat out."
"That’s good, that’s good." The little fat man patted his chest, relieved. "Let’s go back, boss! Your dad said he wants to take you to see the old leader."
"Wait for a mont!" ng Ping leaned on the railing, gently closed his eyes, his dense eyelashes curling so enviably that even won would be jealous. He was reminiscing, savoring the image of Ningning standing downstairs just monts ago.
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