Late 60s Alien's Daily Life

Alien Yeshi starved to death, yet miraculously came back to life. She arrived in a strange place where the creatures weren't very hairy, liked to wear a layer of "skin" on their bodies,...

Chapter 57

After confirming that Grandma Mei was alright, Dad Mei sat down, took a sip of soup, and turned to look at Mom Mei, who was still comforting her youngest son. He hesitated, wondering whether he should let Mom Mei eat first while he comforted his son.

Mei's Dad: But will Jianjian let me hold him?

"Slap!" Mei Si gently slapped her father.

Although May felt that she had used very little force, it was still surprisingly strong for her father.

"Pfft!" The soup he hadn't swallowed sprayed all over Mei Liang's head and face.

"..." Mei Liang's chopsticks fell to the ground with a "clatter".

"Haha...hehehehehehehehe" Little Brother Mei laughed happily as he watched the two of them.

Mr. Mei felt a burning pain where his daughter had slapped him. He had just heard his daughter say she was going to hit him, but he thought she was just putting on a show for his younger son. He never expected her to hit him so hard.

"Cough cough cough cough..." Mei's father pointed at his daughter, almost coughing up his lungs.

Mei Liang wiped his face, and thinking about how Mei Si had just slapped Mei's father, he suddenly felt that being sprayed with soup was nothing.

"Cough! You...cough, why did you hit me so hard? Are you trying to kill me?"

"I've already hit very lightly." Mei Si felt that her strength was already very light when she hit someone.

"You call that light?"

"Serves her right! Good job, daughter!" Mei's mother didn't think her daughter had hit her too hard; she felt very satisfied watching it.

When Mei's father looked up, he saw that he had been slapped. Not only was Mei's grandmother laughing, but Mei's mother also had a smile on her face, and her youngest son was laughing even more...

Mei's father: ...Abandoned by everyone?

That day, Mei's father and his colleague Zheng Chenggang made an appointment to go to the bathhouse together. Mei's father picked up Mei Liang after get off work, packed their things, and the two hurried to the bathhouse.

"Brother Mei, over here!" Zheng Chenggang waved from the middle of the group.

"Why are there so many people today?" Mei's father deliberately chose Friday, thinking that since it wasn't Sunday, there would be fewer people coming to take a bath.

"They all think the same way we do."

"..."

When Mei Liang took off his clothes, he looked up and saw a purplish-black mark on his father's back.

Mei Liang didn't realize it at first, and was wondering why his father had a birthmark, something he had never noticed before.

As Mei's father and Zheng Cheng walked naked into the bathhouse, Mei Liang followed behind and finally saw clearly that it wasn't a birthmark at all; it was clearly a handprint...

Mei Liang shrank back and decided that he would listen to whatever his sister said from now on, without any hesitation!

"Hey? Brother Mei, what happened to your back?" Zheng Chenggang also noticed the bruises on Brother Mei's back.

"Huh? Nothing's wrong." Mei's father was a little confused; he didn't feel anything wrong with his back.

"This is it!" Zheng Chenggang pressed his handprint on the spot.

"Slap!" Mei's father slapped Zheng Chenggang's arm away.

"Hiss! Just tell me and that's it, why did you have to get physical?" Mei's father glared at Zheng Chenggang and said.

"Brother Mei, what happened?"

"It's nothing, my daughter just slapped me a few days ago."

"What? Your daughter? Isn't your daughter just a few years old? How could she be beaten like this? It must have been your wife who did it, right? What's there to hide? Look, my bruises are all over here too!" Zheng Chenggang thought Mei's father was talking nonsense. His daughter didn't have that kind of strength. It must have been his wife who did it.

"Look, why don't you..."

"Dad, Dad!" Mei Liang tugged at his father.

"What are you doing? Go play somewhere else," said Mei's father, frowning.

"Dad, come here, I have something important to say." Mei Liang looked at Zheng Chenggang and pulled his father out.

"What's wrong? Tell me quickly!" As soon as they stepped out of the bathhouse, the temperature around them dropped sharply, and Mei's father shivered from the cold.

"Dad, look in the mirror."

Mei Liang pointed tremblingly at the mirror on the wall and said.

"Are you alright? It's freezing outside. Hurry up and go take a shower. If you catch a cold, no one will care!" Mei's father thought his son was perfectly fine and turned to go into the bathhouse to continue showering.

"No, Dad, there's a handprint on your back." Mei Liang looked around at the people and whispered to his father.

"What handprint? That's utter nonsense."

“It was my sister who slapped you. Otherwise, why would Uncle Zheng ask you what happened to your back? He saw the handprint.”

Mei's father was skeptical. He only thought there was a slight bruise on her back, which was why Zheng Cheng had asked earlier, "A handprint? How could that be?"

Mei's father twisted his neck, staring at the purplish-black handprint in the mirror, and fell silent...

It wasn't until now that Mei's father realized just how strong his daughter was; had she practiced the Iron Palm technique from Shaolin Temple?

Mei's father: Is my daughter's horse stance not just for fun? Does she really have internal strength?

When they went back to take a shower, Mei's father had already figured out how to handle the situation.

"Brother Mei, is this back really where your wife hit you?" Zheng Cheng asked again about the handprint while rubbing Mei's father's back, feeling that the size of the handprint was a bit off.

Zheng Chenggang compared the handprint to his own hand and felt that it was more like the size of a child's palm. Could it really have been his daughter who slapped him?

"You insist on taking this so seriously. It's my wife who beat me, isn't that enough?" Mei's father pretended to be very impatient.

“But this palm is too small, you…” Zheng Chenggang felt that an adult’s palm couldn’t possibly be this small.

"My wife hit me with my daughter's toy."

"Oh!" Zheng Chenggang nodded, finally understanding why the palm print was so small.

Mei's father felt relieved; he had finally managed to get away with it.

Mei Liang patted his heart; the secret that his sister was a martial arts master was finally kept.

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