Chapter 64 My grandfather's unique skill?

Su Meng: "......"

It turns out that the teardrop-shaped pendant was indeed their engagement token.

Haha! Well done, Nie Ronghua! She actually gave away the engagement token so casually. She'll remember this grudge.

As for the seven-colored beads?

Su Meng suddenly remembered the orange "water-repelling bead" she had once picked up.

That bead not only served as a water-repellent bead, but it also merged into her space, causing the space to upgrade; it was clearly no ordinary bead.

I just don't know if it's the orange one that Grandma was talking about.

The next morning, Su Meng had just woken up when she saw Xiao Qi lying on her pillow, smiling at her with her eyes crinkled.

"Sister~"

Su Meng hugged the soft little girl tightly and pinched her chubby cheeks. "Why are you up so early? Are you hungry?"

Xiao Qi nodded, her lips slightly downturned, looking aggrieved, "Hungry!"

Su Meng affectionately pinched her nose. "What do you want to eat? Pastries or cookies?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Qi's eyes lit up, and she jumped up with her hands raised, shouting, "I want pastries! I want cookies!"

Su Meng chuckled, "What a greedy fellow! I only have pastries left, is that alright?"

When she left Shanghai, she bought a lot of pastries and cookies, as well as drinking water, and put them in her room.

She deliberately covered Xiaoqi's eyes and coaxed her, "Close your eyes, and I'll conjure it up for you."

Xiao Qi nodded obediently.

When he saw that there were actually pastries, he held them in both hands and ran out.

Su Meng, carrying a box of pastries and a box of cookies, also followed them out.

When she returned, she only carried a backpack and dared not take out anything more, for fear of arousing Xie Mian's suspicion.

At this moment, wisps of smoke were already rising from the kitchen, and Grandma, wearing an apron, was steaming buns while tending the fire.

Xie Mian sat in his wheelchair, holding a handful of thin bamboo sections, and aimed it at a thumb-sized hole in the courtyard wall, launching it forward.

After being kicked out of the kitchen by her grandmother, Su Meng picked up a few thin bamboo sections with great interest and tried to imitate the gourd.

"Uncle, are you practicing your aim?"

Xie Mian's lips curled slightly. "Hmm! Why don't you give it a try?"

The thin bamboo section is about the length of a palm, about the thickness of a toothpick, and its weight is almost negligible.

When launching forcefully, external interference factors such as force, angle, and wind force must also be considered.

It works in a similar way to launching silver needles.

"It's even harder than shooting with a sniper rifle!" Su Meng was somewhat frustrated after failing several times.

Xie Mian wasn't always accurate, but he was several times better than Su Meng.

He patiently explained the key points of ricocheting, and didn't forget to use her previous experience of using a sniper rifle as an example to explain the key points of breaking out alone.

"You were too reckless! If you hadn't had the powder, you would have been in jail long ago. Think twice before you act next time! We all hope you're alright."

Su Meng pouted, "Uncle, weren't you teaching me the key points for the next battle? Why are you scolding me?"

Xie Mian smiled helplessly, "From the perspective of national righteousness, your actions deserve praise."

But for your family, your safety is the most important thing. However, you have good talent; you'd make a great sniper.

Su Meng loved hearing the last sentence the most. As soon as she put down the bowl, she took out the silver needles and prepared to give her grandmother acupuncture.

"Grandma, let me give you acupuncture. Trust me, I have a better talent for medicine."

My grandmother suffers from severe rheumatism. She receives daily acupuncture and traditional Chinese medicine. Although it cannot cure the disease completely, it can strengthen her constitution and gradually relieve her pain.

Grandma was naturally willing to cooperate.

She sat upright in the chair with a smile, watching Su Meng's skillful antics with doting eyes.

Xie Mian asked in confusion, "Didn't you study mechanical engineering and drafting? How come you have time to minor in medicine?"

Su Meng blinked and smiled mischievously. "I have a special talent; I learned it from my grandfather when I was little. Uncle, don't I have a great memory?"

Xie Mian praised without reservation, "It's really good!"

The uncle and nephew chatted happily.

But when Grandma saw Su Mengxing's acupuncture technique, the smile on her face suddenly froze, and her gaze became distant and heavy.

She said seriously, "Xiaomeng, your grandfather should have told you not to show off your medical skills, especially acupuncture, in public."

Su Meng nodded in surprise, "I did! Grandma, how did you know?"

She wasn't even born when her grandmother went missing.

Why would the old man suddenly say that?

Could my grandfather's disappearance be closely related to his medical skills?

She knew that every famous doctor had their own unique skill that made them famous.

Could it be that the acupuncture technique her grandfather taught her was his unique skill?

That's what she thought, and that's what she asked.

Grandma raised her hand to wipe the corner of her eye, a bitter smile spreading across her face. "This is his masterpiece."

There was a saying circulating in the martial arts world at the time: "When the golden needle is used, even the King of Hell will have a problem."

Although the acupuncture you performed on me was for treating rheumatism, the technique was the same.

Anyone with expertise can immediately tell your lineage.

Su Meng's mind went blank for a moment as she stared blankly at the old man.

Therefore, Grandma was familiar with this acupuncture technique, which is why she was able to point it out.

"Grandma, I will remember that. I never imagined my grandpa was so amazing!"

"He must be amazing; he's the only successor of the Ghost Doctor Sect."

Since he completed his apprenticeship, he has always worn a mask while traveling the world, never showing his true face.

Even when treating Grandpa Nie, he was wearing a mask.

Back then, our grandfather acted as a matchmaker for the Nie family, and it took them a long time to find your maternal grandfather.

It was only because the old man went to the front lines to deliver supplies that he met the old man of the Nie family, and admired his life of military service for the country and its people, that he couldn't bear to see such a renowned general fall. Alas! Human hearts are unpredictable!

Su Meng was puzzled, "Then why is my maternal grandfather's family hiding? Does the Nie family patriarch know that my maternal grandfather, Xie Jingming, is the renowned physician?"

Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain why the Nie family cut off all contact after the maternal grandfather's family disappeared without a trace.

Grandma frowned, her eyes lowered in thought.

After a long silence, she sighed, "Impossible! They know your maternal grandfather is Xie Jingming, that's true, but they definitely don't know he's the Divine Doctor Ming."

When he was rescued, Doctor Ming only mentioned that the Su and Xie families had a past relationship with him and asked Old Master Nie to take good care of them. That's why the verbal agreement for the childhood betrothal came about.

I see!

Su Meng let out a soft sigh of relief.

But the next second, Grandma solemnly said, "If they knew you were the granddaughter of Doctor Ming, you definitely wouldn't be able to grow up to be eighteen."

Su Meng was startled and asked, "Why?"

Grandma was about to speak when someone knocked on the courtyard gate.

Xie Mian pushed the wheelchair, "Someone's here! I'll go open the door."

Su Meng huffed, "I'll go!"

She wanted to see who it was that had to come at this particular time of year.