Chapter 11 Goalkeeper

Qi Xu imitated the ancient people in TV dramas, plopped down on the ground, and raised the tea above his head.

"Grandma, please have some tea!"

Grandma smiled so hard that her eyes were buried in her wrinkles. "This child is so honest."

Ms. Wen nudged her son. "Kneel down and toast together."

Since my daughter-in-law is so sensible, I should give her enough face.

Lin Youqian knelt down shyly and awkwardly offered the tea. "Grandma, have some tea!"

Then, the couple knelt down before Ms. Wen. "Mom, please have some tea!"

Qi Xu's two cups of tea were exchanged for two huge red envelopes. There was no money in them, but one contained a house deed and the other a black card.

"Qiqi, after you marry into the Lin family, you'll be part of the Lin family. Spend your money as you please, and I'll support you."

"Qiqi, if this brat bullies you in the future, grandma will help you beat him up."

Qi Xu was deeply moved. She had never felt such sincere love since her mother became a vegetable.

"Thanks, Mom, Grandma!"

Ms. Wen looked at her red eyes. "Why are you crying? It's your first day of marriage, you can't cry. You have to be happy, so that you can live happily in the future."

"After a few days, Mom will find someone to pick a good date and give you a grand wedding, how about that?"

Lin Youqian was unwilling and quickly made excuses to decline. "Mom, she's sick. I'll take her back to rest first."

Grandma Lin wouldn't allow it. "Why go back? You have to stay at home on your first day of marriage. Only then will your future be prosperous."

After dinner, Ms. Wen and Grandma Lin worked together and finally coaxed and tricked the newlyweds into the same bedroom.

"Lanlan, do you want to go in and explain something? I think that little Qiqi is just a baby, and probably doesn't know anything. Can you get anything done?"

Ms. Wen lay down at the crack of the door and listened for more than ten minutes, but there was no sound.

"You said Qiqi didn't understand, so forget it? Could it be that the brat is also a rookie who doesn't know how to eat meat?"

Grandma Lin took small steps and brought out a mahogany box inlaid with golden nanmu, pearls and jade from the room. She opened layer after layer of ropes and took out two yellowed ancient books.

"Lanlan, how about you send these two picture books in so they can study?"

When Ms. Wen opened it, she was shocked and embarrassed.

My grandmother actually still has this rare royal antique in stock. With such superb painting skills, it will definitely be a treasure-level cultural relic if it is sold.

"This, this, this, nowadays people watch porn movies, who still reads comic books? How backward!"

Grandma Lin kindly suggested, "How about you find a couple of short films and show them to these two youngsters?"

"Mom, where can I find porn in this rush? Besides, they have to research that stuff themselves. I can't just project it to a screen from a distance, right?"

At some point, a tall figure appeared behind the two worried men.

"Mom, Grandma, are you guys worrying too much?"

"If you two are bored, I can order a few male models to come home and entertain you."

Grandma Lin’s face turned red and she was so scared that she almost wet her pants.

"You little monkey, what nonsense are you talking about? I'm 82 years old, and you're still slandering my Joan of Arc. I'll beat you to death!"

Ms. Wen was also shocked. "Why are you here?"

Lin Youqian reminded them quietly.

"Have you forgotten that this bedroom is open-plan, with double balconies and double passages?"

"Fuck, I was careless! Go in, you!" Ms. Wen took great pains and kicked her son in again like a ball.

Grandma took shaky little steps and ran to the other balcony.

"Lanlan, you guard this side, I'll go block the other door!"

For the happiness of her eldest grandson, the 82-year-old Grandma Lin forced herself to become a young athlete.

Lin Youqian covered his butt, which was sore from being kicked by his mother, and yelled out a Chinese quintessence. "Fuck you, Mom, am I still your biological son?"

Ms. Wen yelled back. "Fuck you! Get back to your work and stop wasting time."

The news of her son's assimilation has really left a trauma in her heart. Unless she sees any solid evidence, she will always feel uneasy.

If he didn't touch Qiqi, even if he got the red book, it would just be two pieces of waste paper.

Lin Youqian walked to Qi Xu's bedside and called her. "Little stutterer, get up. It's time to act."

Qi Xu was puzzled. "What kind of drama are you going to perform?"

"Call for spring, will you?"

Qi Xu's head seemed to have been struck by lightning, and it was a mess.

"I, I, I can't!"

"I, I, I, I won't act!"

Lin Youqian casually took off his coat and began to unbutton his shirt, revealing his muscular body half-hidden in front of Qi Xu.

"Since you don't know how, then we have to fight with real guns. Otherwise, I won't be able to explain to my mom and grandma."

Qi Xu curled up in fear like a frightened kitten and spoke hurriedly.

"I will, I will!"

Lin Youqian curled his lips and flirted with her blatantly. "Then scream twice and let me hear it!"

Qi Xu was very crazy.

Call her twice and let her hear it. This sentence is her mantra. Every time Lin Youqian said this, it was not good, and she stuttered as soon as she opened her mouth.

"Shout, shout, shout, shout, shout, how do you shout?"

Lin Youqian was speechless. "You're asking me? Didn't you say you could?"

"I, I, I can learn. Want, want, would you teach me?"

Lin Youqian was also led into a crooked ditch by her. "I, I, I, how can I teach you?"

"Ah? You can't even moan?" Qi Xu stopped stuttering.

"What, what, I don't know what you mean. That, that, that, that's what women mean, okay?"

"Why can only women scream, but men can't?"

"Get out!" Lin Youqian was so angry that he was fuming.

"Shut the fuck up. You're almost making me stutter."

There was a rapid sound of kicking at the door. "Lin Youqian, open the door, your grandma has something for you."

Lin Youqian deliberately took off his shirt before going over. "What's the matter, Mom?"

"Look for yourself!" Ms. Wen threw the two picture books in and quickly closed the door.

Lin Youqian looked at the yellowed book of royal court secrets with disdain. It's the 21st century, who still reads this?

A neurotic mother, a worrying grandmother, and a stuttering idiot wife, this life is really fucked up.

"Little stutterer, come here!"

"what?"

Qi Xu lowered his head, not daring to look at him.

This man's physique was impeccable, a work of art. His chest muscles were firmer than a male model's, his waistline was tight and well-proportioned, and beneath his well-defined eight-pack abs, a hint of a semi-merman line, a hint of sexual tension, was visible.

Any woman who sees it will drool.

"This is an out-of-print book that grandma treasures. She said she would give it to you."

Qi Xu carefully opened it, and the first page he saw was...

The origin of mankind begins with movement.