"Really?" Bai Yifan looked at the elderly zombie in surprise. "Grandpa Fan, you're amazing!"
Ordinary zombies are cute little creatures that howl; very few zombies can talk.
Bai Yifan was stunned every time he saw it.
As for zombies like Grandpa Fan Tangtang, they rarely speak; he had only seen one!
"Of course!" Fan Tangtang patted the old zombie's shoulder proudly. "Grandpa, say hello to the young man."
His grandfather learned to speak, but he was the one who taught him!
Fan Tangtang thinks he's incredibly amazing!
"Grandpa~ Grandpa~"
The old zombie made a hoarse sound from its throat, like the sound of sandpaper being polished.
Bai Yifan: ...
Fan Liping: ...
Bai Yifan felt fortunate that Fan Tangtang admitted that he had taught his grandfather to say those words, otherwise he would have been in a very difficult situation.
Anyone who didn't know better would think he was trying to take advantage of the situation!
"Tangtang!" Fan Liping rubbed his temples, looking helpless. "Your grandfather is tired, don't let him talk all the time!"
Could you please stop letting his zombie father speak so casually?
Otherwise, every time he says it, his seniority will drop!
They've sunk to the dust!
I'm so tired!
"Grandpa, are you tired?"
Fan Tangtang looked at the old zombie with a puzzled expression.
He felt that his grandfather wasn't tired.
Grandpa has always been very capable and never needs to rest.
"Grandpa~ Grandpa~"
A hoarse voice rang out, and the old zombie tilted its head slightly toward Fan Tangtang with its blank face.
Everyone: ...
Fan Liping pressed his chest, feeling that his high blood pressure was about to spike.
“Dad, look, Grandpa isn’t tired at all. He’s even talking to me!” Fan Tangtang blinked obediently.
I didn't feel like I got a good deal at all.
When he was teaching his grandfather to speak, the word he said most often was "Grandpa".
He didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
He's called me "Grandpa" so many times already, so it's not a big deal if Grandpa calls him back... right?
“Your grandfather already knows these two words. Can you teach him other words next time?” Fan Liping gritted his teeth and didn’t resort to domestic violence against Fan Tangtang.
That's ridiculous; hitting children is completely pointless.
Because this child has no sense of pain.
His hand is the one that hurts!
However, Fan Liping still secretly wanted to physically abuse Fan Tangtang, for he had unjustly lowered Fan Tangtang's seniority by so much!
"Then what words should we teach?" Fan Tangtang blinked innocently.
Why does my dad seem so angry? Did he do something wrong?
No!
He's so well-behaved, he even taught his grandpa to speak!
“Teaching my grandson.” Fan Liping’s lips curled into a wicked smile, full of mischievous pleasure.
The seniority shouldn't keep declining; it should be raised at least a bit!
Let him at least get some benefit!
"Alright!" Fan Tangtang pursed his thin lips, calling out softly to the old zombie, "Grandson, grandson, grandson..."
The elderly zombie stared blankly at Fan Tangtang, two hoarse syllables escaping from its rotting throat, "Grandpa~ Grandpa~"
The voices of the grandfather and grandson filled the living room, one old and hoarse, the other young and clear, with distinct intonations.
The two called each other "Grandpa" and "Grandson," a scene so beautiful it was almost unbearable to watch.
Fan Liping: ...
Everyone: ...
Finally, Fan Liping couldn't hold back any longer. He strode up to Fan Tangtang, grabbed him, and carried him outside.
"Stand here and don't speak!"
Fan Liping, with a stern face, made Fan Tangtang stand at the door as punishment, while he himself returned to the living room.
There are guests present; you can't hit a child in front of outsiders.
It's not about saving face for the child, it's about saving face for myself.
After all, hitting your child really hurts yourself!
Fan Tangtang looked at Fan Liping innocently, completely unaware of what mistake he had made!
Hu Meiling's lips twitched slightly, but she didn't say anything.
Anyway, her husband can't do anything to Fan Tangtang. He can't hit her (because he'd be the one hurt), and he can't scold her (Fan Tangtang is thick-skinned and doesn't understand; she thinks he's being praised!).
That's settled then!
The elderly zombie slowly moved its stiff neck, stealthily glancing at Zhang Yiming. Seeing that Zhang Yiming was in good condition, without any hostility, and with a barely perceptible smile on its blank face.
Crunch, crunch.
The stiff, bent knees slowly straightened, and the old zombie gradually stood up from the chair.
"Grandpa~ Grandpa~"
An old zombie's hoarse voice rang out, calling out "Grandpa!" to everyone, meaning he was going out to visit his grandson!
The elderly zombie stood stiffly beside Fan Tangtang at the door.
Everyone: ...
Everyone looked at Fan Liping.
Fan Liping's face twitched violently as he looked up at the ceiling.
What a misfortune for our family!
"Ahem, um, Xiao Ming, I heard that powerful and adorable people all have a lot of subordinates?"
At Liu Jing's prompting, Wang Yiyun coughed lightly to break the awkward silence, and then asked the question she had been wanting to ask.
"Yes, there are some." Zhang Yiming said with a gentle smile.
As always, the sun shines warmly.
Finally, I don't have to hide anything anymore.
It turns out that they didn't mind his filth and even considered him a friend.
He didn't see the fear and disgust in her eyes, and because of this, he felt that even without a way to become human, he could continue to live.
He didn't ask for much; he only hoped that she wouldn't be disgusted by his defiled body.
"Then why haven't we seen any other little cuties?!"
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