Chapter 179 [Extra Chapter for Shan Hai℡'s Donation~] In a critical moment, the military intervened forcefully!
"ah... ..."
The little cub looked at the uncles in the distance with cute eyes and said in a gentle and harmless tone, "Daddy and the uncles who are my comrades came here just to help. If they brought too few people, I'm afraid that bad old man will continue to bully me."
"I'm just a pitiful, helpless, and weak little kitten. What bad intentions could I possibly have?"
Although he spoke in a pitiful tone, it was like a thunderclap to the landlady.
This is like a street fight, where everyone throws a punch at me and slaps me in the face.
So you guys just pulled out your weapons and started firing at each other. Isn't that just going too far?
The proprietress remained silent for a long time.
She was just worried about the little dumpling, but now she thinks there's no need to worry.
This isn't just a little dumpling; it's clearly a mischievous little devil pretending to be weak while actually being strong, and one with quite a background at that.
Zhizhi turned her head and put the vegetable basket on the ground.
"Auntie, sister, please make some tea eggs. The uncles and elders must be hungry after finishing their work. Trust me, your tea eggs will sell out!"
After saying that, Xiao Zhizhi ran off to find her father.
"dad!"
"grandfather!"
"Uncle!"
Zhizhi's shouts grew louder and louder, drawing the attention of the soldiers.
Jiang Anchao bent down and stretched out his arms in a welcoming gesture.
The little cub pounced forward and was pulled into a hug.
"Dad's here, what's the panic? If anyone bullies your old man, I'll take care of them!"
As the first person to be called, Jiang Anchao's mouth was practically stretched to his ears, he couldn't stop grinning.
He held the cub and turned around triumphantly to look at the people beside him.
Ji Yanjing's lips twitched, and he casually turned his gaze to the side.
Grandpa Ji, leaning on his cane, stared longingly at his little granddaughter. Though he didn't say a word, his jealousy was practically overflowing.
He pursed his lips, a secret pang of jealousy rising in his heart.
Look how happy he is, grinning like a dog's tail, and he's even holding the baby and deliberately showing off his bag.
What's there to brag about? It's just that Zhizhi was the first to call him.
Wasn't it Zhizhi who was the first to run into his arms?
Was it Zhizhi's fault? No! It's all Jiang Anchao's fault! Why did he have to grow so tall if he had nothing better to do?
Ji Zeguo reached out and calmed himself down, constantly giving himself positive self-talk.
Besides, does that mean Zhizhi doesn't care about her grandfather? No!
Zhizhi is such a sweet baby who would even share her favorite milk tea with me. She's not the kind of ingrate who forgets her grandfather once she has a father.
Why doesn't Zhizhi want to call herself first?
Because she's kind! Because she knows that being the first to call someone "Grandpa" will make her heart race and her blood pressure spike, she deliberately didn't call him first because she was thinking of herself!
What? You're asking why Zhizhi didn't run into your arms?
Is there even a question? It's definitely because Zhizhi is worried about her age, osteoporosis, and how her body can't withstand a violent impact!
What a filial child she is! She always thinks of herself first!
Ji Ze was full of cunning and intrigue, successfully convincing himself of his own story.
But he couldn't help but secretly peek at the little cub, his anticipation in his eyes not too obvious.
Zhizhi felt two burning gazes fall on her, and she immediately raised a bright smile and waved to her grandfather.
"Grandpa~ Zhizhi misses you so much! Are you feeling any better? Zhizhi will make you some cola another day!"
"Yes! Okay!!!"
With a single, light sentence, the little cub successfully coaxed the old man into pouting.
Grandpa Ji practically threw away his cane and strode briskly to the riverbank, stretching out his hands as if he wanted to hug the child too.
Zhizhi wasn't shy at all; she simply reached out and snuggled into her grandfather's arms.
She lowered her head, looking aggrieved. "Grandpa, you have no idea how badly Zhizhi was bullied just now. Mom works here, and a bad old man not only ruined Mom's experimental field, but he was also mean to Zhizhi. Most importantly, he cursed at me... cursed me for being ill-mannered."
"What? He's a bastard!"
Ji Zeguo was furious after hearing this. He tenderly rubbed the little girl's face and coaxed her gently, "Our Zhizhi is the most well-mannered, gentlest, and quietest little girl in the world. Which bastard dared to insult you so shamelessly? Grandpa will stand up for you. We'll blast him with a cannon!"
What the hell! How dare she insult Ji Zeguo's beloved granddaughter? She's got a death wish!
Seeing this, Zhizhi raised her little head, her big eyes filled with a pitiful glimmer. "Can you help Zhizhi? Zhizhi doesn't want the vegetable seedlings in the experimental field to die. It's getting colder and colder. Without a greenhouse, those seedlings will freeze to death."
She felt sorry for herself just thinking about it and couldn't help but sigh.
"So I'd like to ask my uncles and elders for help. Could you please help rebuild the greenhouse for the experimental field?"
"Yes! It absolutely can!"
The old man is most susceptible to the little one's affection; when she does, he's completely captivated.
Ji Yanjing watched his father's irrational behavior from the side and silently sighed, rubbing his forehead.
“Dad… …Our troops are all soldiers who fight in battles; they’re not really suited to building greenhouses.”
These old men know how to train and fight in the mud, and they know how to use weapons.
Asking them to tend to crops is really asking too much of them, isn't it?
"What do you know!" the old man retorted, sticking out his neck. "Our first duty as soldiers is to defend the country and the people. Go ask the people in the army, who isn't from a peasant family? Who hasn't done farm work? We come from the masses, and we're here to serve the masses. How could we forget how to earn our own living?"
Ji Yanjing was speechless after his father's words.
Ji Zeguo walked to the front of the line, looked at the soldiers under his command, and said in a strong voice, "These highly educated people do scientific research. We rough men don't understand it, but we know that the purpose of scientific research is to ensure that our people can have enough to eat!"
"So, if our own children are a little busy and need everyone's help, can we just stand by and do nothing? These students' research is for the people, so we should help them even more! Not only should we help, but we should help them well! Are you willing to do your part?!"
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