Zuo Fei said, "Young Master, you will know when you go there."
Anci, "..."
Can she choose not to go?
"Young Master, please come in." Zuo Fei urged.
It was too late to run now. An Ci sighed and followed him resignedly, with a tragic expression as if he was ready to die.
When he arrived at the study, An Ci looked at the huge group of people inside and immediately wanted to turn around and leave.
What are so many people doing?
A trial by three judges?
"Xiao Ci, come here." An Zhenxiong was sitting in the first seat. When he saw her coming, his usually serious face showed a doting smile.
An Ci walked over slowly, glancing at the seven people sitting around him, each one more serious than the other.
"Grandpa."
An Zhenxiong nodded with a smile, reached out and held her on his lap.
"Xiao Ci, come and meet the seven elders. From now on, they will be responsible for teaching you."
When An Ci heard this, his eyes went dark and he almost died because of his words.
What a sin! The elders gave her a lesson.
Is she still alive?
"Xiao Ci, you've been playing for a month now. It's time to focus on your studies." An Zhenxiong held her with one hand and picked up the documents on the table with the other. "Look, this is the new schedule the elders have prepared for you."
No, she didn't want to see it at all.
An Ci felt so miserable for her. She grabbed An Zhenxiong's hand and said pitifully, "Grandpa, I feel dizzy."
Hearing her say she was dizzy, An Zhenxiong subconsciously thought it was the sequelae of vomiting blood last time. He immediately threw down his schedule and asked her about her health, "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
"Dizziness, nausea and vomiting." An Ci held his forehead and listed all the symptoms.
An Zhenxiong was anxious, "Zuo Fei, call the doctor over."
Wouldn't it be a mistake to call a doctor? An Ci quickly stopped him: "No need, Grandpa, I'll just go back and get some sleep."
Before he finished speaking, a strange voice suddenly sounded beside him, "How can that be? I happen to know a little bit about medicine. Let me take the young master's pulse first."
An Ci froze and looked up at the kind-hearted elder, only to see that the elder was looking at her with an intriguing smile on his face.
"That..." She was about to say that there was no need to bother the elders when she heard another elder say, "Yes, the Sixth Elder is quite knowledgeable in medical skills. Let him take a look at the young master first."
The Sixth Elder stood up and took slow steps. An Ci could no longer pretend and said, "I don't think I'm feeling dizzy anymore."
After he finished speaking, the whole study fell into silence.
An Zhenxiong looked at the little grandson in his arms and narrowed his eyes slightly. He didn't know how many storms he had experienced to be able to sit firmly on the position of head of the family for so many years.
Just now, he was so obsessed with his grandson that he lowered his intelligence. Now that he has come to his senses, An Ci's little tricks naturally cannot deceive him.
"Xiao Ci." He said in a slightly deep voice.
An Ci raised his hand, "Yes."
She looked up with an innocent look on her face, "What's wrong, Grandpa?"
An Zhenxiong's long speech suddenly got stuck in his throat. Meeting her clear eyes, he sighed, "Xiao Ci, you must attend class."
"Grandpa, you clearly told me that Xiao Ci can go to class whenever she wants." An Ci said clearly, "Mommy said that people should keep their words and not go back on their words."
An Zhenxiong was speechless after being outmaneuvered.
The seven elders looked over and looked at An Zhenxiong with disbelief in their eyes.
No wonder the young master doesn't like to go to class. It turns out that the head of the family indulges him.
The Great Elder sighed, "Master, you..."
An Zhenxiong coughed lightly and said, "Xiao Ci was still sick at the time, so I just said it casually."
Who knew this kid had such a good memory.
An Ci's eyes widened. What did she mean by just saying it casually? She was serious.
"Grandpa, a man should keep his word." She raised her hands and hugged An Zhenxiong's neck, shaking him hard.
"Oh, Grandpa, Grandpa..."
The elders finally saw what it meant to act cute and disregard the lives of others.
"Master, you have to consider the young master's future."
"Yes, Patriarch, the young master's lessons have been delayed for a long time. We can't continue like this."
Fearing that An Zhenxiong would succumb to his grandson's coquettish behavior and soften his heart, the elders all tried to persuade him.
With calls of "grandfather" on the left and "head of the family" on the right, An Zhenxiong's ears were almost deafened by their noise.
"Shut up, everyone."
He roared, and An Ci and the elders, for once in a rare moment of tacit understanding, all shut up.
Suddenly, his ears became quiet, and An Zhenxiong breathed a sigh of relief, feeling like he was alive again.
He said softly, "Xiao Ci, Grandpa wants to discuss something with you. Just go to class and tell me what you want. Grandpa will give it to you."
After hearing this, An Ci knew that attending class was a foregone conclusion and she couldn't avoid it. In this case, she had to try to get more benefits for herself.
She rolled her eyes, "Can I have money?"
An Zhenxiong was stunned, and then began to reflect on whether he gave her less food or less clothes.
He asked in confusion: "Why does Xiao Ci want money?"
Of course, it’s to prepare for running away in the future.
"Support Grandpa." An Ci said with a smile, "When Grandpa gets old, Xiao Ci will take care of him and buy him delicious food."
These words were so sweet that they touched An Zhenxiong's heart, making him feel comfortable all over.
He held his little grandson's face and kissed her forehead heavily, "My dear grandson, grandpa loves you well."
Look, he is only three years old and we are already thinking about taking care of him in his old age.
"How about this? Grandpa will give you a card. During the time you are in class, I will have someone transfer 100 million yuan to your card every month." His words were full of extravagance.
With 100 million every month, her little treasury would be rich soon.
An Ci's eyes lit up and he nodded without hesitation, "Thank you, Grandpa."
The grandfather and grandson reached an agreement, and the elders next to them were dumbfounded, with an expression of "How can this be possible?"
Is the head of the family spoiling his children a little bit?
But the young lady has at least agreed to take classes, so just give her the money. After all, everything in the future will be hers.
…
The next day, at dawn, An Ci was dug out of bed by Aunt Hong.
"What are you doing, Aunt Hong?" She was so sleepy that she couldn't even open her eyelids.
"Young Master, have you forgotten? You have to do morning exercises with Young Master Yi Yao and the others today." Aunt Hong turned around to get her clothes.
What's the point of exercising in the morning? It's still dark.
An Ci fell back, rolled up the quilt and continued to sleep.
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