An Zhenxiong, "..."
Does she have super hearing? How does she know what the doctor said?
"As for the Sixth Elder, he didn't say he was allergic to goose meat." An Ci frowned in confusion, picking at the coaster on the table with his fingers. "Did he eat something else?"
After a moment of silence, An Zhenxiong said, "There's lemon in the roast goose, and he's allergic to lemon."
An Ci's mouth twitched. He could only blame himself for his bad luck.
"Grandpa, this is not my fault. I didn't expect them to be so weak that they couldn't be nourished." She hurried to clear herself of the grievances and refused to take the blame.
An Zhenxiong pinched her brows. She almost sent the two elders away with a bowl of chicken soup, and she also said that they were too weak to be nourished. Although this was true, she couldn't say it so directly.
He took a deep breath and said, "To thank you for the chicken soup and roast goose, the three elders persuaded the other four elders to prepare a generous gift for you as a New Year's gift."
When An Ci heard this, he felt that it was definitely not a good thing.
"Can I refuse?"
In fact, she wanted to hang up the phone, but she didn't dare to, for fear that her grandfather would be angry and take her back to continue her studies.
"No." An Zhenxiong said cruelly.
An Ci curled his lips and bullied the child.
"The seven elders prepared some homework for you overnight and have had it sent to you. Remember to write it and hand it in in two months." An Zhenxiong said.
Anci, "???"
Assigning her homework at night, how could they do such a wicked thing?
What a waste of her chicken soup and roast goose.
Is it illegal to hit an elder? She now wants to go back and try it.
An Lan found it inexplicably funny when she saw her baby's face turning black and his teeth grinding.
Her son is really capable of pushing the elders to this point.
"If your homework is not completed by then, the vacation will have to end early. The seven elders said that they are willing to go to the imperial capital in person to pick you up and bring you back for class." When he said this, An Zhenxiong suppressed the corners of his mouth, but An Ci still heard a chuckle.
"Did you hear that?"
An Ci leaned forward, slumped over the table with a look of despair, and muttered, "No."
Please be kind and let the child go.
An Lan looked at her and saw that she was about to become autistic. She suppressed her laughter, picked up the phone, chatted with An Zhenxiong for a few words, and then hung up.
The next moment, laughter broke out in the living room.
An Ci stood up, threw himself into An Lan's arms, and said pitifully, "Mom, save me, please help me and grandpa to ask for mercy."
An Lan laughed so hard that tears almost came out. She reached out and touched her head, "Baby, it's not that Mommy doesn't want to help you. I dare not disobey your grandpa."
An Ci heard a hint of "Just accept your fate" in her words. He turned his gaze away and looked at Song Xiunian with bright eyes, "Dad."
Song Xiunian spread his hands and smiled, "Calling me dad is useless."
That's his father-in-law, would he dare?
Since his parents didn't agree, An Ci turned around and threw himself into Mr. Song's arms, "Grandpa."
"My dear grandson, your grandpa is doing this for your own good. Doing homework is also a form of learning." Old Master Song patted her head.
An Ci wanted to call Old Madam Song again, but swallowed the words back.
Forget it, she should turn her grief and anger into appetite.
An Ci picked up the fork, poked a meatball into his mouth, and stuffed his cheeks into his mouth. His cheeks were bulging with food, like a hamster, so cute and silly.
Perhaps because she was extremely depressed, she showed off twenty meatballs in one breath, leaving An Lan and her group stunned.
Just as she was about to continue eating, An Lan quickly snatched the fork from her hand and said with a helpless smile, "Baby, let's not eat for now. We'll eat something else later."
An Ci was almost full when he suddenly thought of something and looked up at An Lan, "Where are my cousin and sister?"
"Xiao Yuan is going to cram school and won't be back until the evening. Your sister is going to winter camp and won't be back for a few days." An Lan put down her fork and took two tissues to wipe her mouth.
Another cram school.
An Ci felt a headache and suddenly thought of Anyang and the others. It went without saying that they would not have an easy time returning home.
Forget it, she should just sympathize with herself first. She didn’t know how much homework the elders had assigned her.
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