The other teenagers looked regretful and cast envious glances at Dali. They never expected that Dali, who looked like a fool, could come out on top.
After a long while, Dali finally reacted. He looked at An Ci and asked in disbelief, "You chose me?"
An Ci smiled and nodded, "Don't forget what you said today."
Dali nodded blankly, as if a big pie fell from the sky and hit him on the head, which felt unreal.
The matter of the secret guard was settled. Two days later, Dali left the training ground and was unknown where Zuo Fei sent him for special training.
An Ci was curious and tried to sound out Zuo Fei's words, but Zuo Fei was too tight-lipped. No matter how she tried to get him to say anything, he refused to reveal a single word. He just said that Dali would not be back for six years.
When An Ci learned that Dali would not be back until six years after special training, he almost vomited blood.
It was so frustrating that she finally found someone who could help her run errands, but he was gone just like that.
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As spring turns to summer, Anci has more and more classes to attend.
At the same time, the elders were even more troubled. An Ci played pranks on them every few days, and even tried to drag a few elders into playing Landlord together a few times.
But she was very good at acting nice, and in the end the elders loved and hated her, and could only complain to An Zhenxiong from time to time.
Just as the fourth and fifth elders finished their complaint and left, An Zhenxiong called An Ci to the study.
As soon as he entered the door, An Ci asked in a servile manner, "Grandpa, are you thirsty? Let me pour you a cup of tea."
An Zhenxiong glanced at her, his face stern, "I'm not thirsty."
He had a sullen face, but An Ci wasn't afraid of him. He walked over with a smile, clenched his fists and rubbed his legs. "Grandpa, you've been busy all day and must be tired. Let me massage your legs to relax you."
An Zhenxiong couldn't hold it in anymore and laughed angrily. He reached out and pinched her ear, then picked up a book and handed it to her, "What is this?"
"Books." As he pinched her ears, An Ci had no choice but to tilt her head.
An Zhenxiong gritted his teeth. "Nonsense, of course I know this is a book. Read the title to me."
"The Theory of Getting Rich by Raising Pigs." She read out the title of the book.
An Zhenxiong listened, his liver aching with anger. "You weren't paying attention in class, but you were reading about how raising pigs can make you rich. Why are you still planning to raise pigs?"
If he is not punished for three days, he will tear off the tiles on the roof.
Sooner or later, she will piss me off to death.
"Grandpa, how did you know I wanted to raise pigs?" An Ci said, "I plan to raise two piglets in the vegetable garden. When they grow up a bit, I'll make roast suckling pigs and invite the elders to eat together."
An Zhenxiong let go of her ear and threw the book back on the table. "Stop talking nonsense like that. Roast suckling pig! Focus on your studies."
An Ci rubbed his ears and listened to the routine lecture.
Anyway, it just goes in one ear and out the other, and you won’t lose any weight.
She suddenly thought of something and interrupted him, "By the way, Grandpa, has the man named Rhett been caught?"
"Why are you asking this?" An Zhenxiong glanced at her and suddenly a knowing smile appeared on his face. "Do you want to go back to the capital?"
Seeing through his thoughts, An Ci became more frank, "You promised me that you would make up for my half-month vacation after you caught that guy named Lei Te."
She has been back for several months. Although her parents have visited her during this period, she still wants to return to the capital.
"The net is closing in. We'll be able to catch the person in the next few days, however," said An Zhenxiong.
An Ci covered his ears and looked at him pitifully, "Grandpa, can you please stop crying?"
An Zhenxiong snorted, "No."
"Okay, go ahead."
As long as she is not prevented from returning to the imperial capital, it will be fine.
However, what she feared came true. An Zhenxiong said, "You can go back to the emperor, but only for three days."
Half a month was shortened to three days. An Ci immediately lost his composure and asked why directly.
Knowing she would get angry, An Zhenxiong said calmly, "An Yiyao and the others are coming to teach. Your schedule will need to be adjusted, and you'll have to take some classes with them."
Her grandfather usually spoke in this tone, which meant there was no room for negotiation, but An Ci still wanted to fight for it.
"Grandpa, three days is too short." She pouted, "Besides, we agreed on half a month."
An Zhenxiong said with a half-smile, "You also said that you would attend class well and not tease the elders."
Anci, "..."
"If you keep bargaining, you won't be able to go back." An Zhenxiong said, "Stay here, and grandpa can celebrate your birthday with you."
An Ci suddenly became like a deflated ball, with the corners of his round eyes drooping, looking pitiful.
"Okay, three days is three days."
An Zhenxiong smiled with satisfaction, picked up the papers left by the Fourth Elder and stuffed them into her hands, "Sit there and finish these papers."
An Ci looked at the test paper in his hand and suddenly wanted to return to the imperial capital even more.
It would be great if Shen Mo was here, she wouldn't have to do her homework by herself.
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