Chapter 209 Chapter 209 Buddhist Dad 2
After the agreement was reached, Zhuozhuo, who had been relaxed to begin with, relaxed even more. She looked at the ancient inkstone while sipping tea and asked curiously, "You only drink water and don't eat. Aren't you hungry?"
Before Gu Yan could answer, Zhuo Zhuo had a terrible guess. "Don't you have money to eat? Then do you have money to give to Zhuo Zhuo? What you said just now was just a lie to Zhuo Zhuo."
Zhuozhuo accused, "Liar."
Gu Yan, who didn't have time to say a word, said: "..."
He looked at the priceless spiritual tea in the cup, then at Zhuozhuo's aggrieved and angry face. He silently picked up a new teacup, poured tea into it, and brought it to Zhuozhuo's lips. He said simply, "Try it."
Zhuozhuo looked down at the clear, light green tea. She lifted the cup with her tiny hands and drank it all in one gulp. She smacked her lips and said in a baby voice, "It's bitter. It doesn't taste good."
"You don't know what's good." Gu Yan wasn't surprised. Those with inferior talent, due to blocked meridians, couldn't gather Qi, and naturally couldn't sense or absorb spiritual energy. To avoid further nagging from Zhuo Zhuo about deception and money, Gu Yan decided to get her some pastries and snacks. Just as he was about to stand, he heard a purring voice say, "This water is quite powerful. It's different from other waters."
Gu Yan looked at the color of the tea. It was indeed different from pure water, and the bitter taste was also different from pure water. But he still asked, "Why is it different?"
"Hmm..." Zhuozhuo tilted his head and thought for a while, then struggled to organize his words and used body language to express himself.
"Drink this water and your belly will feel full." She patted her bulging belly as if she was patting a watermelon.
"My arms and legs are burning... From my head to my toes, they are all full and my head feels comfortable, especially comfortable." She pointed wherever she wanted and finally squatted on the stone table with her hands covering her head, staring at Guyan, wanting to know if he understood.
Gu Yan was silent for a moment and nodded to Zhuozhuo.
Zhuozhuo showed a soft and sweet smile, pointed at the teapot and said cutely: "Uncle Guyan, Zhuozhuo wants to drink more."
"I'll pour it for you."
When Gu Yan took the teacup, his fingers touched her burning wrist, instantly detecting the condition of her meridians. Sure enough, they were unobstructed. He lowered his eyelashes, hiding the sarcasm and disgust that flashed in his eyes, and spoke a little more gently, "One last cup. You won't be able to bear any more."
"I know. Thank you, Uncle Gu Yan." Zhuo Zhuo held the teacup carefully with both hands, stretched her little head forward, and sipped it in small sips. After finishing the small cup of tea quickly, Zhuo Zhuo put the cup on the table, rubbed her eyes and yawned. She touched her belly and said slowly: "Uncle Gu Yan, Zhuo Zhuo wants to sleep. I want to sleep and play with Shui Shui."
As soon as he finished speaking, the little head fell forward, and Gu Yan's quick eyes and hands supported the forehead to prevent it from falling to the ground.
Gu Yan placed his fingers on Zhuo Zhuo's neck, surprised to see her absorbing the spiritual energy from the tea. She was already cultivating independently before she even began to understand. This little girl must have at least a superior aptitude.
Considering Zhuozhuo's past, Gu Yan concluded that she was being schemed against by someone whose goal was to eliminate her competitors and seize the Third House's assets. Gu Yan could easily name a dozen people who would do this, and the most likely suspect was the head of the family, Gu Chengzong, since he had seized the position from his third brother.
Even sending Zhuozhuo to Guyan, allowing him to easily discover Zhuozhuo's "qualification secret", was a test for him.
He makes full use of everything, is cold-blooded and ruthless, and selfish. Under the leadership of this patriarch, the Gu family will have a glorious future. Haha.
Gu Yan sneered inwardly and subconsciously wanted to guzzle a cup of tea, but before he could move, he remembered that he was holding a piece of tea in his hand. His palm was warm, sticky, and shiny, which was the result of the overflowing saliva of the tea.
“…”
Gu Yan's anger suddenly subsided, and he felt a creepy feeling that gave him goosebumps. He quickly picked up Zhuozhuo with his left hand, ran to the bathroom, and put his right hand under the faucet for ten minutes.
He didn't continue because Zhuozhuo was humming and scrunching up his face, looking like he was sleeping uncomfortably. Gu Yan hesitated for a moment, then turned around and laid Zhuozhuo on the bed in the bedroom. He grabbed some clothes from the closet and went to the bathroom to shower.
Maybe it was a psychological effect, but wherever his right hand touched the ancient inkstone, he felt the burning saliva smeared on it. Finally, he washed himself twice with his left hand with a cold face, and that was it.
After brewing a pot of fresh tea and heading to the living room, Gu Yan turned on the TV to play a historical drama about mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. Amidst the family bickering, he leisurely sipped his tea. He then shopped for a new bed and selected new parents for Zhuo Zhuo from a large group of candidates. Just as Gu Yan was about to notify the new parents to come pick up the baby the next day, he keenly heard a noise coming from the bedroom.
Zhuozhuo fell into a drowsy sleep as her body digested the effects of the spiritual tea. While halfway through her consciousness, she heard the sound of water splashing. This sound seemed to guide her, prompting her to release the accumulated water within her body. After a while, the spiritual tea's effects were exhausted, and Zhuozhuo drowsily awoke. The first thing she noticed was the strange, cool, wet feeling beneath her.
“!!!”
Zhuozhuo, with the experience typical of a child her age, realized she had wet the bed. She stiffened her body for a moment before carefully yet heroically rolling over and moving away. Then, with a heavy heart, she climbed to her feet, turned back, and lifted the quilt, revealing a large area of the sheet stained dark blue.
"Everything." Zhuozhuo said sadly in his mind: "Zhuozhuo wet the bed. Whose bed is this?"
"Gu Yan's. Don't be afraid, baby. Talk to Gu Yan later and have him deduct the soiled sheets and mattress from his child support. He's pretty good-tempered." 9972 said confidently. Unlike the previous mission targets, Gu Yan's small world failed to evolve because he was too Buddhist and didn't compete for anything.
There are two specific reasons. On the surface, it was because Gu Yan gave up his inheritance rights, which led to the new generation of the Gu family forming gangs and eliminating enemies in order to fight for the inheritance rights. In the end, the other three families were involved, which weakened the human power in the small world and caused humans to be almost destroyed when facing a huge beast tide. The out-of-control monsters wreaked havoc everywhere, destroying the foundation of the small world.
In reality, Gu Yan was sealed with the Heart of the Beast God. It was supposed to be discovered and extracted by the protagonist of the small world before the great beast tide, refined and used to awaken the beasts within. However, Gu Yan, lacking any ambition, always met his end before the Heart of the Beast God could be retrieved. With Gu Yan's death, the Heart of the Beast God vanished, the great beast tide arrived as expected, and humanity was utterly defeated.
9972's previous hosts had tried various methods, whether it was protecting Gu Yan and allowing him to survive until the right time, or exposing the Beast God's Heart prematurely, but they all failed. Many of these failures even led 9972 to believe that Gu Yan was doing it intentionally, that he wasn't afraid of death or wanted to save the world, but simply wanted to go against everyone else.
But 9972 had no proof that the Buddhist Gu Yan was actually a bad embryo—and even if it did, it would be useless—it could only watch its hosts fail again and again. Honestly, now that Zhuo Zhuo was leaving Gu Yan, 9972 was relieved. Who knew if he was just pretending to be a Buddhist but was actually sick?
Zhuozhuo didn't know how 9972 had thought so much in a flash, how her worries had managed to conceal the bedwetting incident. After all, she wasn't close to Gu Yan, and being discovered and judged by him would be quite embarrassing. She glanced at the closed door, tiptoed out of bed, and grabbed the sheets and pulled them down.
[Should Zhuozhuo throw the sheets in the trash?]
Zhuozhuo exerted all his strength, his little face flushed with exhaustion as he shook his head and whispered, "Zhuozhuo wants it, wash it clean."
Zhuozhuo's hands ached from pulling, but the sheets only tightened, barely moving, the quilt pressing down firmly on them like a small mountain. She climbed back onto the bed, grunting and pulling the quilt away, then slid down to pull at the sheets.
Still can't pull it.
[Baby, the wet sheets are stuck to the mattress. There's a lot of friction, so don't pull them hard. Just lift them off.]
Zhuozhuo grabbed the corner of the bed sheet and tried to lift it, but she wasn't tall enough, and her arms were sore, but she couldn't lift it. Then, with a sudden inspiration, she grabbed the corner of the sheet and climbed onto the bed, moving in the other direction. When she reached the edge of the bed, she climbed down and easily peeled the sheet off.
[Baby is great.]
Amidst 9972's praise, Zhuozhuo stood on tiptoe to look at the bed. Sure enough, the mattress was also wet. She looked at the mattress in distress, then looked at her fleshy arms and red palms. She found it difficult to pull the mattress off.
"Baby, stop pulling! My hands are almost chafed." 9972 felt distressed and a little regretful for instilling self-reliance in Zhuozhuo these past few days. Now was clearly not the time to be so stubborn. It said earnestly, "Baby, if you really can't do something, you can ask others to do it. This is mutual help between people, and it's a healthy relationship."
Zhuozhuo nodded and said softly, "I know."
Before she finished speaking, she grabbed the edge of the mattress, recalling the feeling of drinking the spiritual tea and the lingering sound in her meridians when she woke up just now, and tried hard to summon the strength in her body.
Suddenly, Zhuozhuo "saw" light green dots scattered in and around her blood vessels. She didn't know what they were for, but subconsciously moved them to her arms and hands, then stuck her butt out and said, "Hey!"
With a creak, the heavy mattress moved a distance from the bed frame.
Zhuozhuo's eyes lit up, realizing that this approach would work. He immediately searched for more light spots in his blood vessels, grabbed them all on his arms, and continued to exert force to pull the mattress down.
"call--"
Zhuozhuo sat down on the ground, panting with exhaustion, but after just two breaths, she realized that her pants were also wet and would dirty the carpet, so she quickly jumped up and looked down to see if the carpet was wet.
In a panic, Zhuozhuo caught a glimpse of the door opening without knowing when. Gu Yan was standing at the door, smiling gently, "Little guy, what did you do to my room?"
Zhuozhuo felt instantly embarrassed, as if she had accidentally blown up the house while visiting. She scratched her hands and stammered, "Look at what I did."
Gu Yan walked in. He was about to hold Zhuo Zhuo's little hand to check her meridians and praise her strength when he saw something he couldn't see from his previous angle. He didn't react at first and pointed at the dark area on the mattress and said, "You've faded! Look, the mattress has changed color from sleeping on it."
Zhuozhuo made a prompt decision and said pitifully, "Uncle Gu Yan, I'm sorry."
"Why are you still saying sorry..." Gu Yan reacted and his face changed slightly, "Did you wet the bed?"
Zhuozhuo's eyes became even more pitiful. She twisted her hands behind her back and said with her head down, "Zhuozhuo will wash it clean."
Gu Yan immediately understood what Zhuo Zhuo had just done. He was immediately glad that he had bought a new bed and decided to seal up this bedroom forever. Then he felt a little ashamed that he had been forced into such a state by a little kid. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "How are you going to wash such a big mattress?"
"Zhaozhuo is very strong." But her little head lowered even more, because she found that there seemed to be no basin that big enough. But it didn't matter, she could just take it apart and wash it. Today she was determined to erase the evidence of her bed-wetting crime and make sure this black history no longer existed!
9972 voiced Zhuo Zhuo: [Humph, I'm not a delicate girl. I have plenty of strength and means!]
"Hehehe..." Zhuozhuo was amused and laughed wildly in his mind.
Gu Yan, clueless, sighed, rubbed her little head, and felt a bit of pity for her. She was such a lively and brave child in the yard, but after accidentally wetting the bed, she revealed such a pitiful and timid attitude. Perhaps it was because she was once doted on by her parents, but now she lives in fear and trepidation in the Gu family.
"Why wash it? Just throw it away if it's dirty. And your clothes are all wet. Take them off and change into new ones."
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