Swearing was a common occurrence for Ding Youtian before the family split up. He could easily say anything obscene or fishy, which was nothing new.
He couldn't see the Taoist priest in the book moving, and couldn't learn to fly with a sword, but he was good at talking. Once at the West Street intersection in the town, which specialized in selling live poultry, he defeated five or six ladies by himself. Even if the five or six ladies joined forces, they couldn't beat him.
When it comes to throwing tantrums, he has mastered the essence of the Meng style and is more professional than the other ladies. He dares to spew out anything, whether sweet or smelly, which leaves the other ladies stunned.
When the family business was divided, Mrs. Meng said he was worthless. In fact, his shortcomings were magnified infinitely in the eyes of Mrs. Meng and Old Ding, so big that they completely overshadowed his strengths.
Meng and Old Ding knew full well that when it came to talking, Sixth Brother was actually brought up by Ding Youtian. Back then, when the family sold surplus grain and live poultry, it would take others a whole day to carry them to town, but he only needed half a day and still made more money than others.
But there was one thing: he had no strength. What others could do alone required two of him to do. This made Meng hate him so much that every time she sent him to the town to sell things, she had to take Xiu Gu with her, wasting an extra laborer and delaying many things.
Annoyed by his constant mention of "husband," Jian Ning even searched through Xiu Gu's daily interactions with him in her spare time, discovering that he always stood in front of her, no matter the big or small matters. Whenever he mentioned "husband," the panic in Xiu Gu's eyes would slowly fade, and her eyes would return to innocence, as if Ding Youtian, her husband, would hold her up even if the sky fell.
Ding Youtian developed a habit after doing this a few times, but in fact, he was just talking big. Once he met someone who only cared about fighting with fists and not with words, he would wave his hand and call Xiu Gu to come forward, while he would stand by and cheer for Xiu Gu.
Jian Ning had to admit that he and Xiu Gu were a truly unique and complementary couple. In the past, they would go to town together to sell goods, sitting at the entrance to West Street. Though they wore coarse clothes, they were a handsome couple. Ding Youtian was a skilled marketer and agile in mental arithmetic, while Xiu Gu remained silent, yet she could interpret any hint Ding Youtian gave her. As soon as Ding Youtian closed a deal, she would already have the customer's goods ready and handing them over. Her hands and feet were incredibly efficient.
Their booming business naturally irritated others. Xiu-gu never participated in any verbal fights, simply sitting quietly by the sidelines. But if anyone wanted to engage in a physical fight, Ding You-tian would simply step aside, and Xiu-gu would rush forward without a word, picking up her carrying pole and charging in, without even Ding You-tian's warning.
Ding Youtian could defeat five or six women in a verbal duel, and Xiu Gu could beat several strong men to a pulp with her carrying pole.
Aside from not daring to confront Meng and Old Ding, if anyone else tried to attack Ding Youtian, Xiu Gu would protect him like the apple of her eye. Even when faced with a tough opponent, she wouldn't back down. Every time Ding Youtian saw the situation was bad, he would drag her along and run away.
The two have been childhood sweethearts, admiring and relying on each other, so on the day Xiu Gu was struck to death by lightning, Ding Youtian was so heartbroken that he cried until he fainted!
Jian Ning travels through time and finds Xiu Gu, who was lost but later found. She also awakens her mind, a blessing in disguise. Ding Youtian is overjoyed and naturally worried that she will never return after cultivating immortality. A classmate of his, whose family lived in the town, became obsessed with cultivating immortality. He left a letter home, packed his bags, and set off to Shunhuang Mountain to seek the immortal. He has not returned to this day, and his whereabouts remain unknown.
At this moment, Ding Youtian heard Jian Ning calling him husband and making sarcastic remarks to him. He narrowed his eyes slightly and a mischievous smile appeared at the corner of his lips. While Jian Ning was lifting the lid of the pot to take out the boiled eggs, he slapped Jian Ning lightly on the butt.
"I just said the word fart, and it's disrespectful? Do you think you never fart?"
Jian Ning was suddenly touched by him, and her face turned red as a persimmon in June. In shame and anger, she picked up the spatula and was about to beat Ding Youtian, but Dabao came in after practicing martial arts.
"Mom!" Dabao paused, as if frightened. But he quickly regained his composure, glanced at his father, Ding Youtian, and said with dissatisfaction, "Dad, what outrageous thing have you done to make Mom angry again?"
"Uh, your father... he is so stupid! Your master gave him a booklet, but he couldn't understand it after reading it over and over again." Jian Ning said embarrassedly, putting down the spatula.
"Oh." Dabao glanced at his father again and stretched out his hand to him: "Let me see, what booklet is it?"
"You are my son, your father and I can't understand it, but you can do it?" Having said that, Ding Youtian still gave the booklet to Dabao and told Dabao the method that Jian Ning told him.
As a result, Dabao only stared at it for a short while before his eyes lit up, but he could only see the Taoist move slightly.
After closing the booklet, Dabao handed it back to Ding Youtian and said calmly, "I was born by my mother."
"You are worthy of being my son." Jian Ning smiled with curved eyebrows.
Ding Youtian didn't believe it. Dabao could see it but he couldn't. He showed it to Da Niu and the other three. Except for Er Niu, Da Niu and San Niu could see the Taoist priest moving slightly just like Dabao.
Is it possible that Erniu is the only one he has as his biological daughter?
Ding Youtian glanced at Jian Ning sideways, and their eyes met. Jian Ning understood what he meant, his face fell, and he turned around and shot a flying needle into his buttocks.
Caught off guard, he screamed in pain and jumped around, covering half of his butt.
"Uncle Ding, do you have a sore on your butt?" Ma Xiaomai asked when she saw this.
"Yes." Jian Ning bumped into Ding Youtian seemingly inadvertently and said with a smile, "Your uncle Ding has a bad sore. Stay away from him. Be careful not to get infected."
Ma Xiaomai was a sincere child. When she heard Jian Ning say that it was contagious, she was about to go forward to check on Ding Youtian, but she immediately took a half step back when she heard that.
Even Guoguo, who wanted to pounce on him, took a few steps back and looked at Ding Youtian in confusion.
"Your father has a bad sore!" Ding Youtian rubbed his buttocks with lingering fear. He didn't understand the situation yet and thought that he was stung by a wasp on his buttocks. It was obviously painful just now, but inexplicably he had no feeling now.
What kind of wasp is so powerful that it can sting his butt through his long clothes? He was really impressed!
When breakfast was served, Ma Xiaomai picked out the three eggs, peeled them, and then neatly split them in half with a knife. He then took three more eggs, peeled them, and likewise split them in half, placing them in two bowls.
"Guess which bowl of eggs is laid by the chickens raised by my master?" He asked Ah Man to guess first.
Ah Man was angry with Da Bao. After she got up, she first went to see Qiu Ge, then stayed by Da Bao's side, waiting to hand over Mao Qiu. Mao Qiu refused to get close to her, and she thought Da Bao was being naughty. She pouted her lips, crossed her arms, and said nothing.
The two chickens at home drank spiritual spring water, and the four little ones caught insects for them every day. Although the eggs laid by the hen were not big, the yolks were golden yellow. Dabao knew it at a glance. He deliberately pointed to the one in the other bowl and said, "This one."
"This!" Ah Man couldn't tell the difference at all, but when Dabao pointed east, she pointed west. Anyway, it was right that it was not the same as Dabao's.
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