Chapter 5 Shameless

Touching the strange texture of the raincoat, Gan Huaizhong was puzzled, but did not ask, and naturally put the raincoat inside his clothes.

Most of the clothes of the ancients were loose, so there was nothing unusual.

Gan Huaibi looked at the raincoat, touching it like a curious baby, and sighing as he touched it.

"This dress is so beautiful, it's a pity to wear it inside."

"You should wear it outside so that everyone can see it."

When Gan Tian thought of the scene of her second brother wearing a raincoat to show off, her embarrassed toes were about to dig out the three-bedroom and one-living room.

Gan Fanren glanced at his daughter and said, "I gave you this name because I hoped you wouldn't be too fond of showing off and would learn to be restrained."

"Remember, a man is innocent but guilty of possessing a treasure. Put away your clothes and don't show off."

Now the daughter understood his painstaking efforts. The name he gave had a meaning, and it was not as simple as the crude Gan Bad Guy.

Unfortunately, the daughter completely ignored her meaning and just stared at her brothers in a daze.

[Looking closely, my brothers are quite handsome. The eldest brother is a modest gentleman, and the second brother is a proud and arrogant boy. I like them very much. ]

The jealous old father's face turned black and he drove the two brothers out.

Gan Fanren helped Hui Niang change her clothes, carried her out with the quilt, and put her on the wooden board.

Gan Tian nestled in the arms of his beautiful mother, feeling the faint fragrance of his mother and blowing bubbles happily.

Hui Niang was afraid of throwing the little guy out, so she hugged Gan Tian tightly.

Just when they reached the halfway point of the mountain, it started to rain heavily.

This heavy rain was strange, like a splash of water.

The Gan family members were wearing hats and raincoats, and except for their clothes, other parts of their bodies were not wet.

The raincoats blocked the rain and were warm.

Only the things they brought out were soaked, and Hui Niang's quilt was also wet.

Gan Fanren had to stop and found a nearby cave to hide in.

Although it was only halfway up the mountain, it was enough to withstand the invasion of the flood.

Gan Fanren set up the pot, went outside to pick up some firewood, lit the fire, and put the pig's trotter soup that had been stewing for a long time into the pot to heat it up.

He took out a few steamed buns from his bag and threw them into the pig's trotter soup.

The family roasted the fire, drank the hot pig's trotter soup, and ate the soft steamed buns, feeling comfortable all over.

After eating and drinking, everyone went to sleep.

There were faint noisy sounds in the night.

Although it was halfway up the mountain, screams could be heard from the bottom of the mountain.

There was chaos at the bottom of the mountain.

Soon someone found the cave.

"Come up quickly, there is a cave here, everyone come here to hide."

Li Zheng led people into the cave, and as soon as they entered the cave, they saw the Gan family.

Because the flood happened at night, the villagers were in a hurry and could not take out anything except valuable things.

They were all soaked like chickens in the soup and were very desperate.

The Gan family was roasting by the fire, their bodies were clean and fresh, and they smelled of meat, which was much more respectable than them.

"Gulp."

Someone swallowed his saliva.

Li Zheng felt embarrassed and glared at the man fiercely, then looked at Gan Fanren.

"Thanks to Mr. Gan for reminding us, otherwise we would have died in our sleep, and I'm afraid many people would have drowned." Li

Zheng was a little embarrassed. Although Gan Fanren reminded them, they claimed to be elders and more powerful than the scholars who knew nothing, so they didn't believe it at all.

In addition to sleeping a little lighter, they didn't even pack their bags.

If they had listened to Gan Fanren earlier, why would they be so vicious?

Some people blamed everything on Wang Li.

"I said that Mr. Gan was a powerful man, and he was definitely right. It was you, an old hag, who insisted that Mr. Gan had bad intentions and harmed the villagers."

Someone was so angry that he slapped Wang Li in the face: "You crazy woman, if it weren't for you, how could we not have taken out anything."

Wang Li had been beaten during the day and was in great pain. Now she was beaten again and didn't even have the strength to fight back.

Curses and screams echoed in the cave.

Li was having a headache because of their noise.

"Okay, everyone should take a rest. Get enough rest and go back to the village tomorrow to take out all the food."

With just one sentence, the villagers calmed down.

[Is that the end? I haven't seen enough yet. Gan Tian yawned with regret and fell into a deep sleep.

The rain fell fast and hard, and it flooded the foot of the mountain in one night, blocking the way down the mountain.

All the houses in the village were flooded, and even the roofs could not be seen.

The rain showed no sign of stopping at this time.

The mood of the whole village was heavy.

Only the Gan family was not affected. They heated up the pig's trotter soup from yesterday, soaked it with steamed buns and ate it happily.

The pig's trotter soup had been stewed for a long time and was really fragrant.

Everyone's stomach was rumbling at the aroma.

"Mr. Gan, your soup is so fragrant."

Mrs. Wang Li seemed to have forgotten the unhappiness of yesterday. She stared at the thick soup that was boiled white, and smiled and came over.

[It's obvious that this old woman wants to eat for free. The abacus beads are flying on my face.]

Gan Tian looked at Wang Li's old face and spitted all over her face.

Wang Li was not angry even though her face was covered with Gan Tian's spit. She said with a smile.

"Mr. Gan, your cooking skills are really good. I have never tasted such delicious soup in my life. If I can have a sip, I will die with my eyes closed."

Many people looked at Gan Fanren. As long as Gan Fanren opened his mouth, they would come forward to share the soup.

Gan Fanren calmly served soup to his family and turned a deaf ear to Wang Li's words.

"Oh, I don't have many years left to live, so I just want to drink some soup, but I didn't expect that there are people with such a heart of stone who are unwilling to give such a mouthful of soup to me."

"You will be punished for being so cruel--"

Wang Tianbao, the beloved grandson of Wang Li, ran to the pot and tried to run away with the pot when he saw his grandmother being bullied.

Gan Huaibi couldn't bear to see someone take his own pot away, so he tripped and fell.

Wang Tianbao couldn't hold the pot because it was too hot, so he tripped and spilled it all over himself.

"My soup, my soup."

"You owe me soup."

Wang Tianbao screamed because of the scald, but he didn't care about the pain, and quickly stretched out his tongue to lick the soup that had not been absorbed on the ground.

This soup smells really good.

Wang Tianbao smacked his lips. He jumped up excitedly when he thought that if Gan Huaizhong hadn't tripped him, he and his grandmother would have been able to drink all the soup.

"You spilled my soup, you owe me the soup."

Seeing Wang Tianbao blaming her, Gan Tian was so angry that she spat wildly.

[Shameless kid, that's my soup! . ]

[I'm so angry. ]

Gan Fanren patted Gan Tian soothingly, and looked at the Wang family with sharp eyes.

"Yesterday I advised you to go up the mountain earlier, and you just saved your life. It's fine if you don't thank me, but you also knocked over my wife's tonic soup. Aren't you afraid that God will take your life?"

There was a loud thunder.

People couldn't help but tremble in fear.

Their lives were given by Gan Fanren. Could it be that God was really angry because they were ungrateful and wanted to take back the lives he gave them?

Wang Li was also confused.

How could it be such a coincidence that the thunder didn't strike earlier or later, but just now.

"I don't care, I don't care, I want to drink soup, I want to drink soup."

"You pay for my soup."

Wang Tianbao rolled on the ground, his body covered with mud, and shouted.

He was glaring.