Chapter 196 The Fight Started
Jiang Nuanzhi didn't fish for very long. She scooped up some small fish from the basket, then caught two slightly larger ones. Now she and Lü Shizhu were carrying the baskets and walking back.
Jiang Nuanzhi fished for a while, but then she became a little worried and hurried back.
After all, we don't know much about this dean, and we don't know how he treats Ping'er.
From afar, one could see Dean Yue extending his large, fan-like hand towards Ping'er, while Lü Shizhu beside him transformed into an old-fashioned kettle.
Jiang Nuanzhi couldn't help but cover her ears: "Young man, stop honking. Can't you just say what you need to say?"
"You! You! Look! He actually hit my brother!"
Lu Shizhu's fingers were trembling: "Did you see that? Ping'er is crying from the pain, and she's still wiping away her tears!"
Jiang Nuanzhi quickened her pace.
Lu Shizhu, who was standing next to him, ran over and shouted, "Stop! What are you doing?!"
Upon hearing this, Dean Yue paused subconsciously for a moment, then continued patting Ping'er's shoulder with a satisfied expression.
"Good lad, not bad, not bad at all, you've got some cleverness. Judging from your answer, I can tell you haven't been corrupted by that old scoundrel surnamed Xue. Thank goodness, truly thank goodness."
Lu Shizhu awkwardly withdrew his hand, looking puzzled: "Huh?"
Clearly, he didn't understand. In just a short while, the dean, who had seemed to dislike Ping'er just moments ago, was now treating him like his own son.
Jiang Nuanzhi breathed a sigh of relief. Upon closer inspection, she saw that the few sheets of paper on policy essays that Magistrate Feng had used to test Ping'er were now in the Dean's hands. He was still looking at them repeatedly.
In contrast, Ping'er, who had just been beaten by the dean and was grimacing, now had a subtle glint in his eyes as he looked at Dean Yue. He seemed less preoccupied than before. Instead, he appeared somewhat childlike, feigning indifference while secretly watching Dean Yue's expression after reading his article.
This was something Jiang Nuanzhi hadn't expected. However, it seemed to go much more smoothly than anticipated. She picked some more wild fruits and slowly drove the donkey cart home.
"Hey! Ah Nuan! Why did you bring back another lame man? This one's a bit old, not as pleasing to the eye as Li boy."
As soon as they got off the donkey cart, before they even entered the gate, they saw the old man squatting on the wall, scrutinizing Dean Yue with a critical look, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper with each glance.
The old man thought that his daughter, Ah Nuan, probably had some kind of bad habit.
Jiang Nuanzhi was walking along just fine, but upon hearing this, she stumbled and almost fell: "Ancestor, please watch your words! This is the tutor I hired for Ping'er, what are you saying?"
After saying that, he forced a smile that looked more like a grimace at the dean beside him: "Um, Dean Yue, please don't mind, my old man has always been outspoken."
Dean Yue waved his hand and glanced at the old man, saying, "It's alright, it's alright. I have a crazy old man in my family too."
Jiang Nuanzhi was stunned when she heard his words. As expected, the old man's face had darkened.
Fearing the old man might suddenly go crazy, Jiang Nuanzhi immediately coughed lightly: "Dean Yue, let's go inside first."
"Hey? There's another burly man in this yard? He looks so familiar. But why is he lame? Can't he walk?"
Li Rong looked over when the old man was speaking.
At this moment, after hearing Dean Yue's words, he looked at Dean Yue, nodded slightly, and did not say anything, still wearing a polite smile on his face.
However, Jiang Nuanzhi inexplicably felt that his smile was somewhat eerie.
"This is my husband. He's injured his leg."
After saying that, he looked at Li Rong and explained, "This is the tutor I invited for Ping'er."
Li Rong nodded, and as he spoke, he had already moved his wheelchair to Jiang Nuanzhi's side. He took the basket from her hands and handed her a warm handkerchief: "Wipe your hands first."
“Oh, so this is Ping’er’s father. He doesn’t look like him at all.” Dean Yue said, then turned his gaze to the old man: “You wouldn’t happen to be Ping’er’s grandmother, would you?” Then he clicked his tongue twice with a strange expression: “No, not at all.”
Upon hearing this, Jiang Nuanzhi's heart leaped into her throat. She immediately turned to look at Dean Yue—how did he know!
Even Li Rong, who had been so gentle before, now had a hint of wariness in his dark eyes. He stared intently at Dean Yue.
The old man flew into a rage: "Hey, you bastard, are you mocking me?"
While he was waiting for Jiang Nuanzhi on the wall, he was idly playing with a tree branch in his hand when he suddenly attacked Dean Yue.
Jiang Nuanzhi tried to stop it, but it was too late.
No sooner said than done, the dean, dragging a sprained ankle, deftly dodged the attack. He then grabbed a basket and used it to block the old man's repeated attacks.
After several consecutive attacks, without even touching the hem of the person's clothes, the old man stopped and squinted at Dean Yue: "Hey, he's actually got some skills."
"You flatter me, you flatter me." Dean Yue shook her numb hand, her face full of disbelief: "You little old lady, you're actually so amazing!"
These words stirred up a hornet's nest! The atmosphere around them instantly plummeted to freezing point.
Jiang Nuanzhi stiffened her neck to look at the old man, whose face was as black as ink. He immediately cracked his wrists and looked at Dean Yue with a sinister smile: "You repeat what you just said to me again."
"Fine, I'll tell you!"
"What are you talking about? I won't say it, I won't say it, I dare not say it!" Jiang Nuanzhi acted quickly, grabbing a pear the size of a fist and stuffing it directly into Dean Yue's mouth.
Then he immediately winked at Lü Shizhu: "Quickly, take Dean Yue inside to take a look."
Lu Shizhu also realized something was wrong, and without saying a word, she grabbed Dean Yue and left.
"Don't be angry, don't be angry, I'll make you your favorite iron pot stewed fish later!" She said with a smile, picking up two fruits and stuffing them into his arms: "Try these fresh fruits picked from the mountain today, are they sweet?"
"I'm not angry. I'm not angry." The old man gritted his teeth, then looked at Anuan pitifully: "How about stewing human flesh for lunch? I'll slaughter one for you right away."
Jiang Nuanzhi: "...Not good."
Do you want to hear what you're saying?
Seeing that the old man was still looking in the direction where Dean Yue had left with an unfriendly expression, Jiang Nuanzhi was indeed afraid that he would really kill the person.
Jiang Nuanzhi didn't believe that Dean Yue could really defeat the Grand Preceptor of the Great Jing Kingdom. Besides, the old man's mind wasn't working properly anymore, and he couldn't reason like a normal person.
He immediately and very seriously instructed, "You must not touch this person. If you hurt him, Ping'er will have no teacher. I spent a lot of money to hire him, and we can't afford to hire another one."
The old man frowned deeply upon hearing this: "Really? Does Ping'er really have to learn it?"
Jiang Nuanzhi nodded firmly: "Yes, he really loves studying. If you don't let him study, he'll come to you and cry like a little pearl! He'll cry all day long."
Upon hearing this, the old man shook his head vigorously, like a rattle drum: "Let him learn, let him learn, as long as he doesn't cry."
Jiang Nuanzhi breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that what he feared most was Xiao Baozhu's tears.
"Then you promise not to lay a hand on him."
"Okay." The old man pursed his lips, took a bite of the fruit unhappily, and spat it out with a "pfft" the next second: "Hey, it's too sour."
(End of this chapter)
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