Chapter 207 No need to kill Father!
Upon hearing this, Jiang Nuan's expression hardened: "What did you say???"
The old man stroked his chin: "It's because I chased away a lot of bad guys."
Jiang Nuanzhi was secretly surprised and subconsciously looked at Li Rong, only to see that Li Rong didn't seem surprised at all. She couldn't help but frown: "You know too?"
Li Rong touched his nose: "I've been too busy these past few days and haven't had a chance to tell you." After thinking for a moment, he added: "I was also afraid you would worry."
Jiang Nuanzhi was so angry she almost laughed: "So you two just didn't mention it at all? If this hadn't come up today, were you planning to never say a word about it?"
Li Rong: "Anuan, don't be angry. I haven't found out the details of the thief yet, so I don't know how to tell you."
After thinking for a moment, she added, "It was the old man who chased them away. I wanted to catch them, but I didn't have time before he chased them away."
Jiang Nuanzhi rolled her eyes and glanced at the old man: "Grandpa, those we didn't catch don't count. Next time, if we catch one alive, we'll make it a dish for you."
The old man nodded immediately, then suddenly asked, "If we're going to eat all this food today, wouldn't we have to catch a lot of people?" He continued, "Those kids are scared of me. What if they don't come for a while?"
Thinking about it, he pointed his finger at Dean Yue, who was sitting not far away, drinking tea with his legs crossed: "He didn't kill that many people, and you even held a banquet for him."
Jiang Nuanzhi: "He's different; he's Ping'er's master."
The old man blinked: "How about I become Ping'er's master too?"
Jiang Nuanzhi downed the rice tea in her hand in one gulp: "Ping'er, one master is enough. You should focus on catching people. Good luck, I believe in you."
Then he looked at Li Rong and said, "Come in with me for a moment, I have something to say to you."
Li Rong suddenly became inexplicably nervous when he was called upon.
He wanted to take Baozhu back with him, but unfortunately his daughter was happily eating the candied hawthorn that Jiang Nuanzhi had just given her, and didn't even glance at him.
"What are you standing there for? Let's go!"
Li Rong looked up and saw Jiang Nuanzhi looking over. He immediately responded and pushed the wheelchair to follow her into the house.
Outside, the old man glared at the two figures as they walked away, displeased: "In broad daylight, why do you have to come inside to say what you want to say?"
He muttered this to himself, frowned and stared at Ping'er and Dean Yue. Then, he stroked his chin and pondered for a while before turning his gaze to Xiao Baozhu beside him.
He snatched the candied hawthorn from Baozhu's hand. "Girl, I need to talk to you about something."
Baozhu frowned in dissatisfaction: "Grandpa Jing, what are you doing? I've already eaten this. If you want some, go get some new ones."
"Hey, Little Pearl, how about I become your master?"
Baozhu licked her sugar-coated fingers, her bright eyes fixed on his candied hawthorn, and asked nonchalantly, "What can Master teach me?"
The old man's voice was enticing: "I can do everything, you know. Just tell me what you want to learn, and I'll teach you." He was thinking that if they confirmed their master-disciple relationship, he would have Ah Nuan arrange a formal apprenticeship ceremony for him.
Baozhu tilted her little head and thought about it seriously: "Then... will you teach me arithmetic? I want to become smarter."
Upon hearing this, the image of a little dumpling counting on her fingers flashed through the old man's mind.
His brows were furrowed tightly. After a long while, as if he had made up his mind, he gave the candied hawthorn that he had snatched from Baozhu back to her: "Eat it, pretend I didn't say anything."
Little Baozhu pouted angrily: "Hmph, Grandpa Jing is a bad guy!" Then she grabbed a new candied hawthorn and strode into the house with her head held high: "If you won't teach me, I'll get Brother Xuanting to teach me! He's really, really willing! Humph!"
The old man secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, breathed a sigh of relief, and then turned his gaze to the waiter: "Waiter, how about I become your master?"
Xiao Er was writing the characters Jiang Nuanzhi had taught him when he heard this, and he looked up and said, "Okay."
His expression made the old man frown: "You agreed so quickly? I haven't even said what I'll teach you!"
Xiao Er tilted his head and thought for a moment: "I also want to have a master like my brother. But Ah Nuan said that I have to be older before I can become a master."
The old man's eyes darted around as he earnestly tried to persuade her: "Don't listen to your mother's nonsense. It's always better to become an apprentice as soon as possible. It's settled then, you'll be my apprentice."
"Um, Grandpa Jing, will you be good to me? Like Dean Yue was to my brother?"
The old man immediately puffed out his chest: "Of course, what do you want to learn? I'm very good at it."
Xiao Er grinned and said, "I want to learn super powerful kung fu, just like Daddy! I want to be able to beat people down! That way, if Anuan gets bullied again, I won't have to hide anymore. I can protect her and my little sister!"
The old man frowned as he looked at the waiter's sincere face and said seriously, "It's a bit difficult for you to have the same talent as your father. However, I have a way to make you beat everyone else."
The waiter's eyes widened immediately: "Really?"
The old man proudly raised his chin: "Of course, if you learn well, taking down your father will be a piece of cake."
Xiao Er immediately shook his head sheepishly: "No, no, no, there's no need to kill Daddy."
He looked at the old man curiously and asked, "Grandpa Jing, what kind of skill do you have?"
Old man: "Poison, ever heard of it? A simple-minded kid like you is perfect for learning this."
The waiter immediately shook his head like a rattle-drum: "Poison? That doesn't sound good. I don't really want to learn it."
The old man looked at the silly child and said seriously, "But I think you should learn it. If you learn it well, you will be the best in the world!"
After saying that, he patted the waiter's head kindly: "Kid, believe me, you'll like it."
The waiter, who seemed to be the best in the world, tilted his head and thought for a moment: "Is it really that amazing?"
The old man nodded firmly: "Don't believe me? I'll give you your first lesson right now."
Having said that, he stared at the waiter with a smile.
The waiter's eyes were filled with confusion. The next second, he felt a chill on his nose and subconsciously touched it, looking incredulous: "This is...blood?"
The next second, his eyes rolled back and he fell backward to the ground.
"Ahhh, Ah Nuan, Ah Nuan!"
Suddenly, Simbo, who was hugging a pillow beside him, shouted loudly. Simbo had also been taking medicine for a while, but his condition was fluctuating.
The old man was unlucky; he arrived just when he was still perfectly normal.
His loud scream startled the old man, who immediately covered Xinbo's mouth.
At that moment, Jiang Nuanzhi and Li Rong came out of the house one after the other.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Nuanzhi asked.
"No, nothing." The old man covered Xinbo's mouth, turned to block the waiter, and replied with a serious expression.
But the next second, the old man yelled and immediately pulled his hand away from covering Xinbo's mouth.
"Hey, are you a dog? Why are you biting so hard!"
After Xinbo was freed, he immediately pointed at Xiao Er and said, "Blood! It's all blood! Anuan! He hit Xiao Er."
The old man glared angrily.
But when he met Jiang Nuanzhi's squinting gaze, he immediately shook his head: "No, no, no, we're studying. Don't be fooled by his nosebleed; I've already given him the antidote, he'll wake up soon, and it'll even help loosen his muscles. It'll definitely do him no harm!"
Jiang Nuanzhi couldn't believe this crazy old man, so she immediately picked him up with heartache and took his pulse.
But as soon as the pulse was taken, the waiter slowly opened his eyes.
"Waiter, how are you?"
The incident happened suddenly, and everyone gathered around, looking at him with concern.
When Xiao Er saw Jiang Nuanzhi, he subconsciously chuckled and said, "Nuanzhi, hehe, Grandpa Jing is so amazing!"
Then, he subconsciously wiped his nose and looked at his hand: "So much blood."
Then, she rolled her eyes, tilted her head, and fainted again.
(End of this chapter)
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