The time Zhao Qingyan was tickled by Huang Shi's back scratcher wasn't particularly painful.
After all, she was her own granddaughter; Huang was just trying to scare the child.
However, this was the first time Zhao Qingyan had been beaten by her elders in both her past and present lives, and the experience was very confusing.
In my past life, I always longed for the love of my family. I thought that if my biological parents could come and take me away, I would be willing to work every day and be beaten and scolded.
At least they know they have a place in the world.
In the end, all that was left was a will.
Who knew that all she really wanted was a hug from a loved one?
The slap from Huang reminded Zhao Qingyan of the grievances and desires of her past life.
Tears began to fall uncontrollably.
At first, she cried loudly, but later she sat on the ground and wept silently.
Mrs. Huang was so moved by her granddaughter's crying that she began to wonder if she had hit the child too hard and hurt her.
Once Zhao Qingyan had vented her emotions, she was able to listen to Huang's various attempts to shift the blame.
He wiped away his tears.
"Grandma, you might as well just say I deserve a beating, instead of making up so many excuses. Humph, you even said I'm not thick-skinned enough. Even if my skin is thick enough, it wouldn't be enough for you to kick me a few times. You don't know how strong you are."
Besides, even if I look like an ugly monster, I'm still your granddaughter, your own granddaughter. If I'm not good-looking, I can't see it anyway.
So you look down on me? Humph, I'm ignoring you.
Oh dear, I want to eat something delicious! I want pickled chicken feet, I want spicy duck neck, I want to eat…
Zhao Qingyan was babbling on and on, and Huang almost drooled.
She knew all too well how delicious her granddaughter's food was. Just what her granddaughter had mentioned were all her old woman's favorites.
"My dear girl, my good girl, I apologize to you. I had a bad temper and I shouldn't have hit you. I should have talked to you nicely."
From now on, your mother won't hit you anymore.
My darling is a fairy, and if anyone dares to say that a fairy isn't pretty, Grandma will beat them up.
"My dear, those delicious things you mentioned earlier, do you want to share some with Grandma? Grandma loves them the most."
Huang's dedication to her stutter is truly remarkable.
Zhao Qingyan knew perfectly well that her crying was an attempt to extort money from Huang Shi, but Huang Shi had triggered her deepest vulnerability.
Knowing it in one's heart is one thing, but one still has to win back the argument verbally.
"Grandma, is it appropriate for you to speak so contrary to your conscience?"
"Sigh, what is conscience anyway? You can't eat it."
"What's inappropriate about it? Let alone going against my conscience, even if I had to throw my conscience on the ground, stomp on it, and crush it, I could do it, Grandma."
Zhao Qingyan gave Huang a thumbs up.
"Grandma, you're absolutely right. I'm just too thin-skinned."
"Let's go eat something delicious. I need to thicken my skin a bit."
The grandfather and grandson chatted happily amidst a pile of snacks.
It was time to pick up the test takers.
The grandfather and grandson squeezed to the front first, looking nervously into the examination hall, fearing that Zhao Qianci had been carried out.
When Zhao Qianci's figure came into view, both the grandfather and grandson breathed a sigh of relief.
Upon receiving Zhao Qianci's message, Huang asked, "Old man, did everything go smoothly for you today?"
Zhao Qianci nodded excitedly.
"Great, today is really great! Your trick worked, old woman."
Hearing this, Zhao Minggeng asked with some confusion, "Mother, what's the plan?"
Mrs. Huang glanced at her son and said, "Go away, it's an adult matter, children shouldn't pry into it."
Zhao Minggeng pointed to his own nose, "Mother, am I still a child? It's Nannan who's the child, okay?"
Hearing his father's words, little Zhao Qingbei, who was walking ahead, turned around and looked at Zhao Minggeng with great surprise.
“Dad, you should say I’m a child. I’m only 7 years old, while my sister is already 13.”
Zhao Minggeng nodded blankly, "Yes, that's right, you're the child, Dad was wrong."
The Zhao family members who overheard their conversation all laughed.
The third son's personality is becoming more and more unruly; I wonder who he took after.
After everyone returned home and had dinner, Zhao Qianci finally felt like discussing the exam questions with his children and grandchildren.
Seeing that their father (grandfather) was interested, the children and grandchildren, who had long wanted to find the answers, began to talk at length about the answers to the questions from the past two days.
Zhao Qianci stroked his beard with great pleasure, very satisfied with the performance of his children and grandchildren.
"Dad, how was your day?"
Zhao Changgeng couldn't help but ask, after all, his father's special constitution was really worrying.
"Hehe, it's alright, I'm doing great today, your mother has found a way to break the curse."
"Didn't you see that I'm in much better spirits today than yesterday?"
Zhao Qianci answered his son with great pleasure.
This was the smoothest day he'd had in years. Of course, he automatically ignored what happened that morning; it wasn't a big deal.
"What method? What method? Tell me."
A bunch of gossipers, of course, were eager to know the answer because they were concerned. Yes, that's the gist of it.
Upon learning of Huang's violent behavior that morning, all the children and grandchildren looked at Zhao Qianci with unspoken emotions.
Zhao Changgeng is more steady and considerate.
"Dad, you've worked hard. Go to sleep early. Let's go back to our room and review our lessons."
As his children and grandchildren filed out, Zhao Qianci finally belatedly realized that something was amiss.
"Old woman, am I being pitied again?"
Huang nodded helplessly.
"Fine, let them sympathize. I'm just saying that Heaven is about to bestow a great responsibility upon this person. They don't know anything."
Sometimes, the words we use to comfort others are actually words of comfort to ourselves.
Zhao Qianci felt convinced and got up to fetch water to wash up.
The next day, early in the morning, Huang repeated the same story from the previous morning.
Zhao Qianci, who was full of joy when he went to take the exam, never expected that he would trip over something as soon as he entered the examination room.
Luckily, her eldest son was with her; otherwise, this fall would have left her disfigured.
This familiar feeling instantly calmed Zhao Qianci down, and he dared not let his guard down any longer.
He was still wondering to himself.
"Why didn't it work today? I was very cooperative with my wife. Could it really have been an accident today?"
What kind of dream is that? It's an accident. There are plenty of accidents out there. If you're unlucky, just say you're unlucky. Is it so hard to admit it?
Although, according to past rules, the candidate for the preliminary examination would sit in the same place on the first day of the examination, and would sit there for the next few days as well.
Coincidentally, there was a heavy rain last night, and a row of examination rooms collapsed.
For the safety of the test takers, they must change positions.
Therefore, the examination rooms were reassigned today. When Zhao Qianci arrived at his assigned room, he was dumbfounded.
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