Chapter 47: The Grandmaster Who Waste Money



Chapter 47: The Grandmaster Who Waste Money

Bai Wenzhang's face was full of seriousness, and he spoke with deep emotion. Qing Yanrou chuckled indifferently.

"Since I don't have to do anything, can I leave now?" She gestured to him to move aside with her eyes.

Seeing that she was not moved by his soft words, Bai Wenzhang knew that he could not be impatient. He leaned slightly to the side and said tentatively, "Yanrou, can you come home for dinner this weekend? After your grandma heard about you, she really wants to see you."

I didn't want to go, so I thought about it for a moment and then replied, "Okay, just give me the address."

"I'll have the driver pick you up from school."

Hearing her answer, Bai Wenzhang's face was filled with joy, and his voice was full of excitement, as if he was a father who felt guilty towards his child and wanted to make amends.

Seeing that he was no longer blocking her way, Qing Yanrou left without looking back.

Seeing that she was cold towards him and even ignored him, her face became gloomy after she turned around. Qing Yanrou suddenly felt something and turned around and bumped into that gloomy face.

Bai Wenzhang's gloomy face turned into kindness in an instant, and he even waved to her.

——

"Grandpa, I'm back."

Qing Yanrou changed her shoes at the entrance and greeted people inside the house. Seeing that no one paid any attention to her, she changed her shoes again and walked in puzzledly.

When I walked into the living room, I saw a Taoist priest and Xiao Yan, a demon, standing against the door of the master bedroom, listening attentively to the noise inside.

"Grandpa, what are you doing?" Qing Yanrou didn't quite understand their actions and sounded very puzzled.

"Shh!"

Seeing that she had returned, the director quickly put his hand on his lips, signaling her to speak in a low voice. Finally, he carefully left the place and slowly sat down on the sofa beside him.

Xiao Yan also walked up to her happily, grinned at her, stretched out his hand in front of her, and gestured to her.

"I know, I know, I'll get it for you later."

After hearing the promise, Xiaoyan happily skipped to the TV, turned it on and started watching it seriously.

"Grandpa, what were you two doing just now?"

Qing Yanrou asked the Taoist priest doubtfully. The Taoist priest pulled her to sit beside him and asked in a low voice:

"Ever since you installed the TV for the Grandmaster, the noise from it has never stopped. I'm worried that if it continues like this, it will consume too much of the Grandmaster's spiritual consciousness."

"It never stopped? Then why don't you try to persuade the Grandmaster?"

She was also very confused. The TV had been installed for half a month and it had never stopped running!

Seeing that the Taoist priest heard this, he did not answer and just looked at her.

Qingyun is the ancestor, how can he, a junior, persuade him?

"You just tried to cover up your mistake. With the Grandmaster's abilities, how could he not know you were outside? If that's the case, you might as well just go in and talk to him."

After Qing Yanrou finished speaking, she stood up and went to the master bedroom.

While still outside the door, I could hear all kinds of cheers coming from the TV inside.

Qing Yanrou...

When I opened the door and went in, I saw Qing Yun transformed into a recliner. He was lying on it, staring at the TV intently. I almost gave him peanuts, sunflower seeds and cola.

"Can you stare at the TV non-stop like this? Can your consciousness withstand such a drain?"

"Don't worry, this consumption is nothing."

When he heard her voice, Qing Yun didn't even raise his eyelids, and was completely focused on the TV program.

"But you can handle it without taking a break. This machine can't handle it. It's so hot you can fry an egg."

Qing Yanrou walked over and touched the TV, but quickly withdrew her hand because she was burned.

"The TV needs to rest, otherwise it will break down and you won't be able to watch it."

Qing Yanrou said this and turned off the TV despite his objection.

Without TV to watch, Qing Yun suddenly collapsed completely in the recliner in despair, with a look of despair on his face, just like those internet-addicted teenagers who were suddenly cut off from the internet.

"After all, you are a Taoist priest who ascended to godhood a thousand years ago. Could you please stop being so useless?"

Given that our ancestor is easily fascinated by entertainment, I really don’t know how he could have endured the hardships of cultivation thousands of years ago, and even achieved enlightenment in the end.

"Before I ascended, at least I still had cultivation as a pastime. I won't mention the days after I ascended, but now I only have a trace of my consciousness in the human world. Besides watching these novel programs to pass the time, what else can I do?"

Qing Yun spoke in a flat voice, but one could inexplicably hear a pitiful tone in her voice.

"How about I get you another computer and put it here?"

Qing Yanrou was unable to resist after all. Since it would not damage his consciousness, she did not have too many restrictions.

“I also want a cell phone.”

After hearing this, Qingyun suddenly sat up from the recliner like a carp, looked at her straight in the eyes and said.

"OK!"

With the 10 million in her pocket, Qing Yanrou was not stingy at this moment. She bought the latest desktop computer and placed it in the master bedroom, connected him to the Internet, and bought him the latest mobile phone. She also registered a WeChat account for him, added him as a friend, and finally even linked a bank card to it.

However, in case my master had no idea how to spend money, I only deposited 100,000 yuan in the card.

Qing Yun, who got a mobile phone and a computer, instantly revived and began to indulge in the online world.

The next morning, Qing Yanrou received a strange call from Bai Wenzhang, who said that his driver would pick her up at noon.

I don't know where he got her information from, but he not only found out her school, but also her phone number. Qing Yanrou thought about it and decided to tell Master Jianyi.

"You said he wanted to take you back to the Bai family?"

After hearing this, the Taoist priest frowned deeply and looked very ugly.

"Grandpa, do you know why my mother returned to Yantai Village?"

"Well, it's time to talk to you."

Seeing the Taoist priest put down the shower head, sat on the rocking chair beside him, and said slowly:

"I watched your mother grow up. Her family was poor and she had few relatives. She lost her parents when she was thirteen, and ended up living off the villagers of Yantai Village."

"However, in those days, every family was poor, and most children didn't go to school much. Your mother was very smart, and she was able to get into high school by listening to classes outside the window."

"But she didn't have tuition, so I ended up paying for all her high school and college tuition. She also worked hard and got into University B."

"Before she came to Beijing to study, I saw that she had a calamity in her destiny, so I specifically told her to study hard and just focus on her studies. I'll take care of the rest."

"But your mother eventually went out to work and study, and eventually met that man from the Bai family. A young girl's feelings are always springing up. I was far away in Province G and couldn't reach her, so in the end, your mother returned to Yantai Village right after graduation."

"I was already pregnant with you at that time."

"As for what exactly happened between her and the man from the Bai family, she didn't say, and I don't know either. But when she returned to Yantai Village, she was no longer the bright and generous girl she used to be. Her eyes were always filled with sorrow, and she died of depression."

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