Ye Weiwei said nonchalantly, "Then what should we do? Should I try to go back and whip their corpses one by one? But the explosion was quite powerful; I'm afraid we won't even find any bone fragments."
Grandpa Zhang was both angry and heartbroken. He pointed at Ye Weiwei for a long time before finally uttering, "You brat, listen to what you're saying! Just because I spoil you doesn't mean you can act like a human being!"
Ye Weiwei chuckled and stepped forward to take Old Master Zhang's arm. "Who told me to be your only, most beloved, most precious, and most proud granddaughter, right?"
Grandpa Zhang clearly fell for her act, but he deliberately feigned disdain and pulled his arm away. Then, in that particularly infuriatingly smug tone, he said, "I have a ton of grandchildren now, and even great-grandchildren! All of Old Zhang's descendants are so capable and promising! You're no longer my only, most beloved, most precious, and most proud granddaughter! Oh, right! These days, people are sexist. I have a grandson now, so you, my adopted granddaughter, can go cool off somewhere else!"
Ye Weiwei blinked, looking at Grandpa Zhang with a pitiful and aggrieved expression, her voice heavy and slightly damp, "Old man, are you serious?"
Grandpa Zhang felt a pang of heartache. He regretted teasing this brat so much. He quickly hugged Ye Weiwei and gently patted her back. "It's all fake! All those grandchildren, great-grandchildren are not as good as you! In Grandpa's heart, they all combined are not as good as one of your fingers."
Thinking of how heartbroken the brat had been, crying in his arms earlier, Old Master Zhang's heart ached, so he didn't notice the sly smile in Ye Weiwei's eyes.
snort!
She knew it would be like this!
He still wanted to lie to her!
The grandfather and granddaughter chatted in the study for a long time. Ye Weiwei deduced some things from what Grandpa Zhang said. Back then, they had no choice but to leave the country, but it was also because the fortune teller had reminded them that if they wanted to get through the tribulation safely, they should not interfere too much with the fate of the person facing the tribulation. It was best to let nature take its course, otherwise it would only backfire.
Thinking about the book she had obtained, Ye Weiwei began to suspect that the book might also be a medium, or a special arrangement by heaven. Having lived in this world for the past few years, she had clearly felt that the development of this world had completely deviated from the settings in the book.
If this is truly a world within a book, then Ye Wanwan, the female protagonist favored by the heavens, died far too easily. Moreover, there's the book's established setting, which has long since collapsed and can't be pieced back together. If there really is the protection of the heavens in the book, why didn't she suffer any repercussions from the heavens? Instead, her luck only got better and better.
So, is it possible that this is not actually the world in the book at all, and that the so-called transmigration is just a fabrication of the Heavenly Dao of this world? After all, when Old Master Zhang's soul left, he sincerely prayed to protect his family's descendants with his own merits.
That old man, Mr. Zhang, was a doctor who dedicated himself to healing the sick and saving lives. He had a compassionate heart and helped countless people. Moreover, he donated money and supplies many times during times of national crisis, saving countless lives.
Even Mr. Wang from the Northwest (Wang Tao's father, a veteran of the Red Army. Just mentioning him in case you've forgotten) had never met Mr. Zhang, but he was saved by the medicine donated by Mr. Zhang and still remembers his life-saving kindness many years later.
Old Master Wang is definitely not an isolated case. There are countless people in China like Old Master Wang who are grateful to Old Master Zhang. With so many people expressing their gratitude, Old Master Zhang's merit must be incredibly abundant...
Unbeknownst to Ye Weiwei, her brainstorming session had even earned her a silent praise from the Heavenly Dao, the guardian of this world, for her quick wit.
It wasn't until the Zhang family and Qin Xiao, who were waiting in the living room downstairs, became impatient and came up to urge the two of them to come down for dinner that the grandfather and grandson finally snapped out of their joy at the long-awaited reunion.
Ye Weiwei touched her shrunken, protesting stomach; to be honest, she was really hungry.
Grandpa Zhang glared at Ye Weiwei with annoyance: "You're such a grown woman, and you don't even know to ask for food when you're hungry. You're getting more and more like a child!"
Hearing the old man's awkward yet caring words, Ye Weiwei felt a warmth in her heart. She smiled and took his arm as they walked downstairs: "It's not easy to see you, Grandpa. I was so happy that I forgot about eating."
Old Master Zhang hummed, but his expression showed immense satisfaction, with his lips curling into a wide smile.
When Zhang Junze, who had come up to greet people, saw his usually stern grandfather smiling so happily, his feelings of how much he loved his little cousin were renewed.
Sure enough, Grandpa still likes the little girl the most.
That makes sense; anyone with eyes would like a pretty and delicate little girl like my cousin Weiwei.
He just went through his collection and picked out a lot of items that girls would like. He'll give them all to his little cousin later. He's sure he'll become the most, most, most beloved older brother in her heart!
Nobody can take his number one spot!
Ye Weiwei had no idea that her older cousin was having so much going on in his head. Her entire attention was drawn to the dazzling array of delicious-looking dishes on the table, especially when she saw the steamed glutinous rice balls. Her eyes welled up with tears, and she called out in a hoarse voice, "Grandpa!"
Grandpa Zhang knew what she was thinking, and patted her hand, "Alright! How old are you? You're still crying from hunger. Even your little nephews and nieces aren't as stupid as you."
Ye Weiwei sniffed and took the opportunity to act coquettishly: "It's been so many days since I've eaten anything. And seeing all this delicious food prepared by my family, can't I even feel a little touched!"
After saying that, she looked at her eldest aunt, second uncle, and second aunt, and said gratefully, "Thank you, eldest aunt, second uncle, second aunt, and cousins, for all your trouble."
Ye Weiwei's aunt, Gong Wanxiang, smiled and stepped forward to take Ye Weiwei's hand, saying, "You little girl, why are you being so polite with us? Quickly help your grandfather sit down and see if the food suits his taste."
Ye Weiwei sniffed, looking completely delighted, "I know it'll be delicious without even tasting it!"
Her appearance made everyone burst into laughter.
Zhang Shaoquan, the little dumpling from his older cousin's family, also followed Ye Weiwei's example, sniffing the air and then exclaiming loudly, "I smell it! It smells delicious!"
Zhang Junze tapped his son's little nose with a hint of annoyance, "You little glutton! You think you have such a sharp nose!"
Zhang Shaoquan, the little dumpling, chuckled shyly. His cute and lively appearance bore a striking resemblance to Ye Weiwei.
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