Ming Yunshu put out his cigarette: "I'm feeling a bit irritable. It's almost dawn, so I can rest for an hour. Go and rest for a while! Children shouldn't stay up late."
Zhu Fanfan said playfully, "Godfather, you can't stay up late either, you middle-aged uncle."
Ming Yunshu had always doted on Zhu Fanfan. Even when he was angry, he would tap her forehead hard and say helplessly, "Go back to sleep, my little darling."
When Zhu Fanfan woke up again, it was already daylight. Her godparents had already left. Seeing this, Zhu Jiabao said helplessly, "I left you some food. Eat, my little darling."
Zhu Fanfan sat down without ceremony: "I'm clearly so well-behaved, cute, and sensible, loved by everyone, yet you all think I'm difficult to please."
With one little tyrant on the left and another on the right, is she really that difficult to deal with?
Zhu Jiabao pouted: "Don't you know your own temper? You're picky about food and clothes. I've never seen such a spoiled child as you."
She didn't like the food and was taught not to waste food. Eating something was like taking poison; it was so hard to swallow that even they felt choked up watching her and wished they could eat it for her. She wouldn't wear the old clothes that had been altered, even though she wore altered military uniforms in the capital. They were all new altered, and none of them were old. She would stop wearing them if they had patches. In Shanghai, she was even more casual, changing into a new outfit every day. Only her sister-in-law, Fuya, spoiled her and was not difficult to please.
Unlike them, who have endured hardship and are content with just being cooked, even when food is covered in dirt during wartime, they still find it delicious. Anything that fills their stomachs is considered a delicacy. As for clothing, he still has quite a few patches on his clothes! What did he say next?
Zhu Fanfan disagreed: "I have the means to live a better life, so why make things difficult for myself by eating coarse food and wearing patched clothes? It's not like our family doesn't have the means. Who knows whether tomorrow or an accident will come first? I just want to live in the present and enjoy life."
Zhu Jiabao stopped him: "Little ancestor, you can tell me what's going on here. If others hear you, they'll say you're a capitalist hedonist, and you'll be criticized."
Although he and his wife had worked hard all their lives for a better life for Fanfan, some things, if spoken out, might attract a group of envious people who might have malicious intentions, so it was best to be careful.
Zhu Fanfan didn't care: "We'll have to come to them first."
Zhu Jiabao understood what Zhu Fanfan meant and said earnestly, "Fanfan, there are many talented people in the capital. Don't underestimate people's observation skills. Sometimes, even the slightest clue can be a huge obstacle to us. I'll clean up the mess for you this time when you went out to teach someone a lesson, but you can't be so impulsive in the future, understand?"
He knew Fanfan would definitely go out to take revenge that night, but after much consideration, he decided to go along with her and let her vent her anger. While Fanfan was out investigating the Shan family, he also asked someone to clean up the mess for her. He didn't know what time Fanfan would act, so he asked them to destroy the evidence at 4:30.
Fanfan's actions towards those people were simply to collect their belongings and leave them nearby, just to teach them a lesson. Even if Fanfan was certain no one was around and would use his supernatural abilities to erase any traces, he still didn't dare to gamble. What if he left even the slightest clue? So he sent people to clean up the mess, ensuring no one would find out. The people he sent were all his trusted confidants who would never betray him.
Zhu Fanfan realized she had acted impulsively: "I'm sorry, Grandpa. I'll definitely be more careful in the future."
Zhu Jiabao said, "Fanfan, I don't want to say that these people in the Revolutionary Committee are children who were instigated by others to do these things. They are not bad by nature, but some mistakes are made and they have to take responsibility for their actions. They provoked you, and you can teach them a lesson. Although I have been suspended from my post, our relationship is still there, and I can still clean up the mess for you. But if they have not provoked you, don't take action, understand?"
He had provoked her, and she had a legitimate reason to take action. Given Fanfan's current situation, even without him, someone would have cleaned up the mess for him. A simple "child doesn't know any better" would have covered it up, and the Revolutionary Committee Director wouldn't hold a grudge. But he thought he was very powerful and always took the lead, going against the Revolutionary Committee. The Director wasn't someone to be trifled with, and some people wouldn't give him special treatment just because he was a child.
Zhu Fanfan reflected on her behavior and promised, "I will definitely discuss things with Grandpa in the future."
Although she was very confident in her skills, she forgot that these ten years were the darkest, a decade without legal protection. She was too arrogant. Her grandfather had experienced more than her, so it wouldn't hurt to ask him for advice.
Zhu Jiabao did not object. No matter how smart the child is, he is still a child and still needs the protection and guidance of old folks like them.
Suddenly, a member of the Shan family came out of the house. His eye bags were so heavy they were practically down to his chin, and his dark circles were darker than if he had been punched several times. He looked like a monster had drained his life force, and he had no energy at all. Zhu Fanfan asked, "Haven't the Shan family members gone to work yet?"
Zhu Jiabao glanced at her: "Have you forgotten what you did?"
Zhu Fanfan explained, "I just used my superpower to give them nightmares. Even if they had nightmares all night, they wouldn't be this exhausted."
Whether it's a nightmare or a pleasant dream, it's essentially a form of mental intrusion. Regardless of the type, it's all about mental power controlling the sea of consciousness and forcibly changing their thoughts. She was a bit ruthless, giving them the order to move out. The consequences for those who didn't move were: accidental death, being beaten to death, or being hanged. The best outcome was being kicked out; otherwise, they would be killed. It was either leave or die; there was no third option. The nightmare wouldn't stop until they decided to leave. They probably dreamt of dying countless times, only waking up in the morning when their mental energy was exhausted.
The Shan family members had just stepped out when they saw Zhu Fanfan and his father eating at the door. They screamed as if they had seen a ghost and ran away as fast as they could.
Zhu Fanfan stared blankly at her grandfather: "I really only gave them a few nightmares, isn't that a bit of an exaggeration?"
Zhu Jiabao was no longer willing to speak; what she said was definitely different from what he understood.
The Shan family obediently moved out that night, whether they were frightened or persuaded by others, I don't know.
One hundred days passed comfortably as Zhu Jiabao recovered, and he was almost completely healed. This was mainly because Zhu Fanfan fed her grandfather the Vitality Pills three times a day without fail, which naturally made his recovery faster. Fortunately, she had refined more pills herself before, but because the quality was a bit worse than when she refined pills with Xi Yan, she was too embarrassed to hand them over and kept some for herself, which came in handy now.
Although she had forgotten how to distinguish the pills, she had a habit of making sure she didn't get them mixed up. Each bottle had words written on it, and even if she couldn't recognize the pills, she could still read the words on the bottles.
That day, Zhu Jiabao decided to make arrangements to return to the army, but Zhu Fanfan objected.
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