C284 Ginger Is Still Old and Spicy
Yem Aimei stopped screaming when she saw Lan Tian walking towards the back of the house. She said in a low voice with a frightened expression, "Great-Grandfather, what is this little beast doing? It can't be that he's going to chop us all up with a knife, right? "
Great-Grandfather Fang glared at him. "How is that possible? Your knife is at the back of the house?"
Yem Aimei asked doubtfully," Then why is he walking towards the back? "
The sharp-mouthed aunty lying beside her covered her swollen mouth and said, "What else can he do? He probably slipped away! Look at us all lying down. It would be strange if he didn't slip away!"
Fat old man, who was beside her, shook his head. "Not necessarily. I feel that this kid is holding back something bad! Oh no, this little bastard won't scoop up the septic water and pour it on us, right?"
When he said that, everyone was shocked. They looked towards the back of the room in horror and asked in horror, "Then what should we do?"
Splash was one of the most ruthless moves used by the villagers. Anyone who had a bad relationship with them would basically use this move. The party that splashed would definitely be able to defeat the other party's family. Otherwise, it would be courting death.
Great-Grandfather Fang was also scared half to death. If Lan Tian really splashed feces, it would be even more embarrassing than slapping him in the face. He was the first to stand up and say to the crowd. " What are you still lying here for? Why aren't you getting up? Are you really going to wait for this bastard to splash all of your shit on you? "
When the villagers heard this, they were so frightened that they cried out. All of them stood up. Yem Aimei said unwillingly, "Great-Grandfather, could it be that with so many of us, we have lost to a useless person? If this gets out, won't we be laughed to death by others?"
The sharp-tongued old woman nodded. "Yes, yes. If we don't convince him today, then this useless person will climb over our heads and bully us in the future! Great-Grandfather, you have to come up with an idea! "
The old man sighed helplessly. "It's hard! We won't fight him, so what can we use to convince him? Oh right, who said that this little bastard's martial arts was crippled? How could he look like a cripple? Who? Who created the rumors?"
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they all focused their gazes on Yem Aimei. Yem Aimei was shocked. She waved her hands and said, "It's not me, it's not me. It was Dayang who said it!"
"Dayang? You also believe what that little beast said? We must have been deceived by him!" Great-Grandfather Fang said angrily.
Fat old man said with a puzzled expression, "But Great-grandfather, even if Dayang is lying to us, didn't you just call Sun family? Didn't Sun Jiang tell you personally that this useless person's martial arts was crippled?"
The old man was stunned. "Yeah, no matter what, Director Sun definitely wouldn't lie to me. Then why is this little bastard so agile?"
Yem Aimei patted her old leg." I think so. Even though this good-for-nothing's martial arts had been crippled, but he is a person who knows martial arts. Plus, we are all old people. That's why we can't beat him. What if it's thirty to forty young people who try? "
Everyone nodded. At this moment, Lan Tian chuckled and turned around from the back of the room.
Everyone was shocked when they saw the sinister smile on Lan Tian's face. However, when they saw that his hands were empty and that he didn't use a manure ladle to collect the manure, they secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
Great-Grandfather Fang pretended to be bluffing and shouted, "Wretched loser, we have already talked to Director Sun on the phone just now. He said that if you dare to disobey our discipline again, ask the martial arts expert who beat you the last time to come over tomorrow. I'll beat you up again! "
Yem Aimei followed and shouted," Yes, yes, useless trash. Director Sun said that it's not too late for you to kneel down and plead with us now. Otherwise, when that expert comes tomorrow, it will be the time for you to die! When the time comes, I will beat you until your head is full of bumps!"
Lan Tian chuckled, "Alright, I'll apologize to everyone! Let's go!" With a thought, he threw the two horse nests that he had just collected from the back of the house into the crowd.
One of them coincidentally landed on Yem Aimei's face. The old woman let out a shocking scream as she turned around and ran while screaming. At the same time, she clapped her hands on her face.
Not only her, but everyone also screamed in fear. They were stung by the two hornets that flew out of the hornets' nests and their heads were all covered up. They cried and screamed as they ran away.
The ninety-three-year-old Great-Grandfather was the smartest. He wouldn't run if someone else ran. He quickly pushed himself to the ground and held his head with both hands. He didn't move at all.
In the end, the person who ran was stung until his face was swollen, but the old man was completely fine. After the wasp flew away, he stood up complacently. He patted his clothes and snorted proudly at Lan Tian. "Little animal, you want to use this to harm me? You are still too young! Let me tell you... This is a dirty trick I played when I was young! Humph!" He walked away proudly with the cane in his hand.
"F * ck me!" Lan Tian touched his nose speechlessly. He really agreed with that sentence. Ganoderma is still spicy when it's old!
After the old guys left, Lan Tian started cultivating. When it was almost evening, a flurry of footsteps could be heard all of a sudden. A fawning and anxious voice sounded, "Lan Tian, is Lan Tian's eldest nephew home?"
Lan Tian was stunned. He stopped his cultivation and stood up, "He's here?" He walked out and was stunned when he saw it.
Who was it?
It was the yellow-faced aunty with late-stage liver cancer. She could no longer move. She was lying on a bamboo bed and her two sons carried her over.
Her bald husband walked in front. When he saw Lan Tian, the baldy did not say anything and knelt down.2
"Hey, grandpa, what are you doing? Get up! I'm only 28 years old, and I'm your junior. You're ruining my life by doing this. If you have anything to say, stand up and say it again." Lan Tian was well aware of this. Needless to say, he must have invited him to treat the yellow faced old woman's liver cancer.
"Tian, I'm sorry. I'm not a human. I shouldn't have laughed at you!" The yellow-faced woman lied on the bamboo bed and struggled to raise her head. She kept apologizing to Lan Tian with tears streaming down her face.
Lan Tian took a closer look at her and was shocked. It had been more than a month since he last saw her. This old woman was so thin that she looked like a skeleton. She was really skin and bones.
Of course, Lan Tian wouldn't argue with a person who was about to die. He waved his hand and said, "Forget it, forget it. The past matters will pass. Let's flip through the pages. You should take good care of yourself."
"Brother Lan Tian, please help my mother. She is dying." The eldest son of the yellow-faced old woman carried the person into the house and put him down. He took out a cigarette and begged.
Because he was begging Lan Tian to help treat his illness, the cigarette he took out was a pack of cigarettes. Lan Tian waved his hand and said, "Don't take it, don't take it. I'm not used to good cigarettes."
After saying that, he took out a pack of cigarettes worth eight yuan from his pocket and gave each of them one packet. He also took one packet from each of them. The bald old man was very perceptive and lit a fire for Lan Tian.
Lan Tian took a deep breath and said, "It's not that I don't want to save aunty, but the key is that my martial arts have been crippled. Without inner force, it's very difficult to save me!"
"Ah?" The family instantly looked disappointed!
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