Chapter 1812 - 325: [Part 3]

Ultimately, it was because he wasn't strong enough to hold up the sky when the Qin and Liu Families were at their most critical moment.

Aunt Liu caught a black centipede and placed it on Uncle Qin's neck.

Uncle Qin held it in his hand.

The black centipede opened its jaws and bit Uncle Qin's neck, drawing out strands of stagnant energy.

Uncle Qin: "It's lively outside."

Aunt Liu: "What, feeling itchy to get involved?"

Uncle Qin: "This should have been my task."

Aunt Liu: "Alright, they can manage it themselves, and it's inconvenient for us to intervene."

Uncle Qin: "Sigh, being unable to help when you can is always a bit unsettling."

Aunt Liu: "Once Xiao Yuan completes his journey through the Jianghu, the Qin and Liu Families will rise again, and those old scores will be settled. The old lady has kept track of everything, stroke by stroke."

"Knock, knock, knock..."

The sound of knocking echoed.

The two instantly knew it was the old lady.

Because, in this house, only the old lady's footsteps went unnoticed by them.

Aunt Liu opened the door.

Liu Yumei: "Go, restock."

Aunt Liu: "Now?"

Liu Yumei: "They're waiting impatiently over there."

Aunt Liu: "I'll go right away."

In the past, Alii would occasionally take one or two tablets for use.

And if the memorial tablets on the offering table were missing, it was unsightly.

So over time, Aunt Liu always kept two spare sets of tablets in her room.

Aunt Liu went out to place the items.

Liu Yumei walked into the room.

Uncle Qin stood up, intending to put on his shoes.

"Sit down, continue soaking."

"Yes, Mistress."

Liu Yumei looked up and down at Uncle Qin, saying: "Child, these past years have been hard on you, running inside and outside the house, relying on you."

"Mistress, it's my dim-witted nature..."

"Ah Ting is right, I've kept track of those accounts. I originally thought the best outcome in this life was to quietly spend it guarding my family Alii, without a chance to settle those grudges.

Now... hahaha.

Our ancestor in the Liu family, Liu Qingcheng, was both praised and criticized.

But at least he passed through the Jianghu with a gallant spirit.

Preserving the bigger picture, preserving the bigger picture... our Qin and Liu Families have sacrificed enough for the bigger picture.

Feng Shui will soon turn,

Soon,

We will soon have our revenge.

Ali,

Take good care of yourself."

"Yes!"

Liu Yumei walked out of the west room, came to the yard, and looked up at the sparse stars in the moonlit night.

Aunt Liu over there had just arranged a new set of tablets.

Over there, the sound of a small cart came up from the yard below, her own granddaughter coming again to restock.

Seeing Alii in a red dress pulling a small cart, Liu Yumei couldn't help but smile.

If she really wasn't old now, and her body wasn't as good as it used to be, she would have gone to experience the feeling of pulling the cart with her granddaughter, even at the risk of backlash.

Another rattle came and went with a hum.

After one cart was dragged away, the offering table in the East Room became empty once again.

Aunt Liu quickly put up the third set.

After finishing these, Aunt Liu worriedly said to Liu Yumei:

"Just three sets, if they're taken again, there won't be any left."

"We should only need three sets."

"But Xiao Yuan usually doesn't go to the East Room, let alone the warehouse, how does he know..."

"Alii knows, so Xiao Yuan would know too."

Aunt Liu: "Look, your granddaughter really is siding with her elbow pointed outward."

Liu Yumei: "Xiao Yuan is the only current heir of the Qin and Liu Families, in terms of law, everything in the house is his. Our family Alii is merely moving her own things to another place, how can you call it siding with her elbow outward?"

Aunt Liu: "Right, right, right, you're right, you're always right."

Liu Yumei reached out and pinched Aunt Liu's face, pulling it slightly.

Aunt Liu was about to cry out in pain, but seeing the seriousness in the old lady's eyes, she quieted down.

"Ali has many hidden injuries, Ah Ting, you're getting up in years too, this pinch isn't as tender as when you were little."

"I'm trying everything to make you happy, yet you always push your fingers into my heart."

"Haha, with that mouth of yours, in the past, you might have been locked away in the Liu family punishment hall and never come out."

"I don't believe it, the young mistress of the Liu family would surely protect me."

Liu Yumei let go of her hand and gently brushed Aunt Liu's face with the back of her hand.

"I can't sleep tonight, make me a pot of tea."

"The tea your little sisters brought back? I saw you sipping it with delight this afternoon."

"You're asking for a tease!"

...

"Huff... huff... huff..."

Tan Wenbin sat on the ground panting, swallowing hard and then taking out a cigarette, lighting it, taking a puff, and then coughing.

Breaking out into a fight was far less exhausting than breaking out into work.

Because the results of a fight come quickly, either you take the opponent down or get taken down yourself, but with work, you have to keep your head down and work, with even fewer chances to catch your breath than in a fight.

Lin Shuyou, sitting next to Tan Wenbin, licked his dry lips and reached to take the cigarette from Tan Wenbin's mouth to take a puff himself.

Instead, his hand was slapped away by Tan Wenbin, and he received a flick on the head.

Run Sheng, sweating all over, stood there. He had the best stamina and didn't feel tired. Instead, he was a bit excited.

Lin Shuyou: "Is the Jiao Observation Technique really that amazing? Why does it seem like Run Sheng is so hyper tonight?"

Tan Wenbin: "It's normal."

Lin Shuyou: "Normal?"

Tan Wenbin: "Didn't you feel the same way coming back from a date with Chen Lin?"

Lin Shuyou: "No way."

Tan Wenbin: "Brother Xiao Yuan and I have the room right across from the bathroom sink; who was it who specifically ran over to take two cold showers in the middle of the night?"