Chapter 140: Chapter 140: Disdain from the Ancestor
Chapter 140: Chapter 140: Disdain from the Ancestor
Jiangli walked over and continued forward with Fu Shiyan.
For some reason, she always felt that the expression on Uncle Song’s face next to her was strange, and even Wen Zishu’s gaze seemed odd.
She frowned and, as they caught up, asked in bewilderment, “What’s with you guys, looking so weird? And Wen Zishu, why are you covering your face, got a toothache?”
Wen Zishu, with his face covered, slurped, and chuckled ambiguously, “Yes, yes, it’s a toothache, sour enough to make my teeth hurt.”
Jiangli was puzzled, “Sour? You’re eating something sour?”
Wen Zishu snickered, “Abbot, I haven’t eaten anything sour, it’s eating dog food that made my teeth sour.”
Jiangli exclaimed, “Why on earth would a perfectly fine person like you eat dog food?”
Wen Zishu paused for a second, then couldn’t help but hold his belly and burst into laughter.
“Abbot, you’re too cute. Do you really not know, or are you pretending to be ignorant?”
Jiangli wore a look of confusion and innocence, clueless about the whims Wen Zishu was on about.
Seeing her expression, Wen Zishu recalled Jiangli’s earlier reactions.
Perhaps, the Abbot really didn’t know.
“Is it that funny?” At that moment, Fu Shiyan glanced at Wen Zishu, smoothed his sleeves elegantly, and said, “If you want to laugh, laugh your fill here, no need to go up.”
Upon hearing this, Wen Zishu’s smile faded in an instant; he straightened up quickly, shaking his head desperately, “No, no more laughing… I’m done laughing…”
Fu Shiyan didn’t even look at him, looking straight at Jiangli, saying, “Abbot, let’s go upstairs.”
Jiangli uttered an “Oh,” thinking these people were indeed strange.
She glanced at Wen Zishu and kept walking forward, the situation at the ancestral grave was more important than this.
She couldn’t be bothered with what these people were thinking.
Fu Shiyan followed by Jiangli’s side, their footsteps in sync.
Noticing this, Wen Zishu clicked his tongue twice and nudged Duan Jianchuan’s arm, whispering very softly, “Hey, Duan, what do you think Third Brother is thinking?”
“What’s there to think about? We obviously can’t tell Uncle Song about this, so we have to make up an identity. Third Brother is just trying to bring the Abbot here smoothly,” Duan Jianchuan said with a calm face, which he maintained even when he first heard the news and found it strange.
But after thinking it through, it made sense.
After all, coming to the family’s ancestral grave to clean is not something ordinary friends would do.
Saying they are boyfriend and girlfriend makes sense.
It was Uncle Song who suggested it, and Fu Shiyan simply went with the flow.
Realizing this, Wen Zishu felt his interest wane.
Xia Xin followed by Jiangli’s side, not hearing Wen Zishu and Duan Jianchuan’s conversation, still pondering the meaning behind Fu Shiyan’s earlier words.
Could it be that this man really had feelings for their Abbot?
That shouldn’t be the case…
They had only met three times…
Could it be love at first sight?
At this thought, Xia Xin suddenly grew anxious and subconsciously pulled Jiangli closer to himself.
Jiangli, not knowing why, looked over, “What’s the matter?”
Fu Shiyan also looked over.
Xia Xin, like a cat with its neck grabbed, immediately tensed up, meekly shook his head, and whispered, “Nothing, nothing. Ancestor, I just feel scared.”
Jiangli, in disdain, “What’s the connection? What’s there to be afraid of? If you’re feeling scared now, what will you do when we go up and see the real problems? Won’t you be scared to death?”
Seeing her misunderstanding, Xia Xin gave an awkward laugh. Being scrutinized by Fu Shiyan, he couldn’t explain himself.
Jiangli assumed he was just afraid because he wasn’t used to such scenes. She was quite speechless but still took out an amulet and handed it to him.
“Here’s a talisman for protection, take it. You’ll be fine then. Put your heart back in your belly.”