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Face was face, but Old Master Qi had not forgotten his wish to bring the Old Ancestor and Little Ancestor to the modern era to experience life.
A week later, after he estimated that the three ancestors should have calmed down, he called over his own blockhead son and grandson, carried gifts, and went to the Old Ancestor’s home.
As soon as he entered the door, what greeted him head-on was a burst of cursing.
“Qi Xiangnan, you blockhead! You still dare come to my house? See if I don’t beat you, you blockhead!
“Who gave you the courage to dare challenge your ancestors?”
Qi Delong was furious. Heaven knew how long he had pretended to be a grandson in front of Old Master Qi.
Who knew this fellow was actually his descendant from later generations?
This was truly a reversal of heavenly order, a reversal of heavenly order!
Qi Dongqiang’s chest rose and fell, clearly also angered quite badly by Old Master Qi, this unfilial descendant.
“Qi Cheng, go get Father the washboard. Father will properly teach this thing who reverses heavenly order a lesson today.”
“Ai!”
Qi Cheng was the son of Qi Dongqiang and Yao Peilan. His milk name was Little Orange.
Little Orange also did not like this old man who loved scolding people. He immediately stepped on his short little legs and went to fetch the washboard.
“You, kneel down. Then pull your ears, like this.”
Little Orange was afraid Old Master Qi would not know the correct way to use a washboard, so he personally demonstrated it for him.
Hehe!
He had learned it from his own father.
There was one time when Father spoke to an auntie who could not speak. After Mother found out, she punished him just like this.
Father said that the auntie who could not speak had been abandoned by her family, and now her days were very miserable. He wanted to give the auntie who could not speak a little silver.
Afterward, Mother went to find the Empress Dowager to complain.
This Empress Dowager was naturally Qiao Xi.
After learning that Little Ancestor had developed pity toward Wen Ruolan, she sent Old Master Qi, this great general, to go kindly greet Little Ancestor’s eighteen generations of ancestors.
Old Master Qi did not disappoint expectations. After he finished greeting his own eighteen generations of ancestors, Qi Dongqiang stopped thinking about helping Wen Ruolan and properly lived his days with Yao Peilan.
“Old Ancestor, Little Ancestor, Little-Little Ancestor, I came today to bring you all to the modern era to enjoy blessings. Are you going?”
Old Master Qi smiled flatteringly.
Qi Delong, grandfather and grandson, said in unison, “Going!”
“Then hurry and go pack.” Qi Delong waved his hand, urging them to hurry up.
An hour later, Qi Delong and his grandson and great-grandson appeared in the Qi family villa. The three of them opened their large eyes, like curious babies, looking at everything in the Qi family.
“Xiangnan, ah, where is our family heirloom?” Qi Delong suddenly remembered this matter.
The corner of Old Master Qi’s mouth twitched. “It’s here.”
“Bring it here and let me look.”
“Good.”
Old Master Qi answered and led the three ancestors to his family’s treasure room.
Opening the wooden box that he had originally asked Qiao Xi to pass on to Old Master Qi, Qi Delong recognized at one glance that the bottle lying inside was not the one he had originally given to Old Master Qi.
“Where is the bottle?”
“It’s lying inside!”
“I’m not blind. This is not the one I gave you.”
Old Master Qi: “…”
What should he do?
He really wanted to get angry!
Old Master Qi endured and endured, but still could not suppress the anger in his heart, and began complaining.
“Tell me, aren’t you stupid? It was only a broken bottle, yet you actually spent several hundred taels of silver to buy it.”
Qi Delong sneered. “Hehe, can I be as stupid as you? A broken wooden box actually cost several million?”
As they cursed and cursed, the two of them suddenly came to their senses.
It was not that they were stupid.
It was that Song Huai’an and Qiao Xi, this married couple, were too shrewd!
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