Above the Galaxy
Chapter 238 - 172, Too Embarrassing to Mention!_2

Chapter 238: Chapter 172, Too Embarrassing to Mention!_2

Seeing Tang Fei suddenly appear before him, Little Fatty raised his hammer but forgot to swing it down, staring at Tang Fei with a face full of surprise, shouting, "Brother, how did you come back? Why didn’t you tell me earlier?"

Tang Fei pointed at the hammer in Little Fatty’s hand, and Little Fatty immediately threw the hammer, rushing towards Tang Fei.

Poor Skull Hammer...

This was a Divine Artifact on the weapon list, a weapon used by an Evil God, yet it met such an inhuman treatment.

Little Fatty, bare-chested, was about to hug Tang Fei, but Tang Fei quickly reached out to block him, saying, "Don’t hug, don’t hug, you’re all sweaty..."

Because of the intense exercise he had just done, Little Fatty was drenched in sweat, as if he had just been pulled out of a river.

Tang Fei certainly didn’t want his sweat to be used as his laundry detergent...

"Hehehe..."

Seeing his elder brother despise him, Little Fatty didn’t get angry, but just stood there grinning foolishly.

Tang Fei handed him some chestnuts and said, "Sugar-roasted chestnuts, I bought them for you."

"Thank you, big brother." Little Fatty happily accepted them, grabbed one, and threw it into his mouth, crunching loudly, skin and all, and said, "Brother, it’s so sweet, so delicious, even better than the ones we used to roast in the Old Land..."

"The chestnuts from the Old Land have mutated, even though they are bigger, most of them are bitter; these are a new variety cultivated from the Old Land’s saplings," Tang Fei explained, adding, "Although we often pray to the Buddha, we should still believe in the power of technology."

"Yeah. Technology is really amazing." Little Fatty blinked and had already eaten several more.

Tang Fei glanced at the large rock in the yard and asked, "Why are you smashing stones so late?"

"Hehehe, when big brother isn’t home, I’m just idling around, so I came out to smash some stones," Little Fatty explained.

He looked at Tang Fei, a hint of shyness on his face as he voiced his wish as if he were afraid of being laughed at.

"Brother went to White Crane Academy, and I also want to go to White Crane... So, I thought about working harder, maybe I might have a chance to study there with big brother in the future..."

He knew that hope was slim. Being someone who didn’t know cultivation, how could he possibly be accepted into White Crane Academy?

He had asked his master, who said anything was possible.

After hearing this, he was greatly encouraged, believing that as long as he worked hard, he might have a chance to be with his brother...

But he didn’t realize that his master’s words were "positive nonsense", just like the saying "Buddha ferries the destined ones."

Who are the destined ones?

Whoever Buddha ferries is the destined one.

If Buddha hasn’t ferried you, it just means your fate with Buddha isn’t enough.

You’ll need to pay more!

Tang Fei knew that after his departure, Little Fatty was the only one left living in the small courtyard.

Little Fatty was shy and didn’t like to make friends; he must have felt lonely and isolated.

So, he secretly set a goal for himself in his heart, hoping he could also enter White Crane...

Where his brother was, that was home; without his brother, he was living like a fool.

Wandering around like a zombie, not knowing what to do each day.

Tang Fei reached out to touch Little Fatty’s head, then ended up with a hand full of sweat.

Habitually wanting to wipe his hand on Little Fatty’s clothes, he realized he was bare-chested and it wasn’t convenient for his action.

Little Fatty understood Tang Fei’s intention, quickly ran to fetch his shirt from a cherry tree branch, and jogged over handing it to Tang Fei, saying, "Bro, use this to wipe your hands..."

Tang Fei took the T-shirt and wiped his hands, then threw the shirt back to Little Fatty, saying, "What did you eat tonight?"

"I had egg noodles."

"Was it made by the cooking robot?"

"Yeah. I can’t make it as tasty as the cooking robot..." Little Fatty said, holding the shirt Tang Fei had used to wipe his hands, smiling naively.

"You go take a shower first, then eat some chestnuts, I’ll go and cook," Tang Fei said.

"Bro, there’s no need, I’ve already eaten..."

"Can you still eat?" Tang Fei asked.

After hesitating for a moment, Little Fatty said, "I’m already eighty percent full, don’t make too much..."

"I wasn’t here during this time; you’ve gotten thinner," Tang Fei said.

"Really?" Little Fatty touched his face and said, "Mr. Sheng has been bringing me lots of delicious food every day, and the fridge is stuffed with all sorts of food and drinks..."

"Phoenix."

Tang Fei sighed softly.

Phoenix had just experienced an "assassination" attempt and had not fully recovered yet, she should still be under the focused care and protection of the Royal Family.

Since she couldn’t shake off the tails following her, she could only ask her good friend Sheng Xinhua to run the errands, bringing various pastries and food every day to Little Fatty...

She worried that after she left, Little Fatty wouldn’t be able to take care of himself.

A lady’s favor was a weighty thing, hard to repay.

Thinking about the message he had just gotten from Ling Yunxiao and the things they were about to do, Tang Fei felt tremendously heavy.

What kind of world was this?

Why did God have to make things so difficult for him?

Other men would be adored to death by a dozen women and be just fine, yet he, who had finally found a dear friend, discovered she was the daughter of his father’s killer...

Little Fatty looked worriedly at Tang Fei and said, "Brother, Mr. Sheng always comes to deliver things, and I didn’t want them at first... but she said Sister Phoenix asked her to send them, so I accepted..."

Tang Fei nodded and said, "Accept what they bring you, but don’t let it become too frequent; being in someone’s debt too much isn’t something we want..."

"You also have a card now; haven’t I transferred money to you? If you need something, you could also purchase it at the mall, or order directly on your phone, and let the smart robots deliver it to you...."

"I understand." Little Fatty nodded and said, "I won’t ask them to deliver anymore; I haven’t even finished what they first sent."

"Alright, go take a bath, I’ll go cook for you," said Tang Fei.

"Okay," Little Fatty said cheerily, "I finally get to eat the food you cook again."

Little Fatty went for his bath, and Tang Fei opened the fridge, which was packed to the brim.

Little Fatty couldn’t cook, only letting the cooking robot prepare simple meals, so the food consumption was minimal.

Tang Fei made cola chicken wings for Little Fatty—children loved it.

He also stewed some New Star specialty donkey meat with carrots, fried eggs with bell peppers, and made a local wild vegetable dish.

When Little Fatty came out and saw the table full of colorful, fragrant dishes, he drooled.

"Brother, you’re amazing. You whipped up so many dishes in no time."

"Practice makes perfect; I cooked quite a bit back at White Crane Academy too," Tang Fei said.

"Brother, did you have to cook at the academy too?"

"Yes, our dean likes the dishes I make."

"Wow, that means the dean really likes you, right?"

"Of course, he even took me as his disciple."

"Really?" Little Fatty’s eyes gleamed excitedly, "Brother, the dean took you as a disciple? That’s the dean of White Crane Academy; Brother, you’re amazing, I knew you could do it..."

Tang Fei smiled. "He insisted on having me; I couldn’t really refuse, especially since I still have to live and study on his turf for the next few years... Speaking of which, since we’re celebrating today, let’s have some drinks."

"Alright, I’ll get the alcohol," said Little Fatty. "Brother, what would you like to drink?"

"Open a bottle of baijiu," Tang Fei said. "When I was sorting out the wine cellar last time, I noticed there was still quite a bit of baijiu... What do you want to drink?"

"Whatever you’re drinking, I’ll drink," Little Fatty said. "Brother, I’ll get the alcohol."

Tang Fei took the bottle of baijiu Little Fatty brought over, opened it, and poured them each a glass.

Tang Fei raised his glass and said, "Here’s to our new life."

"To our new life," Little Fatty echoed as he raised his glass.

Tang Fei downed his glass of baijiu in one gulp, and seeing Tang Fei finish his drink, Little Fatty also downed his glass.

Tang Fei looked at Little Fatty and asked, "Little Fatty, are you afraid of dying?"

As the strong alcohol hit his system, Little Fatty’s chubby, pale face turned crimson, but his eyes brightened as he looked at Tang Fei and said, "Brother, why are you asking me this?"

"Because I’m about to do something very dangerous..." Tang Fei said, "Something that could literally cost us our heads..."

"Brother, we agreed, I’d handle your body first, then avenge you..."

Little Fatty looked serious, his face stern as he said, "If we die, we die together."