Back to the 70s: My Childhood Sweetheart Spoils Me Rotten
Chapter 153: Euphemisms

Chapter 153: Chapter 153: Euphemisms

"Do you think they’ll upset Dad and drive him away?" Gong Ruwen really hates them.

"Today Grandpa was talking to me, saying many good things. He even asked how I’m doing here." Gong Ruwen had never seen Gong Dajiang be so pleasant.

If it were the past, he’d be happy, but now he really isn’t pleased with all the scheming. Do they really think he’s a fool?

Ah, Gong Dajiang would ask these things too, looking like a decent person but really he’s biased. Otherwise, why would he pull Gong Ruwen aside to inquire about this?

Thankfully, they were prepared in advance. Lately, they’ve been scheming non-stop, making Gong Ruwen much more hardened, no longer as gullible as before.

Zhan Jing wore a displeased look. Why involve the children in adult matters? She really couldn’t stand the Gong Family elders and their bit of skill.

"From now on, when they talk to you, just answer what you can; if you can’t, say you don’t know." Ideally, Zhan Jing hoped Gong Ruwen would not speak to them.

Gong Ruwen laughed joyfully, "I know it all. When Grandpa asks the questions, I just know it’s not well-intentioned."

"Like asking what I eat normally and if we ate meat during New Year."

"Also asking if we often go up the mountain, and what we do there."

Tut-tut-tut, the old man is stirring trouble all the way, and Zhang Lan seems noisy, but such people are really nothing to fear since you can just ignore her.

But Gong Dajiang is the sneaky one making moves. "Brother, how did you answer?"

"I said Dad and I only go up the mountain to gather some branches, and then we ate a bit of meat on New Year’s Eve."

"Normally, it’s either sweet potato porridge or gruel."

"And I also told him that in order to treat Ni Zi sister’s illness, we owe Uncle Zhao money."

"And I also told him that before we repay the debt, Mom has to cook for Uncle Zhao’s family."

Impressive, my big brother is truly impressive, he even took the chance to explain why Mom has to cook for Zhao Gang’s family.

I just wonder if he’s discussed it with Mom; Gong Ruini worries that if they haven’t agreed, they’ll end up with two different answers and surely get exposed.

Does this still need reminding? Gong Ruwen signaled that he’s not that stupid; he had already informed. "Sister, you have to hold on, I’m worried they’ll ask you."

Although Grandpa said he just wants to check on their lives, is it really that simple?

"He should be dissatisfied with my answers." Gong Ruwen thought for a moment and summed up Gong Dajiang’s feelings for not getting satisfactory answers from him.

And that’s already making him unhappy? Gong Ruini really wanted to laugh, not knowing if the old man would be pleased after asking her.

"Brother, don’t worry, I won’t let him trap me." Humph, I’m not just any ordinary kid; Gong Ruini really wants Gong Dajiang to see their skills.

They were bullied in the past but now it’s not easy to bully them. Don’t expect to get anything from us without putting in effort.

Gong Ruwen is completely confident about this; of course, he knows his sister’s combat power.

It’s precisely because he knows her combat power that he’s even more uneasy. "Actually, what I mean is you don’t need to be too impulsive."

Impulsive? Is she someone without brains? Gong Ruini felt very dissatisfied; big brother is just too much.

Zhao Guangran was feeling happy on the side. He was supposed to be tested today, but since Gong Ruini’s grandparents were present, the assessment could only be postponed.

This made Zhao Guangran relieved, especially seeing Gong Ruini being cautious, and it made him happy.

Plus, the way Gong Ruwen evaluated Gong Ruini, it made him even happier.

Before Zhao Guangran could express his camaraderie happily,

"Not everyone will let Guang Ran bully them." Gong Ruwen didn’t share the same mind as Zhao Guangran, "Not everyone is as thick-skinned as Guang Ran."

What, he’s thick-skinned? Zhao Guangran wasn’t having it; why was he called thick-skinned? "Hey, how did I get involved in this? How am I thick-skinned?"

Gong Ruwen didn’t answer, worried the guy would get worked up.

"Fail again and again, if you’re not thick-skinned, you wouldn’t dare to fight again." My little brother shouldn’t have asked; now, he’s embarrassed voluntarily, right?

What, fail again and again? He never had a victory, Zhao Guangran was racking his brain to think of times he overpowered Gong Ruini.

"Alright, it’s useless to think about these; continue listening, stop making a fuss." Zhao Xuran didn’t want to listen to his little brother’s fuss, since it was all trivial stuff.

Stop making a fuss? Please, this time it really wasn’t his problem; why did big brother assume it was his fault? Zhao Guangran felt very aggrieved.

Otherwise, was he being loud-mouthed, huh? He could resort to using eye signals, but no matter how he looked at Zhao Xuran, the latter simply ignored him.

Was big brother praising Zhao Guangran or looking down on Gong Dajiang, "Hasn’t Grandpa gone through many great trials?"

Reportedly, this old man was quite the fighter too; Gong Qiang inherited all his cunning tactics, while our old man probably inherited his craftsmanship genes.

But uncle’s genes didn’t inherit well, and his methods are really underwhelming, whereas our father fully employs them; otherwise, he wouldn’t be sitting steadily in that position.

If it weren’t for internal strife, things wouldn’t have become like this.

Zhao Gang laughed happily, "Yes, your grandfather has experienced too much." If not experienced, even just the outer rumors would make him drink a lot.

"If your dad could learn a thing or two..." Maybe he’d have gone up already, but Zhao Gang wouldn’t want to be friends with a Gong Tao like that.

Just like Gong Dajiang, Gong Ruini shivered all over; that feeling was really bad, "I still prefer Dad as he is now."

"Me too." Gong Ruwen is currently extremely satisfied with Gong Tao, nothing at all displeased.

Even if in the past they always felt Dad didn’t love them enough, always yielding when dealing with Grandpa and Grandma, now it’s total satisfaction as he doesn’t yield anymore. If rated, only a score of a hundred would do, nothing else.

"So we have to help Dad to drive them away." Gong Ruini kept raising her hand to express.

"Yes, we have to drive them away."

"Make sure they never come back to the Northeast." Originally thinking they were far enough from home, now knowing that this bit of distance was no hindrance, given travel is no longer a reason to stop them from coming, they must make them fear the Northeast, but how to do it, Gong Ruwen had no idea.

Make sure they don’t come to the Northeast again? Gong Ruini thinks as long as they don’t gain anything this time, they just won’t come again; nobody likes spending money on pointless things.